Chapter 200： consensus
Mu Yangling turned his head to stare at Qi Haoran, Fan Zijin also stared at Qi Haoran, Qi Haoran stuttered for a while under the flanking attack, then hesitantly turned to Mu Yangling and said, "This, it should be ours, right?"
Mu Yangling thought about it carefully, Fan Zijin's statement was also reasonable, but it was her who wanted to take advantage of these two people was obviously wrong.
Mu Yangling nodded and said, "Okay, how much do you say you have?"
Qi Haoran said under Fan Zijin's stare, "One percent?"
Mu Yangling rolled his eyes, "What's enough for 10%? Let Fan Zijin speak."
Fan Zijin was very satisfied with Mu Yangling's generosity, and said, "It's useless if we want this corn, so we'll just try something new, and we probably won't make much money if we sell it."
Mu Yangling nodded, "So what?"
"So, what I want is the planting method and planting data, and most importantly, the ownership of this thing is Haoran."
Mu Yangling and Qi Haoran shook their heads, indicating whether they understood or not.
Fan Zijin looked at the two equally stupid and cute people in front of him, found a piece of grass to sit down, and motioned them to sit down for a long talk, Mu Yangling glanced at the cornfield, Fan Zijin said: "Don't worry, Yanmo and Feibai will not talk to each other. Your corn is all broken, these two boys are smart, they know we have something to say."
Qi Haoran and Mu Yangling sat opposite Fan Zijin, holding their chins to listen to his explanation.
Seeing the two of them acting in unison, Fan Zijin felt a little uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and said, "Before, the corn yield of 300 per mu was due to the wrong planting method. Although there is no harvest yet, according to my estimation, the yield per mu is no less than 500 per mu. Hundred, this is still in the worst low-level land, and the base fertilizer is not good. In addition to the dry weather this year, the worst case can produce 500 per mu. What if it is in a good case? If nothing else, like this If wheat is planted in inferior land, it is not certain whether the yield per mu will be 100 catties. If all the inferior land in Dazhou is planted with corn, even in a disaster year, the people will not be starved and displaced. The family is ruined! You think, what a credit this is."
Mu Yangling understood, "You want Qi Haoran to take the credit for this."
Fan Zijin raised his head proudly, "This place is a military field under Haoran's name. You are a military household under Haoran. Haoran bought the seeds, and Haoran even came when they were planting. Don't you think this is due to Haoran?"
Mu Yangling twitched the corners of his mouth, patted his shoulder and said, "Say it earlier, it's useless if I want this thing, I'll put the planting methods in a booklet and send it to you, you can take it for credit?"
Fan Zijin smiled with satisfaction when he saw Mu Yangling on the road.
Qi Haoran stared and said, "What do I want this credit for? What I want is military merit, and I will earn it myself."
"This thing works better with you than with Mu Yangling. Since there are resources, why waste them?"
Mu Yangling asked them, "Then can you still divide the corn?"
"It's no use if we ask for it, just break some when you want to eat, and the rest is yours." Fan Zijin said firmly.
Mu Yangling got up and patted his butt, "Okay, let's go back now."
Qi Haoran was instantly furious when he saw that no one was listening to him. He was about to get angry, when he thought of Mu Shi, he hummed and thought to himself, "Isn't the credit going to have to go to him?" At that time, he will just push Mu Shi out. Mu Yang's spiritual seed, the credit should be attributed to her father, right?
Qi Haoran suddenly became complacent when he thought about it, looked at the two of them and said secretly: "Wait, let's see if you don't blind your eyes."
Yanmo and Feibai didn't know where they went, and they haven't seen anyone yet. Qi Haoran shouted at the cornfield, "Are you planning to spend the New Year in it? Come out to me soon!"
Yanmo and Feibai responded vaguely inside, before running out after a long time, each carrying a pocket of corn.
Mu Yangling looked at the two burdened corns and stared: "Do you want to eat so much? The corn is still tender, and you have peeled off all the coats, and you can't keep them. If you look back, I will plug your mouths. Go inside. Caring for food and not wasting is a traditional virtue, do you know?"
Yanmo nodded and said, "Miss Mu, I want to save it for you, but didn't I want to give some to our eldest son to have a taste? So I deliberately picked more."
Only then did Mu Yangling feel good, "It's for the general, you have to choose well, I'll choose some good ones for you later, don't peel it off, bring two layers of clothes, even if it's a hot day, you can put three layers on it. Four days."
