I'M THE FARMGIRL YOU CAN'T MESS WITH

Chapter 183: Omen

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Night soil was a smelly thing to the people in the city, but to the farmers, it was a good thing.

The people who poured the night soil had income from two sources. They poured the night soil for the people in the city at a fee of 1.5 copper coins per barrel. No matter how filled the buckets were, the number of barrels were charged at this rate. And when they sold it to the farmers, they also charged them 1.5 copper coins per barrel. However, that was when they were bought in small quantities. If they wanted a large quantity, the price could be lowered further. For example, the last time, when Great-aunt went to buy it, she lowered the price to 1.2 copper coins. This time, the Sun family could lower the price to one copper coin or even lower.

When she pulled the buckets to collect it, Mu Yangling deeply felt that it had not been easy for everyone, especially for her. She would probably still be able to smell the stench after three days.

Mu Yangling went back with a pale face. Great-aunt knew that young ladies liked to be clean, so she said, “When your brother is a little older, I’ll bring him there. You’re a girl, so you can’t always do such things.”

“Do you think my younger brother can move these buckets with his scrawny arms and legs?” Mu Yangling planned to pick some grapefruit leaves to take a shower to remove the filth. “But don’t worry. If the matter of raising rabbits can be stabilized, our family might not have to buy night soil next year. Rabbit dung is also a good thing. Look, it hasn’t been long, but I’ve already cleared out a large pile outside. If we can raise rabbits on this scale until next spring, not only will our family have base fertilizer, but we might even be able to leave a lot to nourish the land.”

Counting with her fingers, Great-aunt said, “Young Master Fan’s trade caravan has been traveling south for seven to eight days, right? I wonder where it has gone? Can the things you guys made really be sold?”

Mu Yangling was half-confident. The rest would depend on Fan Zijin’s ability. She did not know how to do business, so how could she control it?

Now, all she could do was manage these few pieces of land and strive for a bountiful harvest.

Mu Yangling carried the iron plow and went to the wheat field with her great-aunt to fertilize and plow the 72 acres of wheat fields. By the time they finished with that, it would be time to fertilize the rice fields.

This was much simpler. She just had to drain some water and spread the mixed fertilizer into the field. When rain fell, it would most likely be fine.

Mu Yangling and Madam Ma-Liu finished it in a day.

Then, it was time to fertilize and weed the cornfields. There were only two steps. Once they fertilized the corn at the roots, they just had to use the iron plow and remove the weeds. The fertilizer would be covered with moist soil, allowing the corn to better absorb it. Although it was more tiring than fertilizing wheat, it was much simpler because it was only 28 acres. Mu Yangling and her great-aunt worked hard for six days to finish it.

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