Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

It's become a hot commodity!

Wan Ping'an simply smiled faintly, ignoring their comments.

Behind Jia Zhangshi's glass window, she glared at Wan Ping'an through gritted teeth.

The next morning.

Wan Ping'an arrived at Liu Mu Di.

The tomato vines have been removed from the plot of land where tomatoes were planted. The land has been thoroughly tilled and leveled, and it is ready to be planted with new crops at any time.

"Ping An, are you still planning to grow tomatoes?"

With no hope of success, Wan Ping'an continues to plant tomatoes.

The tomatoes he grows are of such high quality that they sell like hotcakes. He says that even if the yield were ten times higher, he wouldn't have to worry about not being able to sell them.

"No, I plan to grow watermelons and pumpkins."

Wan Pingan shook his head.

We can't keep growing tomatoes.

The watermelons and pumpkins planted were also the result of systematic selection.

With a proper growing system in place, the final harvest will certainly be no less high-quality than tomatoes.

Chapter 22 Xu Huirong is brewing wine and preparing for the hunt.

soon.

Half a month has passed.

Cai Quanwu brought an old man to the six mu of land and introduced him to Wan Ping'an.

"Ping An, this old man is Han Dahe."

"Brother Han, this is Wan Ping'an, he's my boss."

There were no dishes available, so I introduced them to the two people.

Wan Ping'an looked at Han Dahe, his brows slightly furrowed.

Han Dahe looked like an ordinary old man, but he exuded a slight chill, which puzzled Wan Ping'an.

What is this chill?

"Mr. Han, may I ask what you used to do?"

Wan Ping'an is very cautious.

He's looking for someone to do the work, not someone who'll cause a lot of trouble.

"Hey, my bad, I forgot to introduce myself."

There were no vegetables left, and I slapped my thigh in frustration.

“Ping An, Brother Han used to kill Japanese soldiers. He was a meritorious man who retired due to injury.”

"Back then, I wielded a big knife and hacked away until ghosts cried out in agony."

"..."

Cai Quanwu spoke of Han Dahe's glorious past.

"Old Cai, don't say anymore, that's all in the past."

"Now, I'm just an ordinary old man."

Han Dahe stopped Cai Quanwu.

Wan Ping'an was filled with awe. It turned out to be an old hero. Without their bloodshed and sacrifice, there would be no peaceful days.

"Mr. Wan, just treat me like an ordinary old man."

"I'm too old to do heavy physical work, but I can raise chickens for you. I don't want money, as long as you can provide me with three meals a day."

Han Dahe said with a smile.

"Grandpa Han, welcome."

"Don't call me Boss Wan. Just call me Wan Ping'an, like Lao Cai does."

"Don't worry, I won't treat the person who works for me unfairly."

Wan Ping'an accepted Han Dahe's offer.

From now on, all the chicks will be under Han Dahe's responsibility.

A few days later, the rice ripened, golden and shiny, looking like a field of gold under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"very nice!"

"I have never seen such good rice!"

Han Dahe sighed.

"Brother Han, you're too late."

"If you had come sooner, you wouldn't have been so shocked when you saw the tomatoes that Ping An grew."

"Tomatoes at the market cost three cents a pound, while tomatoes grown in Ping An cost about half a pound each and fifty cents each."

Guess how well it sold?

"Let me tell you, demand exceeds supply, it's a frenzy!"

Cai Quanwu started talking non-stop.

As the two were talking, Wan Ping'an, Xu Huirong, and Chen Xueru walked out of the rice paddy.

Xu Huirong was still holding two ears of rice in her hand.

“Ping An, the rice you grow, like the tomatoes you grow, is of the same quality as those offered as tribute.”

"Your planting techniques are amazing!"

Xu Huirong sighed.

"Routine operation!"

Wan Ping'an smiled.

"Hmph, you're getting cocky just because I called you fat?"

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes at Wang Ping'an.

She found herself increasingly unable to understand Wan Ping'an.

The tomatoes they grow are of extremely high quality and are being snapped up by everyone.

Even the highest quality rice, which hasn't been harvested or put on the market, would be snapped up by people.

With his farming skills alone, Wan Ping'an could definitely become a person of high status.

"Xueru, do you think I can make the finest rice wine if I use this kind of rice?"

Xu Huirong's eyes lit up.

Ask the girl next to me.

"Yes, definitely."

"Perhaps it can be used to brew tribute wine, or maybe it can become a special supply."

Chen Xueru's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

The rice grown in Ping An's field can be used by Xu Huirong, but it has nothing to do with her.

"Ping An, how about selling your rice to me after the harvest?"

"I'm going to use it to brew rice wine."

Xu Huirong excitedly went to Wan Ping'an to discuss it.

"Row!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He planned to keep some for himself, but how much could he eat by himself?

The vast majority will still need to be sold.

To whom is it not sold?

"Great."

"You wait, I will definitely brew the best rice wine."

Xu Huirong was full of confidence.

Cai Quanwu was also very confident that Xu Huirong's brewing skills were superb, and with the high-quality rice, they would definitely be able to brew a good wine.

"Haha, we're in for a treat!"

Han Dahe was also a heavy drinker, and when he heard there was no more wine, he couldn't help but swallow.

They returned safely to the courtyard house.