Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 94 - : 94. The Benefits of Excavators_1

Chapter 94: 94. The Benefits of Excavators_1

Young people dealing with young people, acting with resolute and swift efficiency is just the basic quality.

By noon that day, before everyone knocked off work, Song Tan’s contract was already signed. The first payment of seventy thousand yuan was transferred into the designated account, and at lunch, she announced:

“Dad, the whole side of the back mountain is ours now. Let’s get people started on tidying it up this afternoon.”

The so-called tidying up entailed laying a road surface before the excavator entered the site, clearing those large, overlapping vines and branches, etc.

Zhang Yanping thought for a moment, then took out his phone to flip through a video, “Tantan, why don’t you try spending a bit more money? There’s this brand-new bulldozer now that can be mounted on the front end of the excavator’s bucket—look how efficient it is when this machine starts!”

In the video, an excavator was outfitted with a strange contraption at its forefront, which barely touched the small trees ahead before swiftly sawing through their trunks and large swathes of vines, then the machine’s grinding plates pulled them in, crushing them into debris.

...

Whatever it touched, it toppled with ease, clearing everything in an instant.

Song Sancheng also came over to watch the video and was immensely impressed!

However, after some thought, he still rejected the idea:

“No, no, that won’t do.”

“Yanping, it’s not that I’m stingy with money, but you don’t understand—there are usually several old graves on the mountains in the countryside, with grass growing as high as trees.”

The villagers were clearly accustomed to these graves.

Some were known to belong to particular families, some might be related to their own ancestors, and others could not be traced at all.

But obviously, the time hadn’t passed to the extent of being exaggerated; at the very least, the grave mounds were still there.

“Originally, it wasn’t popular to build an extra layer of cement around the old graves; they were all piled up with yellow soil. Grass grows quickly and fiercely on top of them so that when wild grass proliferates and vines crawl, it’s impossible to make out the graves.”

“This machine is powerful, but if it just whirrs and turns, and ends up digging up people’s old graves, wouldn’t that be committing a sin?”

Read 𝓁at𝙚st chapters at ƒrēenovelkiss.com Only.

Song Sancheng, as a native villager, held this matter in high regard.

Zhang Yanping was also stunned—he truly hadn’t thought of this.

But the machine was indeed very efficient, and Song Tan was reluctant to give it up.

After thinking it over, she also asked a key question, “Dad, does the village still have enough strong laborers to tidy up the wasteland within a week?”

Don’t be fooled, twenty acres of wasteland might not seem like much when mentioned in regards to someone else’s garden, but when it comes to actual work, it’s boundless.

An excavator’s bucket could dig up a tree root, while several big guys would pant and groan for half an hour.

Song Tan did the math, even if they hired twenty people, to get the land completely turned over would take at least a month.

Song Sancheng also started to worry: that many people… well, they truly didn’t have them.

But Song Tan already had a solution in mind, “Brother Yanping, how much will it cost if we add this equipment?”

Zhang Yanping, who was always meticulous in his preparations, had clear terms, “It’s the same price, 600 a day. In two days, we can clean up the surface, and then we’ll charge the regular rate for digging into the mountain.”

“But if we do this, it will take a week to get the wasteland cleaned up.”

Song Tan was already quite satisfied.

Without this machine, the villagers would have to work for a week or so before the excavator could even make a dent on the surface.

Song Tan made a prompt decision, “Brother Yanping, contact them to come over tonight or tomorrow morning; we’ll provide food and accommodation.”

Then she said to Song Sancheng, “Dad, since there might be old graves on the mountain, why don’t you call a few more people this afternoon to go up and separately mark the graves’ locations, and, while you’re at it, lay a road from beside the street to facilitate the excavator’s entry into the mountain.”

No need for a long stretch, just a short section to connect the village road and the wasteland, so the excavator could enter the site smoothly to begin with.

“Wait until the excavator starts working tomorrow morning, Dad, then you arrange for someone to follow behind the excavator, and collect all the debris like weeds and shrubs that are dug up to one side,”

“When digging starts, it’s the same; the tree roots and rocks that are dug up need people to help move them to the side.”

Song Sancheng calculated the process in his mind and found no issues, except for the cost.

A moment’s reflection: even if we don’t hire an excavator, manual labor is still expensive! We’re not in a time when strength comes cheap anymore.

“Okay!”

With bellies full of food and drink and tomorrow’s work arranged, everyone dispersed in high spirits, filled with a boundless fighting spirit.

Wu Lan even discussed with Song Tan, “For the wasteland we’re clearing, let’s keep planting tea; tea makes the most money.”

Song Tan rejected the idea outright, “No, let’s not.”

She always remembered why she came back to the countryside: staples, beverages, vegetables, meat, fruit.

Now they had the first four, and only fruit was yet to be started. Therefore, the newly contracted wasteland must be used to grow fruit.

True to her original intentions, she was clearly doing the right thing.

But Wu Lan wasn’t wrong either; since tea could fetch a good price, planting more of it was reasonable.

Song Tan could only console, “Mom, when something becomes too common, its price is bound to drop. We need to plant tea, but it will be years before it grows.”

“By that time, if the market is flooded with good tea, the price will surely fall.”

Wu Lan also felt regretful, “Right… I was just thinking that since tea plants aren’t tall, we could plant some other trees or something.”

In her heart, Song Tan thought: tea plants might not be tall, but they have high demands. If we plant trees above them, wouldn’t that shade reduce their yield?

She reassured, “Don’t worry, we’ll intercrop some other things among the trees later, you won’t lose money.”

Soon enough, Lao Song’s family realized that ever since they signed that contract, there hadn’t been a single day without expenses on their ledger.

In this affair, Zhang Yanping had clearly become the biggest winner.

That afternoon, after the villagers had briefly cleaned up the wasteland, the young man who had been eager for work and had operated his bulldozer solo rushed over.

He was indeed a reliable person.

Upon arrival, he went first to inspect the worksite.

In the end, he found no significant trees, and this family seemed quite reasonable—they weren’t difficult or unreasonably demanding clients…

The young man’s skin was dark from the sun, and at that moment, he was holding Zhang Yanping’s hand, thanking him profusely.

And in the evening, when he tasted the first bite of Lao Song’s family’s unique food, he was nearly moved to tears.

The hardships of a young single man with no cooking skills were indescribable.

As Song Tan was organizing honey orders sold in the group chat today, she accidentally overheard their conversation:

“Brother Yanping, you really are my own brother.”

“If I knew the food here was this good, I would have come to help out yesterday afternoon.”

Zhang Yanping laughed, “How would you help out? Operate the excavator for free for half a day?”

The young man gave a bashful smile:

“No way, we still have to charge for what’s due. I mean I would have gone straight to the fields to help them for half a day.”