"Ah! Uncle Zhang, why are you here by yourself? Where are the boys in your family? How can they have the nerve to let you hand over the food yourself? How can you pull so much food!"
"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay. I still have some strength in my old arms and legs. My family has a lot of food this year, and I can't finish it in one trip. Those boys are behind, and they have more food over there!"
"Hey, I hear what you mean. This year is a good harvest year. Your crops seem to be doing well. How much is the yield per acre?"
The old man named Uncle Zhang put down the cart in his hand, made two gestures proudly, held his head high and said proudly:
"Eighteen generations of our old Zhang family have been digging food in the fields. It's hard to say anything else. Among those who serve crops from all over the country, who dares to claim to be number one if we consider him second?
Sigh... that is to say, this land has just been divided for a year and has not been fully cultivated. This season, I barely harvested more than 270 kilograms from one acre of land, which is only 70 kilograms more than those poisonous people. , It’s nothing, it’s nothing…”
As soon as Uncle Zhang said these words, there were bursts of exclamations around him!
Although everyone is better at taking care of crops than the local Shendu people, and the yield is slightly more than them, the most is only thirty or forty kilograms per acre of land.
This guy is awesome!
The yield of one acre of land actually increased by one-third for him!
The yield per mu is 270 kilograms!
How is this done!
Bull! ! ! Bull! ! !
"Awesome, Uncle Zhang! The yield per mu is 270, how do you take care of me?
My land only weighs about 230 kilograms, but I do weeding and fertilizing every day without stopping. Why don't I have as much as you do? "
"Yes, Uncle Zhang, how do you serve your family? There are so many of them?
I remember there were three boys in your family, right?
You old couple plus three boys, you all got fifty acres when the land was divided, right?
The yield per acre is 270. Doesn’t it mean that your family directly harvested more than 10,000 kilograms of grain, which is more than 100 kilograms!
Amazing! "
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The people around him exclaimed in surprise, and kept asking Uncle Zhang if he had any secrets.
But Uncle Zhang just raised his head slightly and moved forward slowly with a proud smile on his face. He felt much more relaxed while pushing the cart in his hands.
He is not stupid, this is a secret of their old Zhang family, how could he tell others.
It’s OK to be envious, but to learn? no!
While pushing the cart forward, Uncle Zhang was still thinking in his mind.
You must first repay the money you borrowed from the government office for three years, and your family tax for these three years will be 90%.
My family has harvested 135 shi of grain this season, and we have to pay 121 and a half shi in tax.
This means that in the end, I will still have 13.5 stones left.
There are 1,350 kilograms of grain, and the three and a half grown-ups in the family have to eat about two kilograms of food every day. In addition, my husband and I are getting older, so one kilogram per person is enough.
In one month, the weight of my family's food is only 240 kilograms based on full meals.
Four months is only 960 kilograms of grain, and there is still nearly 400 kilograms of grain left!
At the end of this year, my family’s grain reserves can exceed 1,200 kilograms!
So rich!
Since the 18th generation of the Zhang family, that generation has a family that can store so much food. It is good to be able to have a full stomach. It is simply a beautiful idea to want to save food!
Uncle Zhang's old face couldn't help but bloom like the blooming chrysanthemum as he thought about it!
It’s a comfortable day!
There are more than 1,200 kilograms of grain. When the time comes, I will sell some and buy some things for my family. I will also buy a cow. The work in the fields will be easier in the future.
The eldest and second child are not too young now, and will soon be getting married. If they save for two more years, they can get wives for all three of them!
By then, even if the three of them give birth to seven or eight fat grandchildren for their old couple, they will be able to raise them.
When they can no longer work in a few years, the old couple will be able to enjoy their family life. At that time, they can take care of their grandson all day long, and then go fishing with Lao Litou and Lao Wangtou to live out their old age.
This day is so beautiful just thinking about it!
It’s better to be governed under the crown of King Yun!
If this were in the pass, how could those dog officials look at me and have a good life and be eager to squeeze the oil out of myself!
Where can untouchables like myself live such a good life?
Thinking of this, Uncle Zhang immediately made up his mind. No matter what, he must follow the footsteps of Prince Yun, grow more grain to pay taxes to the prince, and let the prince raise more troops. Only in this way can he resist the Tatars outside the customs and return the favor. There are poisonous people and outsiders from the east.
Although this poisonous man is said to be very easy to fight, he was just robbed of another county by the prince not long ago.
But as long as he pays more food, the prince will have enough food to feed more troops, and guard the rear of Yunzhou County, and his family will be able to live a good life in Nanli County safely!
If the prince does not have enough soldiers, just one of the three boys in the family will be left to carry on the family line, and the others will be sent to the prince to serve as soldiers to fight against the Tatars and outsiders!
Anyone who dares to go against the prince is going against us!
Yes, fuck him!
No one wants to ruin our good life now!
As he thought about it, the smile on Uncle Zhang's face became even more uncontrollable.
When the others saw it, they tutted, but didn't say much.
Because their ideas are similar to Uncle Zhang’s.
Although they don’t have the secret farming secrets like Uncle Zhang’s family.
But they also gained a lot.
After eating, there is still a lot of food left, which is definitely the happiest thing for them as farmers!
At this time, at the entrance of Fengshou Village, the officials and government servants who came to collect taxes had already set up a station at the entrance of the village.
Dozens of large buckets for weighing grain were placed on the ground waiting to be used.
The clerks of each county government first registered the names of the people who came to pay the grain, recorded the tax rolls, and then asked the government servants to help the people start weighing the grain.
Bags of grain were opened and poured into the bucket. When the bucket was flattened and the yamen were about to report the count, the people who were pouring grain were still pouring grain into the bucket.
This immediately shocked the Yamen servant, and he quickly stopped him.
"Hey! What are you doing! Isn't this bucket of dendrobium already full? Why are you still pouring it into it?"
The people of the Song Dynasty who were stopped were stunned when they heard this and said:
"It's full. Isn't it still top-notch?"
This time it was the Yamen servant's turn to be confused and asked in confusion: "Coming out of the top? What kind of top?"
The common man immediately gestured with his hand to stand on the top of a tower and explained:
"Just fill this bucket of dendrobium until the grain comes to the fore. Only then is it considered a bucket. It was always like this before!"
The yamen servant suddenly became even more confused.
What the hell? Couldn't this Hudou just pretend to be flat?
When does it have to be filled to the brim to be considered a bucket?
I don’t read much, so don’t fool me!
Seeing that the government officials still looked confused, the common people suddenly expressed dissatisfaction:
"Are you a newbie? You don't even know how to be a government servant?
When we were in the pass, the government officials were very skilled. Not only did the grain in the buckets rise to the top, they would also step away from a distance and kick their feet, so that the grain could be compacted, and then pour the grain to the top. This was considered A fight.
You're a yamen servant. You don't even understand this. You entered the yamen through the back door, right? "
The yamen servant suddenly became even more confused. He understood every word the people said, but why couldn't he understand the combined meaning?
Isn’t Hudou just pretending to be flat?
Why do you still have to stand out and fight?
What kind of operations are these?
No one taught him this before he became a government official!
Just when he was confused, a scribe wearing a green shirt and a Dongpo scarf came to him.
With a smile on his face, the scribe bowed his hands and bowed to the common people who seemed a little angry because they were delayed by "unfamiliar government servants".
"Xiao Fang, the county chief secretary, has met my father-in-law!"
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(End of chapter)
