"Yes." Xiong Da smiled, revealing his big white teeth. "Ever since Master Dai came and taught us the method of increasing grain production, our grain has been increasing."
"If we follow what Master Dai does, we can really increase grain production significantly!"
"Huh?" the man next to him muttered, "We all studied together, so why is my family's still worse than yours?"
"Did you secretly seek Master Dai's advice?"
Xiongda smiled helplessly, "How dare I?"
"Master Dai is already so tired. If I continue to disturb him, the village chief will beat me to death!"
"My father would kill me too."
"I just review what Mr. Dai said every day. I take notes and then implement it according to what he said."
“It’s getting better and better.”
"So that's how it is." The person next to him asked him, "Can you teach me?"
"Of course we can, we are all Yuan people!" Xiong Dahan smiled, "What's more, this is given to us by the emperor."
"It's not mine."
The person next to him patted his shoulder and said, "You kid."
“Courageous.”
Yinniang and Shaoyao were stunned.
What did they just hear?
A way to increase food production?!
Oh my god!
This is a headache for almost every country!
The Yuan Dynasty has actually overcome this problem?
An Zhenjiang checked into the room and walked out to see them standing there blankly. He was very confused and asked, "Why haven't you gone to buy food yet?"
"What are you standing here in a daze for?"
Yinniang told him the conversation she had just heard. Because the two people's stalls were not far from them, An Zhenjiang could also see the amount of food that person had, which was indeed a lot.
An Zhenjiang thought for a moment, and he walked over and asked, "Brother, how much do you sell your rice for?"
Xiongda mentioned a price, and An Zhenjiang was stunned. "So cheap?"
"It's not cheap." Xiongda said, "We used to sell it at this price."
"In the Yuan Kingdom, we have always sold at this price. Every household has seen an increase in grain production. We originally wanted to lower the price, but the Emperor wouldn't allow it."
"The Emperor said that since everyone in the town attended the lecture together, everyone in the town knows how to increase grain production, so no one is short of food. The people who really come to buy grain are people from other countries."
"For people from other countries, they can naturally earn more..."
Before he could finish his words, the person next to him covered his mouth with his hands, "Oh my God, are you a tiger?"
"You told others this kind of business secret!"
Xiongda blinked, huh?
Is this something that cannot be said?
An Zhenjiang: ...
He really, it was not unfair at all that he lost to Emperor Dewu!
He asked himself if he was good enough to the people of Anguo, but compared with Emperor Dewu, he was really far behind!
"Well, this is our price. It's already the lowest price. If you want to buy it, we will sell it to you. If you want to buy our method to increase grain production, then we won't sell it to you!"
The people are not fools. If grain production increases in every country, how can they sell their grain?
Therefore, since the increase in grain production, most people have united against the outside world. There were a few confused ones, but they were all cleaned up by the villagers.
That person wanted to sell the method of increasing grain production to people in other countries, just to cut off their source of income!
How could they allow this to happen?
"I'll buy it!" An Zhenjiang bought some. He wanted to see if the rice was really good.
Or is it just that the quantity is large but the quality is poor.
When An Zhenjiang returned to them with food, they were eating candy together. Yinniang handed him one and said, "I have to say, the candy made by the people of Yuan Kingdom is really delicious."
"Is it because they are happy?"
They seem to love this job.
"Yes." An Zhenjiang sighed, "Living in a country like this, it's hard not to be happy!"
"Let's go back and cook this rice for later."
An Zhenjiang really wanted to know whether the rice was really good.
As he spoke, he walked towards the inn. Yinniang was also very curious, so she followed him. Seeing that his parents had serious expressions, An Yichuang stopped clamoring to go out and play, and obediently followed Shaoyao. The two of them followed together.
An Zhenjiang handed the rice to the chef and said, "Please help us steam this rice later."
When the chef saw his bag of rice, he was delighted and asked, "Did you buy it in our town?"
"Yes." An Zhenjiang nodded. "How did you know?"
"Hi." The chef smiled. "I receive guests like you almost every day."
"How could I not know?"
"Okay, I'll steam it for you right away. Don't leave. Just watch me steam it here, or you'll think I've switched things up."
The chef has also encountered such a thing. "I met a person before who asked me to help steam rice. I steamed it, and he enjoyed it. But he thought I had swapped his rice."
"Oh, this is annoying. So, you'd better just watch from here."
"So that you won't suspect me of switching the bag later."
An Zhenjiang smiled and said, "Okay, to prevent any trouble, I'll just watch from here."
The chef nodded, poured the rice into a ladle in front of him, washed the rice, poured it into the pot, added water and steamed it directly.
"It will be alright in a moment."
An Zhenjiang nodded.
After waiting for a while, the aroma of rice wafted out of the pot, and An Zhenjiang swallowed unconsciously.
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