MTL - A Blessed Daughter-Chapter 274 Ruoer has a solution?

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  Chapter 274 Ruoer has a solution?

   "Mother, please tell me." Wei Ruo vaguely guessed something.

   "It's like this. Recently, Taizhou Prefecture and even the whole of Jiangsu and Zhejiang have suffered a sudden drop in temperature, and many crops have been frozen to death." Yun said, sighing, with a gloomy face on his face.

   "Daughter heard something." Wei Ruo replied.

   "Yeah, you care about farming the most, so you know about these things." Yun said.

  Wei Ruo didn't answer, and waited for Yun to continue.

Yun looked at Wei Ruo, thought for a moment, and then said: "Our family has two properties in Taizhou Prefecture, one is in Xingshan County, as you know, I planted sweet potatoes in that mountainous area, and the other is in Xingshan County. One is the land that was bought after coming to Fucheng, and now it has been affected, and the two places have been discounted by 30%."

   I don’t know if it’s because the people under Yun’s subordinates didn’t manage properly or what, but the percentage of crops damaged on the Wei family’s fields is higher than that on Wei Ruo’s own fields.

  Wei Ruo is not surprised by this. After this wave of cold wave, it is considered good to be able to save 70% of the people in Taizhou Prefecture.

  Yun then asked Wei Ruo: "Ruo'er, is there a way to get some more seedlings now?"

   Sure enough, she was looking for her because of the rice seedlings, Wei Ruo guessed right.

   "Mother, I have no place to get you seedlings at this time. Even if there are seedlings that have not been divided, they must have been frozen by now." Wei Ruo replied.

  She really doesn't have any extra seedlings. The batch on Fucheng Zhuangzi is already the last batch, and they were planted so late in order to wait for the wheat to be harvested.

   Those who don’t have enough crops in their own fields can’t be allocated to others.

  Wei Ruo still had the rice seeds, but Yun didn't ask her about the rice seeds, so Wei Ruo didn't mention them.

  Hearing Wei Ruo's answer, Yun's eyes flashed with disappointment.

   "Hey, there is no way to do this." Yun sighed.

"Um."

  Yun said again: "If you know, is there any remedy for those sweet potatoes? Is it too late to separate the vines and plant them now?"

Sweet potatoes don’t need to grow seedlings in advance like rice, they can live by cutting vines, and sweet potatoes are not short of vines. Yun knows that the earliest sweet potato planters in Xingshan County often cut vines to sell. It can be seen that cutting off some sweet potato vines had little effect on growth.

   I just don’t know whether the vines cut now can still grow as well as those cut earlier.

   "There should be no problem with good management." Wei Ruo replied.

  The sweet potatoes she planted on Xiaoyang Mountain are the same as the sweet potatoes that were recently planted on the sand near Shitou Village. Some of them were damaged. The reason why it didn’t become a problem was that Wei Ruo knew how to remedy it.

  With Wei Ruo's remedial measures, as long as the follow-up weather is normal, the sweet potato harvest will basically not be greatly affected.

Hearing Wei Ruo's affirmative answer, Yun was a little relieved, and she said frankly to Wei Ruo: "Ruo'er, the cold wave of these few days has had a great impact on Taizhou Prefecture and even the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. The court attaches great importance to it. Said that the imperial envoy was specially sent to inspect."

   "Yeah." Wei Ruo's expression was calm, and his answer was very simple.

   "According to this situation, my mother is very worried that this year's schedule will not be better than last year's. By then, the grain harvest will not be harvested, and I am afraid that there will be trouble again." Yun's face is full of sadness.

   On the one hand, there is a war that may resume at any time, and on the other hand, there is unpredictable weather.

   If this tossing continues, not to mention ordinary people can't stand it, even people like them will be hit hard.

"Um."

  Of course Wei Ruo knew what Yun said. Last year’s season was not good, and the lack of grain harvest was due to the low temperature throughout the year, insufficient sunlight, irregular wind and rain, and extreme weather only appeared after the autumn harvest.

  However, the extreme situation occurred just after the Dragon Boat Festival this year, which directly had a huge impact on agriculture, which is not a good sign.

  But facing Yun, Wei Ruo didn't say much.

  Yun Shi looked at Wei Ruo's indifferent face, and said, "Ruo'er, you have always had a lot of ideas in this regard, do you have any good ways to help everyone increase food production?"

   "I don't know too much, and I don't have a particularly good way at the moment." Wei Ruo declined.

   "That's right. This is a natural disaster. It's a big problem that the imperial court can't solve. How can you, a woman, say that you can solve it? Mother is thinking too much."

  Mr. Yun was a little disappointed, but she also felt reasonable. It was already a very lucky thing for the eldest daughter to be praised by the Seventh Prince for improving the soil. There may not be a solution for everything.

Thinking of this, the Yun family didn't want to keep Wei Ruo any longer, "Forget it, let's think about this matter yourself, you must be tired after class, go back to Tingsongyuan to rest first, and come over later for dinner .”

"Um."

  Wei Ruo left Cangyun Garden and quickly returned to Tingsong Garden.

  As soon as he stepped into the gate of the courtyard, Wei Ruo told Xiumei: "Meimei, please help me ask Mr. Wang for leave tomorrow morning, I plan to buy another Zhuangzi."

   "Miss is going to buy Zhuangzi again?" Xiumei asked.

   "Well, in the past few months, Sibaozhai, Lomei Shop, Grain Shop and the cooperation with Zuixianju have earned me a lot of money, which is enough for me to buy another Zhuangzi." Wei Ruo said.

  Wei Ruo had just saved one thousand taels, and wanted to replace it with land so that he could grow more crops.

One is because it is easier to buy Zhuangzi at this time, and secondly, buying Zhuangzi at this time still has a chance to get more grain. Wei Ruo thinks that the worse the age is, the more he should find a way to get more grain. Come on, it's not just money, it's life!

"Miss, it's no problem if you want to buy the Zhuangzi. The servants are afraid that you won't be able to manage it. The two thousand acres of land that Yu Guanshi manages is about the same. The nanny and Uncle Xu have to take care of it. No matter how much you have, you have to find someone else. " Xiumei said.

   "This time, Zhuangzi, we don't hire long-term workers. Like most other Zhuangzi, we use tenants and collect rent." Wei Ruo said.

  The way of hiring permanent workers is relatively troublesome to manage, but Wei Ruo can change the crops to be planted at will, which is convenient for her to do trial planting and experiments on Zhuangzi.

  It is relatively simpler to collect rent directly, and it is also easier to manage. Many large families with a lot of land use this method.

   "That's fine, as long as it doesn't tire the lady, anything is fine." Xiumei never questioned Wei Ruo's decision, but worried that Wei Ruo was too tired.

"Don't worry about it. Miss your family, I love money, but I cherish my life even more. You have to save your life to spend money well. The greatest tragedy in life is that money is still there after death. I'm not such a stupid person." Wei Ruodao .

   "That's good!" Xiumei laughed.

  At night, Wei Ruo stretched himself after reading the account books of the past few days, and when he looked at the dim oil lamp at the corner of the table, Wei Jinyi suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

  Handsome and beautiful face, cold and distant expression, but with a pair of gentle eyes.

   I don’t know how the second brother is doing now.

  After thinking for a while, Wei Ruo took out the stationery, picked up a pen and started writing.

  (end of this chapter)