Chapter 405 High Price
Only after they left the grain store did Yang Heshu look down at the two of them in surprise, "What are you laughing at?"
Bai Shanbao grinned, but shook his head like a rattle, and said, "Nothing, I want to go home."
Manbao also said: "I want to go home too."
Bai Jilang: "I'm refreshed now and don't want to go home."
Manbao ignored him and said to Bai Shanbao, "I'm going to buy some meat and then go back."
"I'll go with you. I want to buy some meat too."
Bai Erlang pouted unhappily.
Yang Heshu stopped walking. He had been to the market where meat was sold, and the smell there was not pleasant at all, so he waved goodbye to the three people and said, "Next time you come to the county town, I will take you to my house."
"No problem, see you later, Lord Yang."
Yang Heshu laughed, "See you later. Also, don't read too many storybooks if you have nothing to do. You are still young, be careful not to change your temperament."
The three children stuck out their tongues guiltily, turned around and ran away.
Daji followed silently.
Only then did Yang Heshu discover Daji's existence.
He couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked behind him. "I didn't notice this servant of the Bai family all the way. Is he a guard?"
Manda: ...You didn't notice him, but did you notice me?
"Master, I asked, he is the servant of Master Bai Shan."
"House servants, that's the guards."
Wan Tian didn't correct him, and Yang Heshu didn't take it to heart. After all, every family has a few servants and guards, right?
Going further back, his family has more troops.
Yang Heshu walked back to the county government office with his hands behind his back.
Manbao bought some meat for the family, and then he and Bai Shanbao gathered together to chat in whispers, and of course he also dragged Bai Erlang into it.
They felt that it was a loss to sell the wheat they harvested as grain. Their yield was so high and the wheat was so good, it should be sold as wheat seeds.
Daji drove the carriage and listened to the three children in the carriage discussing how to blow their wheat out, oh no, to sell it... He squinted his eyes comfortably, loosened the reins a little, and let the old horse sway to Qili Village by itself without driving it.
The three children all agreed that if people want to buy something, they must know that it is a good thing.
So what's so good about their wheat, oh no, wheat seeds?
Manbao has found many advantages. The first and biggest one is the large output!
Manbao said: "Our yield is twice that of ordinary wheat!"
Bai Shanbao said matter-of-factly, "Not twice as much!"
"You're so stupid. The reason they didn't get twice as much is because the fields they planted weren't fertile enough, they didn't give enough fertilizer, and they didn't water them properly."
Bai Shanbao pursed his lips and said, "Grandma said that good children don't lie."
Bai Erlang stood beside Manbao and said, "That's not lying, that's bragging! Everyone who sells things has to brag. My father says it's like Wang Po bragging about her melons."
Bai Shanbao couldn't help but burst into laughter, pointing at Manbao and shouting, "Po Wang!"
Man Bao was so angry that he went to beat Bai Erlang, "Call me Senior Sister, call me Senior Sister!"
Bai Erlang howled in pain from the beating, and angrily said, "I didn't say you were Wang Po. I was just using that metaphor, a metaphor."
Bai Shanbao laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, and Manbao hit him even harder.
Daji outside the car couldn't help laughing out loud.
In the end, Bai Shanbao was persuaded by the two and asked, "Then what are the other advantages?"
Manbao copied the description of wheat seeds from the store and said, "It is resistant to waterlogging and drought, and the plants grow tall and strong."
Bai Shanbao was stunned. "So is it flood-resistant or drought-resistant?"
"Both together!"
"Aren't these two opposites? How can they be together?"
Manbao thought for a moment and said, "They can't be considered opposites, right? For example, a person can be resistant to floods and droughts, meaning that he won't be drowned, nor will he die of thirst if he doesn't have enough water."
Bai Shanbao tilted his head and thought about it. He always felt that what she said was wrong, but he had no evidence.
At this time, Mr. Zhuang was eating and drinking with Mr. Bai at the Bai family. The two were talking about the winter wheat that had just been harvested this year.
Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile, "How many kilograms of wheat can you harvest from your fields in Qili Village?"
"The yield is actually higher than the spring wheat yield in previous years, but I don't know how much rice we can harvest in the autumn harvest from these fields," said Mr. Bai. "After all, the soil is a bit thin."
"Don't we have a new composting method in the village? Let's pile more."
Mr. Bai could only smile and shake his head, "After all, it's not my own land. The farmhands are always not dedicated enough, so there is never enough fertilizer."
"Have you ever thought of changing the wheat?"
"Change wheat seeds?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Master Bai hasn't visited the other families' harvests in Qili Village yet, right? Or the fields over in Daling?"
Mr. Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "That piece of land has already been given to Erlang and his family. I can't keep asking about the wheat in the village..."
Mr. Bai thought about it and realized that he also occasionally went to the fields. It seemed that the wheat fields in the village grew better than his.
He asked thoughtfully, "The seeds they use are different from the ones I use?"
Although the wheat seeds used by each family are basically those left by their own family, their origins are actually similar. Every two or three years, they have to go to the grain store to buy a batch of new wheat seeds to test whether they can increase production.
He often cooperated with the grain store in the county town, so there was no reason for him not to know that they had introduced new wheat seeds.
Mr. Zhuang did not mention the matter again and just smiled at him.
But Mr. Bai soon found out.
Because Bai Erlang, the son who cheated on his father, asked him casually during dinner, "Dad, do you want to buy wheat seeds from us?"
Mr. Bai almost immediately thought of what Mr. Zhuang had said that afternoon. He paused and asked, "Where did you get the wheat seeds?"
"We grow it ourselves. Our 20-plus acres of wheat can all be used as seeds."
"So confident?" Mr. Bai laughed. "Whose wheat seeds aren't carefully selected? How can they be harvested and threshed and sold in bulk?"
"Why not? Last year, the villagers planted winter wheat. They used the wheat seeds they exchanged with Manbao's family for wheat from the granary. They didn't even pick it out. But look, everyone else's wheat is growing better than ours this year. We've had a bumper harvest."
"How do you know?"
"I knew it," Bai Erlang said as a matter of course, "Bai Shan and Zhou Man told me."
Mr. Bai asked calmly, "Did they tell you how much they sold the wheat seeds to me?"
"One hundred and fifty coins a dou."
Mr. Bai almost dumped the bowl on his head. Mrs. Bai couldn't help but raise her head, then looked at her husband, then at her son, and said to her son earnestly: "Erlang, although you have a share of the farm, you can't help outsiders bully your father."
Bai Erlang was unhappy and said, "I didn't bully my father. This is the price I negotiated with them for a long time. The price for father is 150 coins per dou, and the price for Grandmother Liu is the same. If outsiders want to buy, they have to pay 180 coins."
(End of this chapter)
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