When Lao Lin heard that Xiao Han was in the grain business, he was immediately happy: "Oh? Guest: Is this going to Jiangnan to buy grain? That's it! ”

Xiao Han heard him talk like this, as if there was a lot of grain in Jiangnan! So he also smiled and asked, "What?" What does my husband mean that there is a lot of grain in Jiangnan now? ”

"Haha...... Many! A lot! Lao Lin stroked his beard and smiled proudly, and then said to Xiao Han: "So that the guests can know that in the past two years, the grain in Jiangnan has been harvested every year, and the output is extremely high, and even the grain price is one or two percent lower than in previous years!" So it's fitting that guests are going to buy food now! ”

"Huh? Is Jiangnan so good in the past two years? ”

Xiao Dong's eyes were straight when he listened to it! Imagining the abundance of grain everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, and then thinking back to the tragic situation of thousands of miles of red land in Guanzhong, I couldn't help but complain: "God, this is too unfair!" In the past two years, we have either been a drought or a locust plague! finally encountered a good year, but it had to be looted by the Turks, and it became a problem for the common people to eat a full meal all day long! What is this called? ”

"Hey, it's not unfair!"

Lao Lin saw Xiaodong complaining about God, his expression was calm, and he hurriedly said: "We have been the same as you Guanzhong in the past few years, drought, waterlogging, and insects!" There are all kinds of disasters! At the end of the year, after paying taxes on the food grown, even the family's rations are not enough! It's also bitter! ”

"Oh?" Xiao Han frowned slightly, and asked strangely: "Then why is the grain in Jiangnan harvested every year?" Is there something hidden in it? ”

Lao Lin, who was holding the rudder, seemed to be waiting for Xiao Han to ask this, and as soon as the words fell, he said proudly: "Hehe, speaking of this, then I have to thank someone!" ”

"Thanks to whom? Who is so capable? Can you even manage God's business? "The stunned man is the most impatient among several people, and when he saw that the old man was still selling guanzi, he couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Thanks to whom?" Lao Lin twisted his somewhat gray beard, suddenly turned around mysteriously, arched his hand towards the northwest, and then asked, "I don't know if the guests have heard that there is a Marquis Xiao in Chang'an?" ”

"Chang'an's, Marquis Xiao?"

Hearing the name from the old man's mouth, Xiaodong and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they all turned around strangely and looked at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han's face was a little unnatural when the two of them looked at him, only to see him roll his eyes, cough lightly, and ask Lao Lin tentatively: "Ahem...... I don't know which Xiao Hou my husband is talking about? ”

"Huh? Could it be that Xiao Hou of Chang'an is very much? Now, it was Lao Lin's turn to be surprised.

He scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know about other Xiao Hou, what I'm talking about, which Xiao Hou fought with His Majesty in the south and the north, made great achievements, and was sealed in Sanyuan!" ”

"Oh~"

Xiaodong and the stunned man made a sudden realization together, but soon, the gloating appearance of the two turned into a painful look.

Without him, it was just because Xiao Han secretly stomped on each of their feet.

didn't look at the two who almost jumped up with their paws, Xiao Han smiled shyly at Lao Lin and said, "Ahem, uncle, you're talking about him, so naturally I've heard of it!"

However, he seems to be far away in Chang'an, and he can manage the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River?

Besides, if he really has such a great ability, why doesn't he also give the wind and rain to the conditioning of Guanzhong? ”

"Hey, you can't say that!" Hearing Xiao Han say this, the expression on Lao Lin's face obviously became a little unhappy, as if Xiao Han suspected his Xiao Hou, just doubting him!

"Although Xiao Hou is a person with great skills, he is not an immortal! How can the climate be changed?

Besides, the land in Guanzhong is planted with wheat and millet! It's completely different from our rice! ”

"What do you mean? Could this rice? Xiao Han was unmoved by Lao Lin, and still asked later.

Lao Lin snorted twice, and said in a tone like a teacher: "The guest guessed well!" I just don't know, Shenhou rice, Shenhou waterwheel, have you heard of these? ”

"Shenhou Dao?"

Xiao Han's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly reacted, looked at Lao Lin in surprise and asked, "What the old man said is three crops of rice, keel waterwheel?" ”

"Yes!"

Lao Lin saw that Xiao Han had guessed correctly all of a sudden, and his impression of him changed a little, he smacked his lips and said proudly: "When they first came over, it seemed to be called this name!" But then no one called it, they all called it Chengshen Hou Dao!

Hehe, guests may not know that my old man has lived for so long, and he has never seen any rice grow more fierce than weeds!

A paddy field, coupled with the Shenhou waterwheel, fetches water in the drought and drains the water outside during the flood! Harvesting five-way grain in two years is like playing! Some people who grow good crops are three-way grain a year!

Moreover, this rice not only ripens quickly, but also bears a lot of rice! There are also fewer empty shells! One ear is dozens more grains than the previous rice, and that's less!

You say, just such a long method, can there be not much food in Jiangnan? Even if there is too much food, the price of grain has dropped a lot, but after careful calculation, the people earn more in a year than before! ”

When Lao Lin talked about this, the more he talked, the more excited he became, and later he danced like he was dancing, even talking and making gestures! Xiao Han's eyes were straight!

Of course, he was not for the three crops of rice in Lao Lin's mouth, but for the fear that if he was not careful, he would lift all the boatmen into the river.........

Fortunately, Lao Lin has been in charge of the boat all his life, and his skills in driving the boat have long been perfected.

Even if his attention was not on the ship at all, it did not affect the big ship to continue to sail in the predetermined direction, but his two sail-turning sons listened to his words at this time, and couldn't help but interject:

"Dad, that Shenhou rice is good, but it tastes average, soft, not chewy, not as delicious as those polished rice!"

"Bang ......"

Before the son could finish speaking, a stinky shoe flew through the air, hit him in the face, and then slowly slid down his face, and finally fell onto the deck.

This time it was too sudden, and it was too disgusting, Xiao Han, Xiao Dong and the others didn't react for a while, the old Lin was already barefoot, pointing at his son and scolding angrily: "Little rabbit cub! Just two days after a good day, I forgot my roots, didn't I? I've only eaten white rice for a few years, so I don't like that white rice is not delicious?

Do you know you Lao Tzu and I, don't talk about white rice when I was a child, I can't eat broken rice and brown rice, and I live by catching some fish, shrimp and crabs all day long!

Is it not delicious to return Shenhou rice? Not chewy? Phew! If you dare to say this, go to the ground and tell me! If you don't bury you alive as fertilizer, then you can run fast! ”