Reborn I became the pet of the farm group

Chapter 441
"Thank you, Lord Prefect."

Ji Qingyue pursed her lips and chuckled, Fang Zhifu was afraid that he had changed his name without realizing it.

"Miss Ji, I have a doubt, and I hope you can help me solve it." Xu Zhao saw that Fang Zhifu's attitude towards Ji's family was obviously very close to the people, so he also changed his address and asked the barely intelligent girl with a smile.

Ji Qingyue blinked and looked at him: "Master County Magistrate, please."

"You generally don't put rice seeds in the cellar, after all, the cellar is prone to humidity, so it is not suitable to put rice seeds, but vegetables, sweet potatoes, etc., can be stored in the cellar for a long time."

"So, Miss Ji knew that someone would destroy the rice seeds?"

Ji Qingyue was a little confused, she didn't expect County Magistrate Xu to be so smart.

"Well, there were villagers who had a problem with our family before and deliberately went to my warehouse, because our two families have enmity, so I can't help guarding against it."

"So the rice seeds were moved to the cellar in advance, just a few days, and it did not affect the preservation of the rice seeds." Ji Qingyue explained.

Anyway, it wasn't her fault, so she simply explained the cause and effect, so that Song Zhihe wouldn't talk about their family's poor care of the rice seeds, so it's better not to give him this chance.

"Not bad, well done." Fang Zhifu laughed heartily, "Let's go, let's weigh the rice seeds, County Magistrate Xu, you go find someone, and collect all the rice seeds today and transport them away."

"Okay." Xu nodded as usual, turned around to find his servants, and went back to arrange for more people to come.

It seems that Fang Zhifu has moved his mind to solve this matter directly.

He was not so decisive before. After all, he wanted to give Song Zhihe some face, but Xu knew as usual that now Song Zhihe could not stop the rice seeds from being transported away. After all, if this happened, if Song Zhihe insisted on keeping the rice seeds at Ji's , his heart can be punished.

Fang Zhifu could even directly suspect that Song Zhihe was involved in this matter.

Fang Zhifu took the weighing yamen servants and the accountant, and began to weigh from the first warehouse.

Ji Qingyue, Ji Chenyuan, Fang Zhifu, Xu county magistrate, some yamen servants, and Song Zhihe all arrived in front of the first warehouse.

Villagers are blocked outside and cannot approach.

"Is every bag here filled with fresh seed rice?" Fang Zhifu approached the warehouse, and first opened a bag of rice to check the quality.

Ji Chenyuan nodded: "That's right, all the fresh ones are here."

"However, in order to ensure that there is no problem with the rice seeds, I need to open them all, and then take them away." The prefect Fang's official business is also good for the Ji family. As long as they pass the customs here, and then take it back if there is a problem, it has nothing to do with their family .

Ji Chenyuan nodded naturally. The government has special wooden barrels, wooden buckets, and rice dendrobium for collecting grain. These are special tools for collecting tax and grain every year.

Soon, two yamen servants were ready in front, and when the rice seeds were brought over, they began to measure.

"A fight."

The yamen servant who measured it reported the number, and the counting room next to it counted.

"Two buckets."

"...one stone."

Ji Qingyue knows that a bucket is about fifteen catties, and a stone is 150 catties. Generally, one stone of grain is packed in a burlap bag.

The weighing is getting better and better, and the rice seeds poured out of Ji's warehouse are full in size, and they are all about the same size, so you can tell whether it is good or bad at a glance.

Fang Zhifu always had a smile on his face: "Not bad, not bad, these rice seeds look plump and firm, and they will definitely yield good harvests."

"Ji Xiucai, your family did a good job this time." Fang Zhifu patted Ji Chenyuan on the shoulder, "By the way, you said that there are several families in your village who have made a lot of money this time. What's going on with them?"

Ji Chenyuan subconsciously stayed away from Fang Zhifu, and then he answered: "There are a few families who have better harvests, but they are all uneven, some are good and some are not."

"Magistrate Xu has learned about this situation."

Ji Chenyuan vaguely guessed in his heart that the high-yield rice seeds in his family were related to Ji Qingyue, but there happened to be a few families with high-yield rice seeds, and their family's could be explained, which was considered lucky.

"At the beginning, our family had a lot of seeds left, so we selected the fullest seedlings for planting. After the seedlings came out, we also selected the strongest seedlings. At that time, a lot of them were wasted."

Ji Chenyuan's words explained why their family is almost all high-yielding rice seeds, while others' families are uneven.

After choosing the seeds and planting them more meticulously, it is natural to have the current ending.

Xu nodded as usual: "Yes, I have already asked those villagers, most of them are mixed together, because the seeds are prepared before, and there will be no waste to choose again."

"I went to see their seeds, and there are indeed big and small."

"Many villagers said that some of the grains in the previous season were large and grew well, but there were only a few of them, and they didn't realize that the yield was so high."

When Fang Zhifu heard this, he touched his chin: "It seems that God blesses me in Daxia. I didn't expect that a high-yielding rice seed would come to the world unexpectedly."

How the high-yielding rice seeds came into existence is no longer traceable to the cause, but there are several similarities in that they are all well-cared for and produced from high-yielding rice varieties with a higher-level mutation.

Fang Zhifu thought more. The yield and size of the two seasons can prove that this high-yield rice seed can be used directly as a seed without additional cultivation.

This also means that the people can keep their own seeds, and the rice seeds need to be controlled by a few businessmen.

This can reduce a lot of costs, and people only need to plant high-yielding rice seeds to double their living standards.

Such a flourishing world is fortunate to have seen it in my lifetime.

The smile on Fang Zhifu's face never came down.

After looking through the five warehouses that had no accidents, a group of people, led by Fang Zhifu, walked to the burned warehouse.

"Come on, go, clean up all the burnt wood and soot on it."

"Yes, my lord."

Soon some yamen servants came up and started to clean up the mess, Ji Qingyue also ordered the servants of Ji's family to follow along.

Song Zhihe didn't speak a word from the beginning to the end, and Ji Hanyang and Song Huairou also followed. Although Song Huairou's face was a little unhappy, he calmed down and didn't make a fuss.

It's just that Song Ziyun didn't know where he went.

Only Ji Qingyue noticed that Song Ziyun was leaving halfway, and she had already sent someone to follow him.

She doesn't trust any of these members of the Song family.

"Prefect Fang, what are you doing? Could it be that our government is still obliged to help Ji Xiucai clean up the debris." Song Zhihe spoke in a nonchalant manner, seemingly reminding, but actually warning.

Fang Zhifu cast a sidelong glance at him: "Master Song, as a supervisor, should have clear eyesight and understand everything."

"Why did we tell the reason just now, Mr. Song is still asking why, is he deliberately finding fault?"

"Just now, I didn't hear the explanation given by Fang Zhifu." Song Zhihe was dizzy with anger, and subconsciously opened his mouth to confront Fang Zhifu.

(End of this chapter)