Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 1435

Man Bao thought for a moment and then said, "but my father said that farming is fundamental. My fourth brother and I have to plant the land at home if they want to go out and do business. Business makes a lot of money, but I always think that if businessmen make money easily, won't many people leave their land to run business? What about the grain then? "

Bai Shan nodded, "this is what worries me, so I still have to find a way to improve the grain yield. Unfortunately, the new wheat seed is only a seed, and I looked at the accounts and statistics of our Chuang Tzu over the years, and the grain seed seems to be deteriorating."

Man Bao said, "this is not degradation, but adaptation."

Bai Shan wondered, "adapt?"

Man Bao nodded and said firmly, "it is adapting to our environment and evolving into a grain species more suitable for our local growth and transmission. Don't you find that there is a big difference between the maximum yield and the minimum yield in the previous wheat field? But it has stabilized a lot in the past two years. "

Bai Shan recalled the data. It's really.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you were only focused on studying medicine now. When did you go to see the account books?"

Man Bao bowed her head in embarrassment. She noticed it when checking the accounts in the new year, but she didn't go back to check them one by one, but asked Keke directly.

This explanation is also given by Koko.

The maximum yield of new wheat varieties has come down, but its heredity is more suitable for the local environment. In the East, West, North and south, all places suitable for planting wheat have gradually evolved into local wheat varieties.

And the yield is much higher than the original wheat.

Man Bao said, "didn't Bai Zhuang's head watch people choose the best wheat seed before he came out? I believe that year after year, the future wheat will only get better and better. "

Bai Shan nodded. Wheat is the main food for people in the north of the Yangtze River. On the contrary, the yield of rice is not as good as wheat. Now new wheat seeds have been circulated everywhere, and its role will appear in the past two years.

If ten acres of land used to feed only one person, but now perhaps only five acres, there will be a lot of more food, which can naturally be used for commerce.

Bai Shan thought of this, stopped writing and pulled a piece of white paper to calculate. Man Bao lay down outside the window and said to him, "but it's not enough to increase the production of new wheat and grain alone. At least such an increase is not enough. If you want to benefit business, you have to stabilize the land, and you have to reduce taxes for farmers. Otherwise, under heavy profits, the land will be abandoned and may flow around, It's all in the hands of the aristocratic family. "

She said, "you forget the books we read. How many dynasties died at the hands of aristocratic families?"

Bai Shan smiled and said, "that's just a pseudo history script. How can you take it seriously?"

Man Bao looked at him seriously and said, "do you think the writing is reasonable?"

Bai Shan paused for a moment and began to frown and think.

Man Bao said, "you see, you think it's reasonable to use it when it's self-interest. When it's not self-interest, we say it's a pseudo history script. Then we don't say those scripts, but our official history. How did the previous dynasty die?"

The aristocratic family was destroyed by the uprising. The current royal family Li is the Longxi aristocratic family, which is an aristocrat.

Man Bao said again, "how did you destroy the previous dynasty?"

Coincidentally, it was also destroyed by dignitaries, and it was the father-in-law who robbed the throne of his son-in-law and grandson.

Man Bao: "how did the previous dynasty destroy it?"

It was even more chaotic. The later emperors were all puppets of the aristocratic family. Finally, the dynasty was lost by a group of aristocrats of the aristocratic family.

Man Bao stood up and said, "look, so is the official history."

She directly concluded his article, "I don't think you can pass this article."

Bai Shan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "that's not necessarily."

"Let's bet?"

Bai Shan: "bet, what do you want to bet?"

Man Bao thought for a while and didn't figure out what she wanted to bet on. The main reason was that she wasn't willing to take out things, so he said, "gambling is the behavior of bad people. We bet on others. If you lose, you'll help me with the homework assigned by my husband next time. If I lose, I'll do a homework for you, too. How about it?"

Bai Shan: "... I don't need you to help me with my homework. Forget it. Why don't you give me your short knife?"

Man Bao flatly refused: "No."

Bai Shan turned his eyes and said, "if you lose, you can accompany me to enjoy the peach blossoms in the xuandu temple. If you don't take others, we'll go."

Man Bao smiled and nodded, "OK!"

Mr. Zhuang and Xiang Mingxue came back from the outside slowly. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw the two young masters talking in one window and the other. Their faces were smiling. They didn't know what happy things they were talking about.

Mr. Zhuang asked aloud, "why do you lie on the window and don't talk in this cold day?"

It was the end of February. Although the spring breeze was blowing all over, unfortunately, it was cold in spring these two days.

Man Baocai bet that he would write his homework. Mr. Zhuang suddenly appeared, which frightened her. She got up and stood up, making an excuse and said, "I just have a few words with him."

Then he found an excuse to run away.

Seeing her running into the garden, Mr. Zhuang turned and looked at Bai Shan.

Bai Shan's face in the window was slightly red. He also received his homework and said, "I've been sitting at my desk for a long time. I'll go to the garden to adapt to my eyes."

Also ran away.

Seeing that they had all run away, Xiang Mingxue smiled at Mr. Zhuang and said, "young people are really lively."

Mr. Zhuang smiled, "Mr. Xiang is not very old, but he looks like an old man?"

He said with a smile, "you are just in the past, and your legs and feet are better now. You should consider getting a wife?"

Xiang Mingxue didn't expect this to involve him. After a pause, he said with a bitter smile: "Sir, I'm just a commoner, or a commoner without money. Which girl will be willing to marry me?"

There are still many. After all, the Autobiography of Xiang Mingxue written by Bai Erlang is very popular. Although most of them are men, there are also many women chasing books.

Besides, the gentleman in the teahouse bought books and talked in the teahouse.

When Mr. Zhuang goes to the teahouse for tea, he often hears girls talking about how good a woman can marry Xiang Mingxue.

So Mr. Zhuang thinks it's not difficult for Xiang Mingxue to get a wife.

Moreover, he didn't think it would be difficult for him to make money. After all, he could organize people to assassinate Yizhou king in such a difficult situation, and he was caught three times in a row.

Now, the imperial court has returned Dongxi village to him, and some of the properties confiscated by Xiang's family because of the extermination of the family have also been returned. It's not difficult for him to make money.

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile, "I don't know what kind of person you like. Maybe I can be a media for you."

Xiang Mingxue:... I knew I wouldn't tease Bai Shan and Zhou man.

In one sentence, it caused so many things.

Man Bao wrote down today's bet with Bai Shan in his notepad in the evening to avoid forgetting. She felt that as long as Mr. and the doctor of Guozi University were not fools, she would type back his article.

You must win!