I don't want to be wronged again

Chapter 127, Chapter 155

Han Li invited Zhan Jizu to have dinner at home, and the first thing Qiu Feng brought up was a pot of boiled tender corn.As soon as it was served, Zhan Jizu's master and servant were attracted by the sweet taste. After Han Li took a fringe and demonstrated how to gnaw it, the master and servant couldn't wait to gnaw it, eating with relish.

After eating, the two saw that it was getting late and they had no choice but to go back to the palace. Zhan Dayou was a little bit unsatisfied, and asked Han Li with his face licking: "Master Li, can we take some corn back for our master? It’s been a long time since master has eaten something he likes so much.”

Han Li refused without hesitation: "No, this corn is not grown for food. I ate some of these today to give your master some insight. I want to keep as much as this piece of land can produce. Counting. Brother, the corn will be harvested in ten days or so, how about I invite you to harvest it yourself? Let you see the yield of this thing."

Zhan Jizu was very interested and said, "You must tell me that I must come."

Zhan Da kept sucking his lips, it turned out that this is not free, he still has to work!

On the contrary, their master and servant failed to wait for half a month to come back, but slipped out in a hurry after two days. It turned out that both of them were eager to hear Han Li's talk about "Lian Cheng Jue"!

The whole group was mesmerized by the story, especially Zhan Da. After hearing the story, his whole body was in a bad mood. He felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger, and he only suffered from the sergeants of the Jinwu Guard under him. Now, every day, I would be vented and beaten by him like a sandbag.

On this day, Han Li finally finished speaking "Lian Cheng Jue", and the room was completely silent, no one made a sound, and everyone felt very heavy in their hearts. After a long time, Zhan Jizu sighed: "In this world How many tragedies are caused by greed, hehe, if you don't hurt everyone, you will hurt you. How can there be so many snow-capped mountains in this world to hide from?"

Han Li saw that he was in a bad mood, so he diverted the topic and said, "Okay, it's just a story, why bother to immerse yourself in it? Do you want to listen to my stories again after this? It's better to come early than coincidental. It's ready to harvest, let's go and see, how much grain can I harvest on my half acre of land?"

Sure enough, Zhan Jizu's interest immediately turned, and he became excited, and quickly got up and walked to the backyard: "Okay! Hurry up! I want to weigh the scale myself!"

Zhan Jizu's master and servant and Han Que went to battle in person. As expected, the joy of harvest was rooted in everyone's blood. Seeing the harvest of the food they planted by themselves, everyone was beaming with joy.

The sticks on half an acre of land were broken off in a short time when everyone started to do it.Zhan Jizu still felt that there was something more to say, he hadn't had enough of it yet.

But when he saw the ears of corn piled up like a hill by the field, he couldn't help but gasped, and he understood why Han Li valued these seeds so much.

He collected himself, and immediately asked Zhan Da to put the corn into the baskets himself, and he personally weighed the baskets one by one.After he weighed all the corn, he added the recorded weight one by one, and his eyes widened.

He couldn't believe this number, and checked it carefully again, before raising his head hesitantly and saying to Han Li: "My dear brother, is this... true?"

Han Li naturally understood what he meant.No wonder he couldn't believe it. At this time in the Ming Dynasty, the yield of wheat, the most important grain, was no more than three hundred catties per mu.Her half-acre of land yielded nearly [-] catties of corn. Even if the corn cobs were removed and the extra [-] catties were subtracted, there would still be more than [-] catties per mu!
What a concept!This means that if corn is grown, three times the current population can be fed!It means that the extra food can make most people in the Ming Dynasty no longer suffer from hunger!
Zhan Jizu finally fully realized the value of this batch of corn. He pursed his lips tightly and said to Han Li: "Brother, brother, I have a heartfelt request."

Han Li raised his hand to stop him: "I know what you are going to say, don't worry, I will let you witness the production of these grains, and I will send these seeds to you, but these are too few. It won’t be of much use, how about this, I’ll send people to go to that island, pull a boat back, and you find a place to breed the seeds first. Let’s keep these corns for us to eat this year.”

Zhan Jizu said gratefully: "Brother, I really can't repay your kindness and righteousness. Tell me, what do you want? My brother went to get it for you!"

Han Li smiled and said: "What is this, it's just a coincidence, besides, it is a meritorious thing to feed more people, and I can offset some sins by doing more. Well, brother, let's do it today. Eat cornmeal pancakes! You wait, I'll let someone make it, it's delicious!"

Fresh corn is freshly ground, freshly kneaded, and a pot of golden cornmeal pancakes is pasted. The burnt yellow Gaba is so fragrant that people's tongues are almost swallowed.With a pot of spicy braised chicken nuggets, Mr. Zhan ate a pot alone.

Before parting, Zhan Jizu touched his round stomach and did not forget to tell Han Li: "My dear brother, you must remember to ask people to find the seeds."

Han Li waved his hand: "Got it! I can't forget it! I'll write a letter right away and let them ship from Guangzhou right away, okay?"

Zhan Jizu said seriously: "My dear brother, if this matter is accomplished, I will credit you with great credit!"

Han Li didn't care at all: "Okay, okay! Got it, brother, it will be dark if you don't leave!"

In this way, every time Zhan Jizu comes to Hanli, he can find some fresh things and unique food, such as the fresh and sweet "cake" baked from the stove, all kinds of strange spices, what kind of "curry" "Ah, "cumin", especially the cumin-roasted leg of lamb, which attracted Sun Dayan, the commander of the Jinwu Guard under the pseudonym Zhan Da, and Xu Chenghai, the commander of the Jinyi Guard under the pseudonym Xu Er. Hit the hand.

This day, Zhan Jizu brought Liu Anke and Xu Chenghai to Li's house with their familiarity. Those who came and went often didn't need to be notified by the door, and went directly to Han Li's study.Zhan Jizu opened the door unceremoniously and saw that Han Qu, dressed in a white crane cloak, was kneeling leisurely and contentedly in front of a small black oak table, slowly fanning the fire. Tea is being boiled.

Zhan Jizu smelled a clear fragrance, looked around, but did not see burning incense, he sat opposite to Han Li, and asked: "My dear brother, what kind of tea are you brewing, so fragrant?"

(End of this chapter)