Chapter 410: Beans
The price of grain in Jincheng in the third year of Jianxing of the Han Dynasty makes people feel a little strange.
It had only been three months since the Prime Minister led his army to the south. News of the pacification of Zoke County and Yueqi County came one after another. As a result, the price of grain in Jincheng, which had just been harvested for summer grain, was one baht lower than last year.
After all, there was a Feng Dianzi in Hanzhong last year who was desperately collecting grains, which somehow kept the price of grains from falling.
This year is different. After nearly two years of reclamation, Hanzhong has begun to produce grain.
I heard that Feng Daizi went to the prime minister again and asked Chenggu County to supply grain to Nanxiang County. This year, Nanxiang County's grain collection efforts are much smaller than last year.
Last year, Hanzhong raised the price to collect grain, but this year it collected it at the market price.
Sell if you like!
This made many wealthy families in Shu County couldn't help but secretly rejoice: Damn it, I finally got it right once, and this time I didn't get tricked by Zhuge Villager and Feng Dianzi again.
In the past two years, I was tricked three or four times in a row. Not to mention bleeding heavily, some people even almost had their livers exploded.
There is no talk of raising food prices this year, just do whatever you like.
The reason why the price of food is weird is because for some reason, neither rice nor wheat has increased, but the price of beans has risen sharply every day, which is much higher than in previous years.
In the East Market of Jincheng, there is a very special noodle shop. The sign hanging on the door says "ticket number", which is specially used to exchange woolen cloth for those who come with woolen cloth tickets.
Later, as woolen cloth bills became more and more popular in Jincheng, they gradually became the most popular bills in circulation in Dongshi.
So more and more people are entering and exiting this bank.
The one with the lowest status is at least the manager and shopkeeper of various noodle shops in Dongshi.
So someone noticed the popularity of this ticket number, and then bought a noodle shop and opened a new grain store next to the ticket number.
The price of black beans has been greatly increased by this newly opened grain store.
This grain store not only bought all the black beans from the store in Jincheng, but also issued a notice saying that no matter how much, they would accept as many black beans as they came in - even a small bag.
At noon that day, an old farmer timidly walked to the door of the grain store, peeked inside, and hesitated whether to go in.
“Old brother, do you want to buy or sell grain?”
The shopkeeper inside was sharp-eyed and saw that the old farmer seemed to have something to do. He hurriedly came out and greeted him warmly. He was not as indifferent as other shopkeepers in other grain stores who saw him dressed like this.
The old farmer was barefoot, and although he was wearing linen clothes, he still had a bamboo hat on his back. At a glance, he knew he had come from the countryside to the city.
“If you don’t buy grain, don’t buy grain.”
The old farmer waved his hands quickly.
“Then old brother, are you going to sell grain?”
The shopkeeper asked with a smile.
"Sell...not sell...just take a look..."
The old farmer was a little hesitant, his eyes were evasive, and he couldn't speak clearly.
The shopkeeper was not angry after hearing this. He turned around and shouted, "San'er, bring me a bowl of water. Remember to dry it."
The waiter inside heard this, responded, and quickly poured a bowl of boiled water and sent it out the door.
“Old brother, it’s a bright day, drink some water first.”
"thanks, thanks."
The old farmer took it and drank it all in one gulp. He almost choked, as if he was being urged to do so.
After finishing the drink, I finally calmed down a little, and then I dared to point to the big notice at the door and asked, "May I ask the shopkeeper, do you accept black beans here?"
"Take it, brother, do you have the black beans in your hand?"
The shopkeeper took the bowl and asked.
“It’s only two stones, can it be done?”
The old farmer's face was a little hot and he didn't dare to look at the shopkeeper. He probably felt a little embarrassed to say this in front of such a big grain store.
“It’s done! Why can’t it be done?”
The shopkeeper smiled cheerfully and said, "We accept any amount, all at the same price."
“Is this true?”
The old farmer asked in disbelief.
