Chapter 488 Various Ideas
Yang Heshu looked at them suspiciously, "Can you still sell it to outsiders?"
He didn't think that with Mr. Bai around, they could still sell the new wheat seeds to others.
The three of them looked up and laughed at Yang Heshu.
Yang Heshu: ...
The three children also started to act unruly.
Yang Heshu wanted to go and take a look at their land. Manbao looked at the position of the sun and said there was no problem.
So the three of them took Yang and Shu to see their small farm.
Because they had been planning to plant winter wheat for a long time, their small farm was not idle at this time.
As the village head, Bai Zhuang, and three farmhands were plowing the fields that needed to be planted with winter wheat, Yang Heshu walked around the fields with his hands behind his back and asked, "Since your new wheat seeds are so good, why don't the villagers plant winter wheat with you?"
"Because they have enough food now."
Yang Heshu looked at the three children and asked, "Are you short of something?"
"We don't need it, but we don't farm either," Bai Shanbao said. "We hire people to farm."
Yang Heshu shook his head and laughed, "People in this world are really weird. They don't even farm their own land, but are keen on farming other people's land."
He stood with his hands behind his back and watched three farmhands plowing the field. He also helped to crush the large clods of mud with his feet. As he was crushing, he felt something was wrong.
He stared at the plow in the farmhand's hand, pondered for a long time, and asked hesitantly, "Your plow seems to be different from others."
"Yes, didn't you, County Magistrate, see it at the beginning of spring?"
"No, at that time..." Yang Heshu paused, looked at the farmhand driving the oxen to plow over, and hissed, "Why didn't I realize that your plow could plow so deep and even turn?"
Manbao blinked, "Because you didn't know anything about farming back then?"
Yang Heshu: ...He actually thought what she said made sense.
When the farmhand came over with the ox plow, Yang Heshu couldn't help but stop him and rolled up his sleeves to do it himself.
The three children became excited and asked enthusiastically, "Can you plow the fields?"
"No," Yang Heshu said, "but I have helped plow in other villages. I'll try yours."
It was mainly to be close to the people. Whenever he went to the countryside, everyone was a little reserved. In order to establish good relationships with the people and expand the conversation, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the fields to do some farm work.
The plow has also been held.
Although he was a novice and had only done the plow a few times, Yang Heshu quickly discovered the difference. This time, he needed less force to press down on the plow, but he could hold it more firmly, and it made the cows walk more easily.
Yang Heshu came back from plowing two rows and looked at the three children silently.
The three children looked at him innocently.
Yang Heshu asked, "Who made a plow like this?"
Bai Erlang looked around and finally looked at Manbao, and Bai Shanbao also looked at Manbao.
Manbao hesitated and said, "A carpenter made it? I gave him the blueprints."
"Where did you get the blueprints?"
"My friend gave it to me."
"Your friend is..."
"I won't tell you."
Yang Heshu: "...Okay, then I won't tell you. Could you give me a copy of the blueprints for this plow? Such a good thing should be used by the whole county, maybe even the whole world."
Manbao nodded: "Sure."
Yang Heshu laughed and said, "This is considered a credit. Does your friend really not want to use it?"
Manbao was confused. Even if he wanted to use it, he couldn't. She asked, "Can you give me the credit?"
Yang Heshu glared, "You are so rude, you dare to claim such credit."
"I don't dare ask for anything," Manbao said, "Do I need money?"
Yang Heshu tapped her forehead and said with a smile, "Probably."
He didn't believe everything Manbao said. After returning to the village, he started to ask Mr. Bai and Mr. Zhuang indirectly.
Qie Wantian also went to the village to inquire.
The matter of the plow was not a secret; everyone in the village knew about it.
Manbao gave Zheng the blueprint for that thing, and he copied it and gave it to the carpenter to make. Although everyone has tried it, this plow is indeed very good.
But not many families in the village replaced their plows because their own plows were still usable. Who would spend so much money to buy new plows?
Only some people's plows were broken and could not be repaired, or they did not want to repair them, so they just bought a new one.
Therefore, at present, there are only a few families in the entire Qili Village who use the new plows.
The whole news made Yang Heshu stunned for a moment. He thought for a moment, "So even if there is a new plow, people may not replace it."
Manbao said: "Change it for free."
Yang Heshu choked her badly.
He rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is this plow expensive?"
"Eight hundred coins?" Manbao was unsure. "Perhaps if you make more, the craftsman can give you a lower price."
Bai Shanbao asked him, "Master Yang, will you provide farm tools to everyone for free?"
Yang Heshu looked at him and said, "Forget it. Even if I provide it for free, you won't get a share. You are so rich, but you still want these farm tools of mine?"
Bai Shanbao muttered, "Who would complain about having too much money?"
The voice was very soft, but Yang Heshu heard it and kept it in mind.
He couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, the richer you are, the more you want to have more money. Everyone is chasing profit."
Seeing him so emotional, the three looked at him curiously, "Master Yang, are you upset by something?"
"I wasn't provoked, I just felt offended." Yang Heshu recounted his brawl with the county's grain merchants, sighing, "We're all just fellow villagers. The money they spent on impeaching me could have offset the rising grain prices. Why bother?"
Manbao, however, remembered a book he had read at Keke's place and asked, "Master Yang, will the government be responsible for stabilizing prices in our county in the future?"
Yang Heshu's brow twitched, and he couldn't help but stop and ask, "Stabilize prices?"
"Yeah, isn't what you're doing now to stabilize prices?"
Yang Heshu opened his mouth wide and muttered, "Yes, what I'm doing now is to stabilize prices. The court purchases grain and then sells it... No, that's not right. This is not good, not good..."
Manbao was startled and said quickly, "Master Yang, didn't I ask the county government to keep buying and selling grain? Isn't it to stabilize prices by buying at a fair price when grain prices are low and selling at a fair price when grain prices are high? You are the county government, so don't think about making money."
Yang Heshu finally came back to his senses. He looked down at Manbao and said, "That's a good idea of yours. It makes a lot of sense."
Bai Shanbao asked, "Will the grain merchants in the county agree? Sir Yang, you should try it in the county first. If it doesn't work, we can think of other ways."
Yang Heshu looked at him expectantly, "What do you have in mind?"
"I think it would be better to directly enforce the law to prohibit grain merchants from maliciously hoarding grain. If anyone does this, wouldn't it be better to arrest them, confiscate the grain, and then sell it to the people at a fair price?"
(End of this chapter)
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