After Su Zhiyu secretly came out for several nights in a row to fertilize the wasteland in the back valley, the land gradually became fertile, and even the weeds grew more fertile.

Taking advantage of the sowing season, Su Zhiyu used the nutrient solution purified in the space to process the new seeds, and then planted them in the wasteland in the Houshan Lou.

This year, the climate somehow, after summer, there was no rain for several months.

All the fields in Pantao Village were cracked by the scorching sun, and the grain was even more unrecovered.

For a time, there was a shortage of food and a small village was famine.

Those who are in better conditions will go to the town to buy food early in the morning with a lot of money.

Those with poor conditions are picking up some wild vegetables and digging them to make steamed buns.

Even the corn cobs that were scoffed by everyone in the past have become a hot thing for a while.

On that day, the old Su family was having dinner at home, and a sudden knock on the door came from the door.

"Is Mrs. Xu at home?"

When Xu Caiju heard the call, she hurriedly came out.

When she saw that it was Feng Yulian, the dealer, she brought the person into the door without saying a word.

"Miss Yulian, what's wrong? I'm so anxious?"

Feng Yulian's face was full of embarrassment, and her face was red and she was a little reluctant to speak and stirred up the hem of her clothes in front of her.

"That, Sister Xu, I...I want to come to your house to borrow some rice."

When Xu Caiju heard this, she felt something happened, and then she felt relieved of her hanging heart.

"Well, I'll tell you about borrowing rice!"

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then she hurriedly filled two kilograms of rice and a bag of white flour from the rice jar in the kitchen.

"You can take it back and eat it first. When our new rice comes out, let Qiurong send you some."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Yulian took the rice and her eyes were red with gratitude.

She originally planned to come here to borrow some cornmeal or bran bran, but she didn't expect that the old Su family gave her the best rice.

Feng Yulian held the white rice and flour in her arms, for fear that someone would snatch it away.

There are all kinds of people in this world, so she has to be careful.

After thanking him for a lot of gratitude, Feng Yulian took the things back.

At this time, Qian Cuiying came out from nowhere.

She hugged her arms with both hands and spat hard at Feng Yulian's figure with disdain.

"Caiju, what's the point of you? You're so useless to give such good rice and white flour to others?"

I don’t know if Xu Caiju is generous or stupid!

These days, she has been doing business in Zhenshan, and she is watching the prices of rice and white flour rise and become more and more in short supply every day.

They don’t know how to sell the surplus grains for money, but they give them here for no reason, which is simply a careless person!

Faced with Qian Cuiying's sarcasm, Xu Caiju just raised her eyebrows.

"They came to borrow it, but it was not for nothing."

Seeing that Xu Caiju didn't have the same heart as her, Qian Cuiying was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick.

"To put it nicely, I just borrow it. I'll see when I can pay it back!"

"It's better not to return!"

Suddenly, Su Zhiyu's tender voice rang behind the two of them.

Qian Cuiying was stunned, then frowned even more and more annoyed.

"Don't you return it? You girl is so generous. This is rice and white flour. Now it's equivalent to real money and silver!"

Su Zhiyu shrugged slightly, looking indifferent.
Chapter completed!