This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 148
In just a few days, rumors about Lu Sen's release of 'Yuan's Immortal Rice' spread.

It has even spread to other regions.

In the streets and alleys of Hangzhou, in public or private clubs, people almost always discuss this matter.

Because the word 'giant rice' is not pleasant to listen to, people in Hangzhou City automatically changed their names to Yuanshi Xiandao.

Although there are a few people who are skeptical about this matter, most people are willing to believe it.

Or rather, want to believe.

Now the weather in the Northern Song Dynasty is not bad, and the crops are not bad. It is normal for an acre of rice to produce about [-] catties, but this does not count how much rice is left after the grain is paid.

Landlords made, generally very high.

Generally speaking, farmers in the Northern Song Dynasty were short of food.

Moreover, the situation is gradually becoming serious. The main problem is land annexation.

This was also one of the reasons for the Fang La uprising.

In fact, there was no shortage of sober people in the Northern Song Dynasty. In other words, most scholars (intellectuals) actually saw this point, but few people were willing to bring it up.

Because they are the profiteering class.

Now, the emergence of a high-yield rice seed will definitely alleviate this situation.

This is what far-sighted officials are happy to see.

The senses of ordinary people are more direct, and no one will ever feel too much food.

After more than half a month like this, almost all the dignitaries in Hangzhou City knew about this matter.

Bitian Pavilion even posted what is required to exchange Yuan's giant rice.

Yes, this time Yuan's Giant Rice is not in the form of auction, but in the form of exchange.

No money, just some rare materials.

For example, [-]-year-old ginseng can be exchanged for [-] catties of rice seeds, meteorites can be exchanged for [-] catties, etc.

At first glance, it seems that only dignitaries can change, not ordinary people.

This also makes those wealthy businessmen and nobles who claim to be masters very happy.

There is no reason for mud feet to enjoy the gods from the sky, the immortal rice invited by Master Lu.

In addition, Bitian Pavilion also clearly stated that the giant rice is catalyzed by Xianli, so it only affects the first generation of seeds. The rice produced by the giant rice is used to germinate, which is almost the same as ordinary rice seeds.

People saw this explanation and thought it was reasonable.

After all, just because Lao Tzu is great does not mean that his son is also great. It is also true if we substitute this into Rice.

In the current Hangzhou city, the rich and high-ranking officials are beaming. They generally have a lot of land, so they are gearing up to buy goods that can be exchanged.

Ordinary people can only sigh.

It's just that they didn't have any objection to this practice, and they were used to it, after all, he was indeed a 'lord', and they were just good citizens.

In the government office in Hangzhou, Lu Huiqing was dealing with government affairs with his boss.

Both of them were smart people, and it seemed easy to chat while correcting the booklet.

"Prefect Lu, why do you think Master Lu did this?" The master is also quite young, but compared to Lu Huiqing, he has a more sophisticated temperament: "In the past, he was always on the side of the people, but this time, he actually set up Such a high exchange threshold completely excludes ordinary farmers!"

When speaking, the master's expression was a little disappointed, as if he had a feeling of disillusionment.

"You are so wrong if you really think so." Lu Huiqing smiled triumphantly: "The real intention of Lu Zhenren's move has almost been hidden from most people in the world, but there are always a few smart people who can see it. Be clear."

The master froze for a moment, clasped his fists and asked, "Please teach me, the magistrate."

"If you read our Hangzhou land book carefully, you will understand."

The master frowned, still not quite understanding.

"Seventy-eight out of ten of our fertile land outside Hangzhou City are in the hands of more than 100 big households." Lu Huiqing laughed, with a slightly cold expression: "The tenants attached to these big households' farms, after careful calculation, there should be ten More than tens of thousands, that is to say, although the real person Lu put forward high exchange requirements, seven or eight out of ten people can actually get immortal rice to grow, and the remaining small farmers and small households do not exist without immortal rice. If there is rice, there is no problem of food."

The master understood, and his eyes gradually brightened again: "In other words, Master Lu is robbing the rich and helping the poor?"

"Of course there are people who steal from the rich, but not necessarily helping the poor. Daoist Lu is not poor."

