Take this little lucky star home and the whole dynasty will be filled with prosperity!

Oh my God, there are so many kinds of grains. She couldn’t even imagine it no matter how hard she tried!

The joy on Nan Zhaodi's face was about to burst out, and she excitedly pulled Lolo's little hand and shook it hard.

Haoxu, who was behind her, suddenly had a cold face. He slapped away her hand that was holding her sister's hand, and then protected her sister behind him.

Because he knew how great his sister's grain was.

The villagers just thought that his family knew how to farm and were lucky, which was why they got such a high yield.

Only my family knows that all this is because of my sister...

"Get out of the way and stand still before talking." Haoxu couldn't bear to see her being so rude to her sister.

Nan Zhaodi was so happy at this time that she forgot everything else. She did whatever she was told to do and even saluted the two siblings respectfully.

"Okay, do you know how my family's grain output is this year? How much does one acre of land produce?" Haoxu suddenly looked serious and looked at Nan Zhaodi steadily.

Miss Nan was a little surprised. Since the first time she met him, the little boy always hid behind his family, keeping a low profile and looking timid.

However, whenever he mentioned doing business, his eyes would sparkle and he would become full of life.

It seemed as if there was a kind of light radiating from his body, small but very dazzling.

"I know that good farmland can be divided into several grades, and there are also many fields in the army. There are not many top-grade farmlands, but the yield is extremely high, reaching 400 kilograms per mu; the yield of medium-grade farmland can reach 300 kilograms; the yield of low-grade farmland is relatively much lower, probably less than 200 kilograms." Nan Zhaodi recalled carefully and counted carefully.

In recent years, the master has led the border defense soldiers to continuously reclaim wasteland for cultivation.

The imperial court was already struggling to take care of itself, so how could it care about the lives of soldiers on the border, let alone food.

The master reclaimed wasteland and cultivated land in order to be self-sufficient;

The second reason is to train the soldiers. After all, the last thing lacking in the military camp is people.

Nearly 500 acres of land have been reclaimed near the camp. It cannot be said to be top-quality farmland, but it can help alleviate the problem of food and clothing.

It's just that we're experiencing a drought and the harvests in the fields are extremely low, leading to a serious food shortage. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been reduced to holding a bunch of IOUs and cheating people everywhere to get food.

"You heard it in the ancestral hall just now. Every household has hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of grain to sell."

"As you can imagine, our village's grain output is very high this year. Basically every household has an output of 500 to 600 kilograms per mu."

"But, if I tell you about my family's food supply, I'm afraid you'll be scared to death."

Haoxu pretended to pause, blinked his eyes, smiled cunningly, but didn't say anything.

Nan Zhaodi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, scratching her head and looking at him eagerly.

talk!

That's what you said!

"The yield per mu is 2,000 kilograms!!!"

"And every grain is full and has never been covered with weeds or insect pests!" Haoxu gestured in an exaggerated manner.

Luo Luo, who was standing by, quickly held up three fingers and cooperated with his brother to indicate the high yield of 2,000 kilograms.

Hao Xu was so scared that he quickly pressed down a finger. Regarding the matter of illiteracy, we should be more subtle...

"hiss·······"

Nan Zhaodi was so frightened that she quickly held onto the rock at the entrance of the cave, took a deep breath, covered her chest with one hand, and stared at Haoxu with her eyes as big as bells.

"Boy, do you know what you are talking about? Two thousand kilograms per mu?"

At this moment, everything was silent, and I could only hear the rapid heartbeat in my chest, which was particularly clear, thump, thump, thump...

"My family only has two mu of land this year, and we harvested 4,000 kilograms of grain. Everyone in the village knows about this, but they can't tell you because everyone wants my grain."

"Of these four thousand kilograms of grain, less than one thousand five hundred kilograms of grain varieties can be selected, so they must be used by the villagers. As for my sister's ten thousand kilograms of grain varieties..."

Although he didn't know where his sister got so many grain seeds, he knew a little about her extraordinary ability.

If this kind of grain were to get out, not only would the whole family not be able to keep it, but they would even suffer.

Therefore, selling it to the military camp is a safe solution.

Haoxu was so calm that it was astonishing. The boy, who was only about seven or eight years old, looked particularly serious at this moment.

He held his sister's hand and pretended to be calm.

Luo Luo turned his head to glance at his third brother. At this moment, the light of fortune on his third brother was getting brighter and brighter.

Third brother, the reincarnation of the God of Wealth!!

Nan Zhaodi, who was standing aside, was scratching her head at the moment. She had to have this grain seed!

Then, she quickly opened the hole and walked in without hesitation.

The further you go in, the stronger the rice aroma becomes.

Until they reached the deepest part, the torch in their hands illuminated the cave full of food, bags and bundles, filling the cave tightly.

Nan Zhaodi tremblingly opened a sack of burlap, and inside was actually white, fine rice.

The grains of this refined rice are thin and long, and you can tell at first glance that it is not ordinary refined rice.

Thinking back to the time when she accompanied her master to receive tributes from some small countries, she remembered that this kind of rice was included in the tributes, but there was only a small bag, and it seemed to be called pearl rice.

Look at the white bags in front of you, they are all filled with this pearl rice. Don’t you think it’s scary?

"This...this...this rice can really yield 2,000 kilograms per mu?" Nan Zhaodi asked almost tremblingly, holding the rice bag in front of her, refusing to let go.

Oh my god! Two thousand kilograms per mu?

It would scare people to death if you tell them!

But if this grain can be planted successfully, the entire army will never go hungry again!

Not only the army, the entire Moyuan country will never go hungry again!

Hao Xu looked at the cave full of grain seeds, suppressed his curiosity and shock, and said calmly: "The yield per mu is 2,000 kilograms, guaranteed."

"Not only does this thing have a high yield, it also grows very fast. More importantly, it doesn't grow weeds or insects. You'll see when you plant it later."

Nan Zhaodi felt her chest beating so violently that she felt like she was about to suffocate when she spoke.

"Then...then how do you plan to sell this grain?"

"Oh, no, you have to sell it to me. Don't worry, I will buy this grain at any price, even if I have to sell everything in the barracks."

"I won't sell the grain seeds!" Luo Luo suddenly said in a baby voice, with a very serious attitude.

"No, Sister Luo, why don't you sell it?"

I already call you Sister Luo, so can you just sell it to me?

"No sale! The nest must be divided!" The little guy tilted his head and thought for a long time before he came up with such a strategically significant word.

Hao Xu beside him understood instantly...