“It’s clearly written above, how can it be untrue?”
"Okay! Wait a moment, shopkeeper, I'll get it right away!"
The old farmer didn’t expect things to go so smoothly. He nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran away.
After a while, the old farmer came back, followed by three young men. Each young man carried two bags of things on his shoulders, which seemed to be black beans.
"San'er, boil the beans and pour a few bowls of water out."
The shopkeeper saw it and shouted inside again.
“Old brother, do you have a lot of land at home? How come you have harvested so many wild beans?”
The shopkeeper brought the old farmer into the store and chatted with the old farmer while he was being greeted.
“Not too much, not too much.”
The old farmer sold the beans with a smile on his face, "Didn't the government let us use the curved shaft plow in the past two years? That thing works well. After two years of hard work, the family has opened up some new land."
"There is no need to pay for grain in the new land, and other grains may not grow well, and the seeds may be wasted. But the beans are different. If they are planted in the new land, they can also grow seeds, so they are harvested in vain."
The old farmer said with joy on his face, "I thought that these black beans would be enough to fill my stomach, but I heard someone said a few days ago that the price of black beans is quite high in this city. So I came here." I tried my luck and asked many grain stores before I found it."
"The price of black beans this year has doubled compared to previous years. Brother, you are so lucky!" The shopkeeper raised his thumb, "He is a good farmer."
When the old farmer heard this, his face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and he kept saying modestly, "It's just a blind planting, it happened by chance."
"Haha, brother, you don't have to be like this. I know a little bit about the ways here." The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said, "It's much better to grow beans and grain in this new land than to grow grain directly! Yes! Neither?"
The old farmer was startled. He looked around and saw that all the clerks in the store were busy and didn't look at this side at all. Then he glanced at the shopkeeper hesitantly and asked, "The shopkeeper... you used to farm too?"
This method was discovered after he had been farming for many years. He had never told anyone else. Only his brothers knew this.
These black beans are not from one's own family, but from brothers and sisters who came together to have so many.
The shopkeeper made a gesture and pointed to the north, "Old brother, I don't know. There are people in Hanzhong in the north who have been teaching this way for the past two years."
"Not many people believed it at first, but later on, as long as they planted beans and then planted grains, the grains in the fields last year were better than those grown in other fields. So this year, all newly opened fields in Hanzhong were planted first. Beans, and then grow grain later.”
"Anyone who has been to Hanzhong knows this truth. That is, the man who... well, few people who went to open up wasteland in the past two years believe this. Otherwise, my brother's black beans will not be sold this year. This price."
The shopkeeper explained to the old farmer.
Chatted a few words with the shopkeeper, and seeing that the other person was friendly, the old farmer let go.
Hearing this, the old farmer was still a little doubtful, "Is Hanzhong in the north really farming like this? There are also many big families in Jincheng who are opening up wasteland. Why haven't I heard the government mention this matter?"
The shopkeeper chuckled, coughed again, and said vaguely, "Who knows?"
The beans were quickly weighed, with a total of three stones and six buckets. It seems that the old farmer just weighed it down.
“Old brother, do you want to exchange food or get money?”
The shopkeeper asked.
"I don't need money. I'm digging food in the fields and I can't use the money." The old farmer waved his hand and said, "Just change it to millet. The boy in the family finally found a family. He can collect some food and marry the girl back as soon as possible."
The price of black beans is now much more expensive than that of millet, so you can exchange for a lot more millet! Once you go out and go in, you will have a lot more food at home, which is a good deal!
“Sure!”
After the old farmer and his family left with the millet, the shopkeeper immediately ordered his subordinates to take the beans to the back yard.
There are a lot of black beans piled up in the yard, which have been harvested these days. Many people are busy carrying the black beans out of the back door of the yard, where there are cars waiting.
As soon as enough is loaded, the driver will shout and prepare to drive the beans to the warehouse outside the city.
