Mu Yangling rubbed the seeds in his hands and looked at his aunt, who nodded slightly at her, and the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Mu, the seeds we have here are all good, and if nothing else, we promise. It was the first year, and the wheat was the fullest, and it got enough sun, so you can take it back and hang it on the beam, even if you put it for two winters, it will be fine."
"If we leave it for two winters, we don't need to buy it at this time," my aunt said dissatisfied: "You're okay, but the price is too expensive."
"Oh, old man, this price is not too expensive. You don't even want to look at the price of this year's food. Since April, the price of food has been higher every day. It's not too high for me to set this price." The shopkeeper complained, "If it wasn't for Miss Mu's face, I wouldn't be able to pay this price."
My aunt sighed, this year's grain price is indeed very high, she thought about it and said to Mu Yangling: "Ah Ling, let's plant wheat next year, I know you like rice, but this rice is not easy to grow, look at this year The ten acres of rice in our family’s field have collected a total of 108 catties, and only one catty of millet is produced in this acre, and it has not been ground into rice grains…”
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Oh, that's a bumper harvest. My family has grown more than eight mu of rice, and we have harvested three catties in total."
Mu Yangling was embarrassed and asked, "Does your family cut all the rice?"
"Who has the skill?" The shopkeeper said, "Walking in the field with the sickle, and seeing the ears that have ears, the ones with grains, they are cut, and they are all cut. Who has the skill? Go back and put the cows in. Just eat all the rice that is not heading. I took the rice back, and my daughter-in-law said I was wasting my time."
"You can't say that. Three catties of rice can fill your stomach for a day. Although we have food, we can't waste it."
"You old man and I thought about going together. Look at those fleeing outside, they can kill people for one or two meters, not to mention my three catties of rice, and these three catties of rice do not dare to say that the grains are full. It was bulging and bulging, but it was uncomfortable to watch, when I sowed more than three kilograms of seeds."
Mu Yangling was still listening with interest, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and asked, "The shopkeeper, have you eaten that three kilograms of millet?"
"I didn't eat it. My family is used to eating noodles, and how can I eat three catties of millet? I plan to grind one more piece of millet next time I buy it."
Mu Yangling's eyes lit up, "Can you sell it to me?"
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Miss Mu, are you kidding me? What use can these three kilograms of millet be? If you want to buy it, I have a lot of people here, and I will give you a cheaper price."
"No, I want the three jins of dry land to grow."
The shopkeeper was suspicious, but he didn't ask it on the spot, he just said, "I'll send someone back to get it." Then he asked casually, "Miss Mu, is there something wrong with my millet?"
Mu Yangling just thought for a moment and then confessed: "There's nothing wrong, it's just that I suddenly remembered that these rice plants grew out of such arid fields, and they may be able to adapt to the arid climate, so I wanted to try it out."
If this method spreads, maybe someone will make drought-tolerant rice faster.
The shopkeeper shook his head and smiled when he heard it. He felt that Mu Yangling took it for granted. He originally thought there was some secret in it.
Auntie sighed and didn't say anything. She knew that Mu Yangling had always wanted to improve the seed and planting techniques. She had been tossing around a lot in the past two years, thinking that she had been tossing for so many years anyway, so let her continue to toss.
Mu Yangling got three catties of rice as he wished, and when he went back, he took out the one hundred and eight catties of his own for comparison. The grains from those shopkeepers were fuller than her grains. .
Mu Yangling poured out the one hundred and eight kilograms of millet, and planned to screen it again and save the full grains as seeds. The aunt was dumbfounded and asked, "Do you really intend to use these as seeds?"
Mu Yangling nodded, "Auntie, I want to buy more. Go back to the village and ask, who has the millet left over from this year, choose the full one and buy it back, it must be this year."
Auntie looked at the millet on the ground. The yellow and orange ones were indeed plump and they came from her own fields. She thought it would be good to use them as seeds in the past, so she didn't object, and nodded, "Okay, I will. Now, do you want to go to the grain shop to buy some rice seeds?"
Mu Yangling thought for a while, and said, "Buy some, then plant them separately and see the effect. If there is no comparison, I don't know whether this method will work or not."
"Are you planning to grow so much rice?" My aunt still prefers to grow wheat. Rice is too low-yield, and corn is high-yield, but too coarse.
"Auntie, didn't I tell you? I just rented 65 hectares of land in Hanzhong Mansion."
"How much rent do you have to pay for so much land?"
"You don't need much, just keep those little owners."
"What?" Auntie didn't understand.
Mu Yangling smiled and said: "Brother Haoran brought a group of children back and put them into the military household, but those children are still young, although they have a large area of land under their name, but they can't plant them, so I will bring them over. , Qi Haoran said that he only needs half of the tax he pays every year, and the rest will be used to raise the children."
Auntie immediately became uneasy, "Well, you have gone through the back door, how can you pay less tax? Go back and tell the little general, we pay a lot, and as for the children, we also support, renting other people's land, the rent is originally to give."
Mu Yangling said with a smile: "Auntie, don't increase the tax, but you can give the children more things. If Qi Haoran doesn't rent the land to us, they will not only be unable to get a grain of grain, but they will have to give it to those people. child."
"Then we can't dig the foot of the little general," aunt murmured: "We are law-abiding people."
Mu Yangling couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't dare to tell her aunt the cost of the nursery, otherwise she would feel distressed again.
When Shu Wanniang came in, she heard that her aunt was teaching Mu Yangling to be a good person. She couldn't help but smile and said to Mu Yangling, "A Ling, listen to your aunt."
Mu Yangling thought about it, and then agreed: "Then I'll go back and discuss it with Brother Haoran."
The aunt just left the space for the mother and daughter, and Shu Wanniang nodded her daughter's forehead, "You, mother, don't care what you do outside, but you have to remember that we won't take advantage of it, it's harmless. It's a blessing to eat at a loss."
Mu Yangling said helplessly: "Mother, I know, don't worry, I won't take advantage of those children just because they are ignorant, I won't lose any of them."