I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 410: Kick Open with One Foot

And in the blink of an eye, the autumn harvest had arrived.

This year, both North City and Xichuan saw an abundant harvest.

Though it was the first year of rice cultivation in North City, it had also achieved great success.

Qiao Qingyu had handed over all the autumn harvest work here in Xichuan to Wang Laogen and Liu Chengwu.

Liu Chengwu, newly recruited, was currently assisting Wang Laogen, but being an outstanding graduate from this session’s agricultural college, he was committed to developing the agriculture and greening of Xichuan. Several employers in Xichuan, including Lu Ye, had extended offers to him, yet he chose to come to the Tenghai Agricultural Base.

As the business expanded, Wang Laogen, though capable, was often overstretched in many areas. Instead of resisting Liu Chengwu, Wang Laogen welcomed him.

He was a perceptive man, understanding that as Qiao Qingyu’s ventures grew, even with a hundred hands and a hundred heads, he could not handle all the work alone.

Thus, regardless of the newcomer, even if he were to surpass him in a year or two, he accepted it openly.

He trusted that Qiao Qingyu wouldn’t simply cast him aside, as he also had his uses.

Thus, Qiao Qingyu felt very reassured about Xichuan, but she was worried about North City.

The seed production base was nearly completed, and the seeds cultivation device of the same type as the "Space Device" researched by He Xiuyu was also beginning to show results.

Even though He Xiuyu hadn’t completely figured out the properties of the stone, even one-tenth was enough for his current use.

What he needed now was a solution during this final process that had to perform similarly to the Energy Stone, so He Xiuyu was looking for a substitute.

It was impossible to remove the stone from the Space Device.

A call had already been made, and two days before Qiao Qingyu set out, Old Lady He and He Juanjuan had arrived in Xichuan from Beijing.

Since it was the harvest season, Sister-in-law Li was also extremely busy. Xiao Hu had no one to look after him and was left in the care of his young aunt. Li Zhiqiang was hardly seen in a week, and Chu Ying, now tasked with another important job, had no time to pick up Rongrong after school for meals.

Although to Rongrong, the base essentially felt like her home. The pretty and sweet-talking young girl could confidently walk into the canteen or Old Lin and Old Xie’s homes to have a meal.

However, upon hearing this over the phone, Old Lady He took the idly sitting He Juanjuan on a train.

After all, the old grandfather was in good health, and there was a nanny at home, so there was nothing much for her to do. Her mind was always on Qiao Qingyu’s place.

He Xuerong was the eldest child of that family, and as this couple became busier, they felt rather idle on the sidelines, not a fit task for anyone.

Naturally, Qiao Qingyu had no objections. There was nothing to be instructed about, and with the presence of the old lady, both He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu felt relieved.

It was now early August, and Qiao Qingyu had taken a month’s leave this time.

North City had always been our country’s main grain-producing area and a major granary, always having it better than Xichuan over the years, especially now with the introduction of superior corn and rice seeds.

Corn cultivation was second nature to North City, having many years of experience, and the yield this year was still gratifying.

However, it was the first time for rice cultivation. By the time Qiao Qingyu arrived at the Qiao Family Team, many people had already gathered.

The bridge funded by Wu Xiucai that connected Qiao Family Team to Hejia Village was nearing completion, and he had stayed to partake in the ribbon cutting.

He still stayed at the old house.

But now, the Qiao Family Team had changed greatly—they were at least clean now.

The villagers cherished their cement road dearly, never allowing cow or horse manure to soil it. The village had rules that every horse or ox cart must be equipped with a manure catcher.

If anyone broke this rule not only were they punished, but they also had to clean up and pay a fine.

The villagers weren’t afraid of the physical labor or the fee because collected manure could be used to make fertilizer; however, money fines were taken very seriously.

Thus, even though the houses appeared dilapidated, the entire Qiao Family Team was clean and tidy, especially in August when the roadside willow and poplar leaves were lush green, and the garden bloomed with bright colored flowers.

So Wu Xiucai also decided to stay here.

When Qiao Qingyu’s car reached the entrance of the village, he saw He Xiuyu standing there.

Qiao Qingyu stepped off the car and soon found out the purpose of He Xiuyu’s visit, learning that He was in charge of transporting supplies for the logistics of the Southern Border battlefield.

The supplies included specially approved rice and processed corn, for which various agricultural machinery and equipment were also provided.

But He Xiuyu had other matters to attend to and after speaking hurriedly with Qiao Qingyu for a few moments, he climbed aboard a large truck and left.

Qiao Qingyu simply walked.

He wanted to experience the changes happening in the Qiao Family Team.

Qiao Ye, drenched in sweat, ran over when he got the message.

The young girl had blossomed, now dressed in a white coat, shining brightly with confidence, and her hair glossy black.

She took Qiao Qingyu’s handbag and said, "Aunt, knowing you were coming back these days, we were all so anxious. Xiao Cui and Xiao Hua have been waiting at the village entrance every day."

Qiao Qingyu looked around and asked, "Where are they now?"

"Grandma said they had to pick string beans, so she called them both over."

Qiao Qingyu pointed to the handbag, "Carrying it is unnecessary; I really didn’t buy anything for you."

Qiao Ye didn’t mind at all and smiled, "Aunt, it’s enough that you are back, the gifts are not important at all."

Qiao Qingyu stretched her hand and pinched her cheek affectionately, "What a sweet-talker you are."

Just then, a green figure on a bicycle zoomed past them.

The bicycle had canvas bags for newspapers and letters on each side, clearly a post office vehicle.

Suddenly, the cyclist braked hard, stopped, jumped off the bike, and turned back shouting to Qiao Ye, "Qiao Ye, Qiao Mubao’s admission letter has arrived. I am here to deliver it to your family."

The man was a former classmate of Qiao Ye.

Although there was no suspense, it was always a bit unsettling not having the admission letter.

Now in August, the admission letter had long been expected.

Qiao Ye, excited, pulled Qiao Qingyu and ran towards the postman.

Qiao Zhiyuan came from another cement road and grabbed Qiao Ye, "Your aunt is tired from the train ride, why are you dragging her around? Think about what you’re doing."

"Grandpa, the postman has brought Uncle Mu Bao’s admission letter."