Yang Heshu looked at them suspiciously, "Can you still sell it to outsiders?"
He didn't think that with Mr. Bai here, they could still sell new wheat seeds to others.
The three of them looked up and laughed at Yang and Shu together.
Yang Heshu:......
The three children also began to be dishonest.
Yang Heshu wanted to take a look at their fields, but Manbao looked at the position of the sun and said it was okay.
So the three of them took Yang Heshu to see their small farm.
Because they had long thought about planting winter wheat, their small farm was not idle at this time.
Bai Zhuangtou was leading three long-term workers to plow out the fields that needed to be planted with winter wheat. Yang Heshu walked around the field with his hands behind his back and asked: "Since your new wheat seeds are so good, why don't the people in the village cooperate with them?"
Are you growing winter wheat together?”
"Because they have no shortage of food now."
Yang Heshu looked at the three children, "Are you in need?"
"We don't lack, but we don't go to the fields either," Bai Shanbao said, "We all ask people to plant the seeds."
Yang Heshu shook his head and said with a smile: "People in this world are really weird. They don't cultivate their own land, but they are very keen to cultivate other people's land."
With his hands behind his back, he watched three long-term workers plowing the fields, and they also helped to crush large pieces of mud with their feet. After crushing them, he felt that something was wrong.
He stared at the plow in the hands of the long-term worker, thought about it for a long time, and asked hesitantly, "Your plow seems different from other people's plows."
"Yes, magistrate, didn't you see it at the beginning of spring?"
"No, at that time..." Yang Heshu paused, looked at the long-term workers driving the oxen to plow over, and neighed: "Why didn't I realize at that time that your plow could plow so deep, and it also had a turning function?"
?"
Man Bao blinked, "Because you didn't know anything about farming at that time?"
Yang Heshu:...He actually thinks what she said makes sense.
After the long-term worker drove the ox plow over, Yang Heshu couldn't help but stop him, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it himself.
The three children became excited and asked enthusiastically, "Can you still plow?"
"No," Yang Heshu said, "but I have helped plows in other villages. Let me try yours."
The main reason was to be close to the people. As long as he went to the countryside, everyone was a little reserved. In order to build a good relationship with the people and expand the topic, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the fields to do some farm work.
The plow was also helped.
Although he was a novice and had not used it much, Yang Heshu quickly discovered the difference. This plow requires less force to press down, but he can hold it firmly and watch the cows walk more easily.
Yang and Shuli came back after walking for two days and looked at the three children silently without saying a word.
The three children looked at him with innocent faces.
Yang Heshu asked, "Who made such a plow?"
Bai Erlang looked around, and finally looked at Manbao, and Bai Shanbao also looked at Manbao.
Man Bao hesitated and said: "Made by a carpenter? I gave you the drawing."
"Where did you get the drawings?"
"My friend gave it to me."
"Your friend is..."
"I will not tell you."
Yang Heshu: "...Okay, if you don't tell me, don't tell me. Maybe you can give me a copy of the drawing of such a plow? Such a good thing should be used in the whole county, or even in the whole world."
Man Bao nodded: "Okay."
Yang Heshu laughed, "This is considered a credit, does your friend really not need it?"
Man Bao became entangled. He couldn't use it even if he wanted to. She asked, "Can you give me the credit?"
Yang Heshu glared, "You're welcome, you dare to ask for such a credit."
"I don't dare to ask for anything," Man Bao said, "Do you want to give me money?"
Yang Heshu nodded her forehead and said with a smile, "I'll probably give it to her."
He didn't just believe what Man Bao said. After returning to the village, he was just like Mr. Bai and Mr. Zhuang, making insinuating inquiries.
And Wanda also went to the village to inquire.
The matter of the plow was not a secret, everyone in the village knew about it.
Manbao gave the drawing to Zheng and copied it for the carpenter to make. Although everyone has tried it, this plow is indeed good.
But few people in the village have replaced their plows with new ones, because their own plows are still usable, so who wouldn’t spend so much money on getting new plows?
There are only some people whose plows are broken and cannot be repaired, or they don’t want to repair them, so they just buy a new one.
Therefore, currently there are not many new plows in Qili Village.
The whole news made Yang Heshu stunned again, and he began to think thoughtfully, "So even if there is a new plow, people may not replace it."
Man Bao said: "It doesn't cost anything to change it."
Yang Heshu choked heavily on her.
He rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is this plow expensive?"
"Eight hundred coins?" Man Bao was not sure, "Maybe if you make more, the craftsmen can give you a cheaper price."
Bai Shanbao asked him, "Mr. Yang, will you provide everyone with farm tools for free?"
Yang Heshu looked at him and said: "Don't think about it, even if it is provided for free, you won't have any share. You are so rich and you still think about my farm tools?"
Bai Shanbao muttered: "Who thinks there is too much money?"
The voice was very small, but Yang Heshu heard it and remembered it in his heart.
He couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, the richer you are, the more you want to have more money. Everyone in the world is chasing profit."
When the three of them saw him feeling so emotional, they looked at him curiously, "Mr. Yang, are you stimulated by something?"
"I'm not stimulated, I'm just angry." Yang Heshu told the story of his fight with the grain merchants in the county, and sighed: "Actually, they are all villagers. The money used to impeach me doesn't even know how much of the increase can be offset.
Food prices are high, so why bother?”
However, Man Bao remembered a book he had read in Ke Ke and asked: "Master Yang, will our county use the yamen to stabilize prices in the future?"
Yang Heshu frowned and couldn't help but stop, "Stabilize prices?"
"Yes, isn't what you are doing now just to stabilize prices?"
Yang Heshu opened his mouth wide and murmured: "Yes, what I am doing now is to stabilize prices, purchase grain from the imperial court, and then sell grain from the imperial court... No, no, this is not good, not good..."
Man Bao was startled and said quickly: "Mr. Yang, didn't I ask the county government to buy and sell grain all the time? To stabilize prices is not to buy at a low price but to sell at a high price. You are the county government?
Yamen, stop thinking about making money."
Yang Heshu finally came to his senses. He lowered his head and glanced at Man Bao, tut-tutting: "Your idea is a good one, but it makes sense."
Bai Shanbao asked: "Can the grain merchants in the county agree? Mr. Yang, you should try it in the county first. If it doesn't work, we will think of other ways."
Yang Heshu looked at him expectantly, "What can you do?"
"I think it is better to directly enforce the law and not allow grain merchants to hoard maliciously. If anyone does this, wouldn't it be better to directly confiscate the grain and sell it to the people at a fair price?"