RPAGF Chapter 107: Field Opening Blind Box
Chapter 107: Field Opening Blind Box
"I drew number 12, and number 12 is that field!" The man looked confused.
"Here, here." Zhao Guangping jumped happily and waved, "Field No. 12 is here."
Soon everyone found the field corresponding to him and went to pull radishes happily. Some merchants even took their assistants to the fields to pull the radishes themselves. Everyone was very careful for fear that the radishes would be broken.
The Su family and the emperor looked at Su Mu lovingly as he killed people everywhere and handled various problems with ease. His posture and spirit looked extraordinary. He was shining.
"Miss Su is so amazing. Her bargaining momentum is unstoppable. I usually don't dare to bargain."
The little round-faced man sighed inwardly that although he was an official, he had to support a large family, so he wanted to buy things at a cheaper price.
“Can you bargain when buying things?” Zhou Ziyu, who had never suffered, was shocked. He usually bought things, threw money and left.
The others looked at him as if he were an idiot.
People who are not short of money will certainly not bargain, but even if you don’t bargain, you should know that you can bargain when buying things!
"Those who receive salary should not compete with the common people for profit, and those who receive great wealth should not take small wealth." said the retired emperor.
Ji Shiyan said, "We don't bargain because of this, you are just stupid."
"What about Sumu?" Zhou Ziyu glanced over there.
"How can doing business be the same as buying things in a store? Besides, why shouldn't Su girl bargain for the sake of the villagers? Let's put one thing at a time." The emperor was puffing his beard and glaring.
"What's the reason for Su girl? If she doesn't bargain, will the people's hard-earned crops be sold at such a low price? How can the people survive?
She was the only one who quoted a high price. Even if the prices of the things grown by the rest of the people were lowered, they would definitely not be lowered too much.”
Zhou Ziyu didn't dare to talk back when he was scolded, and listened silently to the teachings of the emperor.
The grandson of Duke Zhou has good character in every aspect and his upbringing is first-rate, but he has too little experience of the sufferings of the people. He knows some things in his heart but they are not profound, and he has not truly experienced what is said in the book.
"I understand, I understand." Zhou Ziyu lowered his head to reflect.
"Ji Shiyan, find some time to take him to see the real life of the lower-class people."
"it is good."
Ji Shiyan looked at his friend with ill intent. It was time to let him suffer a little and see what life was like for common people.
"Can't I just stay here?" Qingshan Village is pretty good.
"Do you know how Su's family lived in the past? If you don't know, go and ask them yourself."
"Yes, I'll go ask right now." Zhou Ziyu ran to Su An with his head in his hands.
When Zhou Ziyu went over, the merchants had already pulled out all their radishes and were weighing them.
The merchants were weighing and shouting busily, and in this cold season, they even broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
"My acre of land actually produces 900 kilograms!" The businessman was overjoyed. This was amazing. He actually won an acre of land with such a high yield!
"Mine is not bad either. I have more than 800 kilograms." Other merchants also looked at their own harvests with joy.
Although it is purchased by kilogram, it is better to buy more, besides, other merchants may not have it yet.
The rest of the people who can cooperate with others will do so, except for a few businessmen who have not received any share.
Several people looked at those happy people with envy.
Su Mu calculated that on average each acre of land could produce about 800 kilograms of white radish.
White radish is 25 wen per pound, and the yield per mu is 20 pounds. That means one mu of land can be sold for an average of taels of silver. After deducting taxes, it's still a lot.
The villagers who planted white radishes cried with joy when they saw the silver money in their hands. They could now support their families and would never have to go hungry again.
This money was enough for them to live frugally for several years, and could also buy some utensils and clothes for the family.
Other villagers looked envious and said, "Next year, I will definitely plant the same as them!"
Zhou Ziyu stammered as he moved closer to Su An, too embarrassed to ask directly.
I just watched the merchants happily loading the truck and didn't ask any questions until they were about to leave.
"Everyone, let's continue our cooperation next time." Su Mu greeted the businessman who was leaving.
“Okay hahahaha.”
"Next time something is ripe, I will be the first one to come!" The businessman bowed and said goodbye.
Su Mu looked at Zhou Ziyu who was still crying with a constipated face.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Yes, Zhou Ziyu, you just did this next to me. If you want to go to the toilet, I will take you there." Su An still cared and wanted to lead the way.
"No, no, no, no, no."
"I just want to ask what kind of life farmers generally lead." Zhou Ziyu's face turned red. He always felt it was not good to ask other people about these things.
"What are you talking about? I thought something was wrong with you." Su Mu had no shame. What's wrong with his family being poor in the past? What's wrong with being a farmer?
"Zhou Ziyu, let me tell you!"
"We are living a good life now. We couldn't even get enough to eat before. We are very happy that we can still have some meat thanks to Wangcai."
Su An pulled Zhou Ziyu and started mumbling, "We went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables to eat, and we didn't have any clothes. The clothes I wore at that time were clothes that my second brother couldn't wear anymore."
"Now I am living a good life thanks to my little sister. I can tell you that my little sister is very capable, pretty, and good in every aspect."
How did the third brother suddenly become a compliment machine for himself? "Third brother, stop praising me and tell Zhou Ziyu about real life."
"Oh, okay. Most of the farmers don't have enough to eat or warm clothes. They have nothing left after working hard for a year. They dare not get sick because they have no money to treat the disease. They can't raise children, and the ones they do raise are skinny and small."
"If you get sick, you can only wait to die. Treatment costs money, and after the treatment you have no money to buy seeds for the next year. You can only sell your land and work as a tenant for others, and you will be exploited by the owner."
"I'll tell you in secret, there were people who exchanged their own children for food in the past."
Zhou Ziyu was completely stunned.
Su An curled his lips, "Don't disbelieve it, this is what the village chief told us, he has experienced it himself."
The real situation is often more thrilling than what Su An said. The oppression of feudal rituals, the hardships of life, the struggles of the lower class people, unable to live and unable to die, and countless people starved to death in the previous dynasty. It was good to have a grain of salt in the rice. Corpses were everywhere, and people were eating their own children. Those who survived could only be said to be lucky.
"Is it so difficult?" Zhou Ziyu choked up in his throat and spoke with difficulty.
"Yeah, that's right! Now you know how good my sister is!" Su An looked like my sister is the best.
"Ah."
He always knew that the lives of the lower class people were not easy, but he had never thought of going there to see for himself. He had been brought up in pampering and had never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood. When he was picky about food, there were still people who were worrying about having a full bowl of rice.