A group of elders talked about the children's marriage, and Lao Zhou finished smoking a bag of cigarettes before he got down to business.
He knocked on the cigarette rod, poured out all the ash and oil, then pinned it to his lower back, and also touched a handful of wheat to help rub it.
He hummed to himself, if the wheat was being rubbed like this in their house, the big stick would have been slapped on it long ago. He had never seen anyone rubbing wheat while sitting down.
But this is someone else’s house, so of course it’s more comfortable to sit and rub it.
Lao Zhoutou thought of business and asked everyone, "Has your wheat been dried?"
"Oh, my house has just finished rubbing it, and it still needs to be exposed to the sun for two or three days. But I think it will rain again today. Look at the dark clouds in the sky. It won't be able to get over. If it rains, it will have to be exposed to the sun more.
It’s been a day.”
"Then you have to be careful and don't let it get wet in the rain. I was just about to tell you that the Bai family wants to exchange wheat for ours and use it to make wheat seeds, so you have to dry it well."
"How much do they want?"
"Want it all!"
"What?" The villagers were startled and asked one after another: "Why do you need so much? Can their family plant it all?"
"He is a big landowner, and there is more than one Bai family. Then Mr. Bai is from the Bai family, and isn't Young Master Bai also from the Bai family?" Old Zhoutou had automatically understood that the two Bai families had to change wheat seeds, so it was taken as a matter of course.
Ying Ying said: "We have so much land, I guess this idea is not enough."
"One pound for one pound?"
Hearing the reluctance in his tone, Lao Zhou rolled his eyes and said, "Then the exchange between your family and mine last year was just one pound for one pound?"
"Uncle Jin, aren't we in the same group?" He said, "You can't side with Man Bao just because they play well with the young master."
"Fart," Lao Zhoutou cursed and then thought, it is true that he has a good relationship with the Bai family, but his relationship with the village is even better, so he thought for a while and said: "Yes, this is what we can do
For seeds, one pound for one pound seems like a bit of a loss, how about a little more?"
"Order more, order more," everyone encouraged, and someone said, "Even if it's just one tael more, it's still ten pounds out of a hundred pounds, which is enough for the whole family to eat several meals of white steamed buns."
Lao Zhoutou's eyes brightened, he patted his thigh and said, "That's right, then let's offer a higher price, then..."
Lao Zhoutou thought for a while and said: "Just exchange one pound to three taels for one pound. Then let them lower the price, and then the minimum price will be one pound to one tael. By then, my family will also exchange all the wheat."
"Uncle Jin, how much wheat did your family harvest this year?"
"I didn't weigh it, but this year I planted 20 acres and harvested 69 bags. I remember the year before last, I planted 35 acres and only harvested 67 bags."
Everyone was dumbfounded, "So many?"
Daliang's father slapped his thigh and said, "Let me tell you, on my two acres of land in Xiaowan, ten bundles were tied this year. I remember only seven bundles were tied the year before last."
Da Liangniang couldn't help but said, "When you bundle the wheat, one bundle is more and the other is less. Can you count them?"
"Why can't you count? The difference is only a handful of ears of wheat. How far can the difference be? I have asked you to separate those ears of wheat, one by one. You can count whether there are more or less. You have to
Stacked together.”
"I want to separate them. Is your yard that big?" Da Liangniang couldn't help but quarreled with him. "The wheat ears that are bundled back cannot be exposed to the sun. You want me to transplant rice seedlings and spread fertilizer. You
Instead, pull out all these wheat ears to make room for me."
"Okay, okay," Lao Zhoutou hurriedly tried to persuade him, "What a big deal, these seedlings have been inserted. There is nothing to do next, so just rub it slowly."
"Uncle Jin, your kind of stuff is pretty awesome, isn't it? Where did you buy it?"
Lao Zhoutou himself found it incredible. He thought for a while and said: "I didn't buy it. I have always kept some seeds at home. The wheat harvest was fine the year before last. Although the wheat harvest in some fields is better than yours, it was because my family planted it carefully. But
Last year, there was a disaster, and the production in the fields was reduced a bit..."
When Lao Zhoutou said this, everyone remembered it.
The fields in the village are almost all together, and everyone can see what the crops are like.
The real changes started last year. At that time, everyone's fields were hit by disasters and the harvest was not good at all, but the wheat fields at Lao Zhoutou's family were not bad.
Zhou Daliang, who had been as quiet as a chicken on the side, suddenly slapped his thigh, "I know, it must be because Master Tianzun remembered Manbao last year. This is a reward from Master Tianzun to your uncle's family, and it is also a favor to our village.
"
Lao Zhoutou and everyone looked at Zhou Daliang without saying anything.
Zhou Daliang said anxiously: "Dad, uncles, what I said is true. The fourth child also said that Man Bao is really the reincarnation of a fairy. His wife screamed so miserably the day she gave birth to her baby that she pulled Man Bao to worship her.
She gave birth immediately after the birth, and there was no problem at all. Both mother and baby were very safe."
Everyone looked at Lao Zhoutou.
Lao Zhoutou was silent for a moment and said: "Lao Si took Man Bao to worship the gods that night, but now aren't we talking about exchanging wheat?"
The villagers immediately laughed and nodded: "Same, same, Ah Jin, you have to tell Man Bao when you go back and ask her to bless our business smoothly and exchange for more wheat."
Lao Zhoutou thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I will ask Man Bao to pay homage to Master Tianzun later, but there is no guarantee whether Master Tianzun will agree to our Man Bao's request."
"I know, I know, you can't force it."
"Then we made an agreement. You have to dry the wheat later. No matter whether we can change it more or not, we have to dry the wheat. This is for making seeds, so we don't want to trick anyone."
Everyone agreed and started talking, "It's a pity that this year my spring wheat uses seeds left over from home, and the harvest will definitely not be as good as this batch of winter wheat."
"Then we have to save some more seeds for ourselves, and plant the same seeds from Uncle Jin's wheat next spring."
Lao Zhou put his hands behind his back and said, "Then leave more and plant winter wheat after the autumn harvest. Don't you want to order more seeds?"
"Ah? If we plant winter wheat after the autumn harvest, will the soil be able to bear it?"
When Lao Zhou saw that the person asking the question was a young junior, he hit him with his pipe and said, "You are really stupid. You don't know how to change a field to plant winter wheat. Let the field you planted last year rest."
"
The younger generation couldn't help but mutter, "If the autumn harvest goes well, why are we still planting winter wheat?"
Lao Zhoutou heard this and didn't reply. He just pointed it out. Whether to plant or not depends on people's volition. Anyway, he was the one to plant.
There are so many children in their family. Even if the weather is good, they can only have enough to eat.
But after eating, of course I thought it would be better to give the children white rice and steamed buns every day. Anyway, he doesn't like to eat things mixed with bran or wheat bran.