Zhou Lang is also a person who has seen the world. He knows that some clothing materials are difficult to buy, and the fabric sent by the Ji family this time looks even better than last time, and the colors are brighter.
Zhou Lang gestured to Man Bao and nodded with satisfaction, "Just right for you."
Man Bao is not too keen on beautiful clothes now. She has to go to the pharmacy every day. Not only does she need to dress neatly to treat patients, but she also has to climb up and down to sort out medicinal materials when there are no patients.
So now she likes clean and comfortable clothes.
Man Bao only glanced at it, then turned around and handed it to Zhou Lijun, saying, "Here it is, give some back to Daya and Sanya, so they can wear it too."
Zhou Lang was stingy and rushed over and said: "Forget it, I'll take care of it for you."
In the study, Magistrate Tang, who had just finished a chess game, turned around and saw the scene of dividing spoils, oh, no, property, in the yard.
He smiled slightly and said: "Sir, these three disciples don't look like they are short of money. I didn't expect them to love money so much."
Mr. Zhuang didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "There are no people in the world who don't love money, but gentlemen love money and get it in a right way. They only abide by this rule and it is enough."
Magistrate Tang nodded slightly, nodded with Mr. Zhuang, stood up and walked out, watching them divide the property.
He walked up to Zhou Lang, but his eyes were not looking at the cloth in his hand, but at the carriage in the corner of the yard.
That was the car Zhou Lang bought later. It was a flatbed cart and was specially used for hauling goods. He would only change into this car when he returned to Qili Village.
At this time, the car was tied with a blue-black oil paper cloth, and there was something bulging under the cloth. No one knew what it was.
Magistrate Tang pointed at the car and asked with a smile, "What is that?"
Zhou Lang took one look and replied, smiling: "Sir, those are some local specialties we brought from our hometown."
"Oh? What's there?"
Zhou Lang saw that Magistrate Tang was curious and wanted to please him, so he stepped forward and untied the rope to show him what was underneath. He counted: "There are homemade sauces, jar meat, and bacon. Oh, this is Mr. Liu."
It was given by someone, saying that Master Shan likes to eat this..."
Seeing Magistrate Tang touching a box, he said: "This is Master Shan's winter coat. Oh, this is Master Cheng's winter coat. These boxes are all things collected by their family. I don't know exactly what they contain."
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County Magistrate Tang:......
He finally touched a sack, and Zhou Lang said with a smile: "This is wheat."
Magistrate Tang asked: "Why do you go out of your way to bring wheat from home? Wouldn't it be better to just buy rice and noodles here?"
"Oh, that's not possible. The price of food here is high," Zhou Lang said, "Let's go back to the village. Even if we don't take it from home, but buy it from the village, it will be half cheaper than buying rice and noodles in the city. Anyway,
I have to go home, so for a round trip, I can just buy it from home."
Magistrate Tang was choked and speechless as he looked at the grain bags in the car.
Man Bao was extremely happy on the side and asked: "Master Tang, if you want to say anything to my fourth brother, just say it."
The smile on Magistrate Tang's face returned to its original appearance, and he said with a smile: "Why did I hear Li Zheng from the countryside below say, Shiro, you are selling wheat seeds?"
Zhou Lang was startled and asked anxiously: "Is it illegal to sell wheat seeds?"
Magistrate Tang smiled and shook his head: "It's not illegal."
Zhou Lang exhaled, relaxed again, and said with a smile: "I'm selling some wheat seeds, but these two bags are not. These are wheat and millet I brought from home, and I grind them back to eat at home."
He really felt that the price of food here was high, and every time he went back, his parents would always give him some rice and noodles, so he just took it from home or bought it from the village.
It’s just a matter of journey.
County Magistrate Tang didn't expect that they really brought rice and noodles from home. He was startled before he found his voice: "Well, then you won't go to the grain store to buy grain?"
"Yes, except for the first two months after arriving, the rice and noodles we ate have never been bought from outside. They are all grown at home." Zhou Lang was very proud and even recommended the rice and noodles in his village to Magistrate Tang.
"Mr. Tang, the rice and noodles we have there are very delicious. As you will know after eating here later, they are also cheap. It happens to be just after the autumn harvest. There is an abundance of millet and wheat in the village. Do you want to stock up on some at home?"
Man Bao couldn't help but said: "Fourth brother, Mr. Tang is the county magistrate. He has his own official land, and he can't finish his rice and noodles."
Zhou Lang was surprised, "Master Tang also farms?"
Before Tang County Magistrate could say anything, Manbao said again: "He doesn't need to plant it, the government will plant it for him."
Zhou Lang was filled with envy, "Why is the government so good?"
Then he looked at his Yaomei with a look of pity, "Manbao, why are you just a girl? Otherwise, with your intelligence, you would definitely be able to pass the official examination. If you pass the official examination, not to mention the official land, and
The government will farm for you."
Man Bao said: "It's okay, fourth brother. When Liu Tou is a little older, you can let him study for examination."
Zhou Lang frowned and said, "I don't like reading either. I get a headache when I read words. What if your sixth nephew is like me?"
Man Bao: "...Don't they all say that a son is like his mother? He might be like his fourth sister-in-law?"
Zhou Lang became even more worried, "Your sister-in-law doesn't look very smart, so there's no way that your nephew is like your aunt?"
Magistrate Tang saw that they were having a heated discussion across him and in front of him. He couldn't help but extended his hand to interrupt them, "Okay, Shiro, did you bring any wheat seeds this time?"
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"Yes, but there are too many things in the car, so I don't carry much, only two bags."
You see, this is all kinds of meat, clothes, and wheat and millet that you eat at home. Can it not be too much?
Magistrate Tang took a look at the things on the carriage. He really couldn't find the two bags of wheat seeds, so he simply stopped looking. He took Zhou Lang to sit down in the yard and talked, "Those wheat seeds are new wheat seeds."
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"Yes, Magistrate Tang also knows?"
Can you not know?
Yang Heshu sent him a batch, and he even planted it, but the other party was too cunning and didn't send much. Later, he spent money to buy it, but because the price was too high, he couldn't buy much.
After all, the county government's money is not his money.
His money...
With different status, he is not as courageous as Yang Heshu.
So he could only sigh and nod, "You know, the yield is indeed high. Did you carefully select these wheat seeds?"
Zhou Lang had only been in business for a short time, and he only traded with farmers and brothers he was familiar with. He was still naive now. When asked by County Magistrate Tang, he told the truth and said with a smile: "It's fine wheat that has been screened. It's fine."
Apart from the carefully selected wheat seeds that were kept at home, the rest were sold to County Magistrate Yang and Mr. Bai."
Magistrate Tang then asked, "Is there a big difference between your kind of wheat and that kind?"
"There are still some differences, but it's better than the old wheat seeds, isn't it?" Zhou Lang smiled sheepishly at Magistrate Tang: "Magistrate Tang, if you want to buy it, I can give it to you cheaper."