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Chapter 93: Contract

Shen Ziyan's first reaction was to deny Shuangxi's statement, but he did not say it out loud. Although he did not agree with Shuangxi's actions, Shuangxi should have his own reasons, right?

His little wife shouldn't do anything stupid.

Shen Ziyan looked at Shuangxi and saw Shuangxi's firm face, as if he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Xi'er, why?" Shen Ziyan still asked.

Shuangxi looked at Shen Ziyan and said, "Trust me."

Although Shen Ziyan was full of doubts, he still nodded gently. Xi'er must have her reasons for doing this.

From the beginning to the end, the paralyzed Shen Yan did not say a word, nor did he express his attitude. Shuangxi simply ignored Shen Yan.

After reaching an agreement with Li Da, Shuangxi, Shen Ziyan and Shen Yan walked back to their homes.

At this time, Shen Mo had come back and was looking around in the yard. When he came back, his wife, eldest brother, and second brother were not there. If he hadn't asked the fourth brother, he would have been really worried about where they had gone.

"Xi'er! Eldest brother! Second brother! You are back!" Shen Mo shouted happily, truly a young man who doesn't know what it's like to be sad.

After entering the house, Shen Mo poured water for everyone, and then asked in confusion: "What did you do? I heard from the fourth brother that the eldest brother and the second brother left in a hurry after they came back."

There was no trace of smile on Shen Yan's angular face, and he said coldly: "Go find the chief."

Perhaps he was used to his second brother's coffin-like face from time to time. Shen Mo continued to ask in a heartless manner: "Why are you looking for the chief? Has our land been sorted?"

Shen Ziyan did not participate in the conversation between his two younger brothers. Instead, he asked seriously and solemnly: "Xi'er, why do you insist on the depression in Xitang?"

Shuangxi looked at Shen Ziyan who supported him even though he didn't understand why he did it. He felt warm in his heart and said softly: "That rice can only be grown in lowlands."

"Daughter-in-law, stop playing around, you can't grow food in lowlands." Shen Mo interrupted.

Shuangxi ignored Shen Mo, looked at Shen Ziyan's eyes that were as peaceful and deep as a lake and said, "I won't gamble so much money on my luck."

"Xi'er, have you seen that rice before?" Shen Ziyan asked hesitantly. Logically speaking, the villagers would not recognize the rice.

It would be fine if the Anqing Dynasty had some things from Zhaonan Kingdom, but if they didn't, then you really don't want to get any information from the people of Zhaonan Kingdom.

How did Xi'er know that? She also knew that the thing had to be grown in depressions?

As we all know, wheat should not be waterlogged when growing wheat. Especially when wheat is blooming, the wheat field should be slightly dry so that the flowers will not fall and produce no fruit.

Of course, we can't let there be a drought. If there is a drought, I'm afraid there will be no gains.

I have never heard of growing food in this low land, otherwise everyone would not be so disgusted with the land in Xitang, which is close to home and wide.

Shuangxi was stunned by Shen Ziyan's question, but he smiled and said after a moment: "I have never seen that rice anywhere. But I heard that Zhaonan country is rainy, and the climate is warm and humid. This rice grows in Zhaonan country, so it must have adapted to it. The climate there is such that if we want to grow rice, we must naturally do it according to the environment there."

Shuangxi said this plausibly, but she felt a little guilty in her heart, fearing that Shen Ziyan would continue to ask questions and she would not be able to answer them.

"Daughter-in-law! You are so smart!" Shen Mo clapped his hands and applauded.

Shen Ziyan also laughed at this time: "Our Xi'er is smart. But we still have to be more careful when planting this rice. We also have to save some money, so that if it doesn't grow by then, we can still pay for it.

Mr. Su’s money.”

Shuangxi suddenly laughed. How could someone like Mr. Su really care about this little money? He was obviously afraid that someone would spoil his seed.

She will definitely grow this rice, and the twenty taels of silver are not within her scope of consideration.

There was no talk all night, but early the next morning, Su Yu and Butler Fu came. Behind them was a carriage, from which two bags made of woven hemp were carried out.

Each one weighs about fifty pounds.

This rice is still old rice seed. It was sown once last year, but it didn't grow. This year, Su Yu simply took out all the seeds. What was planted couldn't be grown, and it happened again.

It is said that this kind of seed becomes more difficult to grow after many years.

"Master Su, you are here." Shuangxi greeted Mr. Su with a charming smile.

In her eyes, Mr. Su is a golden treasure. If she grows this rice and masters this technology, then Mr. Su will still be able to make money by then.

Although Shuangxi is well aware of the principle that ill-gotten gains are not advisable, she also knows deeply that every extra penny she can earn with her own abilities is worth every penny.

