Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 701 Farmers are reluctant to eat polished rice
Song Wangshi looked at the tall horse in front of her, and couldn't help but click her tongue, "Although I don't quite understand, this horse is smooth and smooth, no matter how you look at it, it looks good."

Listening to Song Wang's praise, Song Jie chuckled, "Mother is right. It is said that a good horse looks at a piece of skin from a distance, and its four hooves up close. The horse that Aunt Bai bought looks energetic and has healthy limbs." Shuo, a proper BMW horse."

Although he has never seen a Maxima, he has seen such records in books.

"Mother doesn't understand this, it's just pleasing to the eye." Song Wang stood in front of Baiyunxi and said with a smile.

A few people said a few words at the door, and the two got into the carriage. Wen You held the rein, stretched out her hand and patted her flattery.Xue Lihong strode forward and left with a rattling sound.

Seeing the horse-drawn carriage drive up the official road, the speed immediately increased, Bai Yunxi withdrew his gaze, "The carriage is faster than the ox cart, Wen You can come back in the afternoon by herself."

"That's great, our Brother Jie also got all the benefits."

Watching the carriage disappear for a while, Song Wang followed Baiyunxi back to the yard and asked about the sale of grain.

"My family's grain has already been collected in the granary. The head of the family and I are thinking about selling all of it and returning some coarse grains. The head of the family said that we will go to the town tomorrow. If there are not many people selling grain, we will send them all at once. .”

Her brother Jie went to school in the county. Although he usually made some money from copying books for others, it was only enough to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones, but the college's accommodation, food and drink were also a considerable expense.

When they came back from this vacation, Jie Geer told them that he was going to participate in this year's autumn exam.If you pass the exam, everyone will be happy, but if you fail the exam, you will have to wait for three years.

Therefore, they prepared more and more money and kept it for Jie Geer.

Listening to Song Wang's voice, Baiyunxi also felt the same way. Farmers have a hard time supporting students, and the family is frugal, and it is the limit to provide for one student.
To be honest, the conditions of the Song family are already good, but even so, it is still very difficult.

"After the summer harvest, farmers get together to sell grain. There are many people and grain shops are busy. The more people sell grain, the harder the price will go up. You can go and have a look. If you have surplus grain in your hand, you can take it easy. "

Listening to Baiyunxi's proposal, Song Wang shook his head and smiled wryly,
"It's true, but we ordinary people at the bottom don't have too much surplus food. If we don't sell it for a while, we have to use new rice and new wheat to pay for our rations. Look at our village, which family doesn't have six or seven people? Dozens of people? If you eat new food every day, I’m afraid it won’t last long.”

It is a common practice to exchange new grains for coarse grains, and storing new rice for one more day is a waste.

"That's true."

Whoever is covered in Luo Qi is not a silkworm breeder.

The farmers harvested the new rice, and they were also willing to eat it.

The biggest reason is that the output during this period was too low. The yield per mu was 150 jin, which was considered good land. However, these fertile fields were generally in the hands of the gentry and dignitaries. Most of the good fields in the hands of the common people were medium-sized fields, with a yield of 250 jin per mu. [-] catties is not bad.

That's why, when farmers receive new rice, they will immediately sell the rest after paying taxes, and replace it with brown rice and black noodles. If they can keep a catty or two, it is a last resort for sick people at home.

"I have to check the situation later. If the price is right, I have to sell it. Since the spring of this year, the weather has been smooth. I guess the price of food will not fluctuate too much."

In case the grain store is saturated, it will depress the price instead.

But for now, it's hard to say, she can't make decisions for others.After all, you have a family to support, so you can't take risks.

Unfortunately, not long after Bai Yunxi said this, he was slapped in the face.

Song Wang nodded. In their family, the man is in charge of the outside and the woman is in charge of the house. The matter of selling food is in charge of the family. She seldom goes out, so she can't give good advice.

"Cough~, I saw Chen Jiao yesterday, her eyes were as swollen as walnuts, she looked like she had cried bitterly. Especially the clothes on her body were wrinkled, and they hadn't been changed for days."

Song Wang let out a sigh,
"Every time I saw her before, I always put on a new dress with a smile on my face. Yesterday was the first time I saw her so disregarding decency."

Listening to Song Wang's gossip, Baiyunxi is not surprised,
"It's sad to lose a daughter."

"No, it looks like the two are fighting."

Song Wang shook her head, in the final analysis, it was still a man's instinct, which became stale after a long time, and the Chen family's disturbance, reckoned that Bai Yuntang's patience had been exhausted ahead of time.

"Chen Jiao has been married for the past few years, and she has been protected by your cousin. She has never done any work. Now she starts to work, and the skirt is covered with stove ashes."

In this regard, Bai Yunxi is not surprised. Based on her understanding of Bai Yuntang, Chen Jiao's life is only one day sooner or later.

"The road is chosen by oneself, and the life is lived by oneself. Outsiders like us just look at the surface."

Living at home is basically food, rice, oil and salt. If you want to be pampered for the rest of your life, that is the life of the landlord's family. The second uncle's mother's family has not yet reached that level.

"That's the reason. I used to see her walk around and put on a willow waist. She was very coquettish. Now she looks pitiful, so it's no wonder."

Song Wangshi said, with a sarcastic smile,
"Look at my temper, it's awkward enough."

Bai Yunxi looked at Song Wang's expression, all of them were gentlemen, no one was an exception.

The weather is entering midsummer, hot people are lazy, and I really want to find a cool place to sleep.

But as a farmer, let alone hiding in the shade, he still has to be exposed to the sun to irrigate the fields. If the crops are not watered in time and dry out, they have to be replanted, which directly affects the autumn harvest.

Therefore, the hotter it is, the busier the farmers are. Those who are close to the water source can directly divert water for irrigation.The hard part is that the fields far away from the water source can only carry water with a shoulder pole. Not to mention the slow speed, the front end has just been watered, and the back end is dry.

As the heat continued for 20 consecutive days, anxiety appeared on everyone's faces.

Holding a handkerchief, Bai Yunxi wiped his sweat while walking along the field ridge.

At this time, she was very grateful for the reservoir reserved on the slope. The mountain spring water was introduced into the pond, which was slightly yellowish in color, but to the farmers, these were like real gold and silver, which made people happy.

Under Bai Anyan's arrangement, the two long-term workers each guarded a piece of broken land, diverting water for irrigation.

The rest of the dry land is far away from the water source, so it can only be irrigated by bullock carts. At first, it was watered every three days, then every four or five days, and now it is watered every two days, and the crops are still wilting.

At any rate, those two fields were covered with sweet potatoes, the least drought-prone crop.Bai Yunxi looked at the second child's tanned shoulders, and proposed directly.

"The two acres of sweet potatoes are irrigated once every five days. I don't need to worry about the rest. I can reduce the yield at most. I just need to take good care of the slope."

(End of this chapter)