Sloth's Home Fragrance of Rice Fields

Chapter 117 Good harvest

After harvesting the rice, Chen Shizhu and Chen Huang's two elders laughed from ear to ear: "This year the rice grows much better than in previous years. There are thousands of catties of millet in more than ten mu of land, and we can't finish it!"

"Father, if you can't finish eating, you can sell it for money!" Li Yao laughed.

"Sell money?" Chen Huang didn't think about it.

"Yes, Dad, we can sell the rice we can't finish." Chen Baojia also said excitedly.

"In my opinion, if you can't finish eating, you will store it in the cellar. Who knows if the next season's rice harvest will be good?" Chen Huang said.

Chen Wenbin also twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "It is illegal to sell food without permission!"

"What?!" Is it illegal to sell rice?Li Yao seemed to have been poured with cold water, and suddenly withered, so how would she carry out her plan?

"Impossible, where do those rich people who don't farm get food?" Li Yao asked again.

"I'm talking about selling things privately. It's not illegal to sell things until they are reported layer by layer through the government and finally approved by the Ministry of Household Affairs." Chen Wenbin said again.

"Is it difficult to go through this procedure?" Li Yao became excited again when she heard that there was hope.

Chen Wenbin thought for a while, and said, "It's not difficult to say, but it's quite difficult to say it's not difficult."

"How to say?"

"Because the most important thing is that the lowest-level officials are willing to accept your application. If even the lowest-level county magistrate refuses to accept it, it will be very difficult."

Li Yao bit her lip and thought for a while, then said, "You mean that we only need to deal with our county magistrate?"

"The county magistrate of Los Angeles County is a cautious person, so he has been the county magistrate of Los Angeles County for more than ten years. Our application is not an easy task." Chen Wenbin continued.

"Then can we start with the people around him?"

Chen Wenbin raised his eyebrows: "You can try it, but you plan to sell food?"

"I think that after the hybrid rice is planted, we will definitely not be able to eat it all by ourselves, and I want to sign a death contract with the people in the village. As long as we give them rice seeds, they will sell the food they can't finish at a low price. Give it to us. In this way, they can have enough grain to support their families and earn a little money. So I want to open a grain store and sell the surplus grain to those rich people." Li Yao said.

"Sell to the rich?" Chen Wenbin pondered for a while, and said, "Now there are countless people in the country who don't have enough to eat and wear. If you only sell food to the rich, what will happen to the poor? If If possible, I hope you can sell food cheaply to those poor people, so that they can also eat and wear warmly, which is considered a good deed.”

After listening to this, Li Yao looked at Chen Wenbin intently, and finally joked: "I never thought you still have the society in your heart, worrying about the country and the people!"

"Now the country is fighting all the year round, and too many innocent people have died. I hope the families of those soldiers who have died can live well." Chen Wenbin frowned, lost in thought.

Li Yao bit her lip and thought for a while, she is not the reincarnated Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, nor does she have Chen Wenbin's heart to pretend to be the world's community, but if there is a way to make money and feed those people, she is willing to try it.

"Wen Bin, the hybrid rice hasn't been planted yet, so it's useless to think so much. Let's talk about it later." Li Yao wanted to find a way to get the best of both worlds during this period.

(End of this chapter)