There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Seeing that Daddy Cui didn't speak, Daohua thought he didn't understand, and immediately took the ledger in his hand, flipped out the most important pages, and explained it to him one by one.

"Father, let me tell you, if you don't worry, you can try the seeds on a small scale first. If the yield is really higher than ordinary grains during the autumn harvest, you can promote them on a large scale."

"Increasing grain production, grain is a major concern for people's livelihood. Father, if you want the people in Xingzhou City and even further afield to not go hungry, how many people must thank you."

"By the way, there's also" Daohua quickly flipped out the comparison chart she made in the account book: "Father, look at this, I think if you can promote my improved grains, I can continue to improve them. ."

The grains stored by the Yan family were cultivated by the yellow soil with the worst fertility in the space. If the red and black soil were used, the yield would definitely increase.

In order to be less noticeable, though, this has to be done slowly.

As for the current grains, she spent three years in each household in Yanjia Village, and she dared to take it out by playing tricks.

Otherwise, a little girl less than ten years old has improved grain seeds, and it would not be too scary to say it out. She didn't want to get the reputation of a lucky goddess child, and then be stared at by someone with a heart.

There is a saying, what is it called, when things go away, you hide your merit and fame!

Oops, I can't keep thinking about it anymore, and if she thinks about it any more, she will have to be moved by herself.

Yan Zhigao looked at the eldest daughter who was so enthusiastic towards him for the first time, and his expression was slightly uncomfortable.

The eldest daughter looks like this, how does it feel that she values ​​people's livelihood more than him?

"Cough cough!"

Yan Zhi cleared Sangzi, took the ledger from Daohua's hand, put it on the table, and pressed it with his crutches, only then did he speak: "I think this ledger is from two years ago. Don't you write to me and tell me?"

Daohua: "Isn't this afraid that you won't believe it? Besides, I haven't sown the seeds myself, how can I just say this kind of thing!"

Yan Zhigao looked at the eldest daughter and had a new understanding of her again.

He now believed that it was true that both his mother and his wife said that the eldest daughter was measured.

"I'll take the ledger, and I'll take care of the grains." As he spoke, he looked at Yan Zhiqiang, "Third brother, do you have winter wheat grains?"

Xingzhou City grows winter wheat, if possible, he would like to see the effect this year.

Yan Zhiqiang nodded: "Yes, but our family doesn't store a lot of grain seeds. If the elder brother wants to promote it vigorously, he can buy some from the clan. Nowadays, every household in the clan uses rice flowers. What about the cultivated seeds?"

"Third brother!"

Mrs. Li suddenly said, "Don't say that grain seeds are cultivated by rice flowers in front of people in the future."

"Ah?" Yan Zhiqiang was taken aback.

Mrs. Li explained: "Daohua is the daughter of the boudoir. It's good for our own family to know about it, and it's not good to spread it out." These days, women are too powerful, but it's not a good thing.

"Oh!"

Yan Zhiqiang nodded.

After that, Yan Zhigao dragged Yan Zhiqiang to talk about grain and seeds, and he didn't even bother to eat rice.

After dinner, when Daohua was about to go back to her yard, she was stopped by Mrs. Li.

"Mother, do you have something to do with me?"

Mrs. Li touched her daughter's head, took her hand, and walked slowly: "Growing flowers and blooming shops is an elegant thing for my daughter's family. You do it, and my mother does not object."

"But the matter of grain and seeds is related to the people's livelihood, and it is not for your daughter's family to manage. If your improved grain and seeds can really increase the production of the fields, it will be a very big thing, and it may even alarm the emperor. ."

Daohua opened her mouth: "No way, it didn't improve much, just a stone or two."

"A stone or two?" Mrs. Li shook her head. "Don't underestimate this stone. If you encounter a year of famine, I don't know how many lives these grains can save."

Daohua smiled: "Mother, I know your worries, don't worry, my daughter is tossing around at home, as for other matters, I will leave it to my father to deal with."

Anyway, it's enough for my family to know, especially the cheap dad. He has a benefit, so he can't slap her as often as before.

She doesn't want much, she just wants to live a more comfortable life in this family, to be able to do what she wants to do, to have her own ideas, and to not ignore her opinions and do anything about her decisions. Parents' orders cannot be violated.

In fact, since she was promoted to the prefecture of Xingzhou, she could feel that the cheap father's attitude towards her and Mrs. Li has also changed, which is good.

She knew very well that no matter how capable she was, in this patriarchal society in ancient times, as a young lady in her boudoir, if she wanted to live well, she could not do without the support of her father and brother.

Help them and help yourself.

Mrs. Li smiled with relief: "You are smart, you must know that it is not easy for us women to be stronger than men, otherwise, you will not be able to marry!"

Daohua blurted out: "Then I won't marry."

"Snapped!"

Mrs. Li gave Daohua a touch on her forehead, but this time she didn't have much effort.

"Mother~"

Daohua touched her forehead and looked accusingly at Mrs. Li who suddenly hit someone.

Mrs. Li said with a straight face: "You can't talk about nonsense like not getting married in the future."

Daohua nodded sadly.

When it comes to getting married, both Mrs. Li and Mrs. Yan have surprisingly consistent attitudes.

"Then I'm going to find someone I like, you can't just marry me!"

Mrs. Li glared at Daohua: "I just said that I would not marry, and now I have to find it myself, but you are getting better."

Rice Flower: "."

Yan Zhigao attaches great importance to the matter of grain and seeds. It is now at the end of September, and it is the time to plant winter wheat. After getting the grain and seeds from Yan Zhiyuan, he gathered a group of experienced farmers and brought them with him in person. Cultivation on official fields.

Originally, the official fields in the yamen were not so easy to collect and use.

But now, his sons and nephews are all classmates of the little prince, and the officials in the prefectural government are very obedient to his orders. Many things, if he speaks a word, the people under him will do it for him.

It is also because of this that he dares to plant his own grain seeds with confidence and boldness.

If it was in the past, he would have to think hard whether he would be robbed of the credit by others.

In a blink of an eye, it was mid-October.

Wangyue Academy.

The two brothers, Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao, supported each other and returned to their residence.

Yan Wenkai grinned and said, "Oh, I definitely won't be able to move tomorrow!" Today's training was so hard that there was no pain all over the body.

Yan Wentao wondered: "I think the training intensity of the little prince and us is similar, why do they feel like they are much easier than us?"

"That's because after they practice martial arts every day, they take a medicated bath to relieve body pain." Having said this, Yan Wenkai suddenly stopped.

They seem to be able to take medicinal baths too!