Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 404 High Price

  Until he walked out of the grain shop, Yang Heshu looked down at the two strangely, "What are you stupid about?"

  Bai Shanbao grinned, but his head shook like a rattle, and said: "Nothing, I want to go home."

  Man Bao also said, "I want to go home too."

  Shirajiro: "I'm energetic now and don't want to go home anymore."

  Man Bao ignored him and said to Bai Shanbao: "I'm going to buy some meat, and then I will go back."

   "I'll go with you, I also want to buy some meat back."

  Shirajiro pouted unhappily.

  Yang Heshu stopped. He had been to the meat market, which didn’t smell good at all, so he waved goodbye to the three of them, “Then next time you come to the county seat, I’ll take you to my house.”

   "No problem, Master Yang will have a period later."

  Yang Heshu laughed, "There will be a period later. Also, it's okay to read some scripts. You are young now, and you have changed your temperament carefully."

  The three children stuck out their tongues with a guilty conscience, turned and ran.

  Daji silently followed.

  Yang Heshu only then discovered the existence of Daji.

  He couldn't help but squinted his eyes and looked behind him, "I didn't pay attention to the bailiff of the Bai family along the way. Is he a guard?"

  Manda:......You didn't pay attention to him, did you notice me?

  "Master, I asked, he is the family of Master Bai Shan."

   "Jia Ding, that's the guard."

  Man Tian didn’t correct it, and Yang Heshu didn’t take it seriously. Whose family still has few guards?

  Go forward a bit, there is still a part in his house.

  Yang and the back of the book shook his hands back to the county government.

  Man Bao bought meat for the family, so he got together with Bai Shanbao and muttered, of course, Bai Erlang was also pulled in.

  They feel that it is too bad to sell their harvested wheat as grain. Their output is so high and the wheat is so good, it should be sold as wheat seeds.

Daji was riding the carriage, listening to the three children in the carriage discussing how to blow their wheat out, oh no, it was sold... He squinted his eyes comfortably, and simply relaxed a little rein, and let him go. The horse wandered to Qili Village by himself, without driving away.

  The three children agreed that if someone wants to buy a thing, they need to know that it is a good thing.

  So their wheat, oh no, what is the good thing about the wheat seed?

  Manbao has found many advantages, the first and the biggest is the large output!

  Man Baodao: "Our output is twice that of ordinary wheat!"

  Bai Shanbao asked truthfully: "There is no double!"

  "You are so stupid. It is not twice because the fields they grow are not fertile enough, the fertilizer is not enough, and the water is not well watered."

  Bai Shanbao pursed his mouth and said, "Grandma said that good children don't lie."

  Bai Erlang stood on Man Bao’s side and said, “This is not a lie, this is bragging! All sellers are bragging. My father said this is called Wang Po selling melons and boasting.”

  Bai Shanbao couldn’t help but laughed loudly, pointing at Man Bao and yelling, "Wang Po!"

  Man Bao was so angry that he went to beat Bai Erlang, "Call Senior Sister, Call Senior Sister!"

  Bai Erlang was beaten and yelled, "I didn't say that you are the prince, I'm just like that."

  Bai Shanbao laughed so much that his tears were about to come out, and Man Bao started heavier.

  Da Ji outside the car couldn't help laughing.

  In the end, Bai Shanbao was persuaded by the two of them, and asked: "Then, what are the advantages?"

  Manbao copied the notes on wheat species on the mall, saying: "Resistant to floods and droughts, and the plants are tall and strong."

  Bai Shanbao was dumbfounded, "Is that flood resistance or drought resistance?"

   "Two together!"

  "Here, aren't these two opposites? How can they be together?"

  Man Bao thought for a while and said, “It can’t be the opposite. For example, a person who resists floods and droughts means that he will neither be drowned in water nor can he die of thirst without drinking a little water.”

  Bai Shanbao tilted his head for a while, always felt that she was talking about perverted reasoning, but he had no evidence.

  At this time, Mr. Zhuang is eating and drinking at the Bai’s house and Master Bai. The two are talking about the winter wheat that has just been harvested this year.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and asked, "How many catties of wheat can you harvest in Qili Village?"

  "The yield of spring wheat is higher than in previous years. I just don’t know how much rice can be harvested from these fields in the autumn harvest," Mr. Bai said, "After all, the land is thinner."

  "Isn't there a new method of composting in the village? It's better to pile more."

  Master Bai was able to smile and shook his head, “After all, it’s not his own field. The long-term workers always have something to do with them, so fat is not enough.”

  "Have you ever thought of changing the wheat varieties?"

  "Change wheat?"

  Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Master Bai hasn't been to see the harvests of other people in Qili Village, or the land in Daling?"

  Master Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The land has been given to Erlang and the others. I can't keep asking about it, the wheat in the village..."

  Master Bai thought for a while, in fact, he also occasionally walked around in the fields. It seems that the wheat fields in the village are longer than those in his field.

   He asked thoughtfully, "The seeds they use are different from mys?"

  Although the wheat seeds used by each household are basically left behind by their own families, the origins are almost the same. After two or three years, they will go to the grain store to buy a new batch of wheat seeds to test whether they can increase production.

  He often cooperates with the county food shop, but he doesn't know that they have bought new wheat varieties for no reason.

  Mr. Zhuang did not mention this matter again, only smiled at him.

   But Master Bai soon learned.

  Because Bai Erlang, a cheating son, asked him when he was eating dinner, "Father, do you want to buy wheat seeds from us?"

  Master Bai almost immediately thought of what Mr. Zhuang said in the afternoon. He paused and asked, "Where did you get the wheat seeds?"

  "We planted ourselves, and our wheat of more than 20 acres can be used as seeds."

   "So confident?" Master Bai smiled: "Whose wheat seeds are not carefully selected? How can such pieces be threshed and sold after harvest?"

"How could it be impossible? Last year, the people in the village grew winter wheat. They just exchanged the wheat seeds with the wheat in the granary of Manbao's family. They didn't choose them. As a result, you see, whoever's wheat grows better than ours this year. Good, but a good harvest."

"how do you know?"

   "I knew it," Bai Erlang said as expected: "Bai Shan and Zhou Man told me."

  Master Bai asked calmly, "Then did they tell you how much the wheat seeds sold to me?"

  "One hundred and fifty literals in one bucket."

Master Bai almost knocked his job on his head. Mrs. Bai couldn't help but raise her head. Then she looked at her husband and then at her son. She couldn't help but say to her son earnestly, "Erlang, even though that Zhuangzi has yours." One serving, but you can't help outsiders to bully your father."

Bai Erlang became unhappy and said, "I didn't bully my father. This is the price I negotiated with them for a long time. The price for my father is one hundred and fifty cents, and the price for Grandma Liu is also the same. If an outsider wants to buy it, it will take one hundred and eighty writings."

  (End of this chapter)