After Xia Xiucai finished speaking, he shut up and regained his stupor, but his singing had already made the cattle dealer unable to find him at all.
Jiang Zhi suppressed his surprise and did not mention Xia Xiucai. He just smiled and said: "Boss Niu, why don't you introduce these cows yourself first?"
The cattle dealer flinched. He was usually eloquent in front of customers, and even to Xu Genyou, Tian Gui and the others, they could speak eloquently.
At this time, it felt like a lump of glutinous rice cake was stuffed into the mouth, which could not be opened or turned around.
He felt like he was talking to his ancestor.
However, in front of his men and the hundreds of villagers on the field, he still had to express something: "These calves... well, they are all very good. Just give them whatever price you think is right!"
This troubled Jiang Zhi: Talking about business is just a back-and-forth between you and me, what's the matter with leaving it alone like this.
Moreover, I don’t know how to read cattle, and Xia Xiucai only knows how to endorse, so how should I choose?
Fortunately, Tian Gui and the others have used cattle before. Although they are not as articulate as Xia Xiucai, they still understand the basic rules.
All the elderly people in the village came, and they talked to each other, and Jiang Zhi finally decided on two calves, and chose the remaining one because it had a "suspected" whirlpool that Xia Xiucai had read about.
The corner of the cattle dealer's mouth twitched crazily, but there was no lobbying.
Regarding the price, the cattle dealer did not explicitly discuss the price, but quietly told Jiang Zhi.
Now the Pingchuan County government is supporting farmers and has told people in the cattle market that farmers who buy cattle will receive subsidies.
Cattle are an important material for agriculture. After a farmer buys or sells them, he needs to report to the government. After the cow dies, he needs to report again before he can eat meat.
As the village chief, she could still tell the villagers to buy them for eighty taels, but in fact she only paid the price of four or five cents in previous years.
Then go to the government to apply for ten taels and receive half of the government subsidy privately.
One cow is 2 taels of subsidy, two is 4 taels, and some money is deducted from the villagers... Yes, it is really a good way to make money!
If you lie to the villagers and hide it from the government, you basically don’t have to spend any money.
Jiang Zhi snorted coldly: "How much supplement can you receive from the government?"
The cattle dealer chuckled and changed the subject: "I was afraid that you wouldn't know, so I reminded Village Chief Jiang that this is the rule."
"Village Chief Jiang, I'll give you a price of more than four taels of silver. I swear to God that I didn't make a penny. I just want to ask you, the scholar, to recite the Ox-Xiang Sutra again."
The cattle dealer said the last word with a flattering tone.
He also did not expect that he did not make any money in Xujiacun and even lost money.
Not only did he have to hire someone to drive the cattle and feed them fodder for a few days, but he also had to wear a good pair of cow nose rings.
Jiang Zhi was silent for a moment and didn't mention the subsidy again. This kind of thing has been going on since ancient times, and she couldn't change anything.
He just said: "It's easy to listen to the cattle fortune teller. Let's buy two cows, and you have to pay a real price for the other mule. That mule is not a good mule."
"Piglets and lambs don't make much money either."
There was also a mule among the animals brought by the cattle dealer, but no one in Xujia Village took a fancy to it because it was an old mule.
It’s easy to tell the age of an ox, horse, or mule, and even someone who knows a little bit about it can’t hide it.
“Look at the mouth of a horse’s teeth, and look at its growth rings on a tree.”
Mules are a cross between a horse and a donkey, so the calculation method used is that of the horse.
What about "six years old and one mouth, all directions and eight circles", "bite down Zhongqu Twelve and Thirteen", "border teeth are round for fifteen years"
A mule can live up to thirty years. Now this mule has lived for twenty years. Due to years of hard work, it has become very thin and old, and cannot afford a higher price.
Those piglets and sheep are okay, and several families want to raise them.
The cattle dealer was overjoyed when he heard that he could recite the Cowherd Sutra to himself once.
