Luo Yong knew that Arabia was one of the origins of cotton, so he wanted Hassan to propose a deal to exchange his existing resources for cotton seeds.

Even if this species does not seem to have any advantage over silk and hemp in this era, he knows its potential and knows that the very difficult seed harvesting problem in the eyes of great cannibals can actually be overcome through technical means.

This is the advantage of being a time traveler. Even if the world in front of him looks desolate, he knows where he should explore and work hard.

It was like mastering a treasure map in advance, and he always knew where there would be treasures.

That afternoon, the magistrate of Tan Lao County came to the Gongfu to find Luo Yong for tea, and told him about the repair of the canal.

If there was no such war in Gaochang this year, the winery would sell liquor, and it would have been a lot of money at this time. However, after being mixed up by the war, not only did the liquor not sell much this year, but also sent a lot of food to the passing army, which cost a lot of money.

In addition, the tax revenue is not expected. After working hard all year, the government has not saved much money. It is obviously impossible to rely on this little thing to do a project as big as a canal.

"The canal will not be repaired for the time being. I will promote the cotton first, and then use this item for money." Luo Yong plans to use the money in his hand for cotton promotion and planting.

"Sanlang needs to be careful." When he heard Luo Yong spending a lot of money on this thing they had never heard of before, the Magistrate Tan Lao said bitterly:

"I haven't heard of this thing before. Most of the clothes of those big-name merchants are mainly hemp. If this cotton is really that good, why don't everyone wear it?"

The words of Lao County Magistrate Tan also make a lot of sense, but when Luo Yong comes to some things, they cannot judge them based on common sense.

"When they were dealing with cotton, they encountered a difficult problem and didn't know how to solve it, but I knew the solution. Mr. Tan didn't need to worry. When new cotton came out next year, I would make a thick and soft quilt to give it to you." Luo Yong said to him with a smile.

After hearing what he said, the magistrate Tan thought that cashmere was not very valuable to them before. It was taken by ordinary people and had no other use except filling it with clothes and quilts.

How expensive are cashmere here now? Luo Erniang's cashmere sweaters and pants woven from the cashmere workshop are of various colors and patterns. They are not only warm but also very beautiful when worn.

Thinking of this, he felt that Luo Yong might really be able to make these cotton from the Great Food Country come into being.

So he asked Luo Yong, "Then how do you plan to promote it?"

"First start with Zhitian." Luo Yong replied.

The number of cotton seeds in his hand is limited, and it is a new species, so it is planted in the field, so it is more convenient to supervise and manage.

If there are excess seeds at that time, I will look for some farmers who are good at farming to plant them.

At the Zhitian side, the tenants were grinding needles at home at this time, and they didn't know that Luo Yong planned to let them grow cotton.

Since the officials in the public office changed a group of officials, their tenants have lived much better than before. The new county magistrate understands the difficulties of these tenants and takes good care of them.

In the past two years, they planted corn in the field. After paying the rent, there were still a lot left. So last year, many rural farmers sought them exchanged corn seeds and a few corn cobs to get most of the new grain that they had just put in. If it was old grain, it would be more.

The price of corn has dropped a lot this year, but it is still a little more expensive than wheat corn. These tenants are reluctant to eat wheat corn on weekdays, let alone use this corn as food. Most of them still exchange other grains with some villagers who do not have corn seeds at home, but their income is much less than last year.

"...I feel uncomfortable after just two days of full meal, right? I also think that there is Mishan Noodle Mountain at home, which is very useful..."

On this day, the grandmother of Rao was sitting under the stove to burn the fire. Her daughter-in-law was working on the stove. Today, her son-in-law came to the door. Mr. Rao asked them to make some corn porridge to entertain. Grandma Rao was happy, but she felt very sorry for the things, so she sat under the stove and started to mutter in a low voice.

"My mother, please say less, so that A Shao won't listen to it." Her daughter-in-law advised.

"Listen, listen, how about you, how about you, the old lady?" Grandma Rao said this, but her voice lowered a little, almost just muttering: "I see him coming to the door all day long, and I don't know how to bring my son back to see you."

"From their town to our place, I've been leaving for a whole day. Liu'er has three babies. How can she come back often?" Her daughter-in-law's ears were very good.

"Oh... I said I shouldn't ask her to marry so far."

"It's a little farther away, but this A Shao is a good person. He is very busy and diligent. He must not ask his mother to endure hardships..."