There is also a door on the side of the yard, which is connected to the backyard of the ticket office. The steward of the ticket office hurried over, sat in the car, and said, "Let's go!"
Then several cars squeaked and rushed out of the city.
The warehouse is built on the edge of the river. Following the waterway south, you can quickly reach Bodao.
The Prime Minister’s southern expedition took this water route.
The steward of the ticket office followed the convoy to the warehouse outside the city, and then realized that something was wrong at the warehouse gate today.
I saw a group of people standing there, and the warehouse manager was speaking respectfully to the leader.
The ticket manager was surprised and thought, who has such a big reputation?
Whether it is a bank account, a grain store, or a warehouse, although the big and small stewards here do not know everything about each other, they can still guess the general background.
I heard that the chief steward of this warehouse has a background in the palace!
Even if his "employer" comes, he can't make the boss behave like this, right?
It’s just that he still couldn’t see clearly what the leader looked like in the end, because the warehouse also opened several side doors for easy entry and exit.
The convoy turned a corner and entered through another door.
"Don't worry, Mr. Guan Lang. The villain has selected the best boatman in the warehouse. He is very familiar with this waterway and will be able to deliver Mr. Guan Lang to Bodao quickly."
"how much longer?"
The leader was an extremely handsome young man, but his face was extremely cold, his eyes were indifferent, and his slightly furrowed brow showed a trace of anxiety. Although he did not mean to blame, the warehouse manager felt a sense of pressure.
"It will be ready soon. How about Guan Langjun take a drink of water first?"
“No, I’ll just wait here. I’ll set sail as soon as I’m ready.”
Guan Langjun shook his head and rejected the chief steward's kindness, "Go and have a look again, urge me, and tell me immediately if it's better."
“Okay, okay, little man, let’s go and take a look.”
The warehouse manager nodded repeatedly, turned around and ran to the dock.
The extremely handsome Guan Langjun was naturally Guan Ji. In order to suppress the anxiety in her heart, she had no choice but to try to divert her attention.
Looking at the big characters on both sides of the warehouse door, he frowned slightly and said, "Dongfeng Express, the mission will be fulfilled?"
At the same time, I was thinking, this is a place where goods are transported and stored. Why do you write such words that are difficult to understand?
This kind of mindless thing must have been created by that guy who is not serious at all.
Thinking like this, the face that always smiled at her seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
Even though she was extremely anxious, she couldn't help but tilt the corners of her mouth slightly, and then immediately frowned again, with a look of worry on her brows.
Feng Lang, Feng Lang, I have placed all my hopes on you this time. Don’t let me down!
She said silently in her heart.
Dianchi Lake.
“The last general (child) has met the governor.”
Zhao Guang, Wang Xun and Li Yi all saluted Li Hui.
“You don’t have to be so polite.”
With a smile on his face, Li Hui said happily, "I'm worried about manpower here, but I didn't expect two young generals to come. It's great."
He said and looked at Li Yi again, "My son is here too?"
"Yes. It's my brother... Colonel Feng asked the boy to **** the grain and grass over."
Li Yi replied.
“Where is Feng Langjun?”
Li Hui praised Feng Yong in his heart. Although he did not express his intention clearly, it was obvious that the other party understood what he meant.
At this time, as long as someone is present and adds a name to the credit list, it is a simple matter.
It’s just that he didn’t see Feng Yong, which made Li Hui a little puzzled.
Although repelling Meng Huo in the Wei County defense battle was considered a considerable achievement, the bulk of the credit must still be attributed to Wang Ping. If these people want to get more credit, they would naturally better come to Dian Lake.
This will make it easier for him to operate, right?
“Replying to your lord, my brother said that he still has something to do in Wei County, so he won’t come over. Let the child send his greetings to the lord.”
Li Yi explained.
Li Hui frowned, thinking that now that Meng Huo has bypassed Dian Lake and fled to the southwest, what else can happen in Wei County?
