In the Liu family's main house, Father Liu stood at the door of the warehouse, not knowing how the culture fluids were sold or how they were used. At this moment, Liu Yulian came back.

"Fifty coins a jar," Liu Yulian said. "After diluting, this jar can be used for one mu of land. Use it three times, back and forth. Depending on when the crops mature, three uses for one mu of land is sufficient. But after opening, you have to seal it tightly. If not, the effect may not be as good."

"Why is it so expensive?" Everyone was shocked. "Five cents can buy a pound of meat. Fifty cents means ten pounds of meat."

You know, for an ordinary family, it is good enough if they can save a few taels of silver in a year.

"But if you use this culture medium, your wheat will grow better and the harvest will at least double," Liu Yulian said, "or even more, as long as you take good care of it. Also, if it's not much, you can always come to us for a refund. We're all from the same village, so how can you run away?"

"Can I buy on credit?" someone asked.

"We can't sell everything on credit. We have to pay at least half!" Liu Yulian wasn't stupid. They had only been here a short time. If they sold everything on credit, would they still be able to make any money?

Don't think you're a fool. Liu Yulian didn't avoid these people using the culture medium. She thought they would know the benefits of the culture medium and start using it. Then the grain yields of the people nearby would increase, and with more food, she would have more persuasive power. Then, if she handed the culture medium formula to the court, the court would naturally believe it.

Otherwise, if Liu Yulian foolishly handed it over, who would believe her? Others would think she was a fool. And those wheat seeds also needed to be optimized. Only after optimization could the yield be higher.

Liu Yulian was mainly thinking about developing food crops first so that everyone could have enough to eat. That was the most important thing. Often, wars broke out mainly because the people had no food, were hungry, and had to pay taxes to the court.

During years of disaster, the imperial court might not necessarily reduce taxes, and might even increase them. This would make life even more difficult for the people. Since food is the most important thing for the people, it would be better to develop agriculture. Once agriculture is well developed, we can then discuss other things.

"This culture medium was originally colorless, but it was changed to blue to prevent others from replacing it with water," Liu Yulian said frankly. "The wheat is growing now, so anyone interested can take a look."

Father Liu looked at his daughter speaking eloquently and thought that she had grown a lot in a short time.

"Yes, pay half." Father Liu said firmly, not backing down. This amount of money was nothing to them before. But now they have to keep an eye on it, they are poor.

When many people heard that it cost fifty cents per pool, they began to back out.

"I'll buy ten jars!" Widow Zhang arrived with money. She had already visited the wheat fields of the Liu family's main branch and other fields. The crops there were indeed growing better. Her family had some money, so she was willing to take the lead in giving it a try.

Widow Zhang has six or seven acres of land at home, and she is now planting wheat on it, waiting for the harvest.

The land in the northwest is not good, and sometimes the harvest is very poor. Even after the harvested grain is handed over to the court, it is not enough to eat.

Widow Zhang actually hopes that the harvest from those fields can really double. After all, she has many sons in the family. If she lets them work more, the money will be earned back quickly.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. If they gave it to you for free, would you dare to use it?" Widow Zhang looked at the others. "If you're afraid of losing money now, just wait. Wait until other people buy it, and then you can look at what others have. You can still buy it next year."

It’s just a one-year wait, some families may still be able to wait.

It's true, if you don't pay anything, you will get nothing.

Widow Zhang said this deliberately, then looked at her son. She took out a copper coin to pay for the entire shift. She was not afraid that the people from the Liu family's eldest branch would cheat. If they dared to cheat, then they would not be able to live in this village anymore.

Widow Zhang was older and already had grandchildren. She thought that the Liu family's eldest branch still had some ability, and that these people had read so many books, so perhaps they had learned a lot from them, so these culture media might really be good.

If the culture medium is not good and the production is really reduced, she has so many sons and grandchildren. Wouldn't it be enough for them to just rush to the Liu family and force them to compensate them?

There are so many people at home, what is there to be afraid of?

Widow Zhang wasn't afraid anyway. She'd previously seen the eldest daughter of the Liu family selling embroidery pieces, and they were so beautiful she couldn't bear to blink. Those pieces would surely fetch a good sum, so as long as the Liu family had some tricks up their sleeve, they could afford to pay for the damages.

"What if there's a reduction in production?" Some people hesitated, wondering if there was a reduction in production, would the Liu family compensate them?

"Then I suggest you wait until after my wheat harvest." Liu Yulian didn't make any promises. Everything was risky. What if a sudden strong wind blew and buried the wheat field?

These force majeure risks must also be taken into consideration.

"If it can double, you can have a peaceful New Year, what's wrong with that?" Liu Yulian said, "You can try one acre of land, too. We don't force you to buy it. Don't forget, you're the ones buying it, we didn't ask you to come."

Liu Yulian didn't want to waste time on them. This kind of culture medium wasn't that easy to get. Even if the imperial court had the formula, it would be difficult for them to prepare so much culture medium on a large scale all at once. By then, every place might not have enough culture medium at first, so it would be gradually popularized.

