A Small Farmer Girl 's Story of Making a Fortune by Farming

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Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Shen family turned out all the vegetable seeds they had saved and began to pick them.

　　Last year, the greenhouse was built late, and by the time the vegetables were on the market, it was almost the end of the first lunar month.

　　The other day, the owner of Baiweilou came to Daliu Village to ask Shen Chunsheng if he could sell a batch of off-season vegetables before the New Year. He also asked about the village's output, as they planned to open a vegetable shop in the county town.

　　This was also the decision he made after discussing with his employer.

　　Although Anyang County is not big, the wealthy families have some power behind them. The appearance of off-season vegetables is too outrageous. Although Baiweilou and the Shen family have reached an agreement on full purchase, this is a big piece of fat meat after all, and many people are eyeing it and want to take a bite.

　　I heard that someone had inquired about Daliu Village before, but was put off. According to the Shen family, Daliu Village will have a large amount of off-season vegetables on the market this year, and I'm afraid it will be impossible to hide it.

　　So the owner of Baiweilou decided to open a vegetable shop in Anyang, specializing in selling off-season vegetables from Daliu Village. They would not set the price too high, at most 40 or 50 cents per pound.

　　By then, other restaurants and wealthy families will be able to buy fresh summer vegetables in winter, so they won't have to go through the trouble of finding out where the dishes come from, which can also save the Shen family some trouble.

　　While the shopkeeper was talking to Shen Chunsheng, Shen Yao sat on a small stool in the corner and listened.

　　Hearing the shopkeeper's plan, he was delighted, thinking that he was indeed an experienced businessman who could think so carefully.

　　Shen Chunsheng was also grateful and promised that fresh seasonal vegetables would be on the market before the New Year.

　　Therefore, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, people start soaking the seeds to germinate.

　　This year, the Shen family set aside six acres of dry land, all of which were covered with greenhouses for growing vegetables.

　　The land had been turned over once, and when the seeds were about to germinate, Old Man Shen and his sons broke up the chicken manure piled outside the yard, mixed it with wood ash and soil, stirred it evenly, and spread it on the ground, which became a natural organic fertilizer.

　　Although the chicken manure was piled outside the yard and had already formed into lumps, the moment it was broken, the stench still blew into the yard with the wind and rushed straight into people's heads.
Shen Yao covered his nose, frowned, and twisted his little face into a ball.

　　Mrs. Wu at the side seemed not to be able to smell the odor and sighed: "I thought we raised too many chickens this year, but now it seems that we raised too few. Otherwise, we could have had a few more piles of manure."

　　"Whether it's growing crops or vegetables, as long as the fertilizer is sufficient, the things grown will be easy to preserve. Yaoyao, you say..."

　　Mrs. Wu turned her head and found that Shen Yao had entered the house without her knowing.

　　"You~" Mrs. Wu shook her head, with a hint of doting in her words.

　　Chicken manure was spread on the vegetable beds and then covered with soil. With such hard work, the Shen family only took two days to finish the six acres of land.