I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 149: But He Is Indeed Noble

Qiao Qingyu nodded in agreement, she wasn’t foolish, the family quarters at the base housed all sorts of people; she couldn’t possibly drive her tractor through town daily and show off.

However, it was indeed convenient.

Lunchtime was approaching, and both Rongrong and Xiao Hu had completed their tasks. Although there was slight damage, it was not a big issue, Qiao Qingyu gave each of them five cents.

Xiao Hu excitedly put the five cents into his bag and eagerly asked Qiao Qingyu, "Aunt Qiao, can I come dig grass this afternoon too?"

"No, not this afternoon; Aunt Qiao has things to do, I’ll bring you along tomorrow..."

After giving a few instructions to Mr. Qian, Qiao Qingyu drove the tractor, rumbling along with He Xiuyu and the two kids back to the family quarters.

She had already become very skilled at operating the tractor, had figured out where to park it too, right at the Breeding Laboratory in Zone 5.

He Xiuyu jumped off the tractor and opened the double doors.

Qiao Qingyu drove the tractor in, and as she got off, she looked around and said, "I need to build a shed here, if it rains the tractor will get wet."

He Xiuyu responded, "Don’t worry about it, Old Xie will build it for you."

With a bright smile, Qiao Qingyu cheerfully asked, "Have you been busy with this these days?"

"Not really, just during my spare time."

No wonder he hadn’t come back for nearly a week.

He must have been tinkering with the tractor. freёnovelkiss.com

"Is this a tractor from the Yushu County Mechanical Factory? How did you get it here? I hope you didn’t have to pay for it?" Qiao Qingyu asked, curious.

"No, I delivered the blueprints personally to the factory and signed an agreement. To thank the Tenghai Research Base for its support, Yu Factory Director decided, after consulting his superiors, to donate this tractor to your Breeding Laboratory," He Xiuyu explained calmly, without any hint of seeking praise.

"So, do I need to register it? Can I drive it to the county or to Xichuan?"

He Xiuyu glanced at Qiao Qingyu with amusement and playfully countered, "What do you think?"

Tractors weren’t allowed on the main roads of the county or on some main roads in Xichuan.

Qiao Qingyu laughed, "How can I thank you?"

She regretted asking that instant.

Sometimes He Xiuyu was unpredictable, and some of his responses could be overwhelming.

But this time Qiao Qingyu guessed wrong.

He Xiuyu’s brow unfurled, seeing Qiao Qingyu so happy with the modified tractor was expected, but still very satisfying and gratifying to witness.

He said, "Make me something delicious for lunch."

"What do you want to eat? There’s only one egg at home, and we’ve been out of meat for a while."

"Isn’t there a pepper growing in your wooden box? Fry some potato slices with it for me," He Xiuyu’s voice was leisurely.

"It only has one, and it hasn’t grown big yet."

He Xiuyu’s eyes darkened slightly; he loved eating peppers, a meal wasn’t complete without some spice. He had even stealthily smelled it one day; the potent aroma was overwhelming, and although it was still small, he had wanted to bite into it right there, allowing the spicy sensation to fill his entire mouth and invigorate him.

Seeing the look on He Xiuyu’s face, Qiao Qingyu felt a bit sorry for him.

Calling He Xiuyu great might seem exaggerated, but he truly was noble.

Just like the vast majority at the base, determinedly coming to the impoverished Northwest for the dream of a strong country.

They weren’t afraid of hardship or fatigue, willingly giving everything they had.

Even if each day it was just cornbread with pickles, they relished it.

Such was the situation at the base at the moment.

Winter stored vegetables had run out.

The only green vegetable was the cabbage provided from Qiao Qingyu’s laboratory.

But it could only be eaten once every half month.

After all, there were thousands of mouths to feed.

The forty-five acres of cabbage field really weren’t enough to fill the gaps between the teeth.

And some had to be reserved for seeds, the rest was left as winter cabbage.

The base had also established a supply and marketing cooperative, but currently, there were no greenhouses in Xichuan, and the ground vegetables had not yet ripened. Even if there were vegetables to eat, there was no meat, and oil was scarce.

For some reason, the pork supply had suddenly become extremely tight.

Each person only got half a jin of meat per month, which meant, even at Mr. He’s home, they could only have one jin of meat per month. Qiao Qingyu previously did not like to eat meat, she wouldn’t even touch fried chicken legs because she wanted a balanced diet and to maintain her figure, and besides, decades later, chicken legs and duck legs would be as common as pickles today.

No, even some of the pickles were more expensive than chicken legs.

But since Qiao Qingyu had come here, she hadn’t even had chicken meat.

When she returned to Qiao Family Team, besides having a few meals of sour cabbage and oil dumplings, she really hadn’t eaten any meat.

It wasn’t for lack of money, there was simply nowhere to buy it.

In the spring, Harvest Commune had been hit by avian flu, and later although various teams started to raise chickens again, they were only half-grown chicks.

Even if they were slaughtered, there was hardly any meat to eat.

So, life only felt difficult when spoken about.

Qiao Qingyu felt that perhaps she should build a pig farm or a chicken farm.

Then the question arose, what would she feed them?

Pigs and chickens needed grain to grow meat and lay eggs.

So, ultimately, only when grain production increased could there be surplus feed for raising pigs and chickens...

Thinking this, Qiao Qingyu decisively waved her hand and agreed, "Alright, I’ll pick some later and make you stir-fried potatoes with chili peppers for lunch."

He Xiuyu instantly beamed with joy, and Qiao Qingyu thought to herself, look how simple this person is, a dish of stir-fried potatoes with chili peppers could make him so happy.

If the He Family knew, they would probably feel very distressed.

She didn’t know He Xiuyu liked eating chili peppers when she was planting vegetables, but growing more chili peppers wasn’t a problem because she also loved them.

Qiao Qingyu turned and took another look at her tractor.

From now on, she was going to be the most outstanding one in the base’s family compound.

...

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was early July.

The greening project at Tenghai Research Base was in full swing.

Now in the desert area north of the base, five hundred li from the wind sandy belt, the barley grass had already grown ten centimeters tall.

From a distance, it stretched to the horizon; if one didn’t consider the desolate scenery on the other side, one might think it was a prairie.

Old Wei and Old Xie had sought out Qiao Qingyu several times. With no choice, she had gone to the thousand acres of wasteland she once wanted to contract for a field inspection, and even obtained quite a bit of data. She and Director Xie discussed again, and thought it was a pity to plant barley grass on this plot, but it was too late for thousand silk hemp.

Then she decided to plant autumn turnips there.

These were a type of green turnip that could grow to forty centimeters, each weighing over five jin on average.

They had specific soil requirements, but the thousand acres of land had previously been cultivated with millet. Even if part of the soil was disqualified due to desertification, the autumn and winter variety of green turnip seeds had a yield of eighteen thousand jin per acre. Even if halved, it could yield nine thousand jin per acre. It required three jin of seeds per acre. She had the seed station in Ning’an County send her a thousand jin of green turnip seeds, and through Lu Ye and the Agricultural Station in Yushu County, she managed to get five thousand jin...