Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Zhuang hurriedly asked, "Where did your seeds come from?"

Bai Shanbao yawned and said, "I bought it from Manbao's family. She said that her seeds were good, and it was cheaper for us, but it wasn't cheap. Bai Zhuangtou said that it was as expensive as the grain store in the county town. "

Man Bao was no longer happy and didn't sleep anymore. He got up from the bed and said, "Isn't my home delivered to your door? And my sister-in-law helped distribute the wheat seeds. Will the county grain store help you distribute the wheat seeds?"

Bai Shanbao said quietly: "This year's wheat seeds are three times more expensive than previous years."

"Yeah," Man Bao didn't feel guilty at all, but pinched his waist and said, "That's why I sold so many wheat seeds that I didn't have any noodles to eat. My family's steamed bread is made with bran. ."

There was a lot of wheat that was replaced in the Manbao system, but she couldn't get the wheat out with a wave of her hand, and she couldn't eat the wheat, she could only stuff a few handfuls of wheat into the grain bag when it was empty. , did not dare to plug more.

Once she just stuffed a little more, her mother said in amazement, how the food bags at home were eating a lot, but there were more.

Then Keke strictly forbade her to stuff any more, she could only stuff two handfuls every three to five, and there was so much wheat in it, I didn't know how long the fortress would last.

Therefore, Man Bao was very worried. When she heard about changing seeds, she was anxious. She felt that she would never buy seeds from future people and change seeds again.

How good is direct seed exchange?

It's a pity that no one cares about her wheat seeds.

Man Bao sighed.

Bai Shanbao is too stingy, mainly because he is in charge of the financial power of the small farm now, because at the beginning of the spring they spent a lot of money on buying seeds, farming tools, and various things. Grandmother probably disliked them spending too much , directly allocated a sum of money to him and let him manage it himself.

He has no income yet, and he has to pay the day laborers every day, and he has to spend money to buy food for them. He is under a lot of pressure, isn't it?

Bai Shanbao felt that fortunately they had planted a lot of vegetables in the fields in front of the mountain a month ago, so he didn't need to buy the vegetables, otherwise he would definitely feel more heartache.

Although Man Bao also likes money, she has never been soft on spending money. The main reason is that the money is not in her hands or in her control, so she has no heartache at all.

One of the two couldn't understand the other, and they quarreled immediately.

Mr. Zhuang originally cared about wheat seeds, but he didn't care anymore. He moved a bit and sat on the edge of the plank, watching the quarrel between the two of them. He watched with great interest.

Bai Erlang was already asleep, but he didn't open his eyes when he was woken up, and continued to lie on his stomach and pretended to sleep. As a result, seeing that they were getting more and more noisy, he couldn't help getting up and yelling, "Don't make any noise!"

The two stopped to look at him together.

Bai Erlang said angrily: "Isn't it just money, my father has it, I will ask him if I want it, how much do you say?"

"No!" Bai Shanbao and Manbao refused in unison.

Bai Shanbao said, "This is our business. We made a contract before, how can we violate it?"

Man Bao also said: "And we are not short of money now. Even if we are short of money, we should borrow it, not ask for it."

Bai Erlang roared: "Then what are you arguing about? If you don't sleep at noon, what's so noisy?"

"How can this be a quarrel? We are clearly discussing how to cut costs." Bai Shanbao said in dissatisfaction.

"That's right," Man Bao also said: "How can a family become rich? That is to increase the income and reduce the expenditure. We have not harvested yet, and if there is no open source, we can only reduce the expenditure. You are still the master of Zhuangzi, so you don't have to worry about it at all. Eating white rice is the most shameful!"

Bai Shanbao then emphasized, "Eating white rice is the most shameful!"

Bai Erlang was speechless, unable to quarrel, and he seemed unable to fight, so he snorted and turned around to ignore them.

But Man Bao and Bai Shanbao reached an agreement, "Let's save some flowers next."

Bai Erlang couldn't help but turn around and said, "What are you saving? The time to spend money is over. Didn't we start making money when we harvested the wheat?"

"This batch of wheat cannot be sold," Man Bao said. "It has to be saved to eat. In the future, I will have to make food for temporary workers."

Bai Shanbao, however, had a different suggestion, "I can't eat so much. The food is expensive now. We have to take the opportunity to sell a little more. When the summer harvest is over, and the price of food comes down, we can buy some more."

However, Man Bao felt that food was more important than money. She said, "Food can be exchanged for money at any time, but money cannot be exchanged for grain at any time."

"We can't eat so much, so what do we keep so much grain for?" Bai Shanbao said, "We have to take advantage of the high price of grain and exchange it for money, otherwise the grain will be worthless when the summer and autumn harvests are over."

Bai Erlang looked at this, then at that, silently speaking.

Man Bao thought about it for a while, and it was true that the farm's situation was different from their family's.

When their family receives food, they must keep most of it. Only when the family really needs money will they take out some food and exchange it for money.

But their farms obviously don't need so much food.

Man Bao asked: "How to sell?"

"Sell it directly to the grain shop."

Man Bao, who has sold grain several times with his brothers, knew that the general price of grain shops was lower than that of outside merchants, so he asked, "Who do you usually sell your food to?"

Bai Shanbao shook his head, "I don't know."

Bai Erlang said: "I know, my family is sold to Uncle Wu."

He has met Uncle Wu several times with his father, and every time he will bring him delicious candy and give him toys.

Man Bao's eyes were shining brightly, and he said to him, "When that Uncle Wu comes to collect the food, remember to introduce us to him."

Bai Erlang patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

Mr. Zhuang kept watching and listening with a smile on his face. After they discussed and stopped quarreling, he continued to ask, "Manbao, where did your family's seeds come from?"

"It was planted," Man Bao said. "Every year my parents would pick the best wheat ears to use as seeds."

"But so many kinds of wheat obviously cannot be selected, which means that your wheat is also very good. In previous years, your wheat was better than others?"

"Yeah," Man Bao nodded affirmatively at this point and said, "Take care of it more carefully, weed frequently, and fertilize more."

Mr. Zhuang nodded. At this time, he didn't know that the entire Qili Village had exchanged wheat seeds with the old Zhou family. This year, the winter wheat yield in Qili Village has nearly doubled compared to other villages.

Even the villagers of Qili Village don't know it.

Because whoever has nothing to do is weighed, it is this year, and in previous years, there was no full name of 1 mu. They only counted a few bundles of wheat that could be carried back per mu. It was estimated that they were very happy with a bumper harvest.