Is this a hint that I will be promoted in the future? Now I am only in charge of the department manager of the Dafang branch, as long as I do a good job this time, I will be slowly promoted to the grandmother in charge of the internal affairs of the entire Hou Mansion in the future, and when converted into a modern position, it should be...... General manager of the head office?

Yes! If so, the prospects are still very good. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fang Caiwei's heart was hot, but then she was a little puzzled, Mrs. Secret Dao, could this be a temptation for me? Oh, no, no, if you say temptation, it's only after I threaten my boss's position that I do it. But now if my wife wants to take care of the house, let alone me, the bundle of our younger generation is not enough for her to slap in the face, under absolute power, what temptation is used?

As soon as he thought of this, he nodded in agreement. Mrs. Chang smiled: "Okay, you go back, plan well, don't live up to the expectations of the old lady and me." ”

"The daughter-in-law will do her best." Fang Caiwei saluted, turned to leave, and only touched her chin when she left the courtyard door and said: "Bisi, you said that your wife is not too old, she has been in charge of the house for so many years, and she is also in order, why did she suddenly have the idea of delegating power?" ”

Beth blinked her eyes and pointed to her nose again: "Grandma, you ask me?" ”

Fang Caiwei: ...... "Forget it, I'd better go back and ask Green Branch." ”

Bess smiled: "That's right, I'm responsible for making grandma laugh, and Sister Greenbranch is the one who gives advice to grandma." ”

"you." Fang Caiwei glanced at Bes: "Are you so ashamed?" ”

"Grandma, the slave is not ashamed, you said, the slave is called self-aware."

Fang Caiwei: ...... Do you really want to take Bisi out when you leave the house in the future? I won't be by this scumbag who can't support the wall, right?

Back in the courtyard, because Mrs. Chang is only saying this at the moment, Fang Caiwei did not spread the news. Because he was sitting in the house pondering, he suddenly heard that Jing Zeming was coming, so he hurriedly stood up, saw someone coming in, poured a cup of tea, and saw that there was no girl outside to follow up, so he smiled and said: "The boss came to inspect me again?" You've been inspecting a bit a lot in the past two days, but what did I do not do well that worries you? ”

Jing Zeming smiled: "Don't worry too much, I was thinking that you said earlier that several crops in the backyard are going to be harvested, so come and see, if there is a place where you need help, can't I still make some effort?" ”

"Don't say that, what kind of identity are you, how can you do this kind of work?" Fang Caiwei was taken aback, but saw Jing Zeming and said with great interest: "If you go to Zhuangzi to do this kind of work, you will naturally lose your identity." But if it's in your own backyard, it's farming, you know? I heard that the emperor also farmed the land himself in the palace. ”

Fang Caiwei thought to herself that the emperor still had time to farm? Are you well fed or do you care about farming? But since Jing Zeming said so, she also understood the other party's intentions. Once he accompanied the emperor to gallop on a horse during the autumn hunt and galloped to the edge of the farmland, being able to know several crops would undoubtedly add a lot of points to him.

So I readily agreed. Then he said what Mrs. Chang said to herself today, only to hear Jing Zeming wonder: "This is what Mrs. said?" ”

"What words? It wasn't my wife who said it, did I make it up? Fang Caiwei rolled her eyes, but saw Jing Zeming muttering for a while, Fang nodded slowly and said: "Mother is not a powerful person in the first place, although she has managed the mansion in an orderly manner over the years, I don't see how happy she is." Probably these days, seeing the old lady living leisurely, I am a little envious, and I also want to let go of the power of the housekeeper and live a comfortable life for a few days. ”

This coincides with what Fang Caiwei is thinking. There are many people in this world who are obsessed with power, but it must be admitted that there are also people who just want to spend a leisurely life without worrying, such as when they reach the status of Mrs. Chang, no one dares to bully her, she doesn't have much desire for power, and it is normal to want to let go of power and concentrate on enjoying life at this age.

The husband and wife talked for a while, and then went to the backyard to look at the crops together, only to see that many of the two acres of corn were left with only poles left, Jing Zeming was surprised: "This has been harvested?" ”

Fang Caiwei smiled and said, "Harvest? Where is the harvest? Reasoning, this is not harvested until after the Mid-Autumn Festival. But our family doesn't need it anymore, these days everyone eats step by step, eats dripping through the stones, eats persistently, and is almost exhausted. Fortunately, by this time, the corn was already old and not tasty, otherwise even the other ones would not have been saved. ”

"It's a pity." Jing Zeming nodded: "I think this corn cob is bigger than ours." ”

"Master, you really will say, this is what I kept to prepare to be a seed, I was originally to pick a big one, and after so many days, can it not be big?"

Jing Zeming nodded, and suddenly said, "Since this corn can be eaten, it has been a month now, right?" Eat up two acres of land in a month? Didn't you say this thing was produced in high quantities before? Now, it seems that it is just fine. ”

Fang Caiwei smiled: "Do you think that this corn is only for the old lady, do you like to eat?" Aunts and girls also like to eat, and there are relatives in the clan, so the people in this house also want to try it, right? You still have to reward people at every turn, which day will you not break three or five hundred sticks? More than a month, nearly forty days, how many are you counting? How can you still say that the yield is not high? ”

Jing Zeming really calculated carefully, and then said with a change of color on his face: "Forty days, three or five hundred sticks a day, that is more than ten thousand rods, even if there is only half a tael of grain for one stick, those two acres of land also have a yield of six or seven hundred catties, no wonder you say that the yield is high, it is indeed higher than rice and wheat." “

"It's not just that. Ye now only sees these outside, but it is not like a sheep that has been swept away, and there is still more than half an acre behind that has not been touched, I have calculated, these two acres of corn land, how can there be a yield of 12300 catties. However, this is because we serve well, and if we plant it in the field, the yield will probably be a little worse. ”

That's actually half the yield of modern corn. But considering factors such as seeds, fertilizers, soil fertility, etc., this number is already very scary.

Who is Jing Zeming, he immediately realized the importance of this product to agriculture, because he nodded frequently, and asked Fang Caiwei to introduce him to other crops, yields, how to plant, etc., just like an agricultural student facing a final exam.

While Jing Zeming was studying seriously, Wen had just entered Mrs. Chang's house.

"Madam, this is a pear that was bought back from the kitchen, and my daughter-in-law thought that my wife seemed to be a little hot in the past two days, and her lips were dry, so she specially cooked a bowl of white fungus lotus seed autumn pear soup for you, how about you try it?"

Wen took out a delicate large porcelain bowl from the food box, opened the lid, scooped the soup into the small bowl with a big spoon, held it in both hands, and respectfully handed it to Mrs. Chang.