Chapter 139 - Problem

“Everyone else is here for the idea of the retting fertilizer, why are you only here for the seedlings?” Yang Lizheng said as he took a pen and paper to draw up a contract and handed it over. if you’ve decided, you can leave your thumbprint here.

“But I still have to tell you that Zhao Zhan and I have already explained the good and bad of this matter to everyone. Don’t blame others when you learn how to use the fertilizer and it turns out that it’s not good. If that happens, don’t blame me for turning my back on you.”

“Of course.” Gu Xiaoyu kept her contract. “Don’t you know what kind of person I am? Don’t worry.”

“Alright, alright. Let’s go back. When there are more people, I’ll ask Zhao Zhan to teach everyone together. Otherwise, I’ll be exhausted to death if I have to teach one person a day.”

“Ah, you’re right. I’ll get Maozhong to sweep the leaves at the foot of the mountain now.”

Yang Lizheng was elated when he heard that. “You’re so smart. You remembered it after I mentioned it the last time?”

“You don’t have to pile too many rotten leaves. Just enough will do,” Zhao Zhan said.

Gu Xiaoyu nodded and left in a hurry.

“Zhao Zhan, why don’t you come to my home and take a look?” Yang Lizheng stood up, a trace of worry on his face. “The seedlings I planted does not look good. Can you help me see what’s the reason?”

“The seedlings in your field are growing well.”

“Jiaojiao, there’s a lot of mud on the ground. Shall I send you to Li Miao’s place first? I’ll come back when Lizheng and I are done.”

“There’s no need.” Yue Jiaojiao shook her head, “I’ll go with you to take a look.”

“Yes, yes, yes. Isn’t this your wife’s dowry? She might be able to tell what’s going on with just one look.”

After Yang Lizheng finished speaking, he quickly took the lead and walked in front. Zhao Zhan was just about to carry her on his back when Yue Jiaojiao shook her head and stopped him.

If she had to carry him on her back for such a short distance, her limbs would probably degenerate.

From afar, the soybean seedlings planted in Lizheng’s family’s acre of land looked weak and unkempt.

Zhao Zhan let the her stand on the ground while he walked directly into the field. He pulled out a seedling and looked at it.

The root did not rot.

“Tell me, what’s going on?”

Zhao Zhan was also a little uncertain for a moment. “Have you fertilized these seedlings?”

“I just planted them a few days ago. I was afraid of burning them to death, so I didn’t dare to fertilize them. I’ve been listening to your instructions.”

“It should be the cold.”

It was almost dusk, and the howling wind made Yue Jiaojiao shiver. “It’s still a little cold in the morning and evening. Lizheng, you can remove a layer of fertilizer first, and then put some straw on top of it.”

Yang Lizheng’s brows furrowed so tightly that they could squeeze a fly to death. He looked at Zhao Zhan hesitantly. “Will… Will this work? ”

“Yes.” Zhao Zhan’s tone was firm, and there was an undisguisable pride in his words. “Jiaojiao is right. Lizheng, if you have a lot of straw at home, I’ll go up the mountain and get a few more bundles of firewood to exchange for some with you.”

“It’s just a bit of straw, you can take it!”

“No, I’ve grown a lot, so I should have a lot,” Zhao Zhan said with a serious face. “If you don’t agree, I can’t use your straw.”

“Okay, okay, okay, but you just need to chop two bundles of firewood. I can’t use it even if you chop it.”

Zhao Zhan didn’t say anything. He would just secretly cut more.

Yue Jiaojiao, who was standing on the ground, couldn’t help but sneeze from the cold.