By the way, Luo Yong actually didn't like eating corn very much. Since he came here, he hasn't tasted what corn tasted like for almost three years. Now he has harvested corn at home, so he naturally has to grind some corn flour and corn shreds to try it out.

However, he still grinds a little bit of corn. He was hurriedly stopped by several villagers. He said that it was a pity to eat this corn this year and he had to keep it for seeds. By next year, the price of corn will be low, so they can wait until then to eat more.

Luo Yong was a human being for two lives, and he had some idea of ​​having fun in time, but seeing the villagers' solemn appearance, he had to give up.

It’s not that Luo Yong is afraid of these villagers. In his opinion, grinding cornmeal in front of these people who particularly want corn seeds is similar to burning money in front of poor people. It is an act that is very ignorant of other people’s feelings and is particularly hatred.

"Do you want corn seeds?" Luo Yong was doing deep processing of the small half bucket of corn that had just entered the millstone, while talking to the villagers.

"Hey, what corn seeds do we want?" A villager said a little restrainedly. They were so excited just now that a few people came over and stopped Luo Sanlang. He realized that his behavior was a bit inappropriate. After all, this was Sanlang's own corn. If they wanted to keep the seeds or grind corn flour to eat, they could not care.

"I have heard people say that the price of corn kernels this year is quite expensive."

Luo used a wool brush to sweep corn stalks into the millstone. He didn't like to eat corn stalks, so he decided to grind all the corn into noodles, and then spread pancakes and still be able to make some corn paste.

"No." When talking about the price of corn, the villagers felt that there was a mountain pressing on their heads.

It is said that a penny stumped the heroes. Although they are not short of that penny now, they still can’t afford to buy corn seeds. Otherwise, as long as they come over and talk to Luo Sanlang, Luo Sanlang will definitely be willing to sell corn seeds to them.

"If you want to pay me a credit, you can do it." Luo Yong said again at this time: "How about borrowing one bucket to pay back one load?"

"What?" The villagers were a little stunned, their mood was complicated, excited and a little uneasy.

"Borrow one bucket and pay one load." Luo Yong said again: "If you think it's appropriate, you can follow me to the house to get it."

"This..." Several villagers looked at me and I looked at you, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should agree?

"But I think my interest is high?" Luo Yong said with a smile: "I think these corn kernels are the most valuable this year. When you come to pay back the corn next year, the price will be low. It will be as expensive as ordinary grains in two or three years. I will lend you seeds at this time, maybe it is better to sell them for money."

"It's not that the interest rate is high." A villager said quickly.

"Sanlang, are you really not going to sell this corn for money?" He owed a lot of debts, but why did he seem to be in a hurry at this moment? If ordinary people owe so much money, they would probably have their hair turned white.

"If it is sold to those merchants and vendors, and they don't know where to transport these corn to them, this Sixth Valley is a good thing, so we naturally have to let the people in our own village plant first." Luo Yong said.

"!" The villagers were moved. Although Luo Sanlang in their village had some children's character, the villagers always felt very safe in these major issues. As long as he was there, everyone would not suffer any losses. No need to worry about not being able to catch up with any good things.

Everyone thought it was acceptable to borrow one and pay ten. Look, Luo Sanlang's family had only obtained half a bucket of corn kernels in spring, and at this late summer, they could recover twenty-six tans, which means that fifty-two tans could be planted with one bucket of corn. If they borrowed a bucket of corn from Luo Sanlang and returned one tan in autumn, they would still have fifty-one tans, which was not even a fraction of the tan.

The villagers immediately decided to borrow seeds from Luo Yong. Luo Yong recorded the amount of corn each of them borrowed in a notebook, and then asked them to write a note.

These villagers are now much more courageous than before. In the past, they only made tofu, and many people had to wander for a long time and couldn't make a decision. Now, when they heard that Luo Sanlang wanted to borrow corn seeds for them, they all borrowed them in three or five dou. Luo Yong planted four acres of land half a bucket of corn before. According to this calculation, five dou of corn had to plant for forty acres. Some people seem to plan to use most of their family's fields to plant this.

After these people borrowed corn from Luo Yong, other villagers soon rushed to Luo’s yard.

There are only 10 or 20 families in their small village. If each family sends a representative, there will be not many people coming. However, now the adults and children are crowded in the Luo family's yard, which will be lively.

It was noisy and finally sent all these people away. There were villagers riding Yan'erfei from Xiaohe Village, who ran to Luo's yard with sweat and asked Luo Yong whether he would lend seeds to them.

