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Chapter 138: This year is a good year, the farm can also celebrate the harvest!

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: This year is a good year, the farm can also celebrate the harvest!

Xu Yang drove to the drying ground.

The drying ground is a specific area meant for drying grains.

People had already begun drying there.

The village’s drying ground was divided into sections, and everyone would just spread the grains out in their designated areas.

The grains were not spread thinly. They stacked up to several dozen centimeters high, with peaks and troughs like ocean waves.

Golden waves.

The drying ground was vast, and many areas were filled with rice.

Looking around, the feeling of "harvest" hit you in the face directly from the ground.

Xu Yang drove to the assigned area, and two strong men stood atop the vehicle, opening the mouths of the sacks and beginning to scatter the rice onto the ground.

The golden yellow rice flowed down like a waterfall, each grain plump.

After one sack was emptied, they grabbed another sack and continued pouring.

Watching the yellow rice cascade down, the audience in the live stream felt somewhat relaxed.

There was a sense of stability as if the nation and its people were thriving.

[Seeing the drying ground for the first time, how much grain is there!]

[That’s just one village’s drying ground. Over in Beidahuang, the stacks of grain are much taller than a person!]

[Let me put it this way, if someone stands amidst the grains and gets buried, they couldn’t come out on their own; it’s dangerous.]

[This scene looks really nice!]

[No wonder the streamer is so popular. Turns out he’s genuinely a mountain person!]

Viewers commented one after another.

The live broadcast had a uniquely relaxing aura.

Xu Yang sat in the car waiting.

His attire was very down-to-earth, dressed in sturdy camouflage clothes and a pair of light green rubber shoes, perfectly suited for working.

However, Xu Yang’s appearance and demeanor were good, and wearing these clothes made him look even better.

He had a "handsome young man" vibe.

With his current fame, he could indeed be called "the famous handsome young man from miles around."

The transportation work wasn’t exhausting. Running around with the villagers, earning a little money, and enjoying the hype was all part of it.

While the others on the vehicle were busy, Xu Yang didn’t have much to do. He just needed to wait until they had scattered a few bags of rice and then drive the car forward a bit.

Which gave him plenty of time to chat with everyone.

Xu Yang rolled down his window, sat in the driver’s seat, and looked out at the bustling drying ground.

Many people were using shovels to continuously turn over the rice around them, making sure the grains buried underneath were also dried.

Xu Yang explained to his online viewers:

"As autumn arrives and the grains are harvested, everyone starts to get busy."

"During this time, everything moves quickly because time is of the essence."

"We must take advantage of the sunny weather to dry all the grains quickly."

"Since the grains contain moisture naturally, they must be dried completely. Otherwise, they might sprout or mold, and a year’s worth of farming would be wasted."

"Around here, we say it’s better not to plant at all than to let the grains mold; it’s all in vain."

"This time, we fear rain the most. Whenever rain is expected, we must quickly gather the grains, every second counts."

"However, we have one advantage: after autumn begins, it’s especially dry here, so the grains dry very quickly outdoors."

"They can be quickly collected and sold."

"This can also make quite a bit of money!"

Xu Yang looked at these grains and felt hopeful about his own farm.

The feeling of a bountiful harvest was truly wonderful.

Seeing the fruits of one’s labor sell brings the greatest joy to a farmer.

After all, farming isn’t guaranteed to prosper every season; a slight disaster could waste a whole year’s effort.

It seems this year’s harvest is quite good.

The scene at the drying ground resonated with many viewers.

[Growing rice isn’t easy. My parents planted three acres of rice last year, and after selling it, I calculated that they lost over 1300 yuan.]

[Hahaha, it’s true. Farming can easily result in a loss!]

[Domestic grain prices are low; many places rely on agricultural subsidies to keep farming!]

[Low prices mean we have enough grains, but it’s really tough on the farmers!]

[Yeah, agriculture has never been a hot major, and it’s because it’s not that easy to make money!]

Everyone discussed this matter.

It’s better to watch others harvest.

If you try it yourself, you might end up with nothing or even lose money. Better not to try superficially.

Xu Yang looked outside at the scene.

The villagers chatted while they dried the grains.

They were probably calculating their yield per acre and assessing the quality of their rice varieties.

Different varieties have their own strengths and weaknesses. It’s important to choose the right variety for planting.

For instance, Xu Yang’s Blueberry variety was very good, and its growth so far was quite impressive; once mature, it would definitely be popular in the market.

So, he idly engaged in the farm work.

Soon, all the grains on the truck were scattered on the ground.

While two people stayed behind to tidy up the grains, Xu Yang drove the empty vehicle towards the threshing field.

[Isn’t Old Xu a farmer? He still personally does the truck hauling!]

[Such a big streamer still doing odd jobs?]

Some viewers would tease with a laugh.

Xu Yang, driving his diesel tricycle, responded with a smile:

"Earning a bit is still earning, and it beats doing nothing."

