Until he walked out of the grain shop, Yang Heshu looked down at the two of them strangely, "What are you so funny?"

Bai Shanbao grinned, but his head shook like a rattle and said, "It's nothing, I want to go home."

Manbao also said: "I want to go home too."

Shiraishiro: "I am already energetic now and don't want to go home."

Man Bao ignored him and said to Bai Shanbao: "I want to buy some meat, and then go back."

"I'll go with you, and I'll buy some meat back."

Shiraishi pouted unhappily.

Yang Heshu stopped. He had been to a vegetable market that sold meat, which didn't smell good at all, so he waved his hand and said goodbye to the three of them, "When you come to the county town next time, I will take you to my house as a guest."

"No problem, Lord Yang will have a date later."

Yang Heshu laughed, "There will be a period later. Also, read less scripts if you have nothing to do. You are young now, so be careful to change your temperament."

The three children stuck out their tongues with guilt and turned around and ran away.

Daji kept up silently.

Only then did Yang Heshu discover Daji's existence.

He couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked behind him, "I didn't pay attention to this servant of the Bai family along the way. He is the guard?"

Wantian:...You didn't pay attention to him, so did you notice me?

"Young Master, I asked, he is the servant of Young Master Bai Shan."

"Sister, that's the guard."

Wantian did not correct it, and Yang Heshu did not take it seriously. Who has not had many servants to guard the house, right?

Going further, his family still has a group of things.

Yang Heshu shook back to the county government with his hands behind his back.

Manbao bought meat for his family, so he got together with Bai Shanbao and muttered, and of course he pulled Bai Erlang into it.

They feel that it is too much of a loss to sell the wheat they collected as grain. Their yield is so high and the wheat is so good, so they should be sold as wheat seeds.

Daji was carrying a carriage and listened to the three children in the carriage discussing how to blow out their wheat. Oh, no, it's sold... He narrowed his eyes comfortably, simply relaxed a little bit of the reins, and let Lao Ma wander to Qili Village by himself, without driving him away.

The three children agreed that someone would buy one thing, and they would need to know that it was a good thing.

So what's the good thing about their wheat, oh, no, is it wheat seeds?

Manbao has found many advantages, the first and biggest point is the large output!

Manbao said: "Our yield is twice that of ordinary wheat seeds!"

Bai Shanbao said truthfully: "Not twice!"

"You are so stupid. There is no double that it is because the fields they planted are not fertile enough, the fertilizer they gave is not enough, and the water was not watered well."

Bai Shanbao pursed his lips and said, "Grandmother said that a good child will not lie."

Bai Erlang stood on Manbao's side and said, "This is not a lie, this is bragging! Those who sell things must brag. My father said this is called Wang Po selling melons and boasting."

Bai Shanbao couldn't help laughing, pointing at Manbao and shouting: "Wang Po!"

Man Bao was so angry that he went to beat Bai Erlang, "Call senior sister, call senior sister!"

Bai Erlang was beaten so hard that he screamed, and said angrily: "I didn't say you are Wang Po, I'm just like that, a metaphor."

Bai Shanbao laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, and Manbao was even heavier.

Daji outside the car couldn't help laughing out loud.

In the end, Bai Shanbao was convinced by the two of them and asked, "Then what are the advantages?"

Manbao copied the comments about wheat seeds in the mall and said: "It is resistant to waterlogging and drought, and the plants are tall and strong."

Bai Shanbao was stunned, "Is it waterproof or drought-resistant?"

"Two together!"

"Isn't these two the opposite? How can they be together?"

Man Bao thought for a while and said, "It can't be considered the opposite. For example, if a person resists water and drought, he will not be drowned by water, nor will he die of thirst if he drinks a little less water."

Bai Shanbao tilted his head and thought about it, and always felt that what she was talking about was a fallacy, but he had no evidence.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang was eating and drinking with Mr. Bai, and the two were talking about the winter wheat that had just been harvested this year.

Mr. Zhuang asked with a smile, "How many kilograms of wheat can you collect in the land of Qili Village?"

"The yield is more than in spring wheat in previous years. I just don't know how many rice can be harvested in these fields in autumn," said Mr. Bai: "After all, the ground is a little thinner."

"Isn't there a new way to compost in the village? It's better to pile more."

Mr. Bai could smile and shake his head, "After all, it's not my own field. The long-term workers always have something to do, so there is no need to be enough for fat."

"You haven't thought about changing the wheat seeds?"

"Change wheat seeds?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Mr. Bai hasn't visited the harvest of other families in Qili Village yet, and hasn't visited the land on Daling?"

Mr. Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "That piece of land has been given to Erlang and the others. I can't keep asking about it, what about the wheat in the village..."

Mr. Bai thought about it and actually went around the fields occasionally. It seemed that the wheat fields in the village grew better than those in his fields.

He asked thoughtfully, "The seeds they use are different from those of my family?"

Although the wheat seeds used by each household are basically left behind by their own families, the origins are actually similar. After two or three years, they have to go to the grain shop to add a batch of new wheat seeds to test whether they can increase the yield.

He often cooperated with the county grain shop, but he didn't know that they had entered the new wheat seeds.

Mr. Zhuang did not mention this matter again, but just smiled at him.

But Mr. Bai also found out soon.

Because Bai Erlang, the son who cheated his father, asked him casually when he was having late meals, "Dad, do you want to buy wheat seeds from us?"

Mr. Bai almost immediately thought of what Mr. Zhuang said in the afternoon. He paused and asked, "Where did you get the wheat seed?"

"We planted it ourselves, and our more than 20 acres of wheat can be used as seeds."

"So confident?" Mr. Bai smiled and said, "Whose wheat seeds are not carefully selected? How can they be sold in such a piece of harvest and threshed?"

"How is it impossible? Last year, the people in the village planted winter wheat, and they didn't choose the wheat seeds they bought with the wheat in the granary that the Manbao family exchanged. As a result, you see, the wheat from any family this year grows better than ours, but it's a bumper harvest."

"How do you know?"

"I'll know," Shiraishi said as expected: "Bai Shan and Zhou Man told me."

Mr. Bai asked calmly, "Did they tell you how much the wheat seeds sold to me?"

"One hundred and fifty coins per dou."

Mr. Bai almost put his job on his head. Mrs. Bai couldn't help but raise her head, then looked at her husband and son, and couldn't help but say to her son earnestly: "Erlang, although the farm has your share, you can't help outsiders bullying your father."

Bai Erlang was unhappy and said, "I didn't bully my father. This is the price I discussed with them for a long time. The price I gave to my father was 150 cents per bull, and the price I gave to Grandma Liu was the same. If someone wanted to buy it, it would cost 180 cents."
Chapter completed!