This kind of popularization also takes time and it is impossible for everything to be available all at once.

"Go, go, go! Anyone not buying anything can go back." Widow Zhang waved her hand. "I still need my son to move some things. If you stand here, blocking the way, and something gets knocked over, will you compensate me?"

Widow Zhang had always been rather aggressive and fierce. Seeing how aggressive she was, the others all gave way to her.

After Widow Zhang, two or three more families came to buy, and there were no more.

Liu Yulian didn't care whether more people bought it or not. She would wait until the harvest came, and then people would buy it. There was no need to rush now. Good wine needs no bush.

Widow Zhang's family didn't have that much land, so she sold so many jars mainly to send two to her parents' family so they could try it out. She didn't dare to sell more, fearing that if it didn't work out, her brother and sister-in-law would really tear her apart.

After Widow Zhang's son brought all the culture medium back home, the eldest son of the Zhang family said, "There's so much, we can't just leave it all in the yard, right?"

"Why put them in the yard? Of course they're locked up." Widow Zhang rolled her eyes. "Put them all in my room. They're not big jars. Each jar weighs less than ten pounds. Where else do you want to put them?"

A jar costs fifty cents. What if a daughter-in-law takes the culture medium back to her parents' home?

What if the blind people knock over these jars?

"Go and take two jars to your uncle's house," said Widow Zhang.

"Where is my second uncle?" asked the eldest son of the Zhang family.

"What are you thinking? Your second uncle is so cautious that he wouldn't dare use it even if you gave it to him." Widow Zhang knew what kind of people her relatives were. "Hurry up and plant the culture medium in the fields before it rains tonight."

Widow Zhang urged them on, but these people were dilly-dallying and had no cleverness at all.

The eldest son of the Zhang family didn't dare to say anything else. He could only put the things in the backpack and go to deliver them to his uncle. His uncle lived in the next village, not this one, and he had to walk. It would probably be very late when he returned.

But his mother didn't care whether they were tired or not. His mother said that the culture medium had to be added tonight, so it had to be added.

Liu Yulian didn't know that Widow Zhang was so capable. She didn't expect these people to believe in the benefits of the culture medium. She just wanted to wait.

When the village chief learned that Widow Zhang had bought ten jars at once, he was shocked. The village chief's family hadn't bought any yet, and he didn't know if the thing would work. Anyone who has taken care of crops knows that sometimes the crops grow well but don't bear fruit.

The crops in the Liu family's large farmland are growing well, but it's uncertain whether they will produce much fruit.

The village chief was surnamed Zhang, but he was not the clan leader, so he went to ask the clan leader if he wanted to buy that thing.

"Those who are not so short of food at home can give it a try." The clan leader is old and has great prestige in the clan. He is mainly responsible for managing clan affairs. "See if other things can be used?"

Although the clan leader is not the village chief, and there are people with other surnames in the village, if Clan Leader Zhang speaks, most people in the village will listen to him, and the other few people will naturally be afraid.

"They're different crops, but the culture medium is slightly different." The village chief didn't quite understand. "But it still has some effect, I heard."

"Let's play it safe and wait." The patriarch took a puff of his cigarette.

"..." The village chief was helpless, wondering what he should do. Shouldn't he buy two jars and give it a try?

When the other three branches of the Liu family learned of the eldest branch's actions, they simply refused to believe that the eldest branch could possess such a high-quality culture medium. If such a high-quality culture medium had truly been available and handed over to the imperial family much earlier, the Liu family might still be a marquisate, perhaps even rising to a higher level, and would not have fallen into exile.

Therefore, the other three branches of the Liu family did not even think about spreading any culture medium.

"Can this culture medium be given to you as a gift?" asked Aunt Chai from the third branch of the Liu family.

Aunt Chai never liked to suffer a loss, so she thought she could give it a try for free. They didn't know how to farm, so they didn't even plow the soil properly before scattering the seeds. Naturally, the wheat seedlings in their fields didn't grow as well, far worse than those in the main house.

"Now that the family is divided, brothers have to settle accounts openly." Mother Liu said with a cold face. These people divided the family property quickly, and each of them wanted to build a house and so on. She knew that they had hidden a lot of silver.

When these people were dividing the silver, they knew they were going to divide the public money. Wasn't that the silver that Liu Mu had hidden? Liu Mu thought she hadn't treated them badly when she was the Marquis's wife. But now that her son had a leg problem, these people were eager to leave as soon as possible.

"Sister, why are you so..."

"Get lost." At this moment, Mrs. Xie rushed out with a broom. "You black-hearted bastards, when something bad happens, you run away, and when there's something to gain, you reach out. Ah, bah, you bastards."

Seeing how vicious Xie was, Aunt Chai ran away. These people were truly too ruthless. She wanted to see what the eldest wife could come up with.