He Zhiran suddenly thought of what his sister-in-law had just said, that the two babies were God's gift to the Mo family.
In this case, it is better to use the word "gift" to name the children.
She pondered for a moment and then said: "Since everyone thinks Zhuer and Mingzhu are gifts from God, why not call Zhuer a gift from God?
My name is Jing En. "
There is nothing to explain about Tianci, it just means literally, he is a treasure given to the Mohist family by God.
Jing En is more controversial.
"Ninth brother and sister, why are you called Jing'en?" asked the second sister-in-law.
"Jing refers to a woman who is slim, beautiful and generous, and also means talented. I hope Mingzhu will be a beautiful, generous and talented woman when she grows up.
When this word "en" is combined with Zhu'er's word "gift", the brother and sister completely embody the meaning of God's gift. "He Zhiran said the reason for such a name.
After hearing her explanation, everyone praised her:
"The ninth younger siblings are still knowledgeable, and the names given to the babies are meaningful and nice."
"Yes, a gift from God, a gift from God, Jing En, beautiful, generous and talented."
The sisters-in-law kept praising the two babies for their well-chosen names, and Mrs. Mo also agreed very much.
"What a good name. Zhuer will be called Tianci, and Mingzhu will be called Jingen. When your eighth brother takes office tomorrow, let him help the two little guys register their household registration."
Although He Zhiran chose the names for her children on the spur of the moment, she was very satisfied with them. Her children's names did not need to be fancy, as long as they had meanings and were easy to pronounce.
After the full moon banquet, the guests and hosts naturally had a great time. After the guests left one after another, they finally arrived at Tang Mingrui's home venue.
During the meal, everyone else was admiring how delicious the corn was, but he was the only one who was different. He was thinking about cooperating with the Mohist family in the corn business.
Although Meng Huaining was not as exaggerated as Tang Mingrui, he still thought about this corn for a long time.
The two babies will not look for their mothers now that they are full. They have long been held by the uncles and looked after.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran had long noticed that Meng Huaining and Tang Mingrui were absent-minded. The couple saw off the last wave of guests and greeted them to their courtyard.
It was the crisp autumn season at this time, and the temperature outside was very suitable. Several people were sitting under the grape trellis in the courtyard.
The grapes were ripe. He Zhiran didn't go out for a month and didn't notice.
The ones planted in the yard are ordinary mountain grape trees. Because they are produced in space, the fruits are larger than those on the mountain.
Even so, it was extremely sour. If it hadn't been like this, Mo Jiuye would have called someone to pick it.
He personally feels that the grapes are so sour that they cannot be eaten. Instead of picking them and throwing them away without anyone eating them, it is better to leave them on the tree and watch them.
He Zhiran didn't think so. This kind of mountain grape was most suitable for making wine.
In her previous life, she had only seen others using mountain grapes to make wine, but had never practiced it herself, so she did not plant a large number of mountain grape vines.
Now that the grapes are ripe, He Zhiran's mind is also alive.
She will try to make some wine using the mountain grapes in various yards. If she can succeed, she will plant a large number of mountain grapes on the mountain next spring.
It seems that this matter will be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
This kind of mountain grape is no stranger to Meng Huaining and Tang Mingrui. Generally, people with some background will plant some in their backyards for the purpose of using it as a shade shed in summer.
The two of them also knew that mountain grapes were very sour, and thought that the Mo family did not pick them just because they were not very palatable, so they did not pay much attention to them.
After sitting down, Meng Huaining and Tang Mingrui spoke almost at the same time.
"Brother Ninth, Sister-in-law Ninth, the corn seeds you promised to sell to the government will not be counted, right?"
"Brother Ninth, Sister-in-law Ninth, this corn can make a lot of money, you won't stop doing this business, right?"
Their words made Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran laugh.
Now that He Zhiran is out of confinement, Mo Jiuye will naturally leave the business matters to her. After all, he does not have the skills and brains of his wife.
He Zhiran laughed for a while before speaking: "Don't worry, I won't go back on my promise to you."
Seeing what He Zhiran said, the two of them stood up almost at the same time, clasped their fists and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Ninth and Sister-in-law Ninth."
"We plan to take people to harvest the corn tomorrow. The price will not be determined until the yield per mu is determined. Don't worry yet.
Moreover, whether corn is made into seeds or ground into cornmeal, it needs to be dried before processing. Fresh corn can only be used to make some types of food.
For example, today’s pine nut corn and Yi Guo Chu, these all use fresh corn..."
At this time, Meng Huaining and Tang Mingrui couldn't listen to He Zhiran's explanation. They just wanted to know when they could buy the corn produced by the Mo family.
Especially Tang Mingrui, his eyes are full of the unlimited business opportunities that corn will create. The sooner he gets it, the sooner he can make money.
"Sister-in-law Jiu, how long does it take to dry corn?"
"If the weather is good and the ventilation is good, it will take at least three days." He Zhiran said the time was relatively conservative, because it was her first time to plant corn, so she specifically checked the relevant books.
The book says that drying corn requires sunny weather and a ventilated environment so that it can quickly dry out moisture.
She said three days to be more secure, especially since she knew Tang Mingrui's enthusiasm for doing business. If she had told him two days, he would probably bring someone to Xiling Village to guard it on the first day.
Meng Huaining was also anxious, but he was anxious at a different point than Tang Mingrui.
Because the government's treasury was limited, he wanted to find a way to prepare silver after understanding the price earlier.
“Sister-in-law Jiu, can you estimate the corn yield per mu now?”
Generally speaking, the yield per mu is calculated based on the weight of corn after drying and threshing.
Especially since the Mo family's corn has not been harvested yet, He Zhiran really can't estimate it.
However, judging from the harvest in space, the yield per mu of corn after drying can reach 1,800 kilograms.
But that is space after all. Planting outside, He Zhiran can't guarantee that there will be such a big harvest.
In order to give Meng Huaining a reassurance, He Zhiran thought for a moment and then said: "If my estimate is good, the corn yield per mu should be around 1,300 to 1,500 kilograms."
"What? Sister-in-law Jiu, you said the yield of corn per mu can reach 1,300 to 1,500 catties?"
Meng Huaining lost his composure at all. He stood up excitedly and spoke with a trembling voice.
You know, the government purchases corn seeds in the hope that people can grow high-yielding food crops.
Even if the common people grow a large amount of corn, with their frugality, they will not easily use it to make pine nut corn and pot out of it like the Mohists did. Most people will choose to grind it into corn flour as the family's rations. .
