Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 382 Becoming a Cow or a Horse
Feng Yun's affairs in Huaxi Village are all clear to Ren Rude, and there is nothing he doesn't know about...

So he was shocked after hearing this.

So many traders came to her to cooperate, but they couldn't reach an agreement with any of them. He thought Feng Yun was just trying to raise the price, so the lion opened his mouth...

Unexpectedly, is it because he doesn’t trust others?

Ren Rude had doubts in his heart, but he just said haha.

"My wife's briquettes are a hot commodity. It's such a good deal. As long as my wife is willing to nod, all the merchants from all over the world will rush to buy it. Why do I, a middleman, need to get involved?"

"Mr. Ren doesn't know something."

Feng Yun closed his eyes slightly and blinked his beautiful eyelashes slightly, but said nothing for a long time until he let out a sigh.

"It's easy to say that in the area under the jurisdiction of the Xijing court, the briquettes can be sold anywhere without worrying about marketability, let alone the government's embarrassment. But if they are sold to the south and Yecheng, it's hard to say."

Ren Rude was extremely surprised.

"I heard that Madam wants to go to Nanqi and Yecheng to make a living by herself?"

Feng Yun laughed and shook his head, "Then I don't dare. Southern Qi has an alliance, but there are a lot of disputes, and Yecheng is a real mortal enemy. If I go there, won't I be chopped into pieces?"

Ren Rude said: "What does the lady mean... Ren still doesn't quite understand?"

Feng Yun saluted him and lowered his voice: "I want to ask Mr. Ren for help. I want to find a safe person and set a safe path so that I won't be embarrassed by the Li family..."

Ren Rude suddenly realized, "That's it."

Briquettes are produced in Huaxi. If the person selling them in Yecheng does not have a good relationship with the Li court, the briquettes business will not be successful...

At least on the surface, none of the traders who came to Huaxi to contact Feng Yun were from Yecheng.

but……

The news that Ren Rude received was exactly the opposite.

Yecheng is short of graphite and is more anxious to purchase graphite than Nan Qi. It is also more eager to buy briquettes for the winter than Nan Qi...

One wants to sell and the other wants to buy.

Both parties feel that the other party does not want to do business with them, and both want to find a middleman to deal with it...

This is clearly a no-brainer.

There is just one thread missing, and it depends on who will pull the thread...

Doing favors and gaining benefits at the same time, why not do it?
Ren Rude's words came to his lips and he swallowed them back.

He frowned and smoothed his beard, with a troubled expression.

"I'm just afraid that this matter... won't be easy to handle?"

Feng Yun took a sip of tea and smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ren, I won't treat you badly after everything is done."

Ren Rude glanced at her and responded with a smile.

"My lady is interested, then let me... give it a try?"

Feng Yun cupped his hands and smiled: "Thank you very much."
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When the gong for the monthly exam rang, Feng Yun left the village school.

There are flowers and trees on both sides of the road, and the crop fields are full of people. Walking on the road, you can smell the aroma of rice.

Because Feng Yun used a greenhouse to raise seedlings, the planting period was not delayed. Her rice was the first to mature in the village, so it was also the first to harvest.

At this time, there were villagers watching on the field ridge.

Feng Yun walked over with an umbrella, and someone greeted him from afar.

"Madam, it's a good harvest."

"Ms. Li Zheng, has your Majesty gone to Xiufeng Mountain to suppress the bandits?"

"Ms. Li Zheng, they said that the bonuses for village school candidates will be increased again this month, is that right?"

There were countless questions, and Feng Yun didn't know which one to answer.

He just walked over with a smile and exchanged casual greetings.

Immediately afterwards, someone talked about more practical issues.

"Ms. Li Zheng, your family will grow rice and raise seedlings next year, can you also teach us?"

Simple wishes are all based on the original distrust.

Because the heavy snow last year delayed the farming season, Feng Yun specially burned the greenhouse for cultivation.

During the breeding, she actually asked the chief and corps chief to go door to door to inform them.

Yang Shichang even went to her nursery in Zhuangzi to see it with his own eyes, but did not follow it.

Therefore, only her family caught up with the planting period and put the selected seedlings into the field in time. During the locust plague, her family's field had the most ducks. The disaster situation was slightly better. After the rice was harvested, her family's harvest was comparable to Ordinary families have twice as much...

During famine years, food is the bread and butter of a family and its life.

Looking at the plump grains of rice, the villagers had long regretted it.

Privately, everyone said that they would do whatever Mrs. Zheng said in the future, and they would follow her in doing farm work...

"Ms. Li Zheng, why are the rice piles in your field so high? The piles are too high, which is not conducive to returning the fields..."

Feng Yun smiled.

"My family harvests early, so I keep it higher."

Then someone asked: "What is the purpose of keeping it so high?"

This is the regenerated rice specially reserved by Feng Yun.

She had already discovered that most of the things written in Grandma's book were beyond this era. Before this, she had never heard of regenerated rice.

She was running for the purpose of experimenting, and the harvest time in the village was late, so she was afraid that it would not be able to catch up with the season, so she did not say anything about it.

