Daning Dynasty god-level sign-in system

What Xiao Yan said was categorical, without ambiguity at all.

Although Zhu Tong didn't know what kind of confidence Xiao Yan had to say this, he actually felt that if the young master said so, he would definitely be able to do it, "Young master is mighty, I, Zhu Tong, did not follow the wrong person!"

Xiao Yan asked again: "Where are your 39 confidantes sent by Nanhua? How long have they been here? How is the training going?"

Zhu Tong: "They have been here for almost 20 days, and they have already practiced the three basic steps. Today, they also came to harvest corn with Li Tieniu and the others."

Xiao Yan nodded in praise and said, "Zhu Tong, you've done a great job! Let's go and see the corn harvest!"

The two talked for a while, and more than half of the corn had been harvested.

After the corn cobs were picked, the corn stalks taller than a person were cut down one by one, and the sight in front of them gradually widened a lot.

The corn piles like small hills on the ground are exciting to look at.

Xiao Yan came to a pile of corn, picked up a corn cob, and tore off the outer film, revealing a grain of plump corn kernels.

I have to say that the corn grows very well, and the yield per mu is definitely more than the five or six stones I said before. As for how much it is, you have to dry it and peel it off to know.

After another half an hour, the corn was finally harvested.

Liu Bing excitedly shuttled among the piles of corn, picking up a corn cob from time to time and peeling it off to have a look.

More than 20 mu of land, he ran back and forth without feeling tired.

Xiao Yan asked with a smile: "Liu Qianhu, how about my corn?"

Liu Bing rushed over and complimented loudly: "Young master is simply a god, this corn is really a good thing, in my opinion, an acre of land should cost five or six stones, right?"

After all, Liu Bing is a layman and doesn't know enough about corn, so the estimated figures are quite biased.

Xiao Yan: "We will have to wait seven or eight days to know this number."

Liu Bing was puzzled and said, "Can't we find someone to weigh it now?"

Xiao Yan explained: "Liu Qianhu doesn't know that the corn cobs are not completely dry, and there is still a corncob inside, so the deviation of the current weighing is too large."

Liu Bing: "Oh! So that's the case, then wait a few more days."

Li Tieniu ran over at this time: "Report to my son, all the corn has been harvested."

Xiao Yan praised: "Tie Niu, you have done a good job. Next, collect all the corn and transport it to the Zhuangzi. There are also these straws that can be used as fodder for cattle and horses."

Li Tieniu: "Yes!"

The crowd watching around exploded, and they started to comment on the corn one by one.

"This kind of corn is really different. The old man thought that one mu of land could produce at least three stones."

"Old man, I think you are a little old and dim-sighted. You didn't see the piles, like a small mountain bag. It must be more than three stones, at least four stones."

"Well, the young man is right, and I think it's at least four stones."

"Four stones? It's one stone more than rice, so only the top-quality paddy fields can have three stones."

A bold old farmer asked loudly: "Young Master Xiao, can your corn really cost four stones per mu?"

Xiao Yan thought to himself: Four stones?How much you look down on my corn!

"This old man, according to my estimation, one mu can produce at least eight stones!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd erupted.

"What? Eight stones?"

"Impossible, how could there be such a high grain yield per mu!"

"Eight stones? One mu is worth three mu of rice. I don't believe it."

"My God! If there are eight stones, what kind of rice should I grow? I will grow all corn, so that my whole family will no longer have to go hungry!"

"Just think about it! It's impossible to have eight stones."

Faced with doubts, Xiao Yan was very calm. These corns were full of grains, and the yield would definitely not be bad. I didn't say the number of eight stones, otherwise these people would definitely not believe it.

"If you don't believe me, let's make an appointment to go to Zhutong's Zhuangzi together on the tenth day of September. How about you witnessing it with your own eyes?"

"Okay, I want to see if Young Master Xiao is bragging!"

"I'll go too. If there are eight stones, I'll buy some seeds from Mr. Xiao, okay?"

This man is so quick-witted that he even thought of buying seeds.

When he said this, other people also reacted and asked to buy seeds.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was about to agree, Liu Bing hurriedly tugged on Xiao Yan's sleeve and reminded, "My lord, we can't sell it. If so many people buy it, we won't have anything to grow next year."

Xiao Yan: "Liu Qianhu, don't panic, I have my own way."

Let alone hundreds of people want to buy corn seeds, so what if it is tens of thousands?
These are not enough at present, I still need to be systematic. It is not a trivial matter to buy ten tons or twenty tons.

The purpose of planting these corns is just to attract others, and to cover people's eyes and ears, so that I can sell the seeds blatantly.

Anyway, these are sold out in front of me, and no one else knows, because I also replenish them through the system.

Wow, Kaka, I'm going to get rich again.

Nima, this guy has started to be intoxicated again. The dream of getting rich is to start doing it as soon as you say it, and it doesn't matter when or where it is.

"Young Master Xiao? What are you laughing at?"

"Did I read it wrong, Mr. Xiao is... actually drooling..."

Su Yu gently pushed Xiao Yan: "Young Master, Young Master, wake up, wake up, let people see the joke!"

Only then did Xiao Yan wake up from his intoxication, "What did you just say?"

Su Yu: "It seems to be about the seeds."

Xiao Yan: "Oh, fellow folks, please rest assured, the matter of seeds is easy to discuss."

"Young Master Xiao, you are really a good person from our Zhao family."

"The people of Zhaojiaji are really happy, and they have the lucky star of Mr. Xiao Yan and Mr. Xiao, but what about those of us from other places?"

Xiao Yan: "Let me go back and think about it carefully, everyone go back!"

With a lot of people and a lot of strength, it only took one day to collect all the corn and transport it back to the village.

The weather was fine for the next few days and the corn was easily drying out.

On the third day of September, two servants came to Zhaojiaji, and they rode wildly all the way, shouting loudly: "Happy news, happy news, Xiao Yan from Zhaojiaji, Suzhou Prefecture, No. 42—Won the name of Jie Yuan."

The two ran for a while, then reined in the horse, one of them asked a passerby, "Brother, how can I get to Xiao Yan and Xiao Jieyuan's house?"

"Master Xiao, Mr. Xiao lives in the village in front, you can find him wherever you go."