Chapter 269 So this is what it means to be fearless?
"The highest yield per mu of land was 800 kilograms of rice, and the lowest was 580 kilograms."
Lin Yun was so shocked by the continuous surprises that he was no longer surprised by the ups and downs. He took the record book and read it one by one, then closed the account book very calmly.
"The harvested rice has been sorted and stored according to the master's instructions. It's just waiting to be dried and mixed with medicine for seed. The rice that is not suitable for seed has been set aside. Master, do you think it should be dried and stored in the granary, or used for something else?"
Before Sang Zhixia could say anything, Wu Lian, who was sitting next to her, was so shocked that his jaw dropped.
Wu Lian said in disbelief: "Eight hundred kilograms?!"
"One acre of land can yield 800 kilograms of grain?!"
Did he hear it wrong because he was still asleep, or did everyone around Mr. Sang like to joke?
Lin Yun was very satisfied with his outwardly expressed shock. He raised his chin with a complacent look and said proudly, "To be exact, it's 803 kilograms."
However, Sang Zhixia thought the extra digits were difficult to remember, so she just picked a whole number.
Wu Lian was also a child from a poor family and had also worked in the fields with a hoe.
But he could not imagine what it would be like to harvest 800 kilograms of grain from one acre of land.
The yield per mu is 800 kilograms. How much land does Sang Dongjia have in total?
If these numbers were added together...
Wu Lian took a sharp breath, his eyes wide open, and the first thing that came out of his mouth was: "Good fellow..."
"He's really a good guy..."
Lin Yun completely forgot how he had been rubbing his eyes repeatedly before, and his face was calm and indifferent: "Why are you so surprised, Military Advisor Wu?"
"Our boss said that not only can the rice yield be doubled, but we can also try soybeans, sorghum and wheat."
Wu Lian couldn't help but be surprised. He said in astonishment: "Compared to other families, this is already incredible. From what I hear, you mean that other families can double their production?!"
"Why not?"
Lin Yun didn't understand anything, but he was very confident and blurted out, "If the boss says it's okay, then it must be okay!"
Asking is all-powerful!
Wu Lian was hit in the face by the overwhelming confidence, and was so stunned that he was completely speechless.
Wu Lian came to send someone off to Sang Zhixia as promised.
Although the Northwest Camp is not short of food at the moment, General Chen is eager to take advantage of any opportunity.
After finishing the miscellaneous matters in the camp, they learned that the construction of Xu's farm in Luobei Village had started, and they immediately sent the agreed people over.
But General Chen, as always, did not keep his word.
The agreed number of troops was 800, but General Chen gave them 2,000 with a wave of his hand.
Wu Lian's explanation was that he was worried about the lack of manpower on the farm. In fact, General Chen wanted to save military pay and sent these two thousand people to Sangzhixia to earn wages.
The person arrived as promised. Wu Lian came specially to deliver a box of tea to the old man of the Xu family. He never expected to be so surprised here.
Wu Lian rubbed his face repeatedly and gasped repeatedly. He turned to look at Sang Zhixia, who was looking down at a booklet, and said in a trembling voice, "Boss Sang, is what Lin Yun said true? You really didn't scare me?"
Sang Zhixia gave him a strange look: "Why would he deliberately scare you for no reason?"
"But……"
Wu Lian couldn't hide his shock and said, "So much food..."
"No matter how much, it's not as much as your General Chen asked for."
Sang Zhixia closed the booklet and said incoherently, "General Chen, you're not going to stop taking advantage of my family, are you?"
"We agreed that 800 men would be enough, but they got so many all at once, and they're counting on me to pay them so they can save on military pay?"
The soldiers in the Northwest Camp only get 200 coins a month, but on the farm each person gets 30 coins. These people get more than their military pay!
Wu Lian was a little embarrassed for a moment and said awkwardly, "No military pay... No, no, no, I mean, it's okay if I don't pay wages, just provide food."
Sang Zhixia: "..."
"Isn't there enough food?"
There's enough to eat, why are you still crying and begging for more food?
