Yi Xin as a concubine

Xin Baoer pretended not to notice the coldness in the king's eyes and spoke on her own. "The reason why seabuckthorn is not abundant is just two reasons.

First, it is the geographical location. Half of the land of seabuckthorn is desert. I have checked the geography of the past 20 years and got a very shocking data. The desert is slowly swallowing up the surrounding green land at a steady growth trend. If it is not managed, it is foreseeable that the land where seabuckthorn can coexist will become less and less. "

"You're exaggerating!" The king interrupted Xin Baoer coldly before she could finish her words.

Xin Baoer smiled confidently, "Your Majesty may not believe the folk books I checked. You can send your own people to check. As far as I know, the Seabuckthorn Kingdom measures and verifies its territory every three years. You can compare the size of the desert edge and you will know."

The king was inevitably puzzled when he heard her speak so confidently, but he did not take it seriously and casually ordered the guards around him to verify it.

Seeing this, Xin Baoer felt a lot more relieved. As long as she was willing to look it up, everything would be fine. She said that she had looked up some geographical books, but it was just an excuse. The fact that the desert would swallow up the oasis was probably common knowledge known to people of her time.

Seeing that she was becoming more and more calm, the king became interested in her next words. He leaned back and showed some casualness in chatting.

"Go, make a pot of good tea for Boss Xin. I remember that people in the Central Plains like to drink bitter soup."

Xin Baoer originally felt that the king had no ill will towards her, and now his behavior made her even more certain, and she spoke a little more casually.

"The king thinks the tea is bitter, probably because it is brewed too strong. If you don't mind, I can brew you a pot of it and you can taste it."

"That's not necessary. Boss Xin, why don't you tell me why you came here the second time?" The king raised his eyelids and said with three parts ruthlessness, three parts disdain, and four parts boredom.

The other party obviously treated her as a storyteller and just listened for fun. Xin Baoer spread her hands indifferently and took a sip of the "bitter tea" that had just been served.

"Secondly, the people don't know how to grow crops. They are used to a free nomadic life, and the country has not implemented policies that benefit farmers. As the saying goes, 'all the people in the world are here for profit, and all the people in the world are here for profit.' It is the nature of most people not to get up early without profit."

After saying this, Xin Baoer showed a rare bit of trepidation, but strangely, the king suddenly changed his attitude and stopped trying to scare her.

"You are saying that I can't govern the country."

Xin Baoer smiled awkwardly and said, "I dare not. In fact, the national happiness index of Seabuckthorn Country should not be low. At least this is what I have seen along the way."

"Happiness index, what is that?" the king asked with interest.

"Well, it's probably to measure people's feelings and experiences about their own survival and development... Oh, that's not important. What's important is that I really think that under your leadership, the people of Seabuckthorn Country are living a good life."

"But then again, no one is perfect. Even a saint has said, 'When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.' Otherwise, what are those ministers here for? Are they hired to be just a decoration?" Xin Baoer secretly flattered the king.

As the head of a country, I have heard countless compliments and I am already tired of them. However, when I heard a little girl say this for the first time, I found it quite interesting.

"That makes sense. Then say something more valuable than those ministers who assist the country." The king added, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, as if he was teasing his own junior.

"Your people don't want to farm, but my people do. Besides, I can hire your subjects and even teach them how to farm." Xin Baoer said.

"Oh, what are the conditions?" said the king.

"The grain output will be divided 50-50. Open a back door for my people so that they can enclose land and grow grain." Xin Baoer was not polite either. If you ask me to propose it, I will do it!

"You are not big in stature, but you speak with a big voice. You use my land, my people, and my food, but you want to take 50% of it?" the king said in a bad tone.

"Grain is not that easy to grow. If it were that easy, you wouldn't have to worry about food, right? You see, I provide grain varieties suitable for growing on the land of Seabuckthorn Country, offer technical support, and use your people. I pay the employment fees and the land rent to you in full, so you don't lose out." Xin Baoer quickly explained.

"It sounds true, but why should I use my own country's food to feed people from other countries?" said the king.

Xin Baoer thought for a while after hearing this, and then suddenly showed a bit of grievance in her eyes, "Your Majesty, aren't you bullying me? Don't you know that technology is the primary productive force? I provide people, grain seeds that you don't have here, and most importantly, planting technology. These are all costs, and they are not enough to offset the 50% of grain?"

The king shook his head decisively and looked at the little girl sitting below leisurely, a little curious about what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

"The old man has the potential to be a profiteer," Xin Baoer complained in her heart, but she continued to smile. She rolled her eyes and suggested, "How about this? I'll contract the land for ten years, and after ten years I'll contribute the cultivated land to you for free. How about that?"

The king shook his head. "You want to get something for nothing?"

"How about eight years?" Xin Baoer discussed.

The king continued to shake his head, and even closed his eyes slowly.

Xin Baoer's mouth twitched under her veil, and she continued to test him, "Seven years, no less. You know what the Central Plains is like now. When I left, I promised that I would bring back food. Otherwise, how could a concubine like me have the chance to leave the harem?"

The king opened his eyes, and the distrust in his eyes was a little obvious, and Xin Baoer wanted to roll her eyes.

"Lord," Xin Baoer blinked her eyes, and almost said, "Look at my sincere eyes."

"Five years. After five years, all your people will withdraw from Seabuckthorn, and I will give you 10% of your food in silver every year. But I have a condition." The king suddenly sat up straight and said solemnly.

Xin Baoer had an idea. It exceeded her expectations. There was still room for discussion. That was good.

But she still pretended to be nervous and asked, "What...what condition won't be difficult to meet, right?"

"It shouldn't be difficult for you," said the king.

"You'd better tell me in detail, otherwise I'll be unsure. You are the ruler of a country, and it would be too easy for you to crush me to death." Xin Baoer said fearfully.

"I didn't realize you were afraid of me." The tone of the statement made Xin Baoer feel angry.

"Whether you agree or not, hurry up." The king actually began to urge.

"Agreeing is not the same as... No, it's this silver, you have to pay more, 20% of the grain money." Xin Baoer stretched out two fingers towards the king and even shook them playfully.

"Deal!" said the king, finalizing the deal.

"When will the contract be signed...that agreement?" Xin Baoer pressed on.

"Anytime is fine. Now I can tell you my conditions." The king said again.

"Please, I'm all ears." Xin Baoer had made the deal and was in a good mood, so she spoke more casually.

"Help me take care of Xiaomu." The king said concisely.

Xin Baoer's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the king in disbelief. After a while, she hesitated and asked, "What do you mean?"

"With your intelligence, it is not difficult to see Xiaomu's situation here. She won't live long if she stays here." The king's voice was flat, as if without any emotion, but Xin Baoer was keenly aware of his conflicting emotions.

"Can I ask why?" Xin Baoer didn't want to ask, but her damn curiosity suddenly took over and she asked tentatively.

After asking, he felt something was wrong and quickly explained: "I'm not curious, it's mainly because... Xiaomu's condition is not right, he may need psychological counseling. If... if we know the cause, it will be easier to treat."

The king didn't say anything and didn't show any emotion. Xin Baoer couldn't guess what this big man was thinking.

After waiting for a while and still not hearing anything from the other party, Xin Baoer couldn't help but explain again, "You also know my previous personality. It was because I was also sick. Later, after the counseling of friends and family, I became who I am now. That's why I wanted to ask..."

"It's late today. Prepare the agreement tomorrow and come back here to find me after the court meeting." The king interrupted her and stood up and left while giving the order.