The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 666
Dean Gu strongly approves of Qiao Maimai's move to deliver food again, smiling kindly like an old birthday star in a New Year painting.

After tasting the dried sweet potatoes, he couldn't help giving Qiao Mai a thumbs up. This girl is amazing, and the food she sent was delicious and suitable for his teeth.

There is a Qiao Mai in Bailu Town, he is lucky!

He had already approved the test papers for the rural examination on the same day and had someone rush them to the capital for [-] miles. Seeing that Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang looked like they wanted to ask but were embarrassed to ask, they laughed. Said, "I gave Saburo the first name, the rest depends on what His Majesty says."

But it should be more or less the same, last time the Supreme Emperor also praised Tong Sanlang.

When Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang heard this, they were naturally overjoyed. Qiao Xiaomai rubbed his hands subconsciously in excitement—seeing that Qiao Changshun had done so much, he couldn't help but do it now, "Dean, thank you, thank you!"

"You don't need to thank me. It's Saburo who answered the test paper well. I just made a judgment based on the truth." Dean Gu waved his hand with a smile, and then picked up a dried sweet potato and chewed it slowly in his mouth.

"It's not bad that he can reach this level by self-study."

Dean Gu didn't know about Deng Chun's existence either. Like Zhang and others, he thought that Tong Sanlang had been studying by himself all these years.

Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang looked at each other, both smiling modestly.

Dean Gu said again, "Continue to study after you go back, and the imperial list will come out in a few days. It's time to prepare for the exam."

Tong Sanlang heard that it should be true.

After the results of the rural examination came out, the general examination will be held in Fucheng a month later, and the schedule is a bit rushed.

Dean Gu reminded Tong Sanlang a few more words, and then let the two leave.

The two came out of Dean Gu's small courtyard, and went to look for the little guard Yang Ye left behind.

The guard Xiao Yang tasted the dried sweet potato, just like last time, he was going to make a big ice lump again, but Qiao Xiaomai hurriedly stopped him.

This dried sweet potato can be put aside, no need to freeze.

After hearing this, Xiao Yang's guard went to the station with only twenty catties of dried sweet potatoes - five catties of Qiao Mai was left for him.

Coming out of the academy, Qiao Xiaomai couldn't control the excitement in his heart, and his face was beaming, "Why does this feel like I won the first place in the college entrance examination?"

"It's just a county seat. This can only be regarded as the number one scholar in the county seat." Tong Sanlang said, "Besides, the final result is determined by the Holy Spirit, and Dean Gu is only for reference."

When Tong Sanlang said this, the smile on Qiao Xiaomai's face froze, yes.

What is Emperor Yong'an's attitude towards the Tong family?

But at the beginning, the Supreme Emperor did not object to Tong Sanlang taking the imperial examination, so that means that the Yang family did not object to the Tong family's fame, right?

"Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, there will be results in a few days." Tong Sanlang has a reputation, which is the icing on the cake.

"Walk around, go to Jiweiju, I want to make a lot of money from these dried sweet potatoes." Thinking of the delicious dried sweet potatoes, Qiao Xiaomai became happy again.

Tong Sanlang also changed the subject, "Unfortunately, only [-] acres were planted this year."

The yield per mu of sweet potatoes is very high. One mu of land can produce 15 catties of sweet potatoes, and [-] mu of land can produce [-] catties of sweet potatoes.

15 catties sounds like a lot, but when you think about the low price when selling raw materials, you can't be happy with this figure.

Back then, a Buddha jumping over the wall cost 3000 taels of silver!
"Don't worry, there is no shortage of rich people in Daqi, and I will sell them at a high price." Qiao Maimai said, patting his chest.

"Are you really going to sell it for three hundred Wen a catty?" Tong Sanlang was surprised.

[I checked, and now the yield per mu of sweet potatoes is about [-] catties. There was no chemical fertilizer in ancient times, and the yield was cut in half. Don't be serious, cute! 】

(End of this chapter)