When the group went back to Mu's house, my aunt was standing at the door, looking at Mu Yangling, and she got angry when she saw Mu Yangling, and she didn't know who was standing beside her, so she scolded: "You are a real child, not just carrying a burden. Is it water? It's like going to a temple fair, and I haven't come back yet, I thought something happened to you."
"Auntie, who do you think is here?" Mu Yangling motioned her to see Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin, and said, "I came back early, thinking that our family's corn should be edible, so I brought the little generals and the others to pick them. "
When my aunt saw Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin express a warm welcome, she hurriedly welcomed the people in, took the corn from Yanmo's hands, and said, "I'll get this thing, sit down, I'll ask Xiuhong to pour it for you. Tea." When he walked to the door, he realized that he had never eaten corn and didn't know how to make it. He came back to Lamuyangling, "A-Ling, you go get it, and I'll pour tea for the generals and the others."
Mu Yangling sent the things to the kitchen and put them in a large pot after immersing them in the water. Shu Wanniang watched curiously and saw that she poured some salt into the pot and put the pot on the shelf, and hurriedly asked: " Are you alright?"
Mu Yangling nodded, "Okay, what else do you want? Salt is so expensive, and I have put so much in it, so I should be able to enjoy it. Okay, let's set the fire like this."
Shu Wanniang said hesitantly, "I remember that there were several names of dishes made of corn in the book. Some were called Jinyu Mantang, and some were rich and prosperous. What's your name?"
Mu Yangling rolled his eyes and said, "I call it boiled corn in salted water. I dare not say anything else. Emperor Sejong must have eaten this dish."
Shu Wanniang slapped her daughter on the head and said, "I'm talking nonsense again, when Emperor Sejong mentioned the names of these dishes, the corn hadn't been found yet."
"Then how did Emperor Sejong know that there is corn and the names of these corn dishes? He must have eaten it, maybe in a dream."
Shu Wanniang didn't believe her daughter's words at all. She got up and picked up the corn left on the side, "This corn looks really good, I'll see if I can make a few dishes later."
"This is yellow corn. I don't think it tastes good. You have to find glutinous corn and sweet corn. You can probably make it.
"Why? I smell pretty good."
Mu Yangling said nonsense: "When I was learning how to grow corn at Guanyin Bodhisattva, I was forced to eat a lot of corn. I ate it every day and every year. I felt like vomiting when I saw corn, so I didn't want to eat it."
Mu Yangling thought about it carefully, Fan Zijin's statement was also reasonable, but it was her who wanted to take advantage of these two people was obviously wrong.
Mu Yangling nodded and said, "Okay, how much do you say you have?"
Qi Haoran said under Fan Zijin's stare, "One percent?"
Mu Yangling rolled his eyes, "What's enough for 10%? Let Fan Zijin speak."
Fan Zijin was very satisfied with Mu Yangling's generosity, and said, "It's useless if we want this corn, so we'll just try something new, and we probably won't make much money if we sell it."
Mu Yangling nodded, "So what?"
"So, what I want is the planting method and planting data, and most importantly, the ownership of this thing is Haoran."
Mu Yangling and Qi Haoran shook their heads, indicating whether they understood or not.
Fan Zijin looked at the two equally stupid and cute people in front of him, found a piece of grass to sit down, and motioned them to sit down for a long talk, Mu Yangling glanced at the cornfield, Fan Zijin said: "Don't worry, Yanmo and Feibai will not talk to each other. Your corn is all broken, these two boys are smart, they know we have something to say."
Qi Haoran and Mu Yangling sat opposite Fan Zijin, holding their chins to listen to his explanation.
Seeing the two of them acting in unison, Fan Zijin felt a little uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and said, "Before, the corn yield of 300 per mu was due to the wrong planting method. Although there is no harvest yet, according to my estimation, the yield per mu is no less than 500 per mu. Hundred, this is still in the worst low-level land, and the base fertilizer is not good. In addition to the dry weather this year, the worst case can produce 500 per mu. What if it is in a good case? If nothing else, like this If wheat is planted in inferior land, it is not certain whether the yield per mu will be 100 catties. If all the inferior land in Dazhou is planted with corn, even in a disaster year, the people will not be starved and displaced. The family is ruined! You think, what a credit this is."
Mu Yangling understood, "You want Qi Haoran to take the credit for this."
Fan Zijin raised his head proudly, "This place is a military field under Haoran's name. You are a military household under Haoran. Haoran bought the seeds, and Haoran even came when they were planting. Don't you think this is due to Haoran?"
