The average yield of ratoon rice per mu in Dahe Village is more than 130 kilograms, and the whole village pays 1/5 of the tax, adding up to more than 10,000 kilograms of grain.
Li Zheng called three ox carts from the village, and each cart also towed a pallet cart behind it, but they still couldn't fit in, so he had to drag part of it to the town and hand it over before coming back to transport two more.
Three ox carts hauled thousands of kilograms of grain from Dahe Village all the way to Ping'an County, attracting the attention of countless people.
The bullock cart finally stopped at the gate of the county government office.
Master Yuan came out after receiving the news, full of surprise: "Zhao Lizheng, this, this is..."
"I've seen Master Yuan. This is the food tax paid by Dahe Village." Zhao Lizheng smiled honestly, "It's a total of 13,400 kilograms. Only one-third is here, and the other part will be shipped later."
Master Yuan was overjoyed: "Take the initiative to hand over the grain tax. It's really worthy of the county magistrate to ask for credit for everyone in Dahe Village!"
This time there was a bumper harvest of regenerated rice. The county magistrate had written a post a few days earlier and submitted it. The entire post was talking about the achievements of Dahe Village. From the beginning to the end, he never mentioned the county magistrate’s own efforts. If it weren’t for Lord County Magistrate, I am afraid that only Dahe Village in Ping'an County can have a good harvest. As for Fenghuang County, Hekou County and others, they probably don't even know what regenerated rice is.
The county magistrate worked hard to increase grain production. He did not mention his own contribution in the post. Instead, he always highlighted the contribution of the villagers of Dahe Village.
He is not worthy of the county magistrate.
But now that he saw the food handed over by Dahe Village, at this moment, he seemed to understand why the adults admired this small village so much.
All the thirty-six villages in Ping'an County have regenerated rice and all have good harvests, but only Dahe Village takes the initiative to pay taxes.
This village, under the leadership of Zhao Lizheng, is prosperous, enlightened, and organized...
Magistrate Shen walked out of the door and saw so much food in front of the county government office. His eyes were slightly warm. These food will be sent to Huzhou, to the provincial capital, and then distributed by the capital to places where food is needed. I don’t know how much is left in the hands of the people, but it is better than nothing and can prevent countless people from starving to death.
"Of the thirty villages under Ping An's jurisdiction, Zhao Lizheng has given me the most peace of mind." County Magistrate Shen sighed, and then his tone suddenly became serious, "Master Yuan, draw up a notice and tell each village to collect taxes according to their grain output. , collect them all and send them to the county government granary within three days. If there is any violation, we will take action!"
"yes!"
Master Yuan went to do it immediately.
Except for Dahe Village in Ping'an County, the other villages have never thought about paying taxes. Every year, they have to pay a portion of the rice, wheat, beans, quinoa, etc., but they do not need to pay the taxes for the vegetables and radishes they grow themselves. This time, the fields grew unexpectedly. From their point of view, the grain that comes out does not need to be taxed, and all the grain is dried and put into the warehouse with peace of mind.
When the government order was issued, many villages united and openly resisted the order, with Lijiagou and Guihua Village being the most violent.
Magistrate Shen had anticipated this, so he directly sent his yamen officers to suppress it. He caught a few outstanding birds and beat them twenty times in front of the public, and then threw them into prison. This trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys is useful at any time. People were afraid of being locked up, so they took the initiative to pay taxes. However, these villages were not as lucky as Dahe Village. They had to pay one-tenth, which was the tax rate stipulated by the court.
Ping'an County is vigorous and resolute, and Baiyun County, Hekou County, Fenghuang County directly applies this model to collect taxes and grains. However, the situation in the neighboring counties is not very good, because there were not many villages that left rice piles, and Fenghuang County is slightly better. Yes, if other counties can collect three to four hundred kilograms of tax grain, it is considered a high price.
When nearby counties and towns were making a fuss over the issue of regenerated rice, Cheng Wanwan was taking her children to make steamed buns.
The whole village gave her nearly two thousand kilograms of grain, and she also wanted to give something to the people in the village.
