Yang Hao's sudden attack stunned Yang Jingming, Li Yuan, and Li Er.
That field was filled with useless wood wool. Was it worth spending a gold biscuit to buy it?
A gold biscuit was worth a hundred taels!
Yang Jingming opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Yang Hao's firm gaze, he suddenly swallowed all his words.
Others could raise doubts, but Yang Jingming believed that Yang Hao must have a reason to do so. Thinking of this, he walked up and said seriously,"Liu-shi, just accept this money. My son Yang Hao said he would accept everything in your field. You can't compensate me!”
Liu-shi held the gold cake, her lips trembling with excitement. Suddenly, she shouted,"Yang Wen, kneel down in front of your benefactor!"
Yang Wen kneeled on the ground without hesitation.
"What are you doing?" Yang Hao's expression was stunned. Seeing that Liu-shi was also about to kneel, he quickly supported her to prevent her knees from touching the ground and hurriedly said,
"Aunt Liu, get up first. We're doing business here. You give me the things in the land, and I'll give you money.”
"Benefactor, this old woman knows that you are looking for an excuse to make this old woman accept this golden pancake.”Liu-shi wiped her tears and shook her head. She said with a sobbing tone,"
"This old woman was tricked by that merchant and caused dozens of acres of land to have no harvest this year. However, this old woman is not really stupid. If it were not for your help today, the two of us would not have the face to live in Yangxing Village.”
And you still say that you're not really stupid?
Yang Hao looked at her speechlessly. He felt that there was no one in the world who was more foolish than her.
Was there wood wool in the ground?
He was gravely mistaken!
They were all real cotton!
The origin of cotton is India and Arabia.
Before cotton was introduced into China during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, China only had kapok that could be used to fill pillows and mattresses. There was no cotton that could be used to weave cloth.
Before the Song Dynasty, there was only the word "Mian" beside the silk belt.
However, there was no word "cotton" beside the wood.
The cotton seeds that Yang Wen's mother, Lady Liu, had bought because she had been deceived were the same cotton seeds that had flowed into the Great Tang from the outer regions!
Dozens of acres of land, all cotton!
Yang Hao felt like he was looking at money.
At this moment, the old man and Li Er looked at him strangely, thinking that he had gone crazy.
Apart from being an ornamental item, wood wool was at most used as cotton wool to keep out the cold in winter. Moreover, the children of high officials and rich families did not fancy this kind of wood wool. Most of them used goose down and duck down with silk quilts.
This was also the reason why the wood cotton did not increase in price.
Yang Hao was too lazy to pay attention to the strange eyes of the old man and his "temporary groom". After persuading Liu-shi for a long time, he let Yang Wen help her to bring the gold cake home temporarily.
"Yang Hao, what are you planning to do?" Although the old man felt strange, he was more curious about what Yang Hao would do next. The young man in front of him was extraordinary, and his moves were even more amazing. Perhaps he could turn waste into treasure.
"To earn money," Yang Hao blinked.
"How do I earn money?"
The old man's eyes lit up as he looked at Yang Hao with a burning gaze. He really admired Yang Hao's ability to earn money.
"You'll know when the time comes." Yang Hao smiled but didn't say anything. After all, if he told the old man that the cotton in these fields could be woven into cloth, he wouldn't believe it until he saw the finished product.
"Then this old man will wait and see how you earn money. It's getting late, so this old man will go back first and come back another day.”The old man tilted his head and saw a whistling sound in the distance. He knew that something was going on in the palace, so he smiled and cupped his hands at Yang Hao and Yang Jingming."Farewell."
Yang Jingming quickly cupped his hands and said,"Be careful on your way."”
After the nameless coachman and the old man left on the snow-white Ferghana Horse, Yang Hao followed his father back to the black horse carriage and drove home.
"Eh?" When the carriage slowly arrived at the door of their house, Yang Hao and his father were stunned at the same time. They saw Yang Wen standing at the door of their house, scratching the back of his head.
"Benefactor!"
When Yang Wen saw Yang Hao and his son return, he hurriedly walked over and cupped his fists at Yang Hao in a serious manner."My mother said that I can't help at home. She told me to protect my benefactor from today onwards!”
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