After Zong Ze saw Lu Yao leave, he turned his gaze to Zhao Yingluo again, "Girl, have we met somewhere?" ”

Of course, Zhao Yingluo couldn't admit it, "I'm a civilian, how can I have the fate to meet adults?" ”

Seeing this, Zong Ze couldn't continue to ask, "I heard them say that the production capacity of this new crop called corn is six stones per mu?" I wonder if that's the case? ”

"Naturally, if it is managed well, it is not impossible to even have eight stones."

Zong Ze smiled, how can there be a crop in this world that can produce eight stones per mu? Being able to produce three stones per mu is the blessing of the people of the world.

"The old man is nearly seventy years old, but he has never heard of a crop that yields eight stones per mu."

Zhao Yingluo looked serious, "As long as it is planted properly, there is indeed this possibility, if the adults don't believe it, how about we gamble?" ”

Zong Ze looked at Zhao Yingluo's serious appearance, and nodded immediately, "Okay, the old man will bet with you." ”

Zhao Yingluo saw that he answered, and her heart was overjoyed!

Her next plan is to open a hot pot restaurant in Kaifeng City.

Although hot pot cuisine was already available in this era, the soul of hot pot - chili pepper was not introduced to China until the end of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, most of the base ingredients of the hot pot are traditional Chinese medicine, and at most some pepper is added, and the taste is attractive.

Therefore, she decided to open a unique hot pot restaurant in Kaifeng City, with these unique hot pot bases, the popularity after opening can be imagined.

When the time comes, a lot of money will flood into her pocket.

With money, what can't you do?

Garden-style mansions, groups of slaves and slaves, eating seventy-two dishes at a meal, silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry, do not even need to blink an eye. What light luxury? Luxury can't satisfy yourself!

Zhao Yingluo was intoxicated with her own money-making business, and she didn't notice the strange eyes of the people around her.

Chun Tao saw that her girl was smirking blankly, so happy that her mouth couldn't close together, and even saliva was about to flow down, so she couldn't help but gently push her.

"Girl!"

"Huh? Oh......"

Zhao Yingluo came back to her senses at this time, and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I just thought of something." ”

Zong Ze saw that she was suddenly a little distracted, and just wanted to ask, but saw Zhao Yingluo turn to Chun Tao, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

He was a little apprehensive in his heart, could it be that this girl was going to dig some pit for herself? He looked back at his son, "Zhao'er, do you think it's possible for this crop to yield eight stones per mu?" ”

Zong Zhao was stunned, and then said solemnly, "Father, I don't believe that there is a crop in this world that can produce eight stones per mu. ”

Zong Ze stroked his gray beard, pondered for a while, and then said, "Girl, don't say it's eight stones, even if you win with a production capacity of six stones per mu, you can say what kind of gambling method." ”

Zhao Yingluo restrained her smile and said, "If the production capacity of this mu reaches six stones, I want to have a shop in Kaifeng Chengpan, and the money for this shop will be paid by the old general." If it can't reach six stones, I will send this thousand acres of fertile land to the old general, how about it? ”

Zong Ze laughed when he heard this, "Do you know that this thousand acres of land is Lord Lu's coffin, if you lose, how can you explain to him?" ”

Zhao Yingluo said confidently, "Wanshu will definitely not lose!" However, the old general has to prepare the money in advance, and the rent of the shop I want is not so cheap. ”

"Good! A word is a certainty, and the old man waits for good news. ”

……

After agreeing with Zhao Yingluo, Zong Ze rode his horse again and prepared to enter the city.

Zong Zhao was puzzled, "Father, there has never been a crop that yields eight stones per mu in this world, she will definitely lose, but the owner of this thousand acres of fertile land is Lord Lu, how can she be the master?" ”

After hearing this, Zong Ze said earnestly, "Zhao'er, I don't covet Lu Haowen's thousand acres of land. ”

"Then why did my father ......?"

"If I win, I won't have to deal with a girl who wants those fields. But what if I lose? If the crops with a yield of six stones per mu can be fully promoted, how many people of the Great Song Dynasty will be able to avoid starvation? In comparison, what is the money of a mere store? ”

After saying this, Zong Ze was almost amused by himself, Liushi, this seems to be an impossible thing, but it is ridiculous that he still fantasizes that she can win.

……

Zhao Yingluo naturally didn't know about the psychological changes after Zong Ze left, at this time she was pouring buckets of water into the fields with those farmers.

The farmers saw that the owner's daughter was still trying their best to carry water, and they couldn't leave it behind!

The day passed quickly.

The next morning, Zhao Yingluo felt that she was about to fall apart in pain, and her shoulders were also red and swollen.

Ay! Yesterday was still a little too desperate, so why bother? After the corn was harvested, he could only get two stones per mu, and one of the stones had to be handed over to Lu Haowen.

After secretly counting herself in her heart, she got dressed with the help of Chun Tao, and decided to give herself a vacation and go to Kaifeng City to have a good look, while shopping, she looked for a suitable store in advance.

By the way, you also need to create some hot pot utensils, porcelain bowls, colander spoons, bamboo baskets......

……

After the war in February, Kaifeng City has been restored after four months, although the prosperity is not yet to be talked about, but the excitement is there.

The East Market was crowded with traffic, vendors on both sides were shouting and shouting, and even the Qinglou Furong Building in the south reopened after being closed for two full months, attracting countless young talents and literati to patronize.

After Zhao Yingluo arrived at Dongshikou in a carriage, she asked Feng Jing to drive back, while she and Chun Tao went shopping, keeping an eye on the shops on both sides of the alley.

Not every shop on either side of the alley is open.

After the Jingkang Rebellion, many of those who were afraid of the Jin people's invasion of the south again brought their families with them in order to avoid the military disaster, so many shops were empty, and the rent dropped by more than half compared with the Jingkang Rebellion.

Zhao Yingluo held a rock sugar gourd in her hand, and while eating, she carefully observed the location, size and number of layers of these shops.

I walked all the way to the intersection of Caomen Street and Mahang Street, and finally found a good shop, which is located at the northwest corner of the intersection, with three floors up and down.

The sign at the front entrance of the store reads "Taiping Restaurant".

It turned out to be a tavern.

"Chun Tao, let's go in and take a look!" After Zhao Yingluo stuffed the last hawthorn into her mouth, she lifted her skirt and entered the restaurant.

It was about not yet at the noon restaurant, the restaurant was still relatively deserted, there was only one person at one table of more than a dozen tables, and the shopkeeper yawned all day, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

Seeing that a guest had arrived at the store, the shopkeeper hurriedly urged the shopkeeper to go up to greet him, and the shopkeeper came over lazily, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Before she could answer, several people suddenly barged in outside the door.

"Shop! Good wine and good food are served. ”

When she looked back, she saw four golden men sitting not far from them with knives in their hands.