Daning Dynasty god-level sign-in system

Liu Datou is the patriarch of the village next door. He also came here today to see what the corn is that has been spreading wildly recently. He heard from the owner of Xiaojiazhuang that the yield per mu can reach eight shi.

Isn't this a joke?Since ancient times, where has there been such a high yield of grain per mu?
He saw many familiar faces in the crowd, "Mr. Li, are you here too?"

This Mr. Li is the elder of the Li family village. He is about [-] years old, and he is full of energy. "Big head, you are late, and you almost have no place to stand."

Zhao Yishan, the patriarch of Zhaojia Village, also came over, "Liu Datou, your Liujia Village is close to the river bank, which is convenient for irrigation, and each family has good paddy fields, so why are you here to join in the fun?"

Liu Datou: "I just see that some people's bragging is not pleasing to the eye, so I want to come over to see if it is true or not."

He Shun, the patriarch of Hejia Village: "Liu Datou, do you mean that you don't believe that there are eight stones in corn production?"

Liu Datou: "I wouldn't believe it even if I was beaten to death. Although I, Liu Datou, am not a scholar, I have studied in a private school for several years and know a few words. Of course, I am not easy to be deceived by some people's words. deceived."

He Shun: "Actually, I'm the same as you. The best yield of our rice is only three stones. I don't believe that this corn can produce eight stones."

Zhao Yishan: "In my opinion, it's better to be more cautious. Last time I saw the scene of harvesting corn. You didn't see the pile of corn cobs that piled up like a mountain. Maybe the yield can really be as high as eight stones."

Old Man Li: "What Yishan said is true. I don't think that Xiao Zhuangzhu is a person who deceives the world. Besides, he doesn't need to deceive us, so it's better to accumulate some morals."

Liu Datou: "Old Li, I'm already trying to save face for him. According to my personality, Liu Datou, if I meet such a brazen person, I would have sent him to the government a long time ago."

"Oh, which one of the laws of Daning violated this? Why did you send me to the court?"

Xiao Yan happened to pass by, and asked back after hearing this.

The crowd quickly fell silent.

Liu Datou turned around and saw a young man, and said disdainfully, "Which one are you? Why do you interrupt my Liu Datou?"

Zhao Yishan: "Liu Datou, he is the owner of Xiaojiazhuang, why don't you apologize to Xiaozhuang owner?"

Liu Datou didn't expect Xiao Yan to be so young, "So you are the owner of Xiao Zhuang. You keep saying that the corn yield is eight stones per mu, right?"

Xiao Yan: "That's right, Xiao did say that, so what?"

Liu Datou bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Just based on this, you can be accused of deceiving the public! No one in the world knows the five grains. Tell me, how can there be anyone who produces eight stones per mu?"

Many people in the crowd watched the fun with a skeptical attitude. After all, the eight stones per mu is really shocking.

"I haven't really heard of it."

"I haven't heard of it either. I only know that the best paddy field in our village has an yield of only two stones per mu."

Nima, this is here to mess things up, I'm going to say less, I'll see you guys are still arrogant when you weigh it later.

Xiao Yan was in a good mood today, and he didn't care too much about it: "Leaving aside the charges, what if there are eight stones?"

Liu Datou: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Xiao Yan: "How about we take a gamble?"

Liu Datou: "Just bet, bet, who is afraid of whom! Do you want to play a bigger one or a smaller one?"

Xiao Yan: "Since there are so many people today, it's too petty to play small, how about playing big?"

Liu Datou: "Okay, then bet 100 taels."

Xiao Yan's face was full of black lines: "Fuck, 100 taels is also called big?"

Liu Datou took out a Zou Baba bank note and showed it off: "Do you have 100 taels? Look, this is a 100 taels exchange ticket."

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, this is simply an insult to this young master, Xiao Yan casually took out a stack of brand new banknotes and said: "Uh, I really haven't seen 100 taels of banknotes, you see, this is the only one I have. "

Liu Datou's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You also have the Tongchang Note, and it's still 1 taels each. Where did you get so many bank notes?"

Xiao Yan: "Oh, I went out to pick them up when the wind was blowing."

Liu Datou's eyes glowed green: "Where can I pick it up, I will go too."

Xiao Yan doesn't pay attention to him anymore, the 100 tael gamble is simply a waste of time, "Everyone, wait a moment, we are going to weigh it, and everyone will witness the real yield of corn."

Zhao Yishan was the first to say: "Okay, I believe that Master Xiao will definitely be able to reach eight stones."

When Zhao Yishan persuaded Liu Datou before, Xiao Yan had already noticed him, and now this person is so flattering, so he invited: "Sir, can I be a witness later?"

Zhao Yishan said happily: "It's inconvenient for Fang, thank you to Xiao Zhuang, but I wonder if this old Li can witness together?"

Zhao Yishan briefly introduced Mr. Li again.

Xiao Yan had nothing to do, "Of course, it is my honor to have such a respected person as Mr. Li to witness, please!"

The two followed Xiao Yan to the specially opened place in front of Zhuangzi.

At this moment, all the preparations on the field have been done.

As soon as Xiao Yan arrived at the scene, he immediately asked people to start weighing the corn.

Because corn is a new thing, the measuring instruments usually used to weigh rice and so on are no longer needed, so Xiao Yan specially ordered a new measuring instrument.

The shape of this kind of measuring vessel is similar to that of a cylinder, the surrounding and bottom are sealed, and only the upper part is hollowed out.

This kind of measuring device is called a measuring pot, and one pot is exactly one stone.

The person who weighed has already started to move, and someone beside him is recording the number that has been weighed.

The crowd on the side is also silently helping to count.

"One stone, two stones, three stones..."

After a cup of tea.

"Fifty stone, 51 stone..."

After a stick of incense.

"150 stones, 150 stones..."

The originally calm crowd gradually started to talk.

"My God, this is less than half, it's already 150 shi!"

"Before someone said that despite the height of the corn heap harvested a few days ago, in fact, the corn still has to be peeled and the cobs removed, and there is not much left. Is this the so-called not much left?"

"Does anyone know how many acres of corn the owner planted?"

"I know, I know, it is said to be 24 acres of land."

"Are these 24 mu of land all high-quality fields? Is it near the river?"

"It's absolutely nothing. Every time I went to the market, I would pass by that cornfield. It used to be a place where birds didn't lay eggs. When Zhu Tong occupied it, I heard that thirty stones of rice could be harvested every year."

"It's definitely not a high-quality fertile land, or else I can collect at least 60 shi."