The new rice produced from regenerated rice tastes better than the first-crop rice, and can be sold at a higher price in her portable shopping mall system.
I exchanged 70 to 80 jins of recycled rice for 100 jins of white flour and started making steamed buns. I can probably make about 2,000 steamed buns. Each household can give about ten steamed buns. Although it is not as good as ten jins of rice, it can It is enough to represent your own thoughts.
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There were too many steamed buns to make, so the whole family came to help. Eggs and goat's milk were specially added to the flour to add a sweet flavor. The strong ones were responsible for kneading the dough, the careful ones were responsible for making the steamed buns, and the ones who didn't know how to do anything were responsible for watching. For the fire, Cheng Wanwan is responsible for steaming the two thousand steamed buns in dozens of pots. While steaming the pot, he arranges for his children to deliver the steamed buns to each house.
When the villagers received the steamed buns sent from Cheng Wanwan's family, they were all filled with emotion.
"Da Shan Niang is really getting better and better at being a good person. Think about it, a few months ago, she was still a bastard who abused her daughter-in-law."
"What are you talking about in the past? Dashan Niang's family is different. They live in a big house, ride in a carriage, study and learn martial arts. They are about to change their family."
"Dashan Niang is getting richer and richer in business, and she doesn't look down on us farmers. Look at these steamed buns, they are big, white and have a fragrant smell."
"I just took a bite. There must be eggs in this steamed bun, and it also smells like milk."
"Didn't she raise a ewe at home? She must have put goat's milk in the steamed buns. Wow, it's really delicious. It's better than the steamed buns sold in town!"
Mrs. Zhang's discordant voice came from the crowd: "Humph, I bought you with just a few steamed buns, look at this potential!"
"Aunt Zhang's family is rich, so she should look down on our steamed buns." Zhao Sidan said with a smile, "Then I will send Aunt Zhang's steamed buns to Granny Zhu's house, let's go!"
Zhao Sidan rushed into Mrs. Zhu's home with two big bowls in his arms.
Mrs. Zhang stared angrily: "You, Zhao Sidan, you bastard..."
She also sent ten kilograms of rice to Cheng Wanwan's family. She should have had a share of these white steamed buns!
"Mother Dagang, the officials in the Zheng family are powerful and rich. Their steamed buns must be more delicious than those from Dashan's family, right?" Aunt Wang said with a smile on purpose, "It's normal for you to look down on these steamed buns. When will you give them to me?" Can your niece bring some steamed buns from Zheng’s house for us to eat?”
Granny Zhang snorted: "Steamed buns are something that the Zheng family doesn't care about. They eat delicacies from the mountains and the sea. They are things you can't even imagine. When there is a chance, I will ask my niece to come back and show everyone the world!"
While eating steamed buns, the villagers gathered around her and continued to ask: "What are the delicacies of the mountains and seas? Tell us about them."
The aroma of the steamed buns came, including the aroma of white flour, eggs, and a strong milk aroma... Mrs. Zhang's saliva flowed out with a slurp. She was afraid of being laughed at, so she swallowed it to save face. , he said vividly: "The delicacies of mountains and seas are bird's nests, bear paws, beef... whatever is expensive will be eaten..."
Cheng Wanwan took out the last pot of steamed buns and used an extra-large bowl, holding ten in each bowl.
She stood at the door and shouted: "Sidan, come back!"
Zhao Sidan ran back quickly and took the big bowl from Cheng Wanwan's hand: "There are still Master Yu and Master who haven't sent it. I will send it to Master Yu."
He turned and ran away.
Cheng Wanwan took ten steamed buns to the old house.
When she passed by, she saw He Xiao sitting in the yard drinking tea, and she didn't know where his tea came from. She took a closer look and found that it was the leaves of the persimmon tree in the village. This was the first time she knew that Persimmon leaves can be used as tea.
She was even more certain that He Xiao should come from a wealthy family, otherwise he would not have the habit of drinking tea.
She stopped for a moment, bought a pack of Silver Needle tea from the mall, and walked in with them.
