Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

"Hey, girl, I'm talking to you. When are we going to eat?" Old Master Zhao asked while holding his chest.

Zhou Guo said: "Oh, right away."

He ordered Wu Jiang, "Let them serve the food."

After a while, a waiter came in and took away the teapot, snack plates, and after a while, all kinds of dishes came in one after another, filling the table.

The table was full of fish and meat.

Mr. Zhao was very satisfied. He picked up the chopsticks and said, "I won't be polite for now. I can't be hungry when I'm old. When I'm hungry, my heart gets anxious and my hands tremble. I'll eat first."

As he spoke, he started to pick up his chopsticks.

Zhou Guo winked at Wu Jiang and said, "Take them downstairs to eat as well."

Wu Jiang asked the servants on the other side to go to the table at the back to eat. The servants glanced at the old man who was busy eating. The old man nodded and followed Wu Jiang.

To be honest, Zhou Guo was also hungry. He went out early in the morning and had finished the breakfast he had.

He picked up the chopsticks and started eating without hesitation. He glanced at the way Mr. Zhao opposite him was eating and didn't care about anything else.

The two of them buried their heads in eating.

Not to mention anything else, just the amount of food he eats, not to mention that no one in the family would believe it, only Zhou Guo eats more elegantly, the others are all about the same.

Halfway through the meal, the two of them looked up and burst into laughter. Then they went back to eating.

The two of them ate up all the food on the table, and also ordered six buckets of rice which were all emptied.

Zhou Guo took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Mr. Zhao opposite him took out a toothpick from somewhere and was picking his teeth.

Old Master Zhao laughed and said, "I didn't expect that a little kid like you would have such a big appetite. You are indeed a long-eater. I can't do that."

Zhou Guo said: "No, old man, I can always eat that much at every meal."

The old man was even happier. "Okay, okay, being able to eat is a blessing. I just can't stand some kids who eat so little at every meal. Cats eat more than them. If they look skinny, they are not blessed, right?"

Zhou Guo nodded, thinking that this landlord Zhao was straightforward and unpretentious, and he got straight to the point: "Grandpa, I came here today mainly to see how your family tradition is. I'm sure you know that we are a family that fled from the south. Our grandparents died on the way, and our uncle and father are also gone, leaving us orphans and widows, and we are afraid that we will be bullied by others.

My elder brother and elder sister's marriage is the first of our lives, so we dare not be careless. We are farmers, and although we can read a few words and sell some things grown on our own land, we are still a small family. We want to find a good in-law for my sister. We are a small family and cannot tolerate the practice of you big families with three wives and four concubines, nor can we tolerate the practice of setting rules to torture the daughter-in-law.

I see that you are a straightforward person, just like my old man. After all, marriage is about friendship between two families, not enemies. If I go to your house and take my sister away, it will be too embarrassing and both of our families will lose face. So before they met, our two families talked it out. If there is anything that is not satisfactory, it is better to break up, so as not to become enemies in the future. "

After she finished her long conversation, Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up and he slapped the table and said, "Don't worry about what you said. Our family doesn't have the rule of taking concubines. I only have one wife and one son, and we don't even have a concubine. You don't need to worry about my grandson. As for setting rules, we are all peasants, not a wealthy family. We don't have that. Your sister won't have to do anything when she marries us. We have servants to take care of all these."

Zhou Guo nodded, "That's good. I wonder if your family has any requirements for your daughter-in-law?"

Mr. Zhao waved his hand. "No, I don't have any requirements. I just want the person to be good-looking, have good character, be filial, come from a good family, be able to read, and be easy to give birth to."

At this point, he looked at her with sparkling eyes, "I heard that you have many brothers and sisters in your generation, right? It's a big family!"

Zhou Guo knew it, and after a long while he said, "...but our family didn't have any sisters-in-law in the previous generation. My sister is the first one in this generation, the eldest."

After thinking about it, I felt that it was necessary to explain it to him clearly, so I stood up and leaned halfway close to him and said, "Old man, let me tell you, as far as I know, whether or not you can have a son depends not on the woman but on the man. If the man is useless and his sperm does not have the gene for having a boy, it will be useless no matter how many women he finds, he just can't have a son."

Mr. Zhao was so shocked by her words that his jaw almost dropped. He pointed at her and stammered, "You, you, you, what did you say? How, how can you say that? No, you are a girl after all. This is too fierce."

I didn't even notice what she said next.

Zhou Guo frowned and had to say it again.

Mr. Zhao heard it clearly and was immediately dissatisfied. "How could it be? If a woman can't give birth to a son, it's of course her fault. What does it have to do with men? When the seeds are planted in the ground, how will they grow and how much will they produce in the autumn harvest? Can the seeds decide what they look like?"

Zhou Guo raised his eyebrows, "Why isn't it the seeds that have the final say? You planted wheat, so is it possible that rice will grow when the autumn harvest comes? If you planted wheat, then what grows is still wheat."

Mr. Zhao was speechless and dumbfounded. He couldn't accept it, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

Zhou Guo smiled and said, "Don't think too much. It's not like you don't have a son. You gave birth to one, and you also gave birth to a son. The incense is not broken. You are still okay. It depends on whether your grandson can do it."

Mr. Zhao pointed at her and was speechless. "You, you, do you still remember that you are a girl?"

Zhou Guo nodded, "Yes."

Mr. Zhao was really convinced.

After a long while, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Is this true? How did you know?"

Zhou Guo said, "I read it in a medical book."

The two talked for a while and then talked about Zhou Guo's current farm.

Mr. Zhao asked, "Didn't you ask me to come out to discuss business? What business?"

Zhou Guo said, "You know, my farm sells fertilizer, right? Do you want some? I can give it to you at a lower price."

Mr. Zhao pondered and said, "I have heard that you sell fertilizer to others without charging a penny, and let others use grain to pay for the autumn harvest. Can I also use grain to pay for it?"

"Sure, of course. Food can be exchanged for money anyway."

"That's fine, I want 200 stones!"

"……No!"

"...Why not? Isn't your farm dedicated to selling fat?"

"You're asking for too much. My farm isn't big, and it can barely provide for a few nearby villages. You want so much more, what can I give you?"