Wu Lian was completely shameless and said bitterly, "Mr. Sang, you have rice but don't know the hardship of being without food. How can the food in the camp compare to what you give us?"
"You didn't see it, but when the soldiers in the camp heard they were going to work on your farm, they were all scrambling to get in. They were so excited!"
Even if there was food, according to the rules of the camp, there were only two thin meals a day, not a single grain of rice extra.
But it’s different here on the farm.
Sang Zhixia treated his subordinates kindly and specifically instructed them not to skimp on food.
It is true that they eat porridge twice a day, but the porridge distributed is so thick that you can put chopsticks in it without it falling over, and it is no different from rice.
In addition to two bowls of rice porridge per person per day, each person also receives two steamed buns made of mixed flour. The steamed buns must be larger than a fist and have a solid portion.
In addition to these foods, wages are also paid every day!
Where can I find such a good thing?
Wu Lian grunted and talked until his face turned red. Seeing that he was really embarrassed, Sang Zhixia was so angry that she laughed.
"Your general has a good plan."
Wu Lian said with a blushing face, "Thanks for your kindness."
"You better forget it."
Sang Zhixia didn't bother beating around the bush and said directly, "You can stay, but you have to listen to me in everything you do. Is that okay?"
"no problem!"
Wu Lian patted his chest and assured: "Those who come here are all sensible and know their limits, and will definitely not cause you any trouble!"
Sang Zhixia nodded: "That's fine."
As long as people come, there is plenty of wasteland to be reclaimed.
These are all strong young men with good strength. With a little teaching, they will be able to do the work in the fields.
She actually didn't suffer any loss in this matter.
Sang Zhixia tapped the table with her fingertips and raised an eyebrow, "Is there any progress on what I asked someone to tell your general? Is that what General Chen said?"
Wu Lian smiled a little more when he heard this. He took out the letter he was carrying and handed it to Sang Zhixia with both hands, saying in a low voice, "You will know what the general means after reading it."
What Sang Zhixia told Chen Nianhe was about Uncle Xu's caravans going in and out of the customs.
This is not difficult at all for Chen Nianhe.
It's just a matter of raising your hand and helping Uncle Xu's caravan pave the way a little. It's a piece of cake.
But even though it was just a small favor, Chen Nianhe still insisted on asking Sang Zhixia for a toll.
This general is a very calculative person.
Sang Zhixia handed Chen Nianhe's letter to Uncle Xu Sanshu to read. After he finished reading it, he said, "He wants 20% of the profit from each transaction."
Sang Zhixia paused and commented coldly, "You have a big appetite."
Even without Chen Nianhe's help, the caravan can enter and exit the border, but there will be more troubles of being searched during customs clearance, and there will be quantity restrictions on many items when leaving the border.
For just sending a word, he asked for 20% of the profits. This is obviously a price gouging.
Uncle Xu agreed very much with Sang Zhixia's evaluation of Chen Nianhe, but after thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Promise him!"
Sang Zhixia was a little surprised: "Third Uncle?"
"You agree to all this?"
Uncle Xu threw the letter into the brazier and burned it. Staring at the extra ashes in the brazier, he said, "Girl, this can be done."
"Although it's hard to travel back and forth between the border, if you have enough goods, earning over a thousand taels of silver at a time is not a problem. Giving him some will not only ensure he can leave the border without any obstacles, but also increase the amount of goods he can carry, and naturally earn more."
According to the rules, a caravan could not carry more than 200 jars of wine, 2,000 kilograms of rice, or 50 pieces of cloth at a time when entering or leaving the border.
But with Chen Nianhe's instructions...
Uncle Xu forced a sinister smile and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't we have eight hundred jars of wine in our wine cellar? Search your granary and find ten thousand jars. I'll take them all away!"
"And Minghui, go into town right now and tell your mother to collect all the unsaleable cloth in the embroidery shop. Take as much as you can get. I'll ship it out of the country and sell it!"
Xu Minghui nodded silently.
Sangzhi Xia is breathtaking.
So this is what it means to be fearless?
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