Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 295 Resolved
After listening to Song Huan's words, Luo Chengjun probably knew what he said, but how dare they believe such empty words?

Now that Benxi City is fighting, if the defense line is not defended, their place will be the first to be affected, and there is no chance to grow wild wheat, let alone make money.

"Now that the war is not over, all of us are also discussing the matter of relocation. Mr. Song, we may use your wheat in the future, but now we have more than enough energy."

He didn't talk about whether he believed in Song Huan or not, and he didn't talk about whether or not the wheat could be grown. He could beat back Song Huan's words just by talking about war.

After hearing this, Song Huan naturally knew the meaning of Luo Chengjun's words, and it was not unreasonable. When she came here today, she thought that she happened to be in the village, so that the people in the village could digest the wheat. Although it could not save the whole life, it could It can also be stable for a while.

To put it bluntly, if the war spreads here and these people flee, they may be able to persevere for the hope of Fanmai along the way, and maybe they can help to spread the word along the way.

Not to mention, this matter really made Song Huan crooked. Sometimes the official promotion is not as credible as the word-of-mouth rumors.

Because of Song Huan's deliberate incident, those officials later promoted fanmai in the localities without any effort. Kind of hard?
Song Huan said: "Of course life is more important. I also brought the wheat belt. If you want anything, you can follow me to get it. If you want to make this kind of pancake, just ask this uncle."

Song Huan pointed directly at Dacheng.

Dacheng smiled shyly.

"If someone wants to keep them as seeds, they must keep them dry. They can soak the seeds and plant them after the beginning of spring and April of the next year. It's the same as everyone planting rice..." Song Huan roughly explained Fanmai planting needs.

The men on the opposite side also listened, but no one said they wanted it.

Dacheng felt the corner of his clothes being pulled, looked down at his son Xiji's eyes, Dacheng thought about the two coins in his pocket, and said, "Mr. Song, if I want a bag with you, how much money do I need?"

Song Huan took the wheat for nothing. If it was given away for free, these people probably feared that they had done something wrong. Song Huan thought for a while and said, "Well, let's treat it as a profit for five cents a catty. Errand fees."

Dacheng's eyes lit up after hearing this, and now the grain in the city is sold at [-] cents a catty, which is really a bargain.

Dacheng quickly raised his hand and said, "I, I'll buy it! I'll buy a hundred catties!"

This price is equivalent to doing charity, and everyone can rush to buy it at this price when there is no war, let alone the current situation.

When everyone finished buying, Song Huan also reminded them, if they are to be eaten, they should be ground into powder quickly, and if they are used as seeds, they should be stored away.

In case she gave her front foot to this group of people, and the back foot was discovered by those five people, that's okay.

Song Huan sat in the yard and looked at the horse and the four ox carts worryingly. They couldn't give them away, could they?
Song Huan sat on the steps in a daze, at this moment, two people came in, it was Luo Chengjun and his father.

Song Huan got up and saluted.

Li Zheng and Luo Chengjun returned the salute. He just judged from the other party's words and deeds and the matter of Fanmai that Mr. Song might be a member of the imperial court. The characters can't be broken, so just take care of yourself.

Li Zheng said: "Young Master Song, I wanted to ask just now, where are your subordinates? You are the only one, how do you rush back?"

Li had heard of such five people, but because he didn't have time to understand, he didn't realize that Song Huan was actually "robbing".

Song Huan said: "There is something in the city, my father let them go back first."

When Lizheng heard this, he understood, and said, "Then, the young master sold it to everyone so cheaply just now, wouldn't he be..."

Song Huan waved his hands, looking indifferent, and opened his mouth to talk about the plot: "My father married a stepmother, and I almost... Hey, now, I do the opposite of what my father asks me to do, and I don't want him to do what he wants... ..."

When Li Zheng heard it, he glanced at Luo Chengjun, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

This is the son-in-law who was persecuted by his step-wife, and now he has broken the can and has come out to prodigal.

If they could come a few more times, they would have no worries...

Song Huan rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you just say that you were going to leave this village? Do you need a bullock cart? If you need it, you can just give me a price and take it away. Think of it as accumulating virtue for my dead mother."

Li Zheng and Luo Chengjun looked at each other, Luo Chengjun said: "This is not right, how can we take advantage of people's danger..."

Li Zheng pulled Luo Chengjun, Luo Chengjun met Li Zheng's eyes, and closed his mouth reluctantly, Li Zheng then said: "Mr. Song is really a good man! The rain is not in time for you, so you really don't care about the cow and the cart." Are you going to sell it?"

Song Huan nodded, looking like a dandy and a rebellious boy, "Yes, you can take them away if you want, but you have to promise me that you must treat them well. We also developed feelings along the way, right? Big bull, two bulls, three bulls, four bulls."

Song Huan showed a reluctant expression towards the four cows that had just been named.

Luo Chengjun: "..."

Li Zheng smiled and said: "...the cattle are what this farmer loves the most. He can't wait to serve them as his ancestors. How could he not be willing to treat them well!"

Song Huan nodded and said, "Okay, since that's the case, you can give it to me, how many do you want?"

Li Zheng originally only wanted to buy one end, but seeing Song Huan's appearance, he said, "Well, ten taels, two ends, okay?"

Twelve, this bull market can be beaten out.

Song Huan had learned about the price of cattle when he was in Yangjiang Mansion before. This kind of strong cattle cost more than a dozen taels per head, so he really dared to speak here!

But to her, it's a no-cost business, Song Huan nodded, played the role of the dandy thoroughly, and said: "Take it away, who else wants it, let him hurry up, don't wait when it's too late!"

When Luo Chengjun saw Song Huan's subtle expression just now, he thought that the other party would turn his back on him, but he didn't expect to agree in a blink of an eye.

For a moment, Luo Chengjun didn't know whether to be happy, or feel sad because he saw the wrong person.

He thought that Song You was a young man with a bright chest and a city heart, but this dandy who doesn't eat fireworks made him lose his judgment again.

What Luo Chengjun originally wanted to blurt out finally swallowed back into his stomach.

Song Huan didn't know, she was in danger of having another follower.

Unexpectedly, with four ox carts and one horse, it turned out that the horse was not marketable in the end.

But she can save some effort, instead of walking back, she can just ride the horse back.

Song Huan entered the room and looked at the five people who were still soundly asleep.

To be honest, she didn't want to care about these people, but because she was lazy, she sold the wheat and cattle. In order not to cause trouble for the villagers, she could only wrong these five people.

One horse and five big men, I don't know if they can pull it...

(End of this chapter)