But thinking about Feng Yong's merits, even if the southern expedition was so easy, the strategies he proposed were also very effective. In addition, he was favored by the prime minister, so he wanted to give He may not take these achievements seriously.
Since he said he still had things to do in Wei County, there was no need to force him.
Thinking of this, Li Hui said with relief, "In that case, forget it."
Then he looked at Zhao Guang and Wang Xun and said, "Since Dalang and you are brothers, I won't be polite to you."
“Just please give me your orders, Governor Li.”
"Okay." Li Hui nodded, "I will tell you about the military situation at this time first."
"Although Dianchi Lake has been pacified, I have no choice but to have too few troops, so I can only rely on my reputation in Nanzhong to stabilize the counties in Yizhou County. If I want to continue to pursue Meng Huo, it will not be easy."
"And as far as I know, Meng Huo is preparing to return to Yeyu River, which is where he is based. More importantly, Yeyu River has a dangerous terrain and dense mountains and forests. Barbarians are good at hiding in the forest. Nowadays, the miasma is the most serious in the south. when."
"We don't take advantage of the time and place to win people. If we wait for him to rest there, it will take countless twists and turns to calm him down. So now that he is in panic all day long, it is the best time to pursue him."
Li Hui's eyes fell on Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, "You two happened to be here with your troops. Maybe you can muster the remaining strength to continue leading the troops forward?"
Zhao Guang clasped his fists excitedly and said, "Does An Gan have enough energy to kill the enemy? I dare not hide it from the governor. When I came to Dian Lake this time, I brought twenty dogs with me to hunt down the enemy in the forest. This is the time to use them." "
"dog?"
Li Hui was stunned.
"That's right. These twenty dogs were specially brought here from Hanzhong by my brother. They were carefully selected and trained to understand human language. They are good guides when walking in the forest."
Zhao Guang explained.
"Sir, my elder brother also asked the boy to bring the black beans over. These black beans are boiled and dried to drink. Not only can they relieve the heat, but they can also detoxify. All the way from Pingyi, the soldiers of the Governor's Mansion drank the black beans soup, and they were all angry. There are very few people suffering from Sha.”
“Bringing these black beans with you when you go to Yeyu River will definitely make your march easier, and there will be fewer soldiers infected with miasma in the army.”
Li Yi also said next to him.
“Do beans have such effects?” Li Hui was greatly surprised. He remembered what Li Yi said about the soldiers who rarely got sick from Pingyi. He thought that this alone was enough to make people happy.
It was hot and humid in the south. The soldiers were walking on the road under the scorching sun during the day, and many of them fell down due to fever.
Not to mention that it can also detoxify.
“In this case, where are you still worried that Meng Huo will run away?”
Li Yi said with a smile on his face, "Brother said that there are many kinds of miasms in Nanzhong. As long as you drink this black bean soup, some miasmas can be avoided."
"Feng Langjun is really... really..."
As soon as Li Hui said this, he suddenly remembered something.
During the reclamation in Hanzhong the year before last, Feng Langjun had people tell each family that whether it was newly opened land or reclaimed mature land, they could plant more grain after planting beans from the previous season.
It was also proved later that grains do grow better in dry lands where lu beans have been planted.
At that time, I still lamented that Feng Langjun had the world in mind and did not hesitate to learn what he had learned!
It turns out that at that time he had already counted it to today.
Thinking of this, Li Hui couldn't help but feel frightened. The consequences of this son's plan were far-reaching.
The effect of black beans was verified last year, so this year almost every household in newly opened land in Hanzhong has planted black beans.
Is there a big harvest of black beans in Hanzhong this year?
Li Hui looked at Li Yi again in surprise and uncertainty, and heard Dalang say that he was planning to build some kind of plantation in Nanzhong...
If the black beans really have such an effect, then when he opens a plantation, won't the black beans in Hanzhong be put to use?
With this calculation, doesn’t it mean that he has to be thanked for taking advantage of him?
(End of this chapter)