The young teacher nodded and smiled happily: "Renren Lu is naturally not poor. Judging from his past in the capital, he is a good person who is willing to help the common people. There must always be some things that are stolen from the rich. One day, it will give back to the world."

When Lu Huiqing heard this, she was quite shocked: "Well... This is a point of view that I have never thought about, and it is indeed possible."

Master Lu Huiqing's words made her happier.

But in the cave, Yaoyao and Kunkun are a little troubled now.

Because it has been a month, and Lu Sen hasn't really taught them anything. He just let them practice by themselves, and didn't say much.

It seems that he is not very concerned.

But it doesn't look like Lu Sen doesn't care about the two of them.

Because usually, Lu Sen would let them sit on the table together when eating, and then chat with them every day, asking about their mood, progress, and experience.

Anyway, it gave them a somewhat contradictory feeling.

Not like a normal master.

For example, when they were taught various skills by their mothers in the brothel, they always followed behind, not only teaching them seriously, but also explaining everything clearly.

It's just that if you do something wrong with a painting, you will be beaten severely or punished.

The methods used are all weird and tricky, and they won't leave any scars on their bodies, but they are quite painful.

But in Lu Sen's place, they had an extremely relaxed life, and even gave them a feeling that as long as they ate and slept, and then ate and slept, they would be recognized.

"Sister Lin Po, does it mean that Master doesn't like us?"

Yaoyao stood next to Lin Po, and said cautiously.

From their point of view, perhaps Lu Sen still cared about their identities as skinny horses.

Ringo was practicing archery. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at the two girls who were two years younger than him, so he put away his bow, wiped his sweat with a white towel, and said, "Go to the gazebo, and I will chat with you." chat."

Naturally, the two girls would not refuse.

Although Ringo is nominally a maidservant, the twins dare not think so.

In the past month, whether it was Hei Zhu or Lingo, they always ate with the Patriarch, and the three wives didn't say anything, appearing to be quite normal.

Of course, the two of them can also go to the table to eat.

Which servant and maidservant in an ordinary rich family would dare to do this?

It's no wonder he wasn't killed.

That's why Yaoyao and Kunkun really didn't dare to treat Lin Po as a maidservant at will, and even obediently called 'Sister'.

"Lang Jun, although he is a land god, he has always been humble and kind. Since Brother Heizhu and I are his servants picked up by him, and he has never seen us as outsiders, we are the best people in the world. You have no objection Bar."

The two beautiful girls, Yaoyao and Kunkun, nodded repeatedly.

Of course it is good, they are so handsome, but they are saved from fire and water, and it is absolutely a lie to say that the two girls have no love.

It's just that they are too young.

In the eyes of those perverts who like Xiao Ling, the two of them are already beautiful.

But in Lu Sen's eyes, that fucking is a crime.

Therefore, the way Lu Sen looked at them was always very clean.

This kind of man who is so beautiful and clean, who dares to say that he is not the best person in the world, Yaoyao and Kunkun will definitely fight each other desperately.

"Since you all think that Mr. Lang is the best person in the world, will he hate you? Will he pretend to value you? No need."

Yaoyao nodded again and again, she felt that Sister Lin Po made a lot of sense.

But Kunkun still asked timidly: "Then why is the master not willing to teach us? If we fail to do something well, he can punish us severely. It's better than the current situation where we don't know what to do."

When Lingo heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly. She remembered that when she first arrived in Aishan, she was also worried about gains and losses. She was always afraid that this beautiful life was just a dream, and she always wanted to do something to make up for her shortcomings. I am restless and afraid that if I do nothing, I will be driven away by my husband one day.

Seeing Lin Po smiling, Yaoyao and Kunkun felt a little uneasy.

Then Lin Po said: "When I first followed Mr. Lang, I was just like you..."

It took half a stick of incense before Lingo immediately separated Lu Sen's character and behavior to the two girls.

"That is to say, Master has always been like this." Yaoyao patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have also heard a saying that the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual." Lingo said: "You two have obtained the master's 'Taoist', which is something that even the wives are not lucky enough to get, so don't worry. Just like what Lang Jun said, just slowly understand your own orthodoxy, and you don’t need to think too much about it.”