Xiaohe Village is close to Xipo Village, and many families are close to each other. It is not surprising that someone will go to report a letter to his in-laws when encountering such a thing. Luo Yong has a lot of contact with Xiaohe Village. When he saw someone asking, he agreed and asked the two little babies at home to bring clean water to the guest, asking him to drink the water first, sit down and rest.

"Oh, I can't stop. I'll go back to report the message to them." The man gudugu drank a few mouthfuls of water and hurriedly pushed Yan'er to run outside the Luo family yard. He turned back halfway: "Sanlang, we've agreed that you have to keep it for our village, don't lend it to others."

"Please rest assured, if you say you will definitely have yours." Luo Yong calmed him down.

"Oh." The man responded with great energy, rode the swallow flying and rushed out far away.

The people in Xiaohe Village are also very courageous. They say that they can build their own roads. Now, from Xipo Village to Xiaohe Village, a cement road has been paved. Many families in Xiaohe Village have also set up Yan'erfei. They travel between Xipo Village on weekdays, which is much more convenient and quicker than before.

In the evening, a group of people from Xiaohe Village rushed to Xipo Village, all of whom were looking for Luo Yong to borrow grain to grow. After a while, other villagers who were closer to their Xipo Village rushed over.

Luo Yong was always there, as long as he was sure that he was a nearby villager, wrote down his name and origin, and recorded the amount of corn borrowed for them, and then he could go back directly with corn seeds from the Luo family yard. If there were any requirements, there was only one requirement, that is, each household would only borrow five dou of corn at most, and there would be no more.

It was seven or eight o'clock in the evening and it was getting dark. Luo Sanlang had borrowed all the corn seeds. Twenty-six ducts of corn were borrowed by the nearby villagers.

Luo Yong cleaned the yard, used the cornmeal ground in the afternoon, lit an oil lamp, and gave the children at home a burrito.

The new corn that I just recovered is an old corn variety from the past. It has a sticky and glutinous texture and has a bit of corn fragrance. Si Niang and the others can eat several pieces without dipping sauce.

"Is this burrito delicious?" Luo Yong asked them with a smile.

"Yeah, it's delicious!" The little ones nodded repeatedly. There is no fresh food these days, and they only eat it all day long. It's rare to change to a new variety. Even if the taste is average, these children will definitely find it delicious, not to mention that the burrito is really good today.

"I will make it with you another day. This cornmeal can be cooked with porridge and cooked cakes." Luo Yong said to them.

"I don't think there is much cornmeal left." Si Niang said with regret.

"What else?" Luo Yong pointed to a pottery urn at the corner of the wall and said, "I hid some secretly."

"Take it seriously!" Those pairs of black and shiny eyes first looked at the pottery urn at the corner of the wall, then turned back to look at Luo Yong.

"That's natural. I have hidden three dots in secret, which is enough for you to eat for a long time." Luo Yong said proudly.

"Brother, you are so awesome!" Si Niang looked full of admiration. She still remembered that when the corn seeds were not enough, she shouted to those people, "It's not enough, and each person will only borrow two liters, and there will be no more." That's really true.

"Shh! Don't go out and talk to others." Luo Yong taught these children to keep the secret.

"Well! I won't say it!" Liu Lang Qiniang and his two eyes smiled into crescent shapes, both of them were proud and excited.

"Of course I can't talk about it." Si Niang looked as if she was taken for granted.

"..." Goro... Goro was eating cakes seriously, and he didn't even hear it.

The brothers and sisters gathered around the stove to eat cakes. Luo Yong fried one and they ate one. They ate until they were full and couldn't bear to stop. While eating delicious corn cakes, they felt very interested and fun.

Their brothers secretly hid three buckets of corn kernels! No one in the village knew about it, only their brothers and sisters knew about it.

Children's every family have rich imagination. As long as you create a little atmosphere for them, they can have fun.

In fact, to be honest, it would be fine if these three buckets of corn were spread. After all, it was the Luo family's own corn, so it was their own business to decide to keep some of them.

When Luo used to grind cornmeal this morning, he took a step back in front of the villagers. Later, he saw a chance and hid him. Since he had hidden it, he was not afraid of anything others said. If there was such a blind eye, Luo would have to ask them to taste the coffin board when he was used.

In short, this year, the Luo family only has three buckets of corn to eat, and five belly and five mouths are not enough. As for selling money, forget it.

Luo Yong now thinks that it is appropriate to owe some foreign debts, mainly very safe. If you owe any debts outside, if you want to kill him, those creditors will not agree.
Chapter completed!