"Then thank you Aunt Jiang. This is a deposit of two hundred taels. Starting tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to come to the village to transport the goods. I hope Aunt Jiang will prepare it in advance."

With a look from Shen Xingyuan, Fang Ju immediately took out two 100-tael silver notes and placed them on the wooden table. They knew everything about the transaction between Chang'an Restaurant and the Lin family. They would pay the deposit first and then the balance, as long as Jiang Yan could deliver the goods on time.

, even if the full payment is made in advance, he will have no objection.

Jiang Yan waved to Tao Bai. Tao Bai immediately prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone and brought it over. Jiang Yan wrote a contract with her pen.

"Aunt Jiang, are you really out of stock of wine?" Shen Xingyuan asked unwillingly. Not much wine from Chang'an Restaurant flows into the imperial city. If he hadn't been a prince, he might not have been able to share the two wines.

Jiang Yan put down her brush, thought for a few seconds, and then said: "To be honest with the Fifth Master, I still have a batch left here. I originally planned to keep it for myself to celebrate the New Year. If the Fifth Master really can't wait until next year, this batch can be given out first."

you."

They make a lot of wine, most of which are sold to Chang'an Restaurant. There are still three batches of goods left in the cellar. Jiang Yan originally planned to keep them for herself to drink. Since Huafang Restaurant is so generous, she will not let it go if she can make money, and

We can also open up the market in Linfang County earlier.

Shen Xingyuan had a look of surprise on his face, and even the folding fan couldn't stop his surprised expression, "Seriously!"

Jiang Yan nodded and smiled very restrainedly and politely.

"I want it! I want it all. I'll send someone to pick it up tomorrow."

"No problem, I'll have everything ready tomorrow. Master Wu can just arrange for someone to pick up the goods."

Shen Xingyuan looked at Jiang Yan, who had a generous demeanor and a soft smile, and felt more and more that this person was not simple, "Aunt Jiang, of course you are just an ordinary peasant woman? You can make wine, cook those strange and delicious foods, and you can also read and write.

, and even improved farm tools, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes today, I really couldn’t believe that you were just a country woman.”

Moreover, what shocked him even more was not only these, but the patches of rice fields he saw when he entered the village. Although he, Shen Xingyuan, was a delicate young man who never touched the spring water, he also ate grains and knew how to harvest.

The autumn harvest in this area of ​​Linfang County has long passed, and the taxes have been collected, but Linjia Village is still full of rice fields. When the wind blows, the golden rice in the fields sway wantonly with the wind. If it weren't for the cold wind, people would be covered with blood.

In the cold war, he almost thought that there was no autumn harvest in Linjia Village yet.

Shen Xingyuan seemed to be asking casually, but those fox eyes were staring at Jiang Yan's face for a moment, fearing that he would miss the slightest fluctuation in her expression.

But Jiang Yan's face, not to mention the mood swings, even the curvature of the corners of her mouth has not changed, it is still a standard smile with eight teeth, "It's not strange that farmers can cook some food, I just like it more than the average person."

After studying these things, making wine was just an accident. As for improving farm tools, it was the work of several children in the family, and the peasant woman dare not take credit."

Jiang Yan pursed her lips and continued: "Farmer women can read and hyphenate because they have children at home who are studying. They study hard with the children, and over time they can understand a few words."

As early as when she was guiding Jiang Wen and the Lin brothers to draw the blueprints, she had thought that one day a peasant woman would know too much and would not be able to make any big waves in the small Lin family village. The most people in the village would say you are smart.

The brain is easy to use, but from the perspective of someone with a court background like Huafanglou, it is not simple.

"Aunt Jiang, as far as I know, the autumn harvest in Linfang County has passed and taxes have been collected. Linjia Village should be no exception. I don't know why, but on the way here with shopkeeper Fang, I saw patches of rice?" And it's growing fast?

It was gratifying, even though he had never seen such a fruitful harvest in other lands without drought.

Jiang Yan still had the same look on her face, and said calmly: "There has been little drought and rain in the past few years, and the harvest in our area has not been very good. Master Wu in Huafang House must also know that after the autumn harvest every year, there are many hungry people everywhere.

People, so I thought about planting more late rice for one season. I just gave it a try, but I didn’t expect the harvest to be even better than I imagined.”

!!

Late rice! Why didn’t the court receive the news?

Doubt flashed across Shen Xingyuan's face. The imperial court only received news about the serious drought in the north and south and the increasing number of refugees, but it never received news about the planting of late rice in Linjia Village. It seems that the county magistrate here is not a practical person!

Thinking of this, the anger on Shen Xingyuan's face gradually increased. He came all the way from the imperial city and saw how many people were fleeing the famine. If all the people planted late rice this season, there would be people who would leave their homes and embark on the journey to escape the famine.

Road, or even starve to death in a foreign country!

"The county magistrate of Linfang County is so laid-back that he doesn't even know about important matters such as planting late rice. Otherwise, there would be so many homeless and hungry people!"

Listening to his angry tone, Jiang Yan guessed that he must have misunderstood, "The magistrate of our county knew about late rice, and it was because of his approval that all the people in the village followed him to plant it. However, this is the first time he has tried late rice.

, we still don’t know whether it will succeed or not, our Linjia Village can be regarded as an example. Now once it succeeds, the people can refer to it in the coming year."

His deep eyes looked directly at Jiang Yan without hesitation. When Shen Xingyuan saw that the other party was still calm and calm, with no change in his expression, he thought about it and couldn't help but said: "Aunt Jiang, are you willing to submit to me? You must be yours."

You also know that Huafanglou is not an ordinary wine shop.

Lou, the power behind it is the imperial court. I might as well tell you that the party I am loyal to will one day be the most noble person in the Great China Dynasty. If you join now, I will give you the best treatment. If you are willing, I

I can also send you to take up a position in the imperial city."

He intuitively felt that Jiang Yan was not an ordinary person. If he could be recruited under his command, it would only be good for him and not harmful. Just like the late rice incident, although he came a little late and could not take the credit, he could recruit Jiang Yan.

Not only can he benefit from it, but even the prince's brother can follow suit, and maybe he can completely lay a foundation in the imperial city.

Food is the lifeblood of the people, and the people are the foundation of the country. Only when the foundation is stable can the country be peaceful and strong. In the Great China Dynasty, most of the land had a rice crop every year. Even small mountain villages like Linjiacun could grow late rice. However,

One can only imagine what kind of sensation it would be if news of late rice's success were reported back to the court.

And his mission is to take Aunt Jiang under his command before the Imperial City receives this news!

Jiang Yan frowned lightly, and her eyes fell on Shen Xingyuan. The other party's words almost made it clear that he was from the imperial court, and the party he was loyal to was the Ninth Five-Year Emperor who would definitely ascend to the throne in the future.

Going to work in the imperial city or joining Huafang House is a huge temptation for ordinary people, but for Jiang Yan, it is a shackles. But now she can't guess the identity of the "Fifth Master", and she has some

Don't dare to refuse blindly.
Chapter completed!