Chapter 40: Let's make do with it

Li Chuan was hungry for a day, so he picked a cucumber casually, wiped it on his shirt and ate it.

Zhao Tiezhu hurriedly moved the chair, set it up next to it, and said, "Young master, you sit." ”

Li Chuan rubbed his waist, which was a little sore, nodded approvingly at Zhao Tiezhu, and sat down on the chair.

It's a good guy, and it's a bit of an eyesight.

Cucumbers have a grassy smell, the first bite is a little strange, but eat a few more bites, you will find that this is the real cucumber taste, no pollution of green vegetables, there is a natural taste, and chemical fertilizer concentrated medicine is not the same.

After eating a cucumber, Li Chuan picked another tomato.

Although the tomatoes are small, they are not bad in taste, with a natural fragrance and sweetness.

Li Chuan ate several in a row, and he didn't have to worry about the residue of the concentrated medicine or anything at all.

Zhao Tiezhu looked a little greedy, and his throat rolled a few times.

Li Chuantou didn't reply and said: "You can eat if you want, how many times have you said it, you don't have to abide by the rules that shouldn't be followed." ”

Zhao Tiezhu laughed, stepped forward and picked a few tomatoes and gobbled them up.

Lijiazhuang's tomatoes are definitely the first in Daming, and they are much better than the tomatoes bought on Taobao, and the servants and servants like to eat tomatoes as fruits, but Li Changyue is reluctant.

As a housekeeper, Li Changyue's center of heaven and earth is the young master.

Although the vegetable garden is not small, there are many people in the Zhuangzi.

If you don't pay attention to it, I'm afraid you will be picked up in less than three days.

Li Chuan didn't know this, what he was thinking about now was whether to expand the scale of planting and grow a variety of vegetables that were not available in this era, so that they could improve the lives of the farmers, and second, they could also be sold so that the farmers could generate income.

After a few days of busy work, Xiao Si was buried.

Those who have gone have gone, and those who survive must continue to live.

Lijiazhuang is full of traffic every day, and the convoy that comes to deliver grain has never stopped.

Li Changyue faithfully carried out the instructions of the young master, scattered a large amount of silver, replaced it with a cart of rice grain, and stored it in the warehouse, and several large warehouses in Zhuangzi were full of mountains of rice grain.

Thinking about how he first woke up for a few dozen taels of silver, Li Chuan was embarrassed.

For him now, silver is no different from a pile of iron lumps.

It's so easy to get silver.

Different visions naturally lead to different perspectives on things.

If you put the money in the treasury, it will be a pile of dead things.

It's better to change it all into food and do some of the things you want to do.

A few days later, Li Chuan personally took his family and farmers to dig potatoes in the old village.

"Be careful, dig deeper with a shovel, don't dig the potatoes up."

Li Chuan took matters into his own hands, demonstrating and pointing at the same time.

The family and the farmer were cautious, losing their previous neatness, and their hands with shovels were shaking a little, as if they were digging for gold, lest a shovel go down and dig up the treasures in the soil, and they were all nervous.

Li Chuan couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Don't be nervous, this is to dig a potato, even if it is rotten, it is nothing, you can still eat it, I just reminded you not to dig it as much as possible, and I didn't say that you must not dig up the potatoes." ”

The dealers are still a little unable to show their hands and feet, and they are shrinking their hands and feet.

Li Chuan was a little helpless, so he didn't care about them anymore, went down with a spade, and dug out several potatoes.

Potatoes and cucumbers and tomatoes are different, even if there is no chemical fertilizer, Li Changyue takes care of it very carefully, and the manure is not less, all of them are bowl-size, fat and fat, and it is very gratifying to look at.

There is great strength in numbers, and after an hour of busy work, all the potatoes were dug up.

Li Changyue took people to weigh it, totaling 2,100 catties.

Potatoes are planted with six points of land, if calculated by mu, it is equivalent to one mu of land can produce 3,500 catties.

This is an astonishing yield, especially potatoes can be used as food, in the late Ming Dynasty, when famine was everywhere, if it can be popularized, I don't know how many lives can be lived, it is definitely a credit to the community, and it has a far-reaching impact than any reform.

"Divide the seeds, dig a kiln to preserve, and plant a little bit for each family next year."

Li Chuan casually arranged, leaving only a few potatoes ready to taste.

Usually eat potatoes on Taobao to buy it, this is their own planting, no chemical fertilizer concentrate, the quality is definitely better, you have to keep the seeds, take a few to taste the taste, and so on really large-scale planting, and then eat potatoes do not need to buy on Taobao.

Li Chuan can't decide on major national events.

But at least in Lijiazhuang, he still has the ability to promote.

In the afternoon, I went around the ground, and when I returned to Zhuangzi, it was raining lightly.

When passing by the Su family's land, Li Chuan saw Su Xiaomei from a distance.

There was no one nearby, so Su Xiaomei was standing on a ridge.

"What's this girl's nerves?"

Li Chuan was a little puzzled, he wasn't working, why was he standing in the rain stupidly.

When I looked over, I found that Su Xiaomei was in tears.

The girl didn't know what grievances she had suffered, her eyes were dilated, and she cried with pear blossoms and rain.

"Why are you crying?"

Li Chuan hurriedly asked, somewhat speechless.

It seems that since my sister-in-law entered the door, this girl has not been happy.

Li Changyue would tell him some news from time to time, all of which were gossip about Su Xiaomei's aunt and sister-in-law's disharmony, and he didn't know what the housekeeper An's heart was, and he always mentioned these chicken mother-in-law things in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

Su Xiaomei was stunned, as if she didn't notice someone coming.

Li Chuan walked to the front, raised his hand and shook it a few times in front of her eyes, and asked, "Why are you crying?" ”

Zhao Tiezhu and Huang Tianxiang's faces twitched, so they didn't laugh out loud.

Young master, you really don't understand the amorous feelings.

Su Xiaomei's sloppy eyes finally focused a little, and she looked at Li Chuan in a daze for a while, before she wiped her face indiscriminately, and said with a gloomy face: "I can't go on, I am a superfluous person in the Su family now." ”

Li Chuan asked: "How can you be superfluous, without your support, who can support the Su family?" ”

Su Xiaomei said self-deprecatingly: "To be honest, those Western goods of yours have made the Su family earn a lot of silver, and now the Su family's silver money is enough to buy a big family business, so it doesn't matter if you have me or not." ”

Li Chuan was stunned and said, "Could it be that I hurt you?" ”

Su Xiaomei shook her head and said, "It has nothing to do with you, it's just that I underestimate people's hearts." ”

Li Chuan was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

Su Xiaomei shook her head and didn't say anything more.

Li Chuan said: "What are you going to do, why don't you find someone to marry quickly, so as not to make trouble." ”

Su Xiaomei said self-deprecatingly: "I was divorced by the Sun family, who else dares to ask me?" ”

Li Chuan thought for a while and said, "Why don't we make do with it?" ”

"Poof!"

Zhao Tiezhu and Huang Tianxiang couldn't hold back any longer, and sprayed directly.

Li Chuan glanced over, and the two hurriedly turned their heads away, but their faces twitched badly.

This is really, the young master is too puzzled, right?

How can there be such a show of love, the scholar's writing?