Chapter 487 Various ideas

Yang Heshu looked at them suspiciously, "Can you still sell to outsiders?"

He didn't think that with Master Bai, they could still sell new wheat seeds to others.

The three of them looked up at Yang and Shuhehe together.

Yang Heshu:  …

The three children also began to be dishonest.

Yang and Shu wanted to go to their field to have a look, but Man Bao looked at the position of the sun and said there was no problem.

So the three led Yang and Shu to see their small farm.

Because they had long thought of planting winter wheat, their small farm was not idle at this time.

Bai Zhuangtou was ploughing out the field where winter wheat needed to be planted with three long-term workers, when Yang Heshu walked around the field with his hands behind his back and asked, "Since your new wheat seeds are so good, why don't the people in the village cooperate with them? You grow winter wheat together?"

"Because they have no shortage of food now."

Yang Heshu looked at the three children, "Are you missing?"

"We don't lack, but we don't go to the ground either," Bai Shanbao said, "We all hire people."

Yang Heshu shook his head and smiled and said, "People in this world are really weird. They don't plant their own land, but they are very keen to plant other people's land."

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the three long workers ploughing the field, and helped to crush the large chunks of mud with his feet.

He stared at the plow in the hand of the long worker, pondered for a long time, and asked hesitantly, "Your plow doesn't seem to be the same as other people's."

"Yes, county magistrate, didn't you watch it when the spring started?"

"No, at that time..." Yang Heshu paused, watching the long-term worker driving the ox plow over, and hissed: "At that time, I didn't realize that your plow can plow so deep, and it has a twist. ?"

Man Bao blinked, "Because you didn't understand farming at that time?"

Yang Heshu: ...he thought she was right.

After the long worker came over with the ox plow, Yang Heshu couldn't help but stop him and rolled up his sleeves to get started.

The three children were excited and asked enthusiastically, "You can still plow?"

"No," Yang Heshu said, "but I have helped plows in other villages, and I will try yours."

Mainly to be close to the people, as long as he went to the village, everyone was a little cautious. In order to have a good relationship with the people and open up the topic, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the field to do some farm work.

The plow is also supported.

Although he was a novice and didn't play many times, Yang and Shu quickly discovered the difference. This plow used less force to press down, but it was able to hold it firmly, and watched the cow walk more easily.

Yang and Shu plowed back and watched the three children silently.

The three children looked at him innocently.

Yang Heshu asked, "Who made such a plow?"

Bai Erlang looked left and right, and finally looked at Man Bao, and Bai Shanbao also looked at Man Bao.

Man Bao hesitated: "The carpenter made it? The drawings I gave."

"Where did you get the drawings?"

"My friend gave it."

"Your friend is..."

"I will not tell you."

Yang Heshu: "...Okay, don't tell me if you don't tell me. Maybe you can give me a copy of this kind of plow drawing? Such a good thing should be used in the whole county, or even the whole world."

Man Bao nodded: "Yes."

Yang Heshu laughed, "This is a credit, does your friend really need it?"

Man Bao was tangled, he just couldn't use it if he wanted to, she asked, "Can you give me the credit?"

Yang Heshu stared, "You're welcome, you dare to take credit for this."

"Why don't I dare to ask for it," Man Bao said, "Do you want to give money?"

Yang Heshu tapped her forehead and smiled: "Probably give it."

He didn't just believe whatever Man Bao said. After returning to the village, he was just like Mr. Bai and Mr. Zhuang's inquiries.

And Wan Tian also went to the village to inquire.

The plow thing was no secret, no one in the village didn't know it.

That thing was made by Manbao who gave the blueprint for Zheng to copy and make it for the carpenter. Although everyone has tried it, this plow is really good.

However, there are not many companies in the village that have changed to new plows, because their own plows can still be used. Who has nothing to spend so much money on new plows?

Only some people's plows are broken and can't be repaired, or they don't want to be repaired, so they just bought a new one.

Therefore, at present, there are not many companies using new plows in the entire Qili Village.

The whole news made Yang Heshu startled again, and he thought about it, "So even if there is a new plow, it may not be replaced."

Man Bao said: "You can change it without spending any money."

Yang Heshu choked her hard.

He rubbed his forehead and asked, "Is this plow expensive?"

"Eight hundred wen?" Man Bao wasn't sure. "Maybe if you do more, the craftsmen can give you a little cheaper."

Bai Shanbao asked him, "Master Yang, will you provide farming tools for everyone for free?"

Yang Heshu looked at him and said, "Don't think about it, even if it is provided for free, it is not your share. You are so rich and still think about my farm tools?"

Bai Shanbao murmured, "Who thinks too much money?"

The voice was very small, but Yang Heshu heard it and took it to heart.

He couldn't help sighing, "Yeah, the richer you want to have more money, the world is all about profit."

Seeing his emotion, the three of them looked at him curiously, "Master Yang, are you stimulated by something?"

"I didn't get any stimulation, I just got angry." Yang Heshu told about his fight with the grain merchants in the county, and sighed: "Actually, they are all folks, and the money used to impeach me doesn't know how much the increase can be offset. The price of food is gone, why bother?"

However, Man Bao remembered a book he had read at Keke, and asked, "Master Yang, will the yamen in our county control prices in the future?"

Yang Heshu's brows twitched, and he couldn't help but stop, "Smooth down prices?"

"Yeah, isn't what you're doing now just to keep prices down?"

Yang Heshu opened his mouth wide and murmured: "Yes, what I am doing now is to stabilize prices, buy grain from the imperial court, and then sell the grain by the imperial court... No, no, it's not good, it's not good..."

Man Bao was taken aback and said quickly: "Master Yang, I didn't tell the county government to buy and sell grain all the time. To stabilize the price is not to buy at a low price, but to sell at a fair price when the price is high? You are the county. Ya, don't think about making money."

Yang Heshu finally regained his senses. He looked down at Man Bao and said, "You have a good idea, but it makes sense."

Bai Shanbao asked: "Can the grain merchants in the county agree? Mr. Yang, you should try it in the county first. If it doesn't work, we will think of other ways."

Yang Heshu looked at him expectantly, "What can you do?"

"I think it's better to have direct laws and laws. Grain merchants are not allowed to hoard maliciously. If anyone does this, it would be better if they directly confiscated the grain and sold it to the common people at a fair price?"