"After all, these vehicles cost money; earning back some of the investment is good."

Hearing his response, everyone laughed.

Everyone liked his authenticity, which was his greatest asset.

Therefore, the number of viewers for his livestreams was also high.

Upon returning to the threshing ground, the people there were still busily at work, with several large piles of grain left, and it was estimated that it would take a whole day to finish.

Farm work had always been like this, and Xu Yang was not in a hurry; he was only responsible for transporting the goods, not participating in the work, just wandering around and chatting with the people.

Everyone’s mood was quite relaxed.

He made several trips back and forth like this until after five in the afternoon, when all the piles of grain were finally processed.

Xu Yang went back for a meal, the rural feast was quite good, although not expensive, the taste was especially delicious, and it included all kinds of large meaty dishes.

A day just passed by like that.

In the evening, Xu Yang returned to the farm and went for a walk in the greenhouse.

It was very warm inside the greenhouse as soon as he entered.

The strawberries were almost ripe, and it seemed they too could be harvested soon.

Xu Yang was still a bit anxious.

After all, seeing others reaping bountifully, while he had only sold some grass, it was still far from enough.

He planned to hit the market as soon as the fruits were ripe.

And then find a channel to sell his strawberries.

The two dogs also followed him into the farm, as usual, the two little guys always followed him whenever Xu Yang was around.

Xu Yang had gotten used to it.

"Just wait a bit more, the strawberries will ripen, and the dragon fruit I planted are also about to ripen," he said.

Xu Yang looked at the dragon fruit plants next to him, resembling elongated cacti; the fruit was already forming on the side of the plants, still a pure green color, and it would take some time before turning red.

"However, planting like this is just a small-scale business, I could only sell them in a small market, the big markets wouldn’t be interested in my strawberries and dragon fruit," he thought.

"To do it big, I’ll have to plant more, it’s higher risk but also higher return," he mused to himself.

He set his eyes on the blueberries, strangely enough, out of all the fruits he planted, he was most confident about the blueberries.

It seemed like he knew they would sell well.

It just felt like blueberries suited him.

If his feelings were right, then he would plant them next year.

His slightly run-down small farm also needed to expand its scale.

Lately, Xu Yang also checked the Annona next door, the temperature in the greenhouse was very high, and it was humid and warm, the intelligent temperature control system was working well.

Annona was secondary; in the depths of this greenhouse, Xu Yang had planted three small coconut trees, not very tall ones.

It was uncertain whether they would bear coconuts.

As long as the environment was right, coconut trees were quite easy to survive, as coastal areas had plenty of densely-packed coconut groves.

Thus, Xu Yang was confident in the coconut trees.

"When the coconut trees bear fruit, I’ll take them out during a livestream, that should make for a good show," he planned.

"It will definitely be lively then," he prepared for the show to ensure.

The next day.

Another day with nothing much to do.

Li Shan let the pigs out and was washing the pigsty with a hose.

Xu Yang simply watched the pigs outside.

The piglets had grown a bit bigger, and they could slaughter two of them for the New Year.

Home-raised pigs always felt safer to eat.

At that moment, the neighing of a black horse came from the nearby stable.

Xu Yang recognized that it wanted to come out and play.

To some extent, the personality of horses was similar to that of dogs.

Xu Yang went into the stable and let it out.

The black horse immediately went playfully seeking Little Black Dog.

Previously, during his time at the ranch, this black horse had been irritable and isolated, but now at the farm, it was cheerful every day, showing no signs of its previous irritable demeanor.

The environment was crucial.

Sometimes Xu Yang didn’t know what to say, having thought it was a proud and aloof horse, but how did it turn out to be a bit goofy?

Fortunately, it was quite handsome and looked majestic when it ran.

So he continued to take good care of it.

At noon, Aunt Zhang came over to cook.

Xu Yang noticed she seemed a bit busy, so he asked her about it.

Aunt Zhang told him she had gone to "collect the autumn."

"Collecting the autumn" referred to the practice of gathering the remaining rice ears after the mechanical harvest.

At that time, some villagers would go to the fields to pick up these rice ears.

This act of picking leftovers was different from forcibly taking from someone else’s field.

This was tacitly allowed by the owners of the rice fields, as the ears were unwanted by them.

After all, it wasn’t much money, just some scattered rice ears left behind, and it didn’t matter if others picked them up.

Those who went to pick rice ears were mostly economically average, similar to Mountain Rushing, earning hard-earned money.

Xu Yang had even picked them as a child, similar to gathering wild vegetables.

That was the life of mountain villages.

Autumn was always lively.

The overall atmosphere felt different.

People were busy yet happy, living their days contentedly.

"This year has been a good one!"

Xu Yang exclaimed with a smile.

He hoped his farm would also have a good year.

To have a chance to celebrate a bountiful harvest.