Chapter 328: Still reading textbooks?
Juanjuan was stunned for a moment before coming back to her senses: "Okay."
Si Jinchen sat up, rubbed his eyes, and yawned: "Good morning, Third Uncle, good morning, Juanjuan."
"Good morning!" Si Gu also gave him a hug.
He opened the door and was about to send the two children downstairs to wash up when he saw Si Ning and Miao Jiu coming out from the other side.
"Did these two little guys sleep with you last night?" Miao Jiu looked at the three people who came out in surprise.
"Yeah." Sigu nodded.
"Tsk tsk tsk, our Agu can even coax the child to sleep." Si Ning also looked curious.
She walked up to the two children and asked, "How did your uncle coax you to sleep yesterday?"
"Reading!" Si Jinchen answered seriously.
"It's exactly what Agu would do." Miao Jiu looked at Sigu with some disgust.
He walked up to the two children and said, "Would you like to sleep with us? Your uncle has many stories to tell you."
The two children looked at Si Ning's growing belly and shook their heads.
Seeing his brother-in-law being humiliated, Si Gu suddenly felt secretly happy: "Are you still sleeping with Third Uncle tonight?"
Juanjuan frowned in confusion: "Still reading the textbook?"
"No more reading, Uncle San will read picture books to you." Si Gu promised.
"Come." Juanjuan agreed readily when she heard that she didn't have to follow the textbook.
After she said that, she happily pulled Si Jinchen back to the second floor to wash up.
Si Ning turned to look at Si Gu and smiled, then took Miao Jiu's hand and walked downstairs.
She whispered to Miao Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, have you noticed that Agu has changed?"
"He has changed a little, but he himself hasn't noticed. He shows a lot more expressions when facing the two children." Miao Jiu supported her and walked slowly downstairs.
"Let the two children spend more time with him. Maybe they won't be so dull in the future." Si Ning held his hand tightly.
"You have three children in your belly. Let A Tian take care of one, let A Gu take care of one, and if A Ming is too busy, he can take care of the remaining one. This will give them more practice now."
Miao Jiu has already started thinking about how to oppress his brother-in-law in the future.
"I'll just be a hands-off boss?" Si Ning looked at her with amusement.
"You are still my queen. Have a good rest, eat well, sleep well, and take good care of yourself. I don't need you to take care of the children." Miao Jiu coaxed her to be happy.
Two months later.
All the crops outside the city have been harvested, with the lowest yield per mu being 1,000 kilograms and the highest reaching 1,300 kilograms.
As soon as the news came out in the newspaper, not only Beiyang City was shocked, but even the surrounding towns were shocked.
As soon as everyone found out, they knew that the land belonged to the Governor's Office, and they began to use various connections to inquire about the grain seeds.
The wheat planted in Lingyun was also growing very fast. The rice had just been harvested, and the people were busy harvesting wheat again.
The same high productivity even made Ling Yun himself a little confused.
When the per-acre yield came out, he simply said, "It's a problem with the wheat seeds."
The phones in Chen Yongnian and Siming's offices were about to explode with calls, all of which were inquiring about the food issue in a roundabout way.
Some also wanted to buy a batch of rice seeds, and the conditions were up to him.
"General Si, you've quietly created such a big commotion. Now so many eyes are on Beiyang City. What are you going to do?"
Chen Yongnian was so annoyed by the phone calls that he had no choice but to go straight to the governor's office.
Siming didn't even hang up the phone, but put it aside. It can be seen that he was really annoyed.
"Don't say you're annoying, I'm annoying too."
"Then what are you going to do?" Chen Yongnian looked at him.
Siming stood up from his chair and walked over to sit down opposite him: "What do you think?"
Chen Yongnian: "There are two ways. One is to be more selfish and exchange the grain for valuable items, such as guns and ammunition."
"What about another way?" Sima Ming looked at him and asked.
"Be more generous and supply these grains at a low price. The more people grow them, the better life will be for the people." Chen Yongnian said and looked at him.
Siming himself also had these two methods in mind, but he also had concerns: "No matter which method is used, I can't guarantee that the yield of these grains will be the same as ours after they are planted."
"You mean randomness?" Chen Yongnian frowned.
"Yeah. The rice is grown by chance. It's all done by the people themselves, so I can't be sure if the yield will be the same next year."
"But as long as the current output is doubled, I think it's okay, but I can't guarantee it." Siming said bluntly.
That's why he hasn't given in yet.
It's easy to promise. If people's harvest next year is the same as before, he will be a liar and will be the target of public criticism.
At that time, he will have to face not only the Northern government but also the people around him.
Chen Yongnian also understood the pros and cons: "If I keep refusing, I'm afraid they will have some objections."
"So I thought of another way." Si Ming didn't want to offend everyone around him, and now he couldn't make enemies with several parties.
"What method?" Chen Yongnian looked at him and asked.
"Give them some, but explain the situation. If their production can be high next year, we can talk about the rest." Siming thought to himself.
"If you give them some, they will have seeds once they harvest. How can they talk about cooperation with you?" Chen Yongnian disagreed.
"So how much to give becomes the key. If I give too little, others will think I'm stingy. If I give too much, I'm not a sucker." Siming himself is not stupid.
"That's a good idea. There are so many people asking for food now, and you can't give away all the grain. If you do, what will the people in the city eat?"
Chen Yongnian understood what he meant.
"How much do you think we should give?" Siming looked at him and smiled.
"It seems a bit stingy of us to give one acre of rice seeds. Why don't we give three acres?" Chen Yongnian asked him.
"Two acres. I have a feeling that if this grain is planted in other places, the yield will probably be half of what it is here, but it will still be high compared to before." Siming had this intuition.
This kind of grain can also be mass-produced in other places, but the amount will be reduced by half.
So he can only do this business once. After they harvest, they may not need to buy rice seeds from him again.
"Two acres isn't bad. After all, this is just a test. Once we start mass production, they'll naturally come to you."
After Chen Yongnian finished speaking, he thought of another question: "What will you do if they ask about the production volume?"
"The soil and water in each place are different, so the yields are naturally different. How about letting them come to my place to open up wasteland and plant crops?"
"Shall I give them a cheaper rent?" Siming looked at him with the expression of an old fox.
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