Man Bao thought for a while and said: "But my father said that farming is the fundamental thing. My fourth brother and the others have to plant the land at home first if they want to go out to do business. There is a lot of money in business, but I always want to , if it becomes easy for businessmen to make money, wouldn’t many people leave their land to run their businesses? What will happen to the food then?”
Bai Shan nodded, "This is exactly what I am worried about, so I still have to find a way to increase the production of grain, but unfortunately the new wheat seed is just a kind of seed, and I have looked at the statistics of our Zhuangzi's account books over the years, and the grain seed seems to be degrading .”
Man Bao said: "This is not degeneration, but adaptation."
Bai Shan was puzzled, "Adapted?"
Man Bao nodded, and said firmly: "It is adapting to our environment and evolving into a grain species that is more suitable for our local growth and handing down. Didn't you find that the highest yield and the lowest yield in the previous wheat fields are very different? But these two years It's stabilized a lot."
Bai Shan recalled the data, and it was true.
He slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you were only concentrating on studying medicine now, when did you also read the account books?"
Man Bao bowed her head in embarrassment. She noticed it when she checked the accounts during the Chinese New Year, but she didn't go back and check them one by one, but asked Ke Ke directly.
This explanation was also given by Keke.
The maximum yield of the new wheat species has come down, but its genetics are more suitable for the local environment. In the east, west, north, south, all the places suitable for growing wheat gradually become the local suitable wheat species.
And the yield is much higher than that of the original wheat species.
Man Bao said: "Didn't you tell Baizhuangtou to watch people choose the best wheat seeds before you came out? I believe that year after year, the future wheat seeds will only get better and better."
Bai Shan nodded. Wheat is the main food for people in the north of the Yangtze River. The output of rice is not as good as that of wheat. Now that new wheat seeds have been distributed to various places, its role will be revealed in the next two years.
If ten mu of land could only support one person in the past, but now perhaps only five mu of land can be used, there will be a lot of extra food, which can naturally be used for commercial purposes.
Bai Shan thought of this, stopped writing, pulled a piece of white paper to calculate, Man Bao lay on the window and said to him: "But it is not enough to increase the production of a single grain of new wheat, at least this kind of increase is not enough." Yes, if you want to benefit business, you have to stabilize the land, and then you have to cut taxes for farmers, otherwise the land will be abandoned under heavy interest, and maybe it will be transferred around and all of it will be in the hands of aristocratic families."
She said: "You forgot the books we read, how many dynasties were destroyed by the hands of aristocratic families?"
Bai Shan laughed and said, "That's just a fake historical story, how can it be taken seriously?"
Man Bao looked at him seriously and said, "Then do you think the writing makes sense?"
Bai Shan paused for a moment, then began to frown and think.
Man Bao said: "Look, you think it's reasonable. Use it when it's self-interested, and say it's a pseudo-historical script when it's not. Then we won't talk about those scripts, and just talk about our official history. The previous dynasty was How did you die?"
The aristocratic family was wiped out in an uprising, and the current royal Li family is the Longxi aristocratic family, an aristocrat.
Man Bao said again: "How did the previous dynasty be destroyed?"
Coincidentally, it was also destroyed by the powerful, and it was the father-in-law who robbed the throne of the son-in-law and grandson.
Man Bao: "How will the dynasty be destroyed again and again?"
It was even more chaotic. The later emperors were all puppets of the family, and finally the dynasty was wiped out by a group of nobles from the family.
Man Bao spread his hands and said, "Look, the same is true of official history."
She directly concluded his article, "I don't think your article is passable."
Bai Shan raised his eyebrows high, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true."
"Then we bet?"
Bai Shan: "Just bet, what do you want to bet?"
Man Bao thought for a while, but she couldn't figure out what she was going to bet on. The main reason was that she was reluctant to take out something, so she said: "Gambling is the behavior of bad people. We bet on other things. If you lose, next time, sir, I will arrange something for you." You can help me with my homework, if I lose, how about I also do a homework for you?"
Bai Shan: "... I don't need you to help me with my homework, forget it, why don't you give me your dagger?"
Man Bao flatly refused: "No."
Bai Shan rolled his eyes and said: "If you lose, then you will accompany me to the Taoist Temple of Xuandu to enjoy the peach blossoms, without bringing anyone else, just the two of us."
Man Bao smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Okay!"
Mr. Zhuang and Xiang Mingxue came back from the outside slowly. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw two teenagers talking in one window and outside the window, with smiles on their faces, and they didn't know what happy things they were talking about.
Mr. Zhuang asked aloud, "How can you lie on the window and talk and not enter the house in this cold day?"
It was the end of February at this time, although the spring breeze was blowing everywhere, but unfortunately, it was cold in the past two days, and it was still very cold.
Man Baocai made a bet that she was going to do homework for her, but when Mr. Zhuang appeared suddenly, she was so scared that she was so guilty, she got up and stood up, and said with an excuse: "I just had a few words with him."
After speaking, he made an excuse and ran away.
Seeing her running into the garden, Mr. Zhuang turned his head to look at Bai Shan.
Bai Shan in the window blushed slightly, and also accepted the homework and said, "I, I've been at my desk for a long time, and I went to the garden to get used to my eyes."
also ran away.
Seeing that they had all run away, Xiang Mingxue smiled at Mr. Zhuang, "Young people are really lively."
Mr. Zhuang laughed, "Mr. Xiang is not very old, but why does he look like an old man?"
He smiled and said, "You are in your prime, and your legs and feet are better now, so you should consider getting a wife, right?"
Xiang Mingxue didn't expect that this matter would be related to him, so he paused for a while before smiling bitterly: "Mr. You just joked. I'm just a commoner now, and I'm still a penniless commoner. Which girl would be willing to marry me?" ?”
There are still many, after all, the autobiography of Xiang Mingxue written by Bai Erlang is very popular now. Although most of the readers are men, there are also many women who follow the book.
What's more, there are gentlemen in teahouses who bought books to tell stories in teahouses.
When Mr. Zhuang went to drink tea in the teahouse, he would often hear girls talking about how good a woman could be to marry Xiang Mingxue.
So Mr. Zhuang thinks it is not difficult for Xiang Mingxue to marry a wife.
Moreover, he didn't think it would be difficult for him to make money. After all, he was able to organize people to assassinate the king of Yizhou in such a difficult situation, and he was caught three times in a row.
But now, the imperial court has returned Dongxi Village to him, and also returned some properties that were confiscated by the Xiang family because of the extermination of the family. It is not difficult for him to make money.
Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of person Mr. Xiang likes, maybe I can be a matchmaker for you."
Xiang Mingxue: ... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have made fun of Bai Shan and Zhou Man.
Just one sentence caused so many things.
Man Bao wrote down today's bet with Bai Shan in her notepad at night, so as not to forget, she felt that as long as the husband and the Ph.D. of Guozixue were not fools, they would definitely type back his article.
You must win!