Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Now Zhao Yanping has gained some weight, looking much prettier.

Although it wasn't all fish and meat, it was enough to recover, so she had enough milk for Little Haiyan. This name was chosen with the help of Li Hongxiang, hoping the girl would be strong.

Little Haiyan is well-fed, so naturally, she has gained some weight, and she looks fair and tender.

After the wheat harvest, the two families started threshing.

Su Yuanyuan even received a bag of wheat from each family, saying the wheat was tasty.

Su Yuanyuan didn't refuse. She knew it was their way of repaying her for the medicine.

After entering September, Su Yuanyuan spent five days picking the first batch of burst cotton bolls, leaving the rest to be collected later.

Next is corn picking, which all three families do the same way.

Su Yuanyuan still picked the corn cobs directly, which was more convenient.

This year, her focus was mainly on corn, and she thought it was time to fulfill the task.

So, she took the time at noon to find Feng Baoshan.

"Director Feng, I'm still handing in this year's corn now. I want to try at the pesticide factory this year. Next year, I can't continue this way. This year, seeing the cotton doesn't yield more than fifty pounds per mu seems already very good."

Feng Baoshan nodded, "Okay, you can come to submit it every day."

Su Yuanyuan felt relieved about this, coming over every day to hand in two truckloads, sometimes even three.

They were busy with this work until the end of September, keeping some for themselves and submitting the rest.

As for the corn stalks, they've to wait. Next are the sweet potatoes and potatoes.

These two items are handled differently. Feng Baoshan sent people to fetch them, a special treatment only for Su Yuanyuan, which no one else had.

This saved Su Yuanyuan a lot of trouble. Zhao Yanping wanted to come help, but Su Yuanyuan refused; Xiao Li hadn't finished there, and there wasn't any urgent work here.

They still had tasks to submit, and she could do it faster.

Once the sweet potatoes and potatoes were entirely out, only the cotton was left.

By mid-October, the temperature was low. Su Yuanyuan dressed warmly and began picking cotton.

Actually, picking it at this time had its benefit, as it wasn't as strenuous.

However, it took her ten days to pick all the cotton from ten mu of land.

She was too lazy to sort them herself, and she already had quite a bit of baled cotton in her space, so she went to find Feng Baoshan again.

Thinking while driving a cart, she figured she must be a troublemaker in Feng Baoshan's eyes, always making requests. But as long as it was convenient for her, she didn't care about others.

At the farm, when Accountant Zhang saw Su Yuanyuan, he was somewhat embarrassed, but Su Yuanyuan still greeted with a smile, staying casual.

Feng Baoshan saw Su Yuanyuan looking tanned and thinner. "Xiao Su, are you going to the field?" He was definitely supportive, mainly because of the pesticide case.

"Director Feng, I've picked all my cotton, and I want to ask how the seed cotton is being collected this year. I might as well submit them all."

"For seed cotton, you get one yuan and twenty-five cents per pound."

It was more than last year. Fine, she thought, she wasn't up for sorting anymore. One yuan and twenty-five cents it is.

"Alright, I'll come to submit the cotton tomorrow."

"Are you submitting it all?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "Yes, submitting it all. I've kept enough for my own use. This amount will do."

This made Feng Baoshan happy. He had no choice either; the upper management demanded cotton, so it had to be this way.

The next day, Su Yuanyuan made five trips in a day, submitting all the cotton.

"Director Feng, I can come to collect the money tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, you can. Just go directly to Accountant Zhang."

This year Su Yuanyuan earned two thousand eight hundred, and adding her salary, it was three thousand and forty.

"Xiao Su, when are you going to the pesticide factory?" Zhang Haisheng was also very concerned about this, as his family's ten mu could barely produce one hundred pounds of cotton this year.

Without accounting for the seeds, it'd be a loss, but there was no other way.

Su Yuanyuan holding the money, "I don't know yet? I estimate to get some, but not too much since we don't have approval."

Just then, Feng Baoshan came in, "Xiao Su, let me know which day you are going, and I'll head to the city tomorrow to try for approval."

"Director Feng, will you be able to get it?"

"I should. If they don't give it, then they can't pressure me for cotton. How much loss did the farm suffer this year?"

Feng Baoshan's tone carried dissatisfaction.

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "That would be great, but still, please send someone with me since I won't return immediately."

"Xiao Su, you should just go by yourself, and bring the money directly."

Su Yuanyuan thought about it and agreed; it's more convenient and gives her freedom.

When she returned home, she started uprooting corn stalks. At night, she used her space to store them, feeling that her magnificent space had become a storage for rubbish, which was quite a waste of its resources. She kept busy like this until the end of November, having stored away the corn stalks and cotton stalks.

At this point, the Zhao Family had also completed their tasks, and now they began slaughtering pigs, all three of them.

"Yuanyuan, are you not selling the pork?"

Su Yuanyuan shook her head, "Not selling, sending it to the city."

However, she still gave Feng Baoshan five pounds of pork fat and five pounds of lard. She did the same for Ma Changshun. The remaining pork offal she gave to the Zhao Brothers.

The ribs, pig heads, and trotters she stewed herself.

She prepared over three hundred pounds of sausage and bacon. This year she didn't plan to go to Tan Shaoting's, but still prepared everything.

This way, it was already mid-December. She then left with the approval and the farm's five thousand yuan.

There was no need to worry about home since Zhao Yanli was taking care of it.

This time, Feng Baoshan drove her to the city, coinciding with his trip to the city.

"Xiao Su, are you coming back straight with the pesticide truck?"

"Director Feng, you have such confidence in me?"

"Yes, I know you'll get it back.

And your train tickets are kept, and we'll reimburse you when you return."

Su Yuanyuan smiled and nodded, "Great, even the train fare gets reimbursed."

Su Yuanyuan got off at the train station; there was no direct train, and she had to switch at the provincial capital, so she took the earliest train.

This time, she didn't buy a sleeper ticket, but sat in the ordinary compartment.

She was not someone to put herself through discomfort; every meal included a sausage segment.

This attracted a lot of attention.

After alighting, Su Yuanyuan felt someone was following her.

Once outside the train station, she was called out. It turned out to be a young man.

"Comrade, I want to ask if you have any pork for sale?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "I do, but it's quite expensive."

"How much do you have? How much per pound?"

"How much do you want?"

"Two thousand pounds."

"I even have four thousand pounds. Two fifty per pound." Not willing to sell for less.

"Two fifty? That's quite steep. Can't it be lower?"

Su Yuanyuan was not good at bargaining, so she turned and wanted to leave.