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Chapter 20 Planting Plan

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Qin Yuan is indeed preparing for the next quarter of planting. People who do farming rely on the heaven and earth to make a living, and their days cannot be delayed. It is already February, so it should be...

"Dad..." Qin Yu came downstairs and sat upright in front of him, putting paper and pen in front of him. Yu Sheng was boiling water and making hot tea. When he saw his daughter's posture, he became vaguely solemn.

This is the habit of the Qin family’s parents, and they attach great importance to their only daughters.

If you value it, you will care about her attitude.

"Dad, what are you planning to plant? Potatoes?" After writing this passage on the paper, Qin Yu glanced at the potato sprouts that had already been produced under the corner of the wall.

Qin Yuan was surprised that his daughter, who had never cared about these things, would mention this, but nodded.

He did plan to grow potatoes. The potatoes are easy to grow, manage and the prices are good. They are considered to be the planting habits that farmers here have continued over the years.

Qin Yu tapped the table with his finger, glanced at the potato sprouts, thought for a while, and wrote on the paper: "Dad, it's not worthwhile for everyone to plant some things. Didn't you find that the price of potatoes last year was lower than the previous year? Take a closer look at the years, because the potato seeds are improved and planted properly, everyone planted them and produced a lot. Not only can the price not be raised, but it will also drop, and this year will be no exception."

Her words are gentle and are a tone that only adults have, but they are easy to trust.

Language and words are both an art. Zhou Yun's tone is derived from the confidence and calmness of a cutting-edge scientific research talent. Qin Yu's confidence comes from her peeking into the future, and her calmness comes from the attention of the people in front of her.

This is her father, she will give him respect and he will do the same to her.

Qin Yuan looked at the words on the paper, pondered for a while, and said, "But planting other things is better than planting potatoes."

Sometimes the planting habit is nothing more than choosing the most suitable one among several choices...

"You can also try yam." Qin Yu finally made his own suggestions.

But she saw doubt in her parents' faces.

What is yam?

"Well, yam is Huaishan."

The name Huaishan may be more appropriate to their place, but it is not famous. Qin Yuan knew it because his grandfather was a peddler in his early years and traveled around the world. He once brought back several sections from other places for his family to try it out.

But he only knew this about Huaishan.

"The people in the mountains here don't eat it because they can't afford it and can't keep up with the trend. But in fact, taking yam has been popular in the city because it has medicinal value. It is good for the health after taking it. It is popular in the city, and the wind will sooner or later rise in the town..."

Qin Yu thought about it and wrote: "If the luck is not good, the loss will be the hundreds,100 yuan sold in this quarter. If you make the right profit, it will at least bring at least three times the profit, and it will also broaden the future path and set a stable sales line with Boss Bao. Dad, I hope you can consider it."

Bao Ren is an opportunity, Qin Yuan is a man, and he knows how to plan the situation better than a woman. He is indeed considering it, but the father and daughter soon smell the fragrance of tea.

Yu Sheng poured them a cup of tea. Tea is not good tea, but it is from home, so it smells close to you.

Qin Yu held the hot tea and warmed his fingers. Before he could drink it, he heard Qin Yuan say, "There are no seeds, and there should be no in the town either."

Qin Yu was stunned, and then realized that his father was not unwilling to plant it, but he was afraid that there would be no seeds. It was also because they were still very backward in the countryside, and the planting method was not popular to buy bags of seeds. Instead, he became accustomed to grafting or picking seedlings on the original crops...

Yam does not seem to be a bag of seeds, but cut into pieces, but it doesn’t matter. There must be a farm and sideline market in the city.

"We don't have one here, there must be one in the city. When I have a holiday this weekend, I will go to the city with my dad."

They are not far from the nearest Quanzhou City. Two hours of bus ride is enough, and a day is enough to travel back and forth.

Qin Yuan nodded. Even if this matter was decided, he stared at Qin Yu again with a bright look.

Qin Yu was a little nervous for no reason. Is there anything wrong with it?

"Have you finished your homework?"

“….”

After finishing it! Qin Yu laughed dryly, Yu Sheng smiled too, and reached out to touch Qin Yu's head.

Sure enough, parents all over the world belong to the whole family, and even if they are free to stock, they can do their homework.

The next day, Qin Yu went to school with two friends as usual, but on the way she and the two got the answers to the small test papers. She was a little wrong. She did not directly apply it and correct it. Instead, she circled the wrong parts with a pen and asked Li Yuan about the correct way to write it on the side. The right and wrong comparison will make the memory more vivid.

Li Yuan looked at it and said nothing, but he was obviously relieved, as if his silly daughter had finally gotten her mind.

Li Xiaoyun was a little surprised. Like Qin Yu, she used to learn blindly and had no way of learning at all. She also got used to listening to Qin Yu's words since she was a child. Seeing Qin Yu do this, she followed her learning.

But... Qin Yu frowned: "There is no red pen. We are not on duty today. Why not buy red pens in the store? The red pen notes look more eye-catching and easy to remember."

Qin Yu's proposal was good, and Li Yuan and the others agreed.

It was another compact class, but Qin Yu felt that it was easier than before, and at least he understood some of the knowledge points.

She suddenly understood why people with good grades would learn better and better, because she "learn" this feeling is a sense of pleasure and satisfaction, as if she makes money, and the more she makes money, the more she wants to make money. On the contrary, the more she can't learn, the less she wants to learn, the less she doesn't want to listen to.

After school, the three of them carried their schoolbags and walked to a stationery store outside the school.

There are two middle schools here. The business on this street is nothing more than the most popular food and stationery. Qin Yu and the other two entered the largest and most lively Xinhua Stationery Store.

"Today, Teacher Lin mentioned the monthly exam again, it's only one week. I'm a little scared, Xiaoyu..." Li Xiaoyun is usually introverted and taciturn, but she would tell Qin Yu some things, after all, she is her only friend - Li Yuan is a man, not counting.

"There is nothing to be afraid of. Isn't it still a week?" Qin Yu took her to the shelf where the pen was, and said while picking the pen.

"It's only one week..."

"After you have improved a week later than you were a week ago, then you will be successful at this time." Qin Yu picked out a pen, opened the cap, and used it to write a few times on the white paper below.

The color is too thick.

"Ah... I don't understand very well, but I can't get a good grade, so I won't get into high school in the future." Li Xiaoyun was still worried.

"There is a small round pool with a water depth of 0.5 meters. The walls of the pool are made of soil, about one centimeter wide, next to a stream. There is a carp in the pool. Someone wants to spoon the water and catch the fish and stew it. The fish are very anxious when they know it, and then... and do you know what's going on?"

Li Yuan also listened carefully at this time, and Li Xiaoyun was even more serious, "How is it?"

Qin Yu smiled slightly: "It made him anxious."

Too anxious... to death?
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