Although he was somewhat heartbroken when he heard that Mule Piggy could not make more money, he still gritted his teeth and agreed.
Jiang Zhi also didn't expect that the knowledge gap in society was so wide.
Professional livestock herders are illiterate, and their knowledge of the "Xiangniu Jing" is only passed down orally.
In order to take the imperial examination, the scholars who had no strength to restrain themselves took it as an honor to read a lot of books. Even if they knew the agricultural scriptures by heart, they still despised farming.
Farmers and students are two groups that should be interdependent, but they don't understand each other the most. One is floating in space and the other is crawling in a mud ditch.
The villagers did not know the final price given by the cattle dealer, but the group of eight did.
A calf costs four taels and five cents, a piglet costs one hundred cents, and a sheep costs one hundred cents.
Xu Gensheng was very disappointed. The price was really not high and there was no need for him to bargain. He felt that he had lost his usefulness.
In addition, Jiang Zhi told them about the government subsidies.
Xia Xiucai was not there at this time, and the remaining people were very excited when they heard the news: "Magistrate Zhang is such a good official. I have never heard of this before."
"Yes, in the past when we bought cattle, we had to ask the village chief to go to the Yamen to report, but I never heard that he would be given a pound of corn or a few pennies, and I had to pay for travel expenses."
Wu Yang was a little angry. His hometown used to be a big village, and his family used to have a small fortune.
However, the exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes have become heavier year after year, coupled with the loss of my grandma’s family due to illness, I was forced to owe a large amount of high interest, and I didn’t want to go back.
Xu Genyou pursed his lips and said nothing, his face wrinkled tightly. In the past, people in Xujia Village had never heard of any subsidies for buying cattle.
He didn't dare to say whether it was the old village chief Xu Maoping's problem or the previous government's problem.
Anyway, everything has changed now. Aunt Jiang is the village chief, and the government has supplementary money.
The group members sighed repeatedly, and Xia Xiucai was also experiencing a baptism.
In Li Laoshi's small bedroom, Xia Xiucai sat on the edge of the bed made of wooden boards. The cattle dealer, who was in his fifties, knelt down respectfully and listened to the "Buddha Sutra".
"Xia Xiucai, you are really my rebirth master, the God of Wealth. I have to kneel down to listen!"
Compared with the previous melodious recitation, Xia Xiucai translated it word by word into dialect this time.
He may not have described the parts of the animal accurately enough, but the cattle dealer would understand.
Moreover, the vague words that those masters spoke with only a half-understanding suddenly became clear.
The cattle trader knows that if he learns the complete "Buddha Classic", he will definitely be the leader in the cattle market in the future.
Under the almost crazy gaze of the cattle dealer, Xia Xiucai was in high spirits, with no sign of decadence at all.
He asked in confusion: "Master Niu, why don't you let me bring a handwritten volume with me?"
Let yourself write a book that you can read at any time, and it can also be used more conveniently to teach others. For now, I just let myself recite the annotations orally.
The cattle trader patted his trouser legs and stood up, laughing: "I can't read, and my children can't read either. If I write it down in a booklet and accidentally drop it, others will learn it."
Xia Xiucai looked confused: "You are all illiterate?
That’s right, Village Chief Jiang can’t write, Er Rui and the others can’t, none of them can!
Just me! Haha, I am the only one who can do it! But what's the use? What's the use of reading? What a waste! "
Seeing Xia Xiucai start to chatter again, the cattle dealer hurriedly called Jiang Zhi: "Village Chief Jiang, Xiu Cai has finished speaking. What's wrong with him?"
Jiang Zhi saw that Xia Xiucai's eyes were blurred, and he was afraid that he was remembering the bad past again.
I wanted to enlighten you with a few words, but if you can't find the cause of your heart ailment, talking about it will be of no use and will only tear people's scars. Moreover, people have many mouths at this time, so it's not easy to talk about it.
He had no choice but to ask Er Rui and Wu Yang to take him home to rest, and then ask about the "Xiangniu Jing" when they had time.
