Chapter 118 of Doting Your Own Husband

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Zhuang Fengshou held another vote on this matter. This time, everyone was willing to buy high-priced starch.

Vermicelli is so profitable that it is better for villagers to earn a few cents less than nothing at all.

Who knows what will happen this winter, so let’s finish what we did last year first. As long as someone sells them starch and the price is not too outrageous, then buy it!

Li Qiao informed Shopkeeper Wang of the village's decision, and then asked him one thing. If nothing unexpected happens, Li Qiao can go to a private school this year.

Li Qiao wanted to buy a small yard in the county town. He asked shopkeeper Wang to keep an eye on whether anyone was selling a house.

He will not be separated from Tao Zhu, so the house must be big enough for Tao Zhu to make snacks.

After playing in the county town for most of the day, the couple returned to the village.

Both of them were very happy, especially Tao Zhu. This experience was the first for him. He could actually go to the county town during the Chinese New Year. He was really not afraid of living in the county town at all now. He was fascinated by the lively and prosperous county town. , interested.

Happy times are always short-lived, and the New Year passes quickly. On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Li Qiao took Li Shu's wife, Zhuang Fengshou, and Village Chief Zhu to the county seat.

Li Shu refused to change her mind and insisted on letting Li Qiao put the business in her name. Li Qiao couldn't find a more suitable candidate, so he agreed.

The reason why he brought Li Yuning and Li Yuan with him was because Li Qiao wanted to register their household registration.

In Dasheng, a census is conducted every three years. Li Shu's household registration was previously erased from the household registration book of Sanliu Village, but now it has to be added.

This requires the village chief Zhuang Fengshou to be a witness.

In addition, Li Qiao also plans to buy ten acres of special land in Zhujiacun, which requires the company of village chief Zhu.

The last time Li Qiao bought a homestead, he gave the county magistrate money.

But this time, as soon as he took out the money bag, the county magistrate smiled and waved.

As the deputy of Jiangzhi County, the county magistrate knew about Li Qiao.

Jiangzhi County did not transfer him, but he valued Li Qiao, a young man. The county magistrate certainly did not earn Li Qiao's extra income.

As a result, today's work went particularly smoothly and was completed in less than a quarter of an hour.

When Li Qiao came out of the county government, he had an extra ten acres of land deed.

Li Shu's household registration appears in the household registration book of Sanliu Village. She is the head of the family, and under her name, two businesses, Lijia Vermicelli and Lijia Dim Sum Shop, are also registered.

After finishing the matter, Li Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She finally played a real role with her little brother. From now on, she will have to keep an eye on her little brother's business!

With this relationship, Li Qiao asked Li Shu to start making dim sum. After the Chinese New Year, his dim sum business would be open again.

Tao Zhu is the happiest person to have ten more acres of land in his family.

This time, his and Li Qiao's names were written on the field deed. The two names looked so beautiful side by side that he read them several times every day.

Once you have a field, you have to cultivate it. I missed winter wheat before, but now you can plant spring wheat.

Wheat is too expensive, and now that his family has many people eating, he just wants to grow wheat.

Tao Zhu's idea was naturally arranged by Li Qiao.

He did not hire anyone, but handed it over to Zhujiacun.

The people in Zhujia Village have to work for him for five days every month. He only has ten acres of land, and he can definitely plant it in five days.

So, after the Lantern Festival, when the temperature rose, the people of Zhujia Village spent several days planting wheat on Li Qiao's family's ten acres of special field.

Zhujiacun now regards Li Qiao as the God of Wealth, and does not need Li Qiao and Tao Zhu as supervisors. They work quickly and well.

After the Lantern Festival, spring returns to the earth, the cold is driven away by the sun, and the winter wheat in the fields gently sways the young seedlings in the spring wind.

The winter leisure is over, and there is work to be done in the fields——

irrigation.

There is little rain in spring, and irrigation at this time is all manual and slow. In addition, farmers grow a lot of wheat, so according to the villagers' habit, they start irrigating a few days in advance.

Therefore, the article Zhuang Wen wrote today is centered around drought.

The private school has started, but he took leave. This twelfth lunar month, he learned a lot by discussing knowledge with Li Qiao.

He felt that he gained more from Li Qiao than from the private school, so he took a few days off.

"Brother Wen, although your article is well written, it has no new ideas."

In the study, Li Qiao read Zhuang Wen's article and made a sharp comment: "The methods you gave were all used by the imperial court. You have no innovations of your own."

"this……"

Zhuang Wen couldn't help but stroke his beard, frowned, and said with a distressed look on his face: "Besides the common methods, what other new methods can we use?"

"As I said in the snow disaster article, if you want to really solve these disasters, you must not only have the court's usual methods, but also have money. If you don't have money, how can you provide disaster relief?"