Su Yu was wearing a purple brocade robe today, which showed a noble color, and it looked even more noble when worn on him.

"Madam Su Shen, I'm sorry for disturbing you." Su Yu's attitude was quite polite.

"Mr. Su, come in and drink a bowl of...water." Shuangxi originally wanted to say go in and drink a bowl of tea, but then he remembered that he didn't have tea at home, so he had to change his mind and say water.

Unexpectedly, Su Yu actually walked into Shuangxi's home with his feet wearing deerskin boots.

Su Yu asked a few questions about the Shen family's situation with a smile, while Shuangxi went to get a large porcelain bowl and poured Su Yu a bowl of mountain spring water.

"Here's the water for you." Shuangxi held the bowl over. His hands were not as smooth as a daughter's house should be, but looked a bit rough.

Butler Fu frowned, not wanting Su Yu to drink the farmer's water, but Su Yu took the bowl gracefully and took a sip. Unexpectedly, it tasted sweet, without a trace of tea aroma, and there was no addition.

Nothing else, but it tastes like spring sweetness.

"This water is good." Su Yu praised.

Shuangxi said with a smile: "This water comes from the spring on the mountain."

Su Yu looked at the Su family's wife in front of her and felt that she had never seen such a vivid person before. When she was in her house before, those women all looked the same.

Su Yu thought to herself, on the contrary, this country girl has a lot of fun.

At this time, Su Yu noticed that the place where he had just been sitting was somewhat different, and asked curiously: "Why is this bed still warm?"

Shen Mo suddenly laughed: "This is not a bed, we call it a kang. My wife invented it!"

Su Yu's asked a few questions and then asked Shuangxi how to grow the rice.

Shuangxi told Su Yu that he wanted to use the lowland to grow rice. Su Yu frowned. He was a businessman, and his natural interests were his first priority. He would not mess around with a little girl.

Then Shuangxi told Su Yu that he wanted to imitate the environment of Zhaonan Kingdom.

Su Yu was slightly stunned now.

Then Su Yu asked: "Do you need anything else?"

Shuangxi smiled and said: "I want some plant ash, but there is nothing else..."

Plant ashes were really not that important. Su Yu had many of them in his village, so he nodded in agreement.

Then Su Yu took out two pieces of rice paper with Juanxiu's small words written on them, and said to Shen Ziyan: "If there are no other problems, let's make a contract." This kind of thing still requires a man.

Shen Ziyan took the paper and read it carefully.

This surprised Su Yu. She didn't expect that there was someone in the Shen family who could read.

He just wanted Butler Fu to read it to them.

After Shen Ziyan read it, he nodded slightly, signed his name with the pen and ink brought by Butler Fu, and then pressed his fingerprints.

When Shen Ziyan writes, he holds the pen very steadily and the characters are also very elegant!

Su Yu couldn't help but admire in her heart, the Shen family looked really extraordinary! It was good for these rural villagers to be literate, but she never expected that they could write such good handwriting.

This thing, similar to a modern contract, was made in two copies. The Shen family kept one copy and gave the other to Su Yu.

From this incident, it can be seen that Su Yu must be very rigorous in doing things, and it can be said that there is no leakage.

"Mrs. Shen, I'll leave this to you. I'll come back to see you in a few days." Su Yu said while looking at Shuangxi.

After sending Su Yu away, the Shen family planned how to plant the rice.

Shuangxi and Shen Mo carried the two bags of seeds to the river at the foot of the mountain, and used ropes to put the two bags of seeds into the slow-flowing river. Fortunately, people in ancient times also washed clothes and vegetables in this river.

, but there is no detergent or industrial wastewater.

"Daughter-in-law, are you soaking these seeds to make them germinate?" Shen Mo said, looking at the sack soaked in water.

Shuangxi nodded, Shen Mo is really a smart person.

Because of the embarrassment that night, Shen Mo found that his wife didn't like to talk to him anymore, so he would talk to Shuangxi from time to time.

From the time he went up trees to dig out bird eggs when he was a child, to when his older brother asked him to practice calligraphy, he talked to Shuangxi about every detail.

"Why did Bing Xian get sick?" Shuangxi asked, tilting his head and looking at the big boy with wheat-colored skin.

Shen Mo scratched his head and said, "I don't know either. My fourth brother has been raised in that hot spring cave for as long as I can remember."

Shuangxi has been curious more than once about what kind of disease Shen Bingxian has. Even as a modern person, she has never heard of this kind of disease.

Shen Mo added: "But it seems that the eldest brother has mentioned that the fourth brother is not sick, but poisoned."

"Poisoned?" This made Shuangxi even more incomprehensible. Who would poison a child?

"Maybe I was hungry when I was young and ate the wrong thing." Shen Mo continued.

It is really possible, Shuangxi has put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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