During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

The autumn wind blew rustlingly, dyeing the fields yellow and bringing a hint of coolness.

As the wheat was dried and weighed, after constant calculations by the three accountants, they finally came up with a consistent answer.

The yield per mu was as high as seven stones.

Liu Xianghe initially thought that a yield of five dan per mu would be good, but he did not expect that it would reach seven dan.

If the new wheat species can be popularized, how many people in the world will be able to eat rice and how many people will starve to death.

If we don't starve, we won't make trouble, and the world will not be far from peace.

Not only did Liu Xianghe not think of it, but even the officials who came to Qingzhou with King Yuzhang didn't think of it either.

To be on the safe side, Magistrate Wang initially reported the yield per mu to the court to be more than five stones. Out of some jealousy or envy, everyone thought Magistrate Wang reported the highest yield, but others actually reported the lowest. of output.

For several days in a row, Magistrate Wang was in a good mood, even very good. Not only did he feel windy when he walked, he also had a smile in his eyes.

Jiang Miao's [-] acres of land are connected together, and the results of the yield per mu are very accurate. The Fang family's land is separate, and the yield per mu of each piece of land is different. The lowest one is only five stones, but it is because of the inferior land. for the sake of.

The yield per mu of the top-grade fields can even reach eight dan, which is more than double the amount.

This is something that has never happened before.

King Yuzhang personally selected the plumpest ear of wheat, placed it in an exquisite rosewood box, and handed it to his personal attendants. "You must take your things and set off immediately. Be sure to hand over the contents and the letter to His Majesty."

"My lord, when will you set off?"

A look of determination flashed in King Yuzhang's eyes, "I still have one thing I haven't done yet. Once I finish it, I will return to the capital."

"Your Majesty, Miss Jiang has rejected you again and again, so why do you have to ask for trouble?"

Jiang Miao's lack of food and salt also greatly affected King Yuzhang's confidence. "I don't care about a mere woman. There is another thing I have to do when I come to Qingzhou this time."

The confidant lowered his eyes and raised his head sharply, "Yang family?"

"That's right, although Magistrate Wang didn't say it clearly, every time he mentioned the Yang family, his hesitant expression showed that there was something weird about this case. This matter is of great importance. I will investigate it thoroughly before returning. Capital City.”

The confidants agreed and took a few people towards the capital.

After Magistrate Wang learned about it, his calculations were half over.

"Are the officials from the capital still pestering Liu Xianghe?"

"Still struggling, but judging from Liu Xianghe's intention, it seems that he plans to keep half of it for himself and sell the other half. As for how to sell it, he hasn't made up his mind yet."

Magistrate Wang shook his head, "The Liu family won't sell it."

"Why?" Wang Sanhu was puzzled, "The Liu family worked so hard to harvest the wheat fields, isn't it just to make money?"

"Will the Liu family be short of money? As long as they are powerful, they will have money. Wheat is a hot potato in the hands of the Liu family. I think they will definitely choose to send wheat to the palace to seek help for their children. A future.”

Wang Sanhu thought of someone, "Like Jiang Qian?"

Magistrate Wang glanced at him, "With Jiang Qian's talent and ability, he doesn't need to do such a thing."

Any high school Jinshi student who is not famous will definitely not do anything. Jiang Qian first saved the princess, and later won His Majesty's favor in the hall. His reputation is enough, and there is no need to use new wheat seeds. .Magistrate Wang looked out the window. With the harvest in Qingzhou, it seemed that the birds on the branches had gained a lot of weight. "Counting the days, the rankings should be released in two days. I wonder if he will be the top pick this year?"

Jiang Miao is also worried about this matter. Since the beginning of the exam, she has stayed at home every day to pray to God and Buddha to bless Big Brother High School.

In order to accumulate blessings for her eldest brother, she made a special trip to a Taoist temple and a Buddhist temple. She brought back a Buddha statue and a portrait of Yuanshi Tianzun to enshrine them. She also donated a lot of sesame oil money to the two families.

Luo Tingye listened to her ramble, shook his head helplessly, and lightly knocked on the solid wood table.

Jiang Miao turned her head in surprise, "When did you come back?"

Luo Tingye leaned half of his body on the chair, but his sitting posture was a little weird, "I will come back while you are chanting sutras."

Jiang Miao put down the scriptures and greeted Luo Tingye.

Luo Tingye's complexion improved a little, but was still a little pale.

After the initial confusion, Jiang Miao finally realized, "Why do you have such a strong sandalwood scent? Don't you like too strong spices?"

Luo Tingye lowered his head, "I haven't showered in a few days. If I don't cover it with sandalwood, I'm afraid I'll faint from the smoke. I've been running all the way and I'm a little hungry. Go and help me cook a bowl of noodles."

Jiang Miao thought that he looked ugly because of running all the way, so she quickly said: "Don't sleep yet. I'll ask Lan Xin to boil some hot water for you. I'll cook noodles for you and fry you two side dishes."

Luo Tingye said with a satisfied smile, "Okay."

Jiang Miao's hands moved so fast that she took out a bowl of noodles. After a while, it turned into a large round cake. She rolled it up and cut it into shreds. Then she spread it evenly into the pot. After a while, the cooked noodles came out. The pot is ready, sprinkle a handful of green vegetables on top, and add a spoonful of meat sauce. It is fragrant and very appetizing.

Luo Tingye took a deep sip, grabbed the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and ate them happily.

Jiang Miao also served Lan Yu a bowl, and also sprinkled it with green vegetables and meat sauce.

"Thank you girl."

Jiang Miao's eyes lingered on his wrist for a moment. If she saw it correctly, there was a scar hidden in his sleeve, and there were dense threads on it. The stitches probably hadn't been removed yet.

Seeing Luo Tingye wolfing down the food again, she felt sour in her heart.

"Lan Xin, you go find Dr. Ouyang early tomorrow morning and tell him that a patient is looking for him."

Luo Tingye didn't stop eating, but a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes. This girl is really getting smarter and smarter, and he can't hide it from her at all.

Lan Xin nodded obediently, and went to find Ouyang Zhen early the next morning before dawn, pulled him out of the quilt, threw him into the carriage and hurried to the small yard.

Ouyang Zhen's legs and feet were still a little weak when he got out of the car. He pointed at Lan Xin and was speechless for a long time.

Lan Xin grabbed him, half pushing and half pulling him, and led him into the yard.

Ouyang Zhen was panting, "You girl, I can still count you as half a master. This is how you treat your master."

Lan Xin pulled him hard, "It was you who kicked me out in the first place. You wanted me to be filial to you unless you accepted me as your disciple again, but even if you wanted to, I wouldn't give you this chance. Come in quickly." "

Lan Xin almost carried Ouyang Zhen into the house.