Manbao thought for a moment, then said, "But my father says farming is fundamental. Even if my fourth brother and others go out to do business, they must first cultivate the land at home. Business makes a lot of money, but I always think, if making money as a merchant becomes very easy, won't many people abandon the land to manage business? What about the grain then?"
Bai Shan nodded, "This is exactly my concern, so we still need to find ways to increase grain production. Unfortunately, the new wheat seed is only one kind, and I have checked the manor's ledger statistics these years, and the grain seems to be degrading."
Manbao said, "It's not degrading, but adapting."
Bai Shan questioned, "Adapting?"
Manbao nodded confidently, "It's adapting to our environment, evolving into grains more suitable for local growth and spread. Haven't you noticed in previous years the wheat fields' highest and lowest yields varied greatly? But it's stabilized a lot these past years."