Seeing that everyone was curious, she thought for a moment and took the opportunity to explain the matter of regenerated rice. "When harvesting rice, don't damage the rice piles. Leave at least nine inches of short piles, and then fertilize and retain water. The side buds of the short piles will tiller, and the ears will be ready in about a month, and mature in two months. By October, We can harvest another crop of rice.”

“Another season?”

The faces of the villagers were full of shock.

“The rice is gone after just one crop, where can it regenerate?”

"Ms. Li Zheng, isn't it a joke?"

Feng Yun smiled slightly, "Everyone is waiting for my family's regeneration rice harvest, and then decide whether to follow suit next year..."

next year?

After hearing this, some people were unhappy.

“Why can’t my family?”

Feng Yun said: "Because I planted seedlings early and harvested early, and I have made preparations in the early stage, I applied heavy base fertilizer..."

As she spoke, she picked up a straw on the ground and motioned for everyone to take a look.

"You can take my rice back and compare it. My rice beads are much fatter, taller and stronger. Only by raising the seedlings in the early stage can we accumulate strength for regeneration. Otherwise, even if the piles are left to regenerate tillers, it will be difficult to harvest..."

Disappointment showed on everyone's faces.

Although they don't really believe that rice can be regenerated, Mrs. Rizheng's family has done this. If they can really harvest a second crop of rice, wouldn't they suffer a big loss?
One less harvest.

Most people can understand that, after all, Miao people have different sentiments, and it is impossible to completely imitate Lady Li Zheng.

But there are still a few people who start to complain because they don't get the benefits.

"If Madam Li Zheng had said that the rice would grow again, my family would have gone to the fields earlier and harvested earlier..."

"Yes. But it's not certain whether it can be regenerated. Let's wait and see."

Feng Yun couldn't hear the small murmurs in the crowd.

But it can be guessed that there will always be people with complaints.

She didn't say much, nodded and smiled at everyone, and left the rice field.

Just as he was about to go to the fields to pick a handful of wild amaranth, he saw Pu Yangyi walking over with a man who looked like a young master.

Taking another look, he looked like Puyang Zong, the king of Danyang County.

It seems that the dude's injury has healed and he can go out for a walk again.

But why did he come to Huaxi Village?

Feng Yun was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. When Puyang Yi approached happily, he gave a brief salute.

"I have met the Lord of Pingyuan County and the King of Danyang County."

In the Xifeng and Xinghe dynasties, the eldest princess's house was a noble family. These two were also the proud sons of heaven, and they had to be courteous wherever they went.

But the world has changed.

The eldest princess is still noble and the backbone of the royal family, but her power is not what it used to be.

Fortunately, Puyang Yi doesn't care about this.

When he saw Feng Yun, he rushed up to get close to him without caring about anything else.

"Yunniang Yunniang, have you ever visited my house?"

The construction of the high-priced land purchased by Pingyuan County Lord from Feng Yun has already begun.

Feng Yun didn't make a special trip to see it, but he came in and out every day and often saw the bustle there. Cars of blue bricks, green tiles, green trees and delicate flowers are being pulled towards the new house. The progress is very fast. A few days ago, I saw the house being sparred...

Therefore, Puyangyi was a little anxious when he saw the wasteland on both sides, and asked Feng Yun in a low voice in front of his brother.

"When will the construction of General Wen's house start?"

Feng Yun was selling this piece of land at a high price, but it was agreed that next to it would be a homestead for Wen Xingsu. However, Wen Xingsu was single and had no intention of building a house, so the matter was postponed.

When Pu Yangyi mentioned it, Feng Yun suddenly felt that she should think more about her brother.

The eldest brother is so busy that he has no time to organize.

But he wanted to start a family eventually, and since he couldn't go back to Nanqi, he had to have a family in Andu.

It's not a house, it's a home.

Feng Yun smiled slightly, "I'm helping him choose a date. When the date is good, we will start construction."

Pu Yangyi's eyes lit up.

"The craftsmen who built my house were good at their craftsmanship and quick in their movements. I thought they were very suitable. I called them over later and asked them about the wages. They were very easy to talk to."

"Cough!" Puyang Zong coughed slightly and warned.

His sister was not reserved at all, and he couldn't bear it.

The beating he received in Xiaojie Qiu last time hurt not only Pu Yangzong's body, but also his face.

From that day on, his reputation was ruined.

He didn't do anything in the first place, he just went up the mountain with Yuan Keng. Who knew that he would make a fuss all over the world, and it was widely rumored that he collaborated with the Qinghe County Marquis, and Qu Feng, the son of Xuan Ping Marquis, to molest Feng Yun...

A shocking injustice.

His tone never went away.

But for some reason, his mother didn't want to help him vent his anger. The injury on his body was just a little bit better, but she actually asked him to follow Pu Yangyi to Huaxi Village, and even asked him to help Feng Yun with things...

But this Pu Yangyi, instead of talking about business, just started to find trouble with the man when he opened his mouth, which made him so angry that he couldn't express it and his face was particularly ugly.

He interrupted and successfully diverted the attention of Feng Yun and Pu Yangyi.

"By the way, I almost forgot about my second brother." Pu Yangyi smiled and held Feng Yun's arm, looking like she was very close to her.

"Ayun, my mother asked me to throw my second brother to Huaxi Village to atone for my sins. Don't be polite. Feel free to use him however you like. You can do it like a cow or a horse. You must stop talking like that."