Even if Ning Ye wanted to change things, he was powerless to reverse the situation. After all, it was through the efforts of generations that high grain yields were achieved, something that was simply impossible to do in this day and age.
It's already quite an achievement to be able to manage one's own little plot of land; as for anything else, I really don't dare to ask for anything more.
Although these two bags of seeds are not many, if we plant them and save the seeds properly, the yield will increase many times over next year.
Sugarcane is a good material for making sugar. For the ancients, sugar may only be used for eating, but for Ningye, sugar is nothing short of a strategic resource.
Ning Ye carried two bags of seeds out of the warehouse, and the people who had been working there for some time looked at him with great curiosity. After all, they had never seen the young master who had hired them up close before.
Just as Ning Ye was about to check where Hu Laosan was, a child suddenly bumped into him.
The clothes that were once clean suddenly became somewhat dirty, and the child fell to the ground by himself.
A woman with a weathered face rushed over and said, "Sir, I'm so sorry. My son offended you. Please don't be angry."
Ning Ye patted the mud off his clothes. "I'm fine. Let's see if the little guy has hurt himself. If not, let's take him home. He can't run around like this outside."
The woman was somewhat surprised to hear this; she had never seen those high-ranking landlords speak like this before.
Now that it seemed there was no longer any formality, the woman was finally able to put her mind at ease.
After leaving the village, Ning Ye turned around and found Hu Laosan still working in the field. Although he had been told to come and supervise the work, Hu Laosan seemed to be a bit restless and kept working with the others.
Upon seeing Ning Ye's arrival, Hu Laosan stood up respectfully and gave a standard military salute. "Sir, what brings you here? Is there anything I can do for you?"
“I see that this land has been almost fully cultivated, so I’m bringing you two bags of seeds. Use these two bags to plant a total of twenty acres of land, and plant wheat in the rest of the land.”
"Is this all the order you have, sir?"
“You don’t need to be so serious normally, unless you have an outing mission. It’s a bit hard for me to get used to this.”
Hu Laosan said, "I am a stupid person and I am not good at some things, so I can only stick to my principles. Please forgive me, sir."
Ning Ye nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable, prioritize planting the seeds I gave you. After you're done planting, give me the list you've chosen."
"Please rest assured, sir. I have thoroughly investigated these people and I guarantee that I will not disappoint you."
“I don’t want a verbal explanation. You’ve been learning to write for a while now, so you can’t not even know how to write your own characters.”
Hu Laosan said with a troubled expression, "Sir, I am naturally a bit slow-witted. To me, those words are no different from heavenly script. You are really making things difficult for me."
"I'm giving you an order, so you have to do it. There's still some time before it ends, so give it your all."
"I guarantee I will complete the task. However, if you have time recently, you can go and see Mr. Zhang. He seems to be acting a little strange lately."
Ning Ye was somewhat surprised. He hadn't been chatting with Zhang Zihe much lately, but the man had always lived in the mansion, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Could it be that there really is something I don't know? It seems I need to go back and check on Zhang Zihe.
Ning Ye went straight to Zhang Zifeng's place upon returning home. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhang Zifeng writing poetry under a tree.
Ning Ye rolled his eyes and walked over. Although Zhang Zifeng was still young, his handwriting was not bad at all.
"To be able to write so well at such a young age, it seems your brother has really kept up with you in this regard."
Zhang Zifeng raised her head and said, "My brother used to like teaching me these things. Young master, do you also think my handwriting is beautiful?"
"At the very least, I can't write words like that. Is your brother here?"
"Young master, have you forgotten? Right now, he should be teaching Wang Wu and the others to read and write. He won't be back until evening."
Ning Ye coughed twice and said, "Has your brother been troubled by anything lately? If so, could you tell me?"
Zhang Zifeng bit her finger and said, "So that's why you came, young master. But I don't think you can be of much help."
Sure enough, even right under one's nose, there are some things one cannot know completely; Zhang Zihe actually does have something on his mind.
"If you don't tell me, of course I won't know how to help. I can only find out if you tell me."
"This matter is actually related to my brother's sweetheart. I heard that she is getting married recently."
After some investigation, Ning Ye finally understood why he couldn't control Zhang Zihe's situation; he couldn't force matters of love between men and women.
Zhang Zihe originally had a fiancé, but because the Zhang family had completely fallen into decline, the other party no longer intended to fulfill the engagement.
Recently, Zhang Zihe suddenly learned that not only did the other party not intend to fulfill the marriage agreement, but was also about to get married.
No man could accept such a thing.
As a result, Zhang Zihe has been in a depressed state of mind these past few days, and there is a good chance that he might cause some trouble.
Ning Ye asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Zhang has been staying with me recently, how did you find out about this?"
Zhang Zifeng tilted her head and said, "Oh, it was that person who sent a letter, that's how my brother found out. It must be a farewell letter."
"Where is this letter now? Could I take a look at it?"
Zhang Zifeng said quietly, "Young Master Ning, this kind of thing is very bad."
"You're too young to understand. I'm trying to help your brother. There might still be a chance to turn things around."
"Alright, since Young Master Ning has said so, then I'll show it to you. Anyway, I'm also very curious about what's written in this letter."
Ning Ye was both amused and exasperated. It turned out that this little girl herself wanted to peek, but was afraid that Zhang Zihe would be angry that she came, which gave him an excuse instead.
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