Li Qiao pointed to the words written on the paper about digging rivers and wells: "Only with enough money can we dig enough wells and build enough water conservancy facilities. If that doesn't work, we can also buy grain from other places."

"The drought can be completely solved by not allowing people to starve during the drought and not allowing people to have the opportunity to rebel."

Li Qiao memorized the Holy Sage's essays by heart, combined with Jiang Zhixian's praise for leading the villagers to make money, and the topic of a strategy to get out of hell, he had only one idea for solving the problem:

It can really solve practical problems, appease the people, and give them a way out instead of leaving them desperate.

If you want to really solve practical problems, instead of just talking about the disaster relief methods that everyone knows about, you need money.

If you have money, you can stock up on food and supplies on weekdays.

If you have money, you can build a lot of water conservancy facilities and infrastructure.

As long as you have money, you can solve 99% of the problems in this world.

Therefore, although Zhuang Wen's policy essay is well written, many candidates can write it, so Zhuang Wen will still fail.

After Zhuang Wen heard this, his face immediately wrinkled into a bitter gourd. He felt that this was very reasonable.

But he can't make any money.

"Brother, look at the current situation of our village, and look at the enthusiasm of the surrounding villages to roll up their sleeves and try something big. I really envy you."

Because of the reduction in starch and the fact that there is work in the fields, the sweet potato workshop is open every three days.

But because they have made money and have a bright future ahead, the people in Sanliu Village now walk with wind and their faces glowing.

This kind of mental outlook was supported by Li Qiao.

As for those from other villages.

In the beginning, my uncle's family in Zhujia Village and Li Dashan raised ducks and pigs. However, within a month, several nearby villages, such as Dahe Village and Xiaogang Village, have all started raising ducks and pigs.

Of course, each household does not raise much, because they are not allowed to raise more buckwheat, saying that it will make them sick and all the farmers will be doomed.

But because the days are busy, the villagers in several nearby villages are also very motivated.

This kind of mental outlook was also supported by Li Qiao.

But he can't hold it up!

He can't make snacks.

I can’t even think of such a genius way to make vermicelli.

How does he make people rich?

Li Qiao looked at Zhuang Wen's troubled look and wanted to comfort him. Today's policy topics all give specific place names. Although Dasheng is vast, it can be simply divided into three areas: mountains, water, and plains.

He has already listed the money-making measures that can be implemented in each region. Even if it cannot make the people in the area rich, it can still allow the local government to make a little money.

Zhuang Wen's level represents the level of the vast majority of candidates, so as long as Zhuang Wen has a little innovation, he will win.

Zhuang Wen's exam is a race against other candidates. He doesn't need to write a brilliant essay, he just needs to surpass other candidates.

But at this time, Tao Zhu's voice came from outside the study.

"Li Qiao, I made grain and soy milk. Do you and Brother Wen want to drink it?"

"Drink!" Li Qiao stood up from the chair immediately.

Tao Zhu pushed open the door and walked in carrying a tray. The tray contained freshly made grain and soy milk.

Although corn juice tastes good, it will make you tired if you drink it continuously. Moreover, Tao Zhu is concerned about the children.

This kind of concern does not mean that he is eager to get pregnant. He does not want to get pregnant right away, but he wants to take preliminary measures for pregnancy.

He felt that the reason why he hadn't gotten pregnant for so long was because he had lost his body when he was at Tao's house.

So he wanted to replenish his health.

Li Qiao naturally supported Tao Zhu's idea. He didn't know why Tao Zhu wasn't pregnant yet, but it was always right to replenish his body.

There were no cows in Pingcheng and he didn't drink milk, so he thought of soy milk.

Just soy milk was a bit monotonous, so he made five-grain soy milk.

"Today's five-grain soy milk is made from rice, corn, soybeans, peanuts, and sesame seeds, with a little sugar in it. Brother Wen, you and Li Qiao try it quickly."

Tao Zhu said and put the tray on the desk.

He had already drank a bowl, and it was delicious.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhu." Li Qiao picked up a bowl and handed it to Zhuang Wen, thanking him with a smile.

Hearing this, Tao Zhu smiled softly, looked at him for a few seconds, and then turned around and went out.

Li Qiao waited until Tao Zhu closed the study door before looking back.

Zhuang Wen clicked his tongue, admiring him that after being married for so long, he still felt so bored.

He was thinking this way and was about to pick up the bowl and taste it when Li Qiao said: "Brother Wen, this kind of grain and soy milk should not be available in many places. You can make some money by selling this."

"ah?"

Zhuang Wen looked up in confusion.

His eyes shifted back and forth between Li Qiao's face and the soy milk in the bowl. How could it be like this?

"Brother Wen, as long as you are a little better than the other candidates, you will win."

Li Qiao said again.

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