At this time, both Yaoyao and Kunkun were chanting the phrase 'the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual'.

Then they understood a little bit. The master pointed out the core of their "cultivation" long ago, and figured out what the "orthodoxy" in their minds meant.

So next, the two of them began to experiment with the formula, using the system function to start experimenting with what they thought in their hearts.

Fortunately, the recipes obtained by the two of them are relatively easy to collect materials.

Ever since, there were more strange objects in the cave.

Some are useful, and some are just for fun.

The two girls screamed again and again, and apart from being happy, they also jumped up and down in shock.

Lu Sen was very satisfied to see them take the initiative to explore the functions of the system.

There are many things that can be learned by self-exploration are far more reliable than those taught by others, and it is easier to generate one's own thoughts and experiences.

In this way, three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

There is very little snow in Hangzhou in winter, and it is spring again, only one month away from spring plowing.

At this time, Bitian Pavilion finally opened the exchange for immortal rice.

A large number of rich and noble people rushed into the Bitian Pavilion holding the rare treasures in their hands.

In addition to the local celebrities and officials in Hangzhou, there are also wealthy businessmen from around who rushed over.

Because Bitian Pavilion hired a large number of people in advance, the exchange went smoothly. In just one month, all the giant rice seeds in a warehouse were released.

"Have you seen those fairy rice seeds, the shells are golden, big and plump, and they are high-quality grain seeds at first glance."

"You don't need to say, my master gave me five catties of seeds, which have been soaked in the stream water and will sprout tomorrow."

"I don't know if it's true, as rumored, no need to fertilize, as long as there is water, put a few fish in it, and you can grow tall and big by yourself."

"It is said that the rice grows taller than a human in the end."

"And watch."

Because the seeds Lu Sen synthesized this time were not too many, the main reason was that he was afraid that ordinary people would not be able to accept such exaggerated things, so some landlords underestimated their enthusiasm for new grain seeds.

Now only most of the fertile land outside Hangzhou and some land in the two surrounding cities are planted with giant rice.

Moreover, when these rice seeds were planted, they received the attention of almost everyone around them.

Both growers and those on the sidelines.

Someone even did an experiment, planting giant rice and ordinary rice on the same day, both of which are about one mu of land, separated by a ridge of soil.

In this way, it is easy to judge whether Xiandao is what Master Lu promised, it is very remarkable.

Then the results of the comparison are very obvious.

From the second day on, the growth speed of the giant rice was significantly faster than that of ordinary rice.

And it can be clearly seen that the leaves and stems of Xiandao are thicker and bigger, and even the green color is much darker.

A month later, the ordinary rice had just grown to the knee socket of an adult, while the giant rice's seedling height almost reached the belly button of a normal man.

Not only the one-acre field, but all the fairy rice seedlings are like this, growing extremely fast.

By this time, most people's doubts have been dispelled, and the next thing is to see if there is a thousand catties per mu when the fairy rice is harvested.

Two months later, Lu Sen took his family and headed towards the capital by boat.

Along the river bank, there are already tall rice grains, taller than people, with fringes already formed on them, and it is estimated that they are about to mature and can be harvested.

The July sun was already scorching hot, and in the fields of giant rice, there was the sound of frogs.

The rice in Hangzhou is usually harvested at the end of August and early September, and the giant rice is growing fast, and it is estimated that it will be harvested in the first ten days of August.

When the river wind blows, you can see green waves swaying on both sides of the bank.

The children ran under the tall rice, shouting for joy, catching a fish from time to time, then ran to the side to collect some dry branches and leaves, and built an earthen stove with mud and stones, then disemboweled the fish and skewered it. Serve with roast.

At the same time, many farmers, sitting under the shadow of the rice grains, looked at the heavy ears of rice and smiled happily.

They stay here every day now, taking care of the rice, for fear of being stolen or destroyed by wild boars and other mountain beasts.

"Hexia to enjoy the shade." Lu Sen sighed softly: "I finally saw this scene."

"It's all thanks to the officials."

Lu Sen shook his head: "It's not my fault, it's the work of an old man who truly cares about the world and the common people. I'm just a porter."

(End of this chapter)