Mu Yangling twitched the corners of his mouth, patted his shoulder and said, "Say it earlier, it's useless if I want this thing, I'll put the planting methods in a booklet and send it to you, you can take it for credit?"
Fan Zijin smiled with satisfaction when he saw Mu Yangling on the road.
Qi Haoran stared and said, "What do I want this credit for? What I want is military merit, and I will earn it myself."
"This thing works better with you than with Mu Yangling. Since there are resources, why waste them?"
Mu Yangling asked them, "Then can you still divide the corn?"
"It's no use if we ask for it, just break some when you want to eat, and the rest is yours." Fan Zijin said firmly.
Mu Yangling got up and patted his butt, "Okay, let's go back now."
Qi Haoran was instantly furious when he saw that no one was listening to him. He was about to get angry, when he thought of Mu Shi, he hummed and thought to himself, "Isn't the credit going to have to go to him?" At that time, he will just push Mu Shi out. Mu Yang's spiritual seed, the credit should be attributed to her father, right?
Qi Haoran suddenly became complacent when he thought about it, looked at the two of them and said secretly: "Wait, let's see if you don't blind your eyes."
Yanmo and Feibai didn't know where they went, and they haven't seen anyone yet. Qi Haoran shouted at the cornfield, "Are you planning to spend the New Year in it? Come out to me soon!"
Yanmo and Feibai responded vaguely inside, before running out after a long time, each carrying a pocket of corn.
Mu Yangling looked at the two burdened corns and stared: "Do you want to eat so much? The corn is still tender, and you have peeled off all the coats, and you can't keep them. If you look back, I will plug your mouths. Go inside. Caring for food and not wasting is a traditional virtue, do you know?"
Yanmo nodded and said, "Miss Mu, I want to save it for you, but didn't I want to give some to our eldest son to have a taste? So I deliberately picked more."
Only then did Mu Yangling feel good, "It's for the general, you have to choose well, I'll choose some good ones for you later, don't peel it off, bring two layers of clothes, even if it's a hot day, you can put three layers on it. Four days."
When the group went back to Mu's house, my aunt was standing at the door, looking at Mu Yangling, and she got angry when she saw Mu Yangling, and she didn't know who was standing beside her, so she scolded: "You are a real child, not just carrying a burden. Is it water? It's like going to a temple fair, and I haven't come back yet, I thought something happened to you."
"Auntie, who do you think is here?" Mu Yangling motioned her to see Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin, and said, "I came back early, thinking that our family's corn should be edible, so I brought the little generals and the others to pick them. "
When my aunt saw Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin express a warm welcome, she hurriedly welcomed the people in, took the corn from Yanmo's hands, and said, "I'll get this thing, sit down, I'll ask Xiuhong to pour it for you. Tea." When he walked to the door, he realized that he had never eaten corn and didn't know how to make it. He came back to Lamuyangling, "A-Ling, you go get it, and I'll pour tea for the generals and the others."
Mu Yangling sent the things to the kitchen and put them in a large pot after immersing them in the water. Shu Wanniang watched curiously and saw that she poured some salt into the pot and put the pot on the shelf, and hurriedly asked: " Are you alright?"
Mu Yangling nodded, "Okay, what else do you want? Salt is so expensive, and I have put so much in it, so I should be able to enjoy it. Okay, let's set the fire like this."
Shu Wanniang said hesitantly, "I remember that there were several names of dishes made of corn in the book. Some were called Jinyu Mantang, and some were rich and prosperous. What's your name?"
Mu Yangling rolled his eyes and said, "I call it boiled corn in salted water. I dare not say anything else. Emperor Sejong must have eaten this dish."
Shu Wanniang slapped her daughter on the head and said, "I'm talking nonsense again, when Emperor Sejong mentioned the names of these dishes, the corn hadn't been found yet."
"Then how did Emperor Sejong know that there is corn and the names of these corn dishes? He must have eaten it, maybe in a dream."
Shu Wanniang didn't believe her daughter's words at all. She got up and picked up the corn left on the side, "This corn looks really good, I'll see if I can make a few dishes later."
"This is yellow corn. I don't think it tastes good. You have to find glutinous corn and sweet corn. You can probably make it.
"Why? I smell pretty good."
Mu Yangling said nonsense: "When I was learning how to grow corn at Guanyin Bodhisattva, I was forced to eat a lot of corn. I ate it every day and every year. I felt like vomiting when I saw corn, so I didn't want to eat it."
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