Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 40
The days are getting longer, and the sun shines through the light and fresh mist, gently spraying on all things in the world.

There are crystal dewdrops shining on the tip of the grass, rolling.

Two pairs of big feet stepped on the dewdrops on the green grass, moistening the bottom of the trousers.

Both of them were carrying something on their backs, and their steps were fast.

"Could it be that your seed is familiar from the county! Are you still selling it?"

At the market, people who were worried about the crops were surprised to find that someone was selling grain, and asked about the seeds that were sold.

I couldn't help but feel sarcastic, thinking that this seed was a backlog of ripe seeds from the government and was used to make money.

"The seeds of our family are good seeds bought years ago, not from the county. If you don't believe me, look, these are the sprouts that came out."

Wang Yongye showed everyone the seeds with a little bit of sprouting, which can germinate.

"If you want to fool us, take the germinated ones and sell the cooked seeds. Don't think we don't know."

Wang Yongye and Wang Yongping thought it would be very popular, but they didn't expect it to be different.

Everyone thought this was a bad seed leaked from the county government, trying to defraud everyone of their money, and then run away.

The crowd was noisy for a while, but no one cared about their seeds. They were originally worried that everyone would wonder where the seeds came from.

The two stayed there until noon. From time to time, someone came to take a look, and they would be reminded not to buy by others.

"What are you selling?"

A pair of white-soled soap boots appeared next to the grain sack, and one hand reached into the sack, filling the palm of the hand with sharp and full rice.

Wang Yongye had seen the man in front of him, the big shot who got off the ship that day.

The man's palm was like jade, and he handed the rice in his hand to the warehouse officer at the side.

"Sir, these are rice seeds, and the ones here are vegetable seeds. I prepared them at home last year. Seeing that the price has increased this year, I want to sell them to make some money for my children to study."

"This is a sprout, not a ripe seed."

Speaking of ripe seeds, the two brothers observed the man's expression, afraid of offending the person opposite.

"Sir, this seed is very good, and the germination rate of these is also very good."

The warehouse officer reached into the bag and looked through it carefully, especially the sprouted samples.

These seeds are full and bulging, and I don't know how they will grow out.

"Where did you get these seeds?" He has never seen such seeds so far, especially these are seeds of large crops, many of which are grown from above.

"Returning to my lord, these seeds were bought during the conscription last year. At that time, the price of many grains increased. Our family bought them from some foreign traders in order to make up ten loads of grain. At that time, he ran out of grain, and there was a backlog Grow food."

"How much do you have?"

Qi Peiyu looked at the rice in the bag. Now the people of Mengtang squat outside the yamen every day, waiting for an explanation.

"Sir, I still have five dan at home."

Wang Yongping listened to his second brother talking and gesturing with five fingers. This is too much. Is this okay?
"Your family really has so many?" Cangguan was even more excited than Qi Peiyu, you must know that five loads are five hundred catties, which is completely enough for the people of Mengtang to plant.

It's just that it's better for each household to plant a little less than to force him to do this every day.

If God gives some face this year, they won't be in vain.

"Yes, sir, no one believes that our seeds are good, and no one buys them, so they are all piled up in their hands. We have planted them at home, and the seedlings are good. However, some people care about them. If they are planted, they will be stolen. Otherwise, they will be stolen." You can take adults to see it.”

"If these seeds can germinate, you have made a contribution to Mengtang. Where can He Ming's family live?"

Wang Yongye immediately went forward and said his surname, and he lived in Qinghe Village, but he didn't reveal much.

"Sir, these seeds are all my family's savings. I don't know..."

Qi Peiyu naturally understood what it meant, and the entourage next to him took out a bank note with a denomination of 100 taels.

"Send all the seeds here today, and I will send someone to go with you. I heard that your children want to study. If these seeds solve the urgent need, I will help your children."

What Qi Peiyu didn't expect was that the Wang family had more than one or two children.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." His children have books to read.

"You go with him, if all the qualities are like this, bring them all back."

The warehouse officer at the side was overjoyed, no wonder he heard the magpie crowing when he went out this morning.

Originally, the two of them just went out to investigate the fields and some grain stores, to see the situation in the fields, and at the same time to investigate whether anyone had stored seeds in their hands.

Some rich and noble families have their own farms, and they store the seeds for the coming year by themselves every year.

It's a pity that people like this won't take it out at all, or sell it at a high price.

What I didn't expect was that there were so many seeds in the hands of small farmers, and they were hoarded from the grain collection last year.

The warehouse official found a few people from the yamen, pushing a large cart with a few thick ropes on it.

Wang Yongye led the way. Their home was a little far from the town, and the journey would take more than an hour.

Wang Yongping ran home quickly and asked his family members to move their things out first, they were not allowed to go into the cellar.

"What's the matter in such a hurry?" Zhang Guihua saw her man come back in a hurry.

"The people in the yamen are coming to drag our food."

"What! Have you been discovered?" Zhang Guihua threw the broom away, very scared.

"No, they are here to buy our seeds." He didn't make it clear just now.

"Buy? Why did you buy it and it ended up on our head? Didn't dad tell you to be careful? Will they doubt us?"

Wang Yongping had no choice but to explain while asking everyone to move things out.

"Wen Ming Wen Yuan, come and help."

Soon there were six bags of seeds piled in the hall, mostly rice seeds and some corn seeds.

The women in the family were panting tiredly. When they heard that people from the yamen would come later, they hurriedly hid the wheat and the prepared flour.

The warehouse official entered the yard. There were a group of children running around, two cats chasing chickens, and a large cage with rabbits under the eaves.

The entire courtyard was packed, making it even more crowded with their arrival.

Especially the chickens pecking all over the floor, if they accidentally stepped on them, they would probably be crushed.

"Put the cart outside."

Cang Guan asked people to put things outside and followed Wang Yongye into the main room.

God, there are children in this room!The inside and outside of this place are too lively.

Just now he remembered that Lord Qi said that his children would be guaranteed to study, this...

"My lord, these are all our seeds, and the rest are reserved rations. As you can see, there are a large group of my children, all of whom are eating poor old men."

"Drink some water, adults." Liu Chunlan poured a few bowls of boiled water.

"Thank you, let's move the things out first." He just wanted to transport the things back to the business as soon as possible.

An Ran was sitting in the main room playing with the Bagua Lock, looking at the strangers who appeared at home with her smart eyes. The people in the Yamen were not what she thought.

Their clothes are all white from washing, and some people still mend them, and the cuffs are frayed. It can be seen that the yamen is also poor.

The warehouse official is an old man in his 50s. He works quickly and in an orderly manner.

There was a bit of fatigue on his face, probably because he had been tormented by farm work recently and couldn't sleep at night.

Grandma Hua stood outside the wall and watched anxiously. She just saw someone from the Yamen entering Wang's house. Something must have happened.

"Old man, what are those people doing? Let's go and see."

Rumor has spread in Qinghe Village today that some people saw people from the yamen entering Wang's house. Could it be because of the beheading of Wang Yongcai last time?

Isn't there an official in the yamen in the old family of Wang's father? Didn't he come to take revenge and want to arrest Wang's father and put him in jail?

(End of this chapter)