Five-year-old cute baby: traveled back to ancient times and became a grandmother

Chapter 400: Not even worthy of carrying our aunt's shoes

Since it's just for the sake of showing your appreciation, you won't waste too much time on this procedure.

Anyway, she is a child, and in the eyes of other people, it is normal that she does not have that patience.

Bai Tao is wearing a modified Hanfu which is pink and white in color and dotted with small golden peach flowers.

Gold is a color reserved for the royal family and is not allowed to be used by civilians.

This is Junji Town, and Kyoto has no control over this place, otherwise the little golden peach blossoms on her dress would be an act of usurpation.

Even so, Lu Xiaohao and his servant were stunned when they first saw her clothes.

Bai Tao: "I heard from Dashan that you came here for our high-yield grain seeds?"

Lu Xiaohao just put away his surprise, but was stunned again. He didn't expect him to be so direct and ask right away.

But it’s better to be direct. Before in Kyoto, when I was talking to those people, even eight hundred times of caution was not enough.

Lu Xiaohao smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"We have high-yield grains, and the price is not high." After a pause, Bai Tao said, "What can you do?"

Beside him, Yang Song's heart skipped a beat. What did this mean? Could it be that he wanted his master to marry him? !
This, he really couldn't imagine that such a young child would become the mistress of his family.

Fortunately, Bai Dashan and Bai Youli were unaware of what he was thinking, otherwise they would have been furious. Our aunt is still a child.

Besides, your master is not even worthy of carrying our lady’s shoes.

Lu Xiaohao was stunned for a moment: "I don't know what Miss Bai means?"

Bai Tao: "The scale of high-yield grain cultivation in Junji Town is not large at present. Many farmers are skeptical about such grains, so it is not easy to promote them."

"It's still like this in Junji Town, can you guarantee that it will be the same in other places?"

The saying "the emperor is far away and the mountains are high" is not just talk. In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient and information was delayed. It was normal for some policies to not make any progress for three to five years after they were conveyed.

Lu Xiaohao knew what Bai Tao meant. He frowned and assured her, "I will do my best to spread the benefits of high-yield grain varieties."

"We must let more people in Jin grow crops so that everyone in Jin can have enough food to eat." Lu Xiaohao thought that even if half of the fields in Jin were planted with high-yield grain varieties, it would be able to solve the problem of food shortage and people's hunger.

After he finished speaking, he said with some uncertainty: "I just don't know the number of high-yield grain varieties Miss Bai has..."

"Enough!" Bai Tao: "That's right, but let me make it clear in advance that this high-yield grain seed cannot be kept for yourself."

Can’t save seeds for yourself?
They had never thought about this problem.

In fact, Lu Xiaohao and his servant didn't know much about agricultural crops.

Lu Xiaohao was just slightly stunned for a moment, nodded to show his understanding, and then asked: "Miss Bai, it is rumored that the yield per mu can reach 700 to 800 kilograms. I want to ask, is this true?"

If there are really seven or eight hundred, it doesn't matter even if I can't keep the seeds for myself.

Although Bai Tao said it was not expensive, Lu Xiaohao felt that the price must be high.

Bai Tao just picked up the teacup, so Bai Dashan next to her spoke.

"Of course this is fake. How can the yield per mu be 700 to 800 kilograms?"

As soon as he said this, Lu Xiaohao and Yang Song were shocked. Is the yield per mu not even 700 to 800 kilograms?
It is indeed a rumor, but it is true. How can the yield be that high, even though it is indeed called a high-yield grain variety.

Bai Dashan snorted and continued, "Seven or eight hundred kilograms is nothing. Who are you looking down on? Our high-yield grain varieties can produce at least a thousand kilograms per mu."

"what?"

Yang Song was shocked: "One thousand kilograms per mu?!" Lu Xiaohao was also stunned for a moment. He subconsciously looked at Bai Tao and saw that Bai Tao looked calm. She was picking up half a plum and putting it into her mouth.

Perhaps the plums were a little sour, she squinted her eyes, frowned, and immediately pushed the plum plate away.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaohao immediately understood what was going on.

He didn't know Bai Tao very well, but one thing was that Bai Tao was young and would definitely not lie about this issue, unless the villagers were deceiving her.

But given Bai Tao's status in Taohua Village, the villagers dare not and will not deceive her.

"Village Chief Bai, this is not a joke." Yang Song was so excited and anxious that he almost grabbed Bai Dashan's shoulders and shook him.

"Is it really a thousand pounds? This is a matter of life and death, you can't joke about it." After all, if his master reported it, it would be a serious crime of deceiving the emperor.

Bai Dashan glared: "What a joke, who is joking with you, the yield of one thousand per mu is just the average, I was underestimating it."

"You have also gone to the upper and lower villages nearby to ask around. These two villages grow high-yield grains. We personally watched the harvest and weighed them, and the yield per mu is about 1,100 kilograms."

Bai Dashan said bluntly: "It's understandable that you don't have any experience, but you can't say it doesn't happen just because you haven't seen it."

In the minds of Bai Dashan and other people in Taohua Village, the high-yield grain seeds were obtained by our aunt, and if you question the high-yield grain seeds, you are questioning our aunt.

"You are like a grasshopper, that's not good!"

Yang Song was stunned by Bai Dashan's series of words. He pondered over Bai Dashan's words, were they the same as a grasshopper?
Could it be that Bai Dashan was saying that he was a grasshopper in autumn and could not jump far?
Seeing Yang Song's confused face, Bai Dashan said: "You don't understand?"

"As the old saying goes, a grasshopper has only three seasons in its life, so I always think there are only three seasons in a year. This story is about people like you."

Yang Song: "..." He felt that Bai Dashan was saying that he was uneducated, and he had evidence.

Lu Xiaohao came back to his senses and said quickly: "Village Chief Bai, please forgive me. Yang Song didn't mean that. It's just that we really haven't seen such a high-yield grain variety. At this time..."

If people in Kyoto saw Lu Xiaohao being so polite to Bai Dashan, a commoner, they would be totally confused and laugh at him.

But Lu Xiaohao didn't think there was anything wrong with being polite to Bai Dashan.

Although Taohua Village looks like a small mountain village, he knows that this is the home of a reclusive clan.

Being able to become the village chief of a secluded clan requires some ability.

Besides, the fact that Taohua Village has the Baijiabao caravan and controls the mysterious and heroic Baiyu Army is enough to make people afraid to offend it.

Not to mention that he had already asked Taohua Village for help.

Bai Dashan nodded in understanding: "I understand. This incident has indeed refreshed your worldview."

Bai Tao spoke at this time.

"Dashan, speak nicely." Always using new words, isn't that bullying?

Just now he was saying that Bai Youli was showing off, but isn't he the same?

"Oh, yes, auntie." Bai Dashan responded and sat aside obediently.

Lu Xiaohao said hurriedly: "It turns out that we don't know the situation."

Bai Tao nodded: "Where are the grain seeds? I have some here."

"But how much do you want?"

"How do I pay?"