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The son-in-law of the Rao family, named A Shao, has made a lot of corn from Rao Weng and others in the past two years to earn some price difference. Although the profit is not very generous, it cannot withstand his continuous moving back and forth throughout the year.

After saving some money, he planned to move the family from the town to the county town. In the past two days, he always talked about this with Rao Weng and the others.

When the two of them prepared the meal and brought it in, they heard A Shao talking to Rao Dalang.

"...While the magistrate Luo is still in office, my brother and sister-in-law should have made plans early to get rid of the tenant's identity, either buy some land or move to the city. At that time, our two families support each other and life will always be able to continue..."

Sister Rao lowered her eyes and just helped them put their food on the table. Even though they were confused, they didn't say a word.

While the Naluo County Magistrate was still in their Changle County, they had removed their tenant status. How could their family have never thought about this?

But with the money they have, they can't buy land at all. If most people had not encountered natural disasters and man-made disasters, they were so poor that they could not survive, who would be willing to sell land? Since the arrival of the Luo County Magistrate, the lives of the farmers in the countryside have been much better than before, so no one is willing to sell land, and the land price is much higher than before.

Not to mention buying land, even a small yellow mud courtyard in Changle County requires a lot of money to buy it.

After buying that small courtyard, their family lived in the city, and they had to spend money on everything they had to buy food, clothing and expenses. They were not afraid of the good times. If they encountered something like Gaochang last time, the grain prices soared...

A Shao was not afraid of these things. His family had several brothers farming in the countryside. He was the only one who adopted him to his uncle's house in the town and became a business owner.

His uncle had no children. When he was adopted, none of A Shao's brothers were willing to go. Finally, he chose A Shao. His parents and brothers felt guilty to him. If A Shao's family could not survive in the city, the brothers would not watch them starve to death.

However, the Rao family did not have that confidence, so Rao Weng had to have a son and a daughter. If his son had no way to live, would he have to rely on his daughter to help his family?

After all, this is not a matter of one or two days...

"Why are there so many merchants who have entered the city these two days?"

Mr. Rao was originally sitting in the house grinding needles. When he saw them bringing the food, he scooped two scoops of hot water from the kang to wash his hands. After washing his hands and going out to pour water, he saw that groups of merchants were walking towards Changle County on the official road not far from his house.

"It's so strange that 80% of them even went to buy needles." Grandma Rao responded disapprovingly.

"A lot more than usual?" Rao Weng's son-in-law, who was called A Shao, also walked out of the door and took a look.

"It's more than half more than a few days ago." Rao Weng said to A Shao.

Since the Zhongna Needle Floor in Changle County was established, there have been a constant stream of people coming to them to buy needles. Whenever Rao Weng had something to do, he had to look at the official road to see what style of clothes those people were wearing, whether they were riding horses or camels.

"It doesn't look like the one nearby." A Shao narrowed his eyes and observed for a while, and said, "It looks like a Hu Shang from outside the pass."

"No, there has been war in Gaochang Country this year, and Hu Shang dares to come?" Rao Dalang answered in the house.

"You can come out and take a look." A Shao called him out and take a look.

"I don't eat hot rice and vegetables, so I go outside to see what. What are the things that the Hu merchants come and go all day long, how beautiful are they?" Grandma Rao was talking there again. She was talking none of the young and old people in the family listened to her. They all ran out of the yard to see if they were going there, leaving only a greedy young grandson who was reluctant to leave around the dining table.

"I felt that yesterday there were a lot more Hu merchants entering the city than before, and I thought that another group of Gaochang merchants came. I never thought that there were so many today."

"But came from Gaochang?"

"I don't know."

His son immediately went into the house to fetch a bucket of hot water, and asked his son-in-law to carry a few stone pottery bowls, so he went to the official road.

When Rao Weng and his friends walked to the side of the official road, they fed hot water from the wooden barrels and asked these passing Hu merchants to drink. Some Hu merchants refused to drink, while others were drunk.

On this cold day, when you walk outside, the cold wind will blow all day long. It is naturally good to have a bowl of hot water at this time, but some people can't trust them, so they just refuse to drink it.

Mr. Rao talked to the Hu merchants and asked where they came from and why there were so many merchants going to Changle County in the past two days.

One of the Hu Chamber of Commerce spoke Chinese, but the accent was very different from the local accent in Changle County. This person told Rao Weng how many people:
Chapter completed!