Chapter 12

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When Han Tianliang and the others heard what Zhao Shiming said, they were all stunned. They were all genuine farmers, and the villagers worked hard all year, but the income from one mu of land was only about three to five hundred yuan.

Now, the acquisition station had at most ten mu of land, and Zhao Shiming's offer of three thousand yuan was a lot. Even with the seedlings and labor, Zhao Xinyu would be lucky not to lose money.

"Shiming, that's a bit too much, Xinyu has had a tough life. He's just trying to make a living by growing vegetables. How about this..."

Before Han Tianliang could finish, Zhao Shiming raised his hand and looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Cripple, did you hear what I said? Three thousand yuan a year, pay now. If you don't pay, I'll have the vegetables pulled out immediately."

As soon as he spoke, the hooligans who came with him started walking towards the vegetable patch, ready to pull out the vegetables.

"Zhao Shiming, what are you trying to do?" Han Tianliang couldn't stand it anymore, his face darkened, and he shouted angrily.

Zhao Shiming's face also darkened, "Uncle Han, do you still think it's the old days? I'm giving you face. Without you, I would think three thousand yuan is a bit low."

"Grandpa Han, three thousand is fine," Zhao Xinyu didn't want to make things difficult for Han Tianliang. He also knew that if the vegetables really grew, he might earn back the three thousand yuan in a day.

Hearing Zhao Xinyu's words, Zhao Shiming was also stunned. He knew he was asking for too much, and the reason he didn't argue with Han Tianliang was that he wanted Han Tianliang to negotiate further, so he could get at least one thousand five hundred yuan. But he didn't expect Zhao Xinyu to agree so easily, which made him a bit regretful, regretting that he had asked for too little.

"Then what are you waiting for? Pay up."

"I want to know if the three thousand includes the water fees for irrigating the vegetables for a year."

Zhao Shiming was slightly taken aback, "I mean this courtyard. If you want to plant that wasteland, you'll need to add another five thousand yuan."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "I don't plan to plant vegetables there for now. Here, I'll transfer the money to you."

After the transfer, Zhao Shiming left without any delay. Han Tianliang kept shaking his head, looking at Zhao Xinyu, "Xinyu, you don't know what Zhao Shiming is like. I'm worried he'll come back to cause trouble."

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Grandpa Han, we've already paid him for the water. What more trouble can he cause?"

"Xinyu, you've given him too much. You have ten mu of land, how much can you earn in a year? He'll end up making more than you," an old man said, shaking his head.

"Grandpa Wang, I'm just trying it out. If I don't make money this year, I won't plant next year and will continue collecting scrap."

After seeing off Han Tianliang and the others, Zhao Xinyu looked at the fallen fence. Thinking about what Han Tianliang said, he threw the fence aside and left on his bike.

By evening, the fence had been chopped into firewood, and a large iron gate had replaced it. Once the gate was closed, no one outside could see what was inside the courtyard.

The reason for the iron gate was to prevent people from damaging the vegetables and to avoid drawing attention to the vegetables in the courtyard. Now, with the gate closed, outsiders couldn't see anything and wouldn't worry unnecessarily.

In the following days, Zhao Xinyu went to Tianyi Garden every day and tended to the vegetables in the courtyard. In just over a month, the vegetables in the courtyard had grown to nearly a meter tall.

Since tomatoes, cucumbers, and beans needed trellises, he had to buy bamboo several times. As he couldn't manage everything alone, he had to call on Han Tianliang and the same ten people as before.

When they entered the courtyard and saw the tomatoes over a meter tall, the fallen cucumber and bean seedlings, they were all stunned.

Most of them, like Han Tianliang, had spent their lives working in the fields. They planted vegetables in their courtyards every year, but they had never heard of tomatoes growing to over a meter in just over a month. It usually took at least fifty days, or even longer, for tomatoes to grow to that height and start flowering.

If they hadn't seen any fertilizer bags in the courtyard, they wouldn't have believed that the vegetables were grown without any pesticides or fertilizers.

While Han Tianliang and the others were setting up the trellises, a barking sound caught everyone's attention. They saw a large dog with shiny black fur, about 1.2 to 1.3 meters tall, come out of a room and run towards them, barking.

This made Han Tianliang and the others' faces change dramatically. A middle-aged woman in her thirties shouted, "Xinyu, quick, stop him!"

"Black Wind." Shi Pulei's voice made the dog stop, wag its tail, and jump towards Zhao Xinyu, rubbing against him.

Han Tianliang looked at the dog and then at Zhao Xinyu, "Xinyu, this is Black Wind."

Last month, when they helped plant the vegetables, Black Wind was only about 70 to 80 centimeters tall. In just over a month, Black Wind had grown much stronger than an average large dog. They hadn't expected it at all.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and took off his mask, patting Black Wind's head, "Black Wind, you've met Grandpa Han and the others. Don't bark at them anymore in the future."

To Han Tianliang and the others' surprise, Black Wind looked at them, growled a few times, but didn't bark again.

"Xinyu." Han Tianliang was about to praise Black Wind but then saw Zhao Xinyu's face, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes filled with shock.

After the accident last year, Zhao Xinyu had been living in the courtyard. Han Tianliang knew what Zhao Xinyu looked like, with scars all over his face and half of his face blackened.

But now, the scars were almost gone, and the blackened half of his face had become much lighter. If you didn't look closely, you might think it was just a bit of soot on his face from working.

Zhao Xinyu didn't know what was wrong with Han Tianliang, so he walked a few steps and asked with a smile, "Grandpa Han, what's wrong? You've seen Black Wind when he was a puppy."

Han Tianliang stared at Zhao Xinyu's legs, "Xinyu, when did your legs and face recover?"

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, touching his face, "Grandpa Han, you know I graduated from a Traditional Chinese Medicine university. I learned a few prescriptions from my grandfather and tried to treat myself. It turned out to be effective."

"It's good that you've recovered. I heard from Old Xu that before the accident, many organizations wanted you. If you had recovered, you wouldn't have to suffer here."

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly. If it weren't for the space, he would have most hoped to recover. But now, he didn't have much expectation of working.

"By the way, Grandpa Han, the grapes on the east wall are almost ready to be trellised. I've already bought the thick bamboo. After you finish here, help me set up the grape trellises too."

"Those dried grape branches you planted? How is that possible?" Han Tianliang went to the east wall, skeptical. When he came back, he kept shaking his head. He saw that the dried branches planted last month had all taken root, and the vines were nearly two meters long. What shocked him even more was that there were tiny flower buds between the leaves and vines.

At this point, Han Tianliang didn't know how to ask Zhao Xinyu. In just a short time, he had experienced too many surprises.

In two days, Han Tianliang and the others set up trellises for all the tomatoes, cucumbers, beans, and grapes on the east wall.

The others took their wages and left, but Han Tianliang stayed behind, "Xinyu, now that the tomatoes, eggplants, and cucumbers are on trellises, do you know how to take care of the vegetables?"

Zhao Xinyu's eyes flickered. He knew how to take care of vegetables, but he couldn't manage so many alone.

"Grandpa Han, I know how, but I can't manage so many. How about you find a few people to help? I'll pay you two thousand five hundred yuan a month, and if the profits are good, I'll give you more."

"Xinyu, that's not what I meant. Once the cucumbers and beans are on trellises, they'll soon bear fruit. I also saw that your spinach and other vegetables are ready to be sold. I was wondering what you plan to do next."

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