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Seventh Grandma shook her head, "I just love that sticky fried rice."

Song Tan was not fussy, "All right, after we've leased the mountain land next year and have more fields, we'll plant whatever we want to eat."

"We could even plant two mu of millet."

"And wheat, we should plant more this winter."

"Right, Seventh Uncle, there are also sorghum and corn planted at the foot of the back mountain. If you don't feel like eating coarse grains, we can use them to brew alcohol."

"Sure!"

Grain alcohol, especially home-brewed, Seventh Uncle absolutely adored it!

He nodded continuously, "Look at you, if I had known you had this knack for farming, I would've lent you some capital when you first leased Bags Mountain. With a bit more from me, you could've leased even more."

Song Tan smiled, "That wouldn't do."

Not to mention, initially investing 60,000 yuan from their own family savings for farming, she could hear Song Sancheng and his wife sighing all night.