Chapter 312 Champa Rice Seeds

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Liang Chuan's children were also very happy when they came to his school. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. In an era when information is limited and there are no sources of information, in addition to reading books, traveling can increase one's knowledge. It's definitely beneficial to get out for a walk once in a while.

The only thing that makes Liang Chuan feel distressed is these children. Most of them are still wearing thin school uniforms made in spring and summer. Everyone is wearing the same clothes. Although they look energetic, it is already the middle of winter and they are still wearing these clothes. , their little hands were red from the cold, and their faces were covered with snot lanterns, which was heart-wrenching to watch.

It happened that everyone in the store had changed their quilts, and the linen quilts they had replaced were spread on the floor, and it was just right for three or four children to squeeze together. Xiaochai and Yuzhen made a lot of food for the children, and the food and clothing in their bellies drove away the cold.

Seeing that the children also liked staying with Liang Chuan, Zheng Ruoying took her servants to stay at an inn outside.

The first thing Liang Chuan did the next day was to take the children to a tailor shop to make new clothes. The children were happy enough as long as they had fun. Unexpectedly, they also had new clothes and they were all jumping up and down like happy deers. Liang Chuan said that as the dean of the school, he should express that he could not help everyone academically, but he could still give everyone some help in life.

The children are grateful to this big brother from the bottom of their hearts. In their cognition, there is no right and wrong, good and evil, and no intrigues. There is only who is good to them and who is not good to them. Give them a place to shelter from the wind and rain, give them knowledge, and give them food to eat. This is their great benefactor, and there is nothing else. Liang Chuan is such a person who always treats them well.

The tailor shop in Qingyuan is much larger than that in Xinghua, and all kinds of clothes here can basically be made by master craftsmen. The place where people from all over the world gathered, not only the Hanfu of the Song Dynasty, but also the loose robes favored by outsiders, and there were many masters, and the production progress was particularly fast. The masters and apprentices, one cutting, one sewing, one You can make one in a short time.

Liang Chuan led the children into the store and lined up one by one to get measured. There are many styles in the store, and Liang Chuan does not ask for fancy styles. The school uniforms mainly need to be durable, because the children must wear these clothes every day. If they are too expensive and need to be repaired, it will be a big burden for the children. burden. It’s best to be practical first and just dress appropriately and keep warm.

Liang Chuan first chose a jacket to wear inside. This jacket can be matched with any coat. In the winter in the south, as long as you wear such a jacket, you can basically keep warm. Outside, I chose cotton to make a scholar's uniform. The color of the clothing is extremely stain-resistant and the texture is very good. Even if it is worn to do farm work, it will not be damaged easily.

The children have long been unable to bear the thinness of this single piece of clothing. Mr. Meng saw that the children’s little hands were red from the cold every day. He also said several times that they no longer need to wear this school uniform and can wear it casually, but no one wants to wear their own rags. People in ragged clothes come to the school. The school is so bright and clean, as if their rags will embarrass the place.

They were trying on those beautiful clothes in the store, and it seemed like they couldn't feel the cold air in winter when they wore the coats. His little hands also became warm, and his five fingers were extremely flexible. Mr. Meng also wondered why their handwriting became more and more ugly as time passed. He didn’t know that the children’s hands were frozen and they couldn’t hold the pens steadily. The word "natural" is also nowhere to be seen.

Zheng Ruoying and He Baozheng followed the children. They watched the big brother buying new clothes for the children and were happy for them. Zheng Ruoying originally wanted to buy them for the children, but the children refused to say anything. promise. Because her husband taught them that poor people should not eat food that comes from outside. One sentence made her angry. Then why were they willing to buy clothes from Liang Chuan? Is this discrimination?

After buying the clothes, a group of people walked down the street. The clothes had to be delivered to Wanda store in the afternoon. The quantity was quite large, so it was amazing to be able to make them in one day. Pedestrians on the road looked at this group of neatly dressed children and raised eyebrows. Where did these children come from? Everyone was neither noisy nor fussy, and was extremely polite. Just like what a strict gentleman taught you.

In the winter, the steaming steamed buns on Dongjie Street have just come out of the basket, and they are still full of charming heat. The sweet tofu curd and a little salt make it extremely refreshing to eat. At the fried rice dumpling stall, the bright colors of the golden fried dough sticks and crispy fried oysters will make people want to eat. There are also vendors selling various kinds of glutinous rice cakes. When the children saw this scene, they could no longer move on their feet. They stared straight at these stalls and their throats kept trembling.

Zheng Ruoying said: "Children, you can buy whatever you want to eat. My sister is treating me today!" The children were excited, and their faces burst into tears. But when they looked at He Baozheng and then at Liang Chuan, they saw that No one went to get something to eat, they just stood there quietly.

