Eighty Butler's Little Wife (MTL)

Chapter 63

    Everyone was shocked and speechless. Seeing Chen Yuejin's cart full of food, it was not even more complicated.

    One catty of wheat yielded nine-twos of white flour. This is bleak. Then other people in the village are going to have a famine. Every ten catties can be two catties. How can such a big gap compare with Old Man Chen?

    The noisy voice just now quieted down in an instant, and the villagers did not dare to talk about Old Man Chen. They looked at him with envy, jealousy, and some did not recover from the shock.

    But this time, no one dared to gossip in front of Chen Yuejin anymore. Even when he looked over, they couldn’t help but avoid looking at Chen Yuejin’s gaze. Some people could even see them special on their faces. Embarrassment.

    Chen Yuejin snorted coldly and looked at the surrounding villagers and said, "Everyone has seen it too. I did not cheat. My wheat yield has increased a lot compared to ordinary wheat. This can stop you from spreading nonsense. of it. " "

    Presbyterian head, you do not misunderstand, we do not also for your harvest curious? If you, like us farming, who would suspect you? " "

    is, is that you in another way in the end to this How did you make it? Why is it so amazing, although we are wrong, but you are the only one in the village that is different from the others, so don’t everyone pay attention to you, and it’s not intentional? Don’t be angry with everyone."

    "Old ." Chen Tou, can you tell me how this year's wheat has grown so well and yielded so much?" The

    villagers were silent for a while, hearing what Chen Yuejin said, they hurriedly asked the secret of the crop's output, which increased the yield. They have seen the output with their own eyes. They didn't believe it before because they had never seen anything like this before, but now they have seen the miracle happen with their own eyes.

    Old man Chen couldn't help but harvest a good harvest and also improved the quality and output of his food. From ordinary second-class noodles to super first-class noodles, what an insurmountable gap, he did it, and everyone was shocked.

    Soon the villagers saw these good-quality wheat in their minds, and they became hooked to the renminbi as soon as they turned their minds. They were thinking if they could also follow Chen Yuejin’s method of farming every year, how could they? Isn’t it possible to harvest so many crops?

    One hundred and eighty yuan of income from an acre of land can lead the whole family to a well-off society, and there is no need to worry about not making money from farming. It is simply a proper wealth code.

    As soon as the audience listened to the old man, he still had to make his own ideas. These people thought strangely beautiful. When they were gossiping behind their backs, why didn’t they want to help him? Most people just looked at the jokes, how he failed and how he lost money. Now that he sees that this method is successful, he wants to get a piece of the pie, there is no such easy thing.

    Chen Yuejin sneered: "I'm afraid you burned the crops, such a dangerous thing, I still don't tell you, and no one can be as lucky as me. If anything goes wrong, I can't afford it."

    "Then what happened? You succeeded. As long as there is a way, then we can definitely grow it. You don't want to tell, why are you so stingy?"

    "Okay, I just said it directly. Those people who gossiping behind, despise me for being stingy at this time? My face is not irritable. When I said it, I opened my mouth and closed my mouth and made up, don't think about how much it would affect me. I was not so kind, and helped me ridicule. People who passed me."