The grandmother of the third year of high school grabbed the abacus and crackled for a long time, and really calculated a number for the daughter-in-law, and then flashed the abacus in front of her: "Look, when the time comes to collect rent, you will be less than you, don't you think?" You have to write it down yourself, if you forget it, I won't remember it for you, and you will suffer a dumb loss! ”

"Write it down, my grandma." The daughter-in-law smiled, and seemed to remember a little bit when she spoke, "A few years ago, my brother also said that he would go to set up a sail order, and also get a boat to go out to the ocean, and do some small business, who knows that he can't do it now." Our peasants' eyes are only one acre and three points of land, the third grandmother, you live under the roots of the imperial city, and you have seen more Western things than we eat, you tell me, what's going on? ”

"Sail order?" The senior grandmother shook her head, "You don't know yet, now the common people can't do it by themselves." ”

The daughter-in-law was quite stunned: "Why didn't you do it?" I have an uncle, his daughter-in-law's mother-in-law's brother used to be a craftsman, and he made a lot of money selling things in Dongying, more than we all earned, so why can't he do it? ”

"Now that I have rejuvenated the policy of closing the country, among the thirteen ports, there is only one port in Guangzhou." Yu Zhiwei on the side suddenly stopped. She wants to be a shopkeeper these days, learn from him Tao Gong, and hide in a paradise, but the word "world" is so easy to avoid there, and she can't hide anywhere.

It's really half a point and I can't be idle.

She patted the mud on her hands and sighed: "Now the sailing order issued by Honglu Temple is only for official purposes, and all other reasons are not approved. This is what Yubi Zhu has approved, and they can't help but listen. Nowadays, what is the difference between the folk and the previous dynasties that 'the board is not allowed to go to the sea'? The original scene of the 13 ports being "full of tourists, going back and forth to the market" may no longer be seen. ”

She threw the sweet potato in her hand into the woman's eyes: "I am afraid that foreign things like this will be less than a year." Next year, there are more of them, this thing is good to grow, and hungry, the winter cold in the past few years is abnormal, the year is not very good, prepare early. ”

She swallowed the second half of the sentence and didn't say it, for fear that the peasant woman would have doubts when she said it, so she had to talk about it first.

Now the market price of sweet potatoes is indeed good, but it is completely due to the fact that they are scarce and expensive. Nowadays, God of Daheng obviously does not give face, normal grain crops can't harvest any good things at all, and this kind of sweet potato, which should be used for food, has become a rare thing that is expensive in the market.

It shouldn't.

Sure enough, their group of people is not suitable for escapism, and they said that they would take a vacation, but they were still full of those things in the rivers and lakes, which is really bad.

Yu Zhiwei went back worriedly.

By the time they returned, several of the young men had already lit the bonfire. Gao Miao, a thousand households in Jinyi, and Yu Jingning, a hussar general, slaughtered the fish for everyone personally, and under the guidance of the peasants, they made it very clean. Then Tan Huaiyu's hands holding the pen brushed the sauce and roasted it on the fire.

Yu Zhiwei laughed twice on the spot: "Wouldn't it be nice to kill chickens with a knife!" ”

Tan Huaiyu glanced at her, and slowly unfolded a stack of his own drawings in front of him - the top one was not a ten-mile lotus pond, nor was it a moon star, but a scene where Gao Miao threw the fish on Yu Zhiwei's face.

Yu Zhiwei resisted the urge to crumple this sketch, and forced his anger and said: "Second Brother Tan, you borrow my pen and ink." ”

Gao Miao thought that she wanted to take revenge, so she stopped Tan Er from borrowing, Yu Zhiwei snorted: "The heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman." Lend me the messenger! ”

When the crowd saw her fierce and vicious, they had no choice but to hand over the pen and ink to her.

Yu Zhiwei didn't know what she wrote when she started writing in the place where Tan Huaiyu used to paint, and she didn't stop writing until she called her to eat grilled fish.

When he finished writing, he casually rubbed his paws in the water, grabbed her piece of paper and ran over, thought about it, and handed it to Tan Second-hand: "Our family is full of Qiu Ba who is waiting to get guns, and Tan's second brother is a civil official and a cabinet minister, so you take it first." ”

Tan Huaiyu didn't know what Yu Zhiwei gave him, and he thought it was a child's thing, so he only glanced at it slightly, but his face changed slightly: "Little Liu...... You're ......."

Yu Zhiwei sat on the ground with his arms crossed, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care about farming, many things are just talking on paper, not very mature, and I hope that Second Brother Tan will not be surprised." ”

She cleared her throat and recounted the things on the paper to everyone again: "In the past few years, the winter in Daheng has been cold and long, the ordinary rice and wheat harvest is not very good, and there has been no large-scale famine, completely because of the rich family background of the Longwu Dynasty. And this sweet potato, not so pretentious, easy to get, and hungry, I thought in private, why not plant some on a large scale, lower the market price, and use it for food - it is also easy to raise military salaries. ”

She has a big shadow on the matter of "Liaodong Military Salary", so she also mentioned it here

Yu Jingning reacted the fastest to the military salary, and said: "You can give it a try, Lord Sun is easy to talk over there, and then ask him how he is, and you can try it when the guards are in the military camp." "Of course, this is the military department Shangshu Sun Hefeng.

"I also ask Second Brother Tan to help me polish and polish, and find a good opportunity to submit it another day, and see if I can draw up a charter." Yu Zhiwei nodded, and said one more sentence, "This matter is Nongben, let's see if there are any old-school people who are willing to mention it." If it is up to us to mention it, then the eunuch party will have a big reaction, and it will be difficult to implement it downward. ”

"Feasible." Tan Er nodded, and sighed again, "If you really can't stay in Beijing for a long time, it's always easy to have a black eye." ”

That's not it.

Jingguan'er has been doing it for a long time, of course, he doesn't know the people's suffering, and if he can't do it, he has to make jokes about "why not eat minced meat", and sometimes it is not as clear as the parents and officials who are released. The sky and the earth are big, and the people of the capital are best begging for a living, and even the people in the imperial city who beg for food are all oily and slippery, not to mention others. But Daheng is so big, and the temple has lived for a long time, how do you know what the real people are like? Only a lot of people with lofty ideals have traveled all over the three mountains and six rivers together, and tasted the herbs, before they can know where the lesion is.

Yu Zhiwei licked his lips, tore off a large piece of fish meat from the skewer in his hand, chewed it vigorously in his mouth, and said silently in his heart.

From the masses, to the masses.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

But in her life, how many chances can she have to get out of Sijiu City?