After digging up a few sprouts, Jiang Yue said, "It's a little troublesome to plant this. When the time comes, we'll have to make ridges on the barren land, one by one. It's best if there are two large ridges so that people can walk through the ridges and pick the strawberries in the future."
"You can also ask our family to help you with this. The earlier we plant it, the better." Xue Yan said without raising her head while digging.
"True," Jiang Yue agreed.
"By the way, " Xue Yan thought of something, "How many fruits will it bear in the end?"
"I'm going to plant high-yield strawberries," Jiang Yue said. "One strawberry seedling can bear about eight fruit, so eight thousand strawberry seedlings per acre can bear about six thousand fruits."
6000?
No matter how big their stomachs were, they could never finish such a big batch.
