Lonely non-good minister

She smiled wryly, and Song Shi understood, although King Zhongshan's move made him happy, but he never made things difficult for Song Yuan, and immediately changed the subject and asked, "I wonder if I can meet that extremely powerful gentleman? "

"Cousin is Mr. An talking about? Tomorrow, the agricultural officials brought by the emperors and grandsons are still here. Mr. An takes them every day in the field to prepare for planting wheat. Now that they have been accepted If you don’t have enough money, you have to teach them some real skills.”

Song Shi was full of anticipation: "Indeed, tomorrow morning, I will go see this Mr. An again."

They continued to eat and drink, and because they had a lot of work to do now, they didn't dare to indulge in drinking, so the three of them went to rest early.

Early the next morning, Song Yuan led Song Shi to the small village where An Zhoushi lived. The villagers here had already transported the ash to the fields, and they turned the ash into the soil under the scorching sun, just waiting for the seeds.

"Are these villagers willing to grow wheat?" Song Shi was very surprised. He knew that the people were not so easy to persuade. In this way, even if they explain it thousands of times, they will question and doubt it, so it is difficult to implement every policy of Civil Affairs, because it will be suspected from all sides. .

Song Yuan led him across the field ridge: "I rented this land with money, and the rent is paid. They only need to cultivate according to my wishes, and they can share the grain after the harvest. So they are willing, and the reason why the people resist , It’s just that they don’t have the ability to resist risks, the land is their everything, who dares to take risks, but if someone takes the risk, they will not be afraid.”

Rent the land with your own money?

Song Shi didn't quite agree with this method: "You can't rent out the entire land in Leping, can you?"

"Why rent them all? During the autumn harvest, I have proved that obedient people can have a good harvest, and the good land taken back from the rich gentry is in the hands of the yamen. If the people want land, they have to listen to the yamen's arrangements. It's not compulsory, I don't care if they want to waste a whole winter, anyway, I'm not the one who is hungry."

When they came to the small yard in Anzhou, through the fence, they could clearly see that the yard was full of flowerpots, but there was nothing in the flowerpots.

After entering the courtyard, he heard voices in the room. When he went to the door, he saw that An Zhoushi was in class. He sat in a circle with a group of farming officials. Then he talked eloquently about some things about farming.

Song Shi listened to it for a while, and couldn't help feeling annoyed: "I should have brought along the Si Nong from my yamen."

"Don't worry, isn't the place where my cousin is in charge of planting soybeans in winter? Just ask Mr. An later." Song Yuan sat down beside him, and she asked the child who brought the tea, "How do you get the things in the flower pot?" Pulled out? Isn’t it planted well?”

The child looked honest and honest, but he spoke neatly: "Mr. said that it grows only after careful maintenance in the house. If it is planted in the ground, it will not survive the cold winter. If people look at it, they think they can grow it too." Well, it would be harmful, so the confession was pulled out."

"Mr. An is very considerate." Song Shi also sat down: "Where do you find these seeds?"

The child looked at him, because he didn't know him, so he looked at Song Yuan first, and when Song Yuan nodded to let him speak, he said, "Some were found in the mountains, and some were bought from other places. The husband said that there are actually many seeds. It’s just that many of them haven’t been discovered yet, some are ugly and taste bitter, and no one dares to eat them now, and the taste will get better after a few times of breeding.”

"This Mr. An is really well-informed." Song Shi looked around the room, but fortunately he got up and went in, and found a seat to sit down to listen to.

Two hours passed in a flash, and it was time for lunch. An Zhoushi stopped, and the woman who came to help had already prepared the food. When An Zhoushi saw Song Yuan, he smiled and asked, "Why are you here, master?"

"I'm going to see the wheat here is going to be planted, are the seeds ready?"

An Zhoushi took a sip of the water that the child fed to his mouth, and then said: "The seeds have been found. I saw that they are all good seeds, but those merchants ask for a high price. After all, the risk of transporting these seeds is too high. They wanted us to give them the method of growing sweet potatoes in exchange, but I didn't agree, and I'll wait for the young master to come up with an idea."

"You bought wheat seeds from southern merchants?" Song Shi felt that the cost was really too high.

Song Yuan nodded: "There is no way. The wheat seeds we found are really bad. We can only buy seeds. It is not known whether they can be planted. Fortunately, there are not many people who grow wheat in Dawei, so there is no restriction on the sale of wheat seeds. Great Wei's order, but these merchants are really talking like a lion."

"Businessmen are like this." Song Shi also suffered the same loss. He also bought seeds from merchants in the south, and the cost was ridiculously high. It took three years to plug the hole.

Song Yuan hurriedly asked: "Mr. An, is the south more suitable for growing sweet potatoes?"

"It can't be said that it is more suitable, but the water and soil in the south are indeed better. If it is planted in a large area, Da Wei can't compare."

Song Shi hurriedly said: "Then we can't even make deals with them. Before Da Wei solves the problem of grain production, doing so will only lower the price of grain. How can the people of Da Wei be willing to grow grain by then?"

His worry was not unreasonable, Song Yuan thought about it carefully: "Is there anything that is suitable for cultivation in the south but cannot be eaten?"

"Young master is talking about mulberry trees?" An Zhoushi immediately thought of it: "This is not difficult, and it is very suitable for the south."

Song Yuan smiled: "That's it. The aristocratic families in the south are arrogant and lustful, and comparisons are common, making the price of silk expensive by a thousand gold. The price is expensive because the output is too low. I wonder if Mr. An has any way to increase the output?"

When Song Shi looked at her and then at An Zhou, he felt that Song Yuan was a bit whimsical, how could he treat people as angels?There is a specialization in art, this Mr. An can't be good at everything, can he?

"Yes." An Zhou thought thoughtfully: "The low silk production is due to the backward textile technology. I have participated in related seminars, and I still remember that the structure of the textile machine was mentioned in it. When I think about it carefully, I can Can't get it out."

Song Shi's jaw dropped in shock. Although he didn't understand what a seminar was, what he said sounded very powerful. Song Yuan also blinked in surprise. She thought An Zhoushi's method was to let the mulberry tree grow a few more leaves. , As a result, they directly wanted to get a textile machine out.

Are people in the future so omnipotent?Suddenly, I wanted to find more traversers by my side.