"It's you kid who made us unable to sell our land?"

But Xiang Yan didn't expect that after the melon seller looked at Xiang Yan with that kind of surprised eyes, the first words that came out of his mouth were this.

Xiang Yan could only helplessly explain:

"Uncle, although not allowing the sale of land has made you have one less means to use money urgently, in the long run, from a macro point of view, I am protecting you."

"With the current social environment, if you sell your land when you are in a hurry to use money, what price will those people give you?"

"No matter what happens, as long as you still have land in your hands, there is still hope for survival."

The melon seller was very resentful:

"It's because you don't let you sell your land that some of our comrades-in-arms who grow melons together in the northwest have no money to treat their diseases and suffer from illness every day!"

"Comrades-in-arms who plant melons together in the northwest?" These words aroused Xiang Yan's interest.

Xiang Yuyue explained to him:

"These veterans who have fought and retired from the mountains and jungles in the southwest all year round are more or less sick, and some are even disabled.

"So more than ten years ago, Qin Guogong took the lead in getting some land for these retired veterans in the vast area of the borderless land in the northwest, and let them grow melons and sell them."

"It's kind of a way out."

Xiang Yan looked at the uncle selling melons in front of him, his eyes flickered.

Although the imperial court gave them some resettlement.

But obviously it is still not thoughtful enough, and from his words, it is clear that some people are still mixed up to the point of selling the resettlement land of the imperial court.

Xiang Yan thought about it, and then said to the melon seller:

"Uncle, how many years have you been a soldier?"

When the melon seller heard this, a look of memory appeared in his eyes:

"How many years?"

"I'm a soldier, and I've been a soldier since I was a teenager, and I didn't retire until I was old enough to wield a weapon."

"I can't remember how many years it will take."

Xiang Yan asked again:

"You must be very proficient in jungle warfare, right?"

Uncle just smiled proudly:

"Those who are not proficient are already buried in those mountains."

"Now planting melons in the northwest, which one is not the one who survived a hundred battles, at that time, the elite soldiers!"

Xiang Yan smiled and said:

"Good!"

"In that case, uncle, didn't you say that you don't have money for treatment, so do you want to come to work at my university?"

"University?" Uncle Melon Seller is obviously very unfamiliar and confused by this name.

In his cognition, he only knows places like Jinling Academy and Guozijian, but he doesn't know what a university is.

But since there is a word "learning", it should be similar to those places.

The melon seller asked:

"What are you doing in that place? Cleaning, or being a janitor? How much salary can you give? If we hadn't planted more melons, we wouldn't have gotten there. ”

Xiang Yuyue couldn't help but laugh out loud as she listened to it.

Xiang Yan glared at her, and Xiang Yuyue stuck out her tongue with Xiang Yan again.

Turning back, Xiang Yan said to the melon seller again:

"Uncle, you misunderstood, I didn't want to invite you to come to my university to clean up, and I don't need you to be my doorman."

"It's my temporary idea to set up a jungle warfare department at the university."

"So hire you to come over as instructors!"

Uncle Melon Seller is puzzled:

"Instructor? What's that? ”

"Uh......" Xiang Yan explained to him, "I want you to systematically teach my trainees your jungle combat experience." ”

"Of course, it would be better if you could remember how your commanders commanded you at that time, and then teach my students the experience of commanding."

The melon seller said:

"Those things are the ability to keep the family alive, and we just forget what we call it, and we won't forget it."

"But that's all the brothers tried with how many lives, I can't sell these things cheaply, so I'm sorry for those dead brothers."

Xiang Yan waved his hand and said very boldly:

"How much money do you earn a year growing melons in the Northwest? I'll give you tenfold! ”

Originally, Xiang Yan thought that in a place with vast cultivated land in the northwest, the money for planting melons and selling them for a year would probably cost hundreds of taels of silver per person, and ten times more would not be much.

But unexpectedly, the melon seller asked suspiciously:

"Give us tenfold?"

"Those of us who earn a lot may earn several taels of silver a year, and ten times as many as you are a few dozen taels!"

"Can you really give so much silver to everyone? Or is it for life, with everyone's money paid all at once? ”

Xiang Yan was stunned:

"How many taels of silver do you earn in a year?"

"In that kind of place in the northwest, isn't there enough land for you from the imperial court?"

Xiang Yuyue covered her mouth and snickered again:

"Eldest nephew, although you are a person, you always have some unfathomable knowledge, like stars hanging in the sky that are unpredictable."

"But hanging in the sky and not falling to the ground is one of your shortcomings."

"Of course, I don't blame you, after all, I grew up in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and it's normal to have no concept of people's livelihood."

"And you are a son-in-law, before you become enlightened, all your consumption is directly recorded in the accounts of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion without asking, so your understanding of the price of everything is also very vague."

"I see, in the future, it's better to let your second aunt do the work for you."

Xiang Yan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Xiang Yuyue gave him a solution:

"Even if they are given more land, how much can they plant?"

"And they grow melons in the northwest, to a large extent, it is a kind of tuntian nature, and part of the harvest is to be confiscated, so how can there be any money?"

"However, the treatment given to them by the imperial court is not bad, after all, ordinary farmers can't even plant a tael of silver a year."

Xiang Yan suddenly realized.

After all, it has only been about a year since I came to this world, and many places still inevitably use modern thinking to consider.

Xiang Yan thinks of these veterans farming in the northwest as the model of a beautiful national farm in the 21st century.

Think about how big the land is, how much will be harvested.

But if you think about it, you know it's impossible.

Because there is no machinery, it is impossible to grow on a large scale.

And even if there is a lot of land, it is impossible to say that I went to ask someone to help with the planting.

After all, the kind of place in the northwest is originally vast and sparsely populated, and the most important thing is land.

What's more, the profit is only a few taels of silver a year, and if you hire someone, the cost will be too high, and you won't be able to make any money.

So these veterans can get the money they can get by planting melons in the northwest.

It doesn't matter how much land there is.

It all depends on how much work they can do individually!

So a few taels of silver a year is very reasonable.