Liang Chuan saw it and just said: "Why are you still standing there? The female Bodhisattva is so compassionate. Let's eat a lot!"

The children were waiting for his order, and without any hesitation, they all pounced on the stall they had been coveting for a long time like wolves. This one was holding steamed buns, and that one was holding fried dough sticks, and all of them had their mouths filled with food. Some things were so hot that it made my hands pound back and forth.

Zheng Ruoying was so angry that it was clearly her treat for the children to eat, but it seemed like Liang Chuan had become a good person. The children only listened to this bad person's words, but they didn't appreciate her good intentions, which made people sad!

He Baozheng saw this and didn't know why the children treated Miss Zheng like this. All the children taught by Mr. Meng in Cunzicheng are good young students with integrity, and no one will be greedy for this. Miss Zheng let them eat, but after all, they are outsiders and cannot embarrass the village. Liang Chuan is different. Liang Chuan is her eldest brother and the dean of the college. This young man is now the spiritual leader of the three villages. An absolute spiritual benchmark, who wouldn’t listen to his words?

A small half of the street was completely occupied by this group of boy scouts. Liang Chuan also grabbed a stall, ordered a bowl of white porridge, and two baskets of freshly made crystal dumplings, and ate them happily with soy sauce. Halfway through the meal, he said to the storekeeper: "Shopkeeper, have you seen that fairy-like young lady over there? Wait for her to pay the bill."

"Okay, sir, what would you like to order?"

"Give me another plate of egg pancakes, and put more green onions on it."

The children were afraid that they would be embarrassed to eat by themselves, but Liang Chuan was also sitting next to him and devouring the food, so they had no burden in their hearts.

After this army of tigers and wolves swept away half of the street, the stall owners left with a smile on their face after making a lot of money.

After eating, naturally the next step is to go sightseeing. The culture of Qingyuan is much more beautiful than the scenery. There are all kinds of people on the east and west streets. It is the first time for the children to see such foreign-looking people, and their world view is opened up.

Qingyuan is far more prosperous than Xinghua. Most of them have never even been to Xinghua County. At most, they only visited Fengshan. Now that they have experienced the prosperity of Qingyuan, their small world suddenly seems like a remote place. Usually, it explodes with a bang.

Liang Chuan specially took them to the port to have a look. Chinese literati have a fatal weakness. They believe more in agriculture than in business. The prosperity of Qingyuan is not based on agriculture, but the flowing water generally never Prosperous commerce at a standstill.

There were no boats in Nanxi River, and they had never even seen a small bamboo raft. Suddenly they saw an ocean-going ship with tall masts and huge sails. The shock in their hearts was hard to express in words. Everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't bear to blink. They looked seriously. Observing this world that is different from the one in the mountains.

People were busy on the Sun River. They did not expect that people who did not need to be farmers could earn such a huge amount of wealth, and their values ​​​​were once again refreshed. I can never learn all this knowledge from books. The only content I learn is that agriculture is the foundation of a country, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, and businessmen come last. But is this the fact? . ?

Qingyuan Port is currently one of the two busiest periods of the year. Goods from all parties in the Song Dynasty are now being prepared to be shipped to all parts of the world. There are mountains of goods piled up at the port, including large quantities of tea, porcelain, silk, and The small antiques and various medicinal materials are dazzling to see. These products have never been seen in Xinghua.

As a group of people were walking on the port, a hawker suddenly grabbed He Baozheng and said with a flattering face: "Sir, would you like to buy some new seeds from Champa and plant them back?"

How dare He Baozheng just buy seeds at a stall? Seeds are sold to the common people by departments designated by the government. There are very few people who trade seeds, because once there is a problem with the seeds, farmers will have no hope at a glance, and their families will be destroyed in minutes. matter. Ordinary people trust the government, so they will not buy from idlers.

He Baozheng broke away from him. Seeing the adulterous look on his face, he felt uneasy, let alone buying his seeds and planting them.

"Let go, if you pull me again, I'll fight you!" He Baozheng also wanted to see the scenery of Qingyuan, so he didn't have the energy to buy any seeds.

This suddenly caught Liang Chuan's attention. Liang Chuan approached the vendor and asked, "Brother, what kind of seeds are you selling?"

The reason why the hawker grabbed He Baozheng was because He Baozheng looked like a farmer at first glance. Only such people would be interested in seeds. As for Liang Chuan, how should I put it? Like a good citizen.

"This is rice seed." Why are you joining in the fun if you don't even know rice seed? The vendor slandered you.