Chapter 398

Mr. Zhuang quickly asked, "where did you get your seeds?"

Bai Shanbao yawned and said, "I bought it from man Bao's family. She said that her seeds were good and cheaper for us. In fact, they were not cheap. Bai Zhuangtou said that they were as expensive as the grain shops in the county and city."

Man Bao was unhappy and stopped sleeping. He got up from bed and said, "didn't my house deliver goods to the door? Moreover, my sister-in-law helped distribute the wheat seeds. Will the county grain shop help you distribute the wheat seeds? "

Bai Shanbao said in a secluded tunnel: "this year's wheat seed is three times more expensive than in previous years."

"Yes," man Bao was not guilty at all. Instead, he pinched his waist and said, "so I sold so many wheat seeds that I didn't have noodles to eat. Now my steamed bread is made with bran."

There are many changed wheat in manbao system, but she can't get those wheat out with a wave. She can't eat wheat. She can only fill a few handfuls of wheat into the grain bag when it's empty.

Once she just stuffed a little more, her mother was very surprised and said that there were more food bags at home.

Then Koko forbade her to plug more. She could only plug two every three or five times. I don't know how long there was so much wheat in the fortress.

So man Bao was worried. She was worried when she heard about changing seeds. She felt that she would never buy seeds with future people again.

How good is it to change seeds directly?

Unfortunately, no one likes her wheat seed.

Man Bao sighs.

Bai Shanbao is very stingy. Now he is in charge of the financial power of the small farm, because they spent a lot of money on seeds, farm tools and all kinds of things at the beginning of spring. My grandmother probably disliked that they spent too much money, so she directly allocated a sum of money to him and let him take care of it.

Now he has no income, and he has to pay the day workers every day and spend money to buy food for them. Is he under great pressure?

Bai Shanbao felt that it was fortunate that they had planted a lot of vegetables in the front of the mountain a month ago. They didn't have to buy vegetables, otherwise he would be more distressed.

Although man Bao also likes money, she is never soft on spending money. The main reason is that the money is not in her hand or in her control, so she doesn't feel heartache at all.

One of them couldn't understand the other, so they quarreled immediately.

Mr. Zhuang was still concerned about wheat seed, but he didn't care about it. He moved and sat on the edge of the board bed, watching the quarrel between them.

Bai Erlang had fallen asleep, but he didn't open his eyes when he was woken up. He continued to lie down and sleep. As a result, he saw that the more they quarreled, the more intense they became. He couldn't help getting up and yelling, "don't quarrel!"

The two stopped together and looked at him.

Bai Erlang said angrily, "isn't it money? My father has. I'll ask him later. How much do you want?"

"No!" Bai Shanbao and man Bao refused with one voice.

Bai Shanbao said, "this is our business. We have made a contract before. How can we break it?"

Man Bao also said, "and we are not short of money now. Even if we are short of money, we should borrow, not want."

Bai Erlang shouted, "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 save money." Bai Shanbao's unconvinced way.

"Yes," man Bao said, "how can a family become rich? That is to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. We have no harvest and no open source, so we can only reduce expenditure. You are still the master of Chuang Tzu and don't worry at all! It is most shameful to eat white rice! "

Bai Shanbao then stressed, "eating white rice is the most shameful!"

Bai Erlang was speechless. He couldn't quarrel or fight. He snorted and turned away from them.

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

Bai Erlang couldn't help turning around and said, "what to save? The time to spend money has passed. Didn't we start making money when we collected our wheat?"

"This batch of wheat can't be sold," man Bao said. "We have to save it for food. We have to cook food for day workers in the future."

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

Man Bao thought that food was more important than money. She said, "food can be changed into money at any time, but money can't be changed into food at any time."

"We can't eat so much. Why do we leave so much food?" Bai Shanbao said, "we have to take advantage of the high price of grain and change it into money, otherwise when the summer harvest and autumn harvest come down, the grain will be worthless."

Bai Erlang looked at this and that and kept silent.

Man Bao thought, really, the situation of the farm is different from that of their family.

When their family receives grain, they must keep most of it. Only when the family really needs money will they take out some grain and change it into money.

But their farm obviously doesn't need so much food.

Man Bao asked, "how to sell?"

"Sell it directly to the grain shop."

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

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

Bai Erlang said, "I know. My family sells it to Uncle Wu."

He has met Uncle Wu several times with his father. Every time he brings him delicious candy and toys.

Man Bao's eyes were bright and said to him, "Uncle Wu will come back to collect grain at that time. Remember to introduce us to him."

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

Mr. Zhuang kept smiling and listening. After they had discussed not to quarrel, he continued to ask, "man Bao, where did your seeds come from?"

"Planted it," man Bao said, "every year my parents will pick out the best ears of wheat as seeds."

"But obviously, so many wheat varieties can't be selected, which shows that your wheat is also very good. In previous years, your wheat is also better than others?"

"Yes," man Bao nodded with certainty, "take care of it more carefully, weed frequently and fertilize more."

Mr. Zhuang nodded. At this time, he didn't know that the whole Qili Village changed wheat seeds with the old Zhou family. This year, the yield of winter wheat per mu in Qili Village has nearly doubled compared with other villages.

Even the villagers of Qili Village don't know.

Because who will weigh if he has nothing to do? Even this year, there was no full name of an acre in previous years. They just counted a few bundles of wheat that can be carried back per acre. They were very happy when they estimated that it was a good harvest.