Lin Xiaofu didn't do anything, just watched Zhao Zicheng and the village chief finish measuring the land.

In the end, it was more than three acres, which is about nearly a cent more.

So Lin Xiaofu immediately asked for a little less, and she could grow something else.

"The amount is all over, and it's hard to reduce it anywhere."

Lin Antai is naturally not willing to reduce, and a little more land can produce a lot of tea.

"It's okay if you don't reduce it, but my family has little land, at least let me plant some other crops in this tea field in the future."

Lin Xiaofu is a shrewd person, and seeing that the village chief is not happy, it is naturally difficult to say anything, but he immediately changed his plan and made a request.

"Don't worry, just plant some corn, soybeans or something, it will not affect the planting of tea, even if our tea is not picky, but it will not bring losses to the village."

Lin Xiaofu saw that the village chief was silent, and immediately said again.

The tea fields in the village are also interplanted with corn or something, and the annual output is quite abundant.

She originally wanted to wait for the tea trees to grow stable, so she would plant some secretly, and the village naturally didn't say anything.

After all, it's not that you can't plant.

But wouldn't it be better to take the opportunity to make it clear now that there is less rituals in the future?

When Lin Antai heard this, he made eye contact with the other three elders, so he nodded and agreed.

"Okay, no matter what you plant, in short, the tea trees have to survive and have a yield, if you can't pick the tea this year, I will hold on to the money and not give it."

"Hehe, the tea leaves must be picked, but no one can guarantee how much they can pick in the first year, I can only say that I will use my father's tea planting experience to do my best to grow it."

"But I also asked the village to protect the things I planted, after all, my things were stolen is small, and I am afraid that someone will steal it easily, and even pick the tea leaves."

"Again, please also ask the village to take pity on our orphans and widows, and after the first two rounds of tea picking, we can pick some of the residual tea in the back."

"After all, renting land and giving money according to the tea season is just for us to have food to live, my younger brother still has to go to school, and my younger sister has to get married, if you get some coarse tea to sell, it is also a source of livelihood."

Coarse tea, naturally, is the elder who picks the leftover tea leaves, and it is definitely not easy to sell it for money, and the tea merchants will not ask for it, so most of the people in the village will not pick it.

However, in order to harvest as much as possible and reduce losses, the village will also try to pick the light as carefully as possible.

But Lin Xiaofu still said this, hoping that when the time comes, she is afraid that there will be a chance, she said it today, there will be a chance.

If you don't say it, you're likely to be taken away.

When the villagers come to pick tea, they can pick back the residual leaves and thick leaves after obtaining the consent of the steward.

But most of them make their own tea and drink it at home.

Lin Xiaofu clearly said that she might be able to sell it for a small amount of money, but she was afraid that the village would only give her a few catties of share.

She wants to sell it for a small amount of money, of course, and she wants to pick it all.

"Okay, if there is any residual tea at that time, you can pick it." Lim Antai cautiously gave a promise.

If there is any residual tea......

Lin Xiaofu didn't care about this meaning when he heard this, but smiled and saluted and thanked him.

In front of the village chief and the three elders, it is a big harvest to be able to get the promise of interplanting and picking residual tea.

Soon after finishing work, Lin Xiaofu took Zhao Zicheng's hand and walked very slowly.

Because she had another thing to say, Zhao Changlu asked her about tea.

"The tea that my father wants, I'm afraid it's not your residual tea, don't agree, don't have a deep grudge at that time."

Zhao Zicheng immediately refused when he heard it.