Chapter 67

Song Tan raised her eyebrows, and her clear, cool gaze looked over. Zhang Yanping only felt that this familiar, good-tempered cousin of his had not only changed her personality, but even her eyes seemed to have penetrating power.

But soon, Song Tan's face showed a very inclusive smile:

"Cousin Yanping, do you have any recommendations?"

Zhang Yanping felt a bit unnatural.

If we talk about plants with thorns that can be used as protective walls, there are actually many choices. However, Zhang Yanping comprehensively ranked them and first excluded goji berries, sea buckthorn, and a series of plants that can be found in most nurseries.

Of course, purely in terms of protective power, these plants are indeed not as good as Chinese rose hips.

This thing grows completely unreasonably, with big thorns and small thorns all coming together, and fuzzy thorns covering its whole body.

From leaves to fruits, not a single part is innocent.

Most importantly, its branches are flexible and long, vines and creepers entangle together, and the old branches are very hard. And it's not short at all!

If this grows into a protective layer, it's called tall and thick. It belongs to the kind that you can't tear open a gap even after cutting with big scissors for a long time.

If anyone can drill into this, they would truly be a warrior, so he isn't recommending randomly.

It's just that now, the little cousin seems to understand everything in her heart, making his thick-skinned self feel a slight embarrassment.

But, this doesn't affect him continuing to express his thoughts:

"Look, Chinese rose hip nurseries are hard to find, right? But your humble cousin, me, just happens to know such a nursery."

Being close, Zhang Yanping's white and round face looked exceptionally sincere.

"However, Tan Tan, look, Cousin, this is also a skill of mine, right? Don't be like my mom, thinking I'm just playing around."

"As relatives, I don't want your commission; just let me stay in my hometown with good food and drink for this period—except for working in the fields."

Song Tan also smiled: "Cousin Yanping, if it were usual, I would definitely agree. But don't forget, you were sent back to the village for labor reform."

"If you don't work, you won't be able to stay here for many days, because Aunt will definitely think you're delaying our work."

Look at Cousin Yanping, what a strong build! Not swinging a hoe is simply a huge waste.

Song Tan also coaxed:

"Cousin, our family doesn't have any very heavy labor work now, it's all trivial work."

This is true; what follows is just breeding, picking tea, picking vegetables, digging field ditches, and picking tea.

Oh, have to add digging holes to plant Chinese rose hips, feeding pigs, chickens, and ducks, and educating puppies.

In general, these jobs are much easier than digging mountains.

Song Tan mainly wants to proceed step by step.

Digging field ditches today, planting Chinese rose hips on the mountain tomorrow, transplanting rice seedlings in the fields later... not too much, right?

Therefore, her voice became even more seductive:

"When you go home, Aunt will dislike you every day. Even though the channels for imported fruits at home were all found by you, she still thinks you're eating for free; don't you feel wronged?"

This isn't that Aunt and Uncle are harsh on their son, it's mainly that their generation feels that as long as it's not solid work, those paths are not proper.

As for finding a channel for imported fruits... what channel, the cost price is so expensive! If the market wasn't really hot, the overly honest couple wouldn't dare to try.

"But it's different here. My mom likes you, you only need to help out a little, and your treatment at home will absolutely be top-notch!"

"Besides, you know the taste of the vegetables in my fields; just moving around a little, isn't it worth it to have three big bowls of such good food?"

Zhang Yanping opened his mouth, and in the end, he was speechless.

He also knew in his heart that not working every day at his aunt's house, let alone his own mother, his aunt's family wouldn't be able to handle it either, because they are really busy.

After thinking for a long time, he said: "Qiao Qiao said there are still purslane buns at home, heat two more for me, and if they're delicious, I'll go contact the nursery for you in a while."

After thinking about it, he added: "Tan Tan, actually this thing can be propagated by cuttings, and you can also sow seeds; it's very simple to grow. If your mountain forest protection isn't urgent, find one in the wild in this weather, cut it into sections for cuttings, and it will be about the same in two or three years."

Song Tan was also helpless—cuttings are fine, but she uses spiritual energy to catalyze growth, can't she grow it all at once?

"It's quite urgent; the chestnut forest is far away, and the area there is large, almost four mu of land, and there are more than five hundred chestnut trees."

This is not considered large locally, because looking around, there are many larger chestnut forests on the rolling hills.

It's just that as time goes by, many farmers no longer rely on this for a living, and everyone's attitude towards chestnuts is much more perfunctory.

Some have been cut down, some have been left, but they are not taken care of much.

In Song Tan's memory, when she was a child, whenever chestnuts were about to ripen, she often had to go up the mountain to watch them to prevent people from stealing them.

But nowadays, when they ripen, they ripen; no one looks at them twice.

If someone comes to the town to purchase them, they will beat some chestnuts to sell, and if not, so be it.

After all, every household really doesn't have many strong laborers.

Those who can work, during the chestnut ripening season, many have already gone out to work.

There is no fertilizer in the forest, it's really hard for farmers to make money, and they are willing but unable.

"Now our family can't spare manpower to watch over it day and night, the black fungus and white fungus in the forest only occupy a part, and we have to interplant other things later—nowadays, where is there time to wait for Chinese rose hips to grow up? Let's buy mature plants first."

Zhang Yanping frowned: "If it's one that can grow in a year, it's estimated that they must be three or five-year-old large seedlings—the price is not low."

"Especially since you still want the kind of original species with thorns; now large-scale planting cultivates thornless ones."

"Calculating it, one tree costs about fifteen yuan; how many trees do you want?"

Song Tan thought about the range of the chestnut forest, with spiritual energy to catalyze, planting mature plants can be sparse, two layers inside and outside the fence, each layer staggered by two meters—

"Two hundred trees in total is enough."

Zhang Yanping pondered for a while and hesitated: "Tan Tan, your investment in farming this time is not small; are you planning to keep doing it?"

He didn't believe Song Tan fooled his mother, saying something about resting at home for a period of time, and farming by the way...

Song Tan nodded:

"Cousin Yanping, don't worry about money; I've been selling vegetables every day during this period, and the Chinese milk vetch you ate today is twenty yuan a jin."

The money from selling wild vegetables was all put into this pickup truck, and the Chinese milk vetch has been sold for many days, and another ten or twenty thousand has been entered into the account.

Next, adding foreign and bulk transactions, it's no problem to continue earning another thirty thousand yuan.

Although Song Tan has arranged many things, in fact, the overall investment has already been gradually recovered.

Not to mention the tea! This season's spring tea is enough for their family to earn.

Zhang Yanping was not surprised by the twenty-yuan vegetables, nor did he think Song Tan shouldn't come back to farm, but nodded instead:

"It's worth this price. As long as you have a plan in your heart."

Then he picked up the phone without hesitation: "I'll help you contact the nursery now."

"By the way, hurry up and heat two of those purslane buns for me."

－－－－－－Author's Note－－－－－－

Cousin is a serious person, capable, and even very reliable, just a bit lazy.

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