Chu Qingzhi arrived at the wasteland, having been too busy to visit the day before.
"Third brother, when you go to the county city later, please tell Xiao Chen to come and help us."
Xiao Chen was the leader of the beggars, a young man around seventeen or eighteen years old. Chu Xuhua didn't know what his abilities were, but all the beggars listened to him.
"Okay," Chu Xuhua agreed, knowing that the family was no longer short of money, so there was no need for everyone to work so hard.
Chu Qingzhi squatted down and picked up a handful of soil, grinding it in her hand.
It was very dry, crumbling into sand easily upon squeezing. Indeed, the soil was barren with little nutrients. Before planting anything, it needed to be fertilized, and a trench had to be dug to bring water from a distant source.
Chu Qingzhi stood up and looked around, quickly determining a route for the trench. Once Xiao Chen and his group arrived, they could start digging.
