Let’s not talk about previous years, let’s talk about last year. Due to the terrain and the annual waterlogging, it would be good to get back one-third of the food grown.
In the best year, the yield per mu was only about two stones, which is only about two hundred kilograms now.
This year, Su Qi'an carried out drastic reforms in Tucheng County, not only reclaiming and expanding wasteland, but also building water conservancy projects.
The original waterlogging disaster has been turned into a benefit for the people. Various reservoirs and waterways have been built in all directions. This year's yield per mu has reached at least 400 kilograms.
Although it is far from the modern yield per mu, it is quite astonishing that such a backward feudal dynasty in Great Liang could double the yield per mu.
Of course, this credit cannot be attributed entirely to Su Qi'an alone. Although Su Qi'an is intelligent and far-sighted, he does not know everything.
I don’t know much about cultivating crops and sowing seeds.
He didn't understand, but Su Qi'an had a large number of farmers who worked with the land all year round.
These people are also valuable talents, and with the help of other partners in the R&D department, Su Qi'an only occasionally provided them with some inspiration.
It opened their minds to new ideas for improving the current land and planting experimental fields.
After many experiments, observations, and records, we have standardized the soil quality, water volume, and what is suitable for planting.
This is the reason for the bumper harvest this year. These talents and partners in the R&D department are the real contributors.
Because it is the first year, time is a little rushed. If they are given a few or even more than ten years to cultivate and develop the crops, they are confident that they can achieve a grain yield of 700 to 800 kilograms per mu.
Su Qi'an will naturally support it strongly. Even if it doesn't succeed, it doesn't matter, but the path of research and development and training will definitely continue, no matter how much money is invested.
As long as we have food in hand, we have the confidence to develop and expand our scale.
As usual, Tucheng County, let alone a bumper harvest, barely manages to pay the official food, and there is not much left. It is considered good if the per capita can basically eat one meal.
This year, with this per mu of production, paying the official grain will at least ensure that the people in the city have enough to eat.
The three branches of Tucheng County were all immersed in joy. This was their most abundant year, and Su Qi'an assured them that everyone in the city would be able to eat.
But now, Su Qi'an has done it, which will only make the people admire this new master even more, and they want to dedicate their lives to Su Qi'an.
This is no exaggeration. Throughout the dynasties, if anyone can guarantee the territory under his jurisdiction so that every common person is not hungry, this achievement can be called a saint and will only make the common people worship and admire him.
Looking at the harvest of grain, the people's faces showed excitement. Their previous hard work has finally paid off.
All harvested grain must be registered uniformly, and the paid official grain shall be retained. The rest shall be distributed uniformly according to a standard based on the population of each household, age and age.
Grain distribution is something that every common person is eagerly looking forward to. While everyone is waiting patiently, suddenly, at the entrance of Tucheng County Yamen and on the edge of the wide square, the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly sounds.
Everyone looked at it. There were people riding horses. There were more than a hundred people. Behind them were a group of soldiers. In the front, there were three people wearing official robes.
This official uniform is recognized by everyone. It is the grain collection officer sent by the county to the subordinate counties every autumn harvest.
Although Tucheng County belongs to Su Qi'an, the area of Tucheng County also belongs to Qingcheng County.
Equivalently, Su Qi'an has two superiors, one is Su Qi'an and the other is Qingcheng County Sheriff.
After all, Daliang still has a certain degree of influence in Jiaozhou, and the territory under its jurisdiction is the six counties of Jiaozhou.
Tucheng County is under the jurisdiction of Qingcheng County. If Tucheng County is divided into two as before, the wells and rivers of both sides will not interfere with each other.
But after Su Qi'an killed the little priest, he integrated Tucheng County. After the integration, Tucheng County still had to obey the orders of Qingcheng County Governor.
The county's annual official rations, salt and iron taxes, poll taxes, etc. must be paid as usual.
This looks very
Strange, but that's the way it is.
Su Qi'an has jurisdiction over Tucheng County, as does Qingcheng County Sheriff. After all, he represents the official court.
If the tax is not paid, it is a lawless act and a provocation to the court.
Fortunately, Tucheng County is not a big town, so the taxes paid can be afforded during this autumn harvest, and there will still be some extra after the taxes are paid.
Su Qi'an had prepared this batch of official grain for Wu Yong early, so they knew that the grain collector would come, so they made preparations. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for the grain collector to enter the county.
The three grain collectors reined in their horses and stopped at the gate of the county government office. They looked a little shocked as they looked at the steady stream of grain being pushed in front of them.
But he quickly recovered and dismounted. Wu Yong was already waiting for them.
The two parties exchanged simple and polite greetings at first, and then Wu Yong said, "Thank you for your hard work for coming all the way. Tucheng County's official rations for this year have been prepared, totaling 7,800 shi. The accounts are here, so you can count them."
Wu Yong said this with confidence. In previous years, he had to work hard to raise so much. Now that he has paid the official rations, there are at least 5,000 shi of grain in the county, which can fully feed the tens of thousands of people in the city.
Tucheng County is just that big, and its population is much smaller than counties in other states. Normally, a county has to pay 20,000 shi of grain every year.
Tucheng County is only a small city and pays more than one-third of its grain. This tax is still very heavy for a poor county.
Fortunately, they met Su Qi'an, who not only integrated Tucheng County, but also carried out drastic construction, changing Tucheng County's appearance from before.
The people living in the city at least have hope.
The grain collection official who took over the account only glanced at it roughly and then said, "Well, I can certainly trust Magistrate Wu for this account, but this year, Magistrate Wu probably doesn't know that the official grain of Tucheng County is more than seven More than a thousand stones, but twelve thousand stones.”
"What...what." Wu Yong's expression changed.
He looked at the grain collector with disbelief in his eyes and asked, "Are you collecting grain? Is this robbery? Why did you increase the official grain in Tucheng County by 70 to 80%? Did you have an order to do this? How different from bandits!"
"With a levy of 12,000 shi of grain, are you going to let the people in the city drink the northwest wind? What you do is a waste of human life!"
The grain collection officer looked at the excited Wu Yong, his face was surprisingly calm, he waved his hand to stop Wu Yong's excitement, and said coldly.
"Wu County Magistrate, don't be so excited. We are also acting under orders. Don't you want to see the transfer order? This is the transfer order. Look, it is clearly written on it. This is not just talking casually."
As the grain requisition officer spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wu Yong. Wu Yong glanced at it and saw that it read very eye-catchingly on it: Tucheng County grain requisition, 12,000 shi.
On the lower right is the vermilion official seal of Qingcheng County Sheriff.
In Wu Yong's eyes, this color was so dazzling.
No wonder the Qingcheng County Sheriff and the High Priest did not make any move during their autumn harvest, and ended up waiting for them here.
When the autumn harvest is over, I will give them an order and kill them severely.
This is really abominable!
Wu Yong's face was ashen, and several grain collection officers seemed to have not seen it, talking to themselves.
"You can't blame others. Who told you that Tucheng County will have a bumper harvest this year? There is such a powerful owner of Tucheng. Since you have the ability, you will naturally make more contributions."
"After all, with great power comes great responsibility."
The grain collection officer's soliloquy was a kind of naked ridicule. Anyway, the transfer order had been issued.
Even if Wu Yong corrects one master, so what? He has more than one Shangguan, Su Qian.
If he doesn't pay the grain, there are ways to deal with him.
The grain collection officer looked at Wu Yong, whose face was ashen, and sneered at the corner of his mouth. He had no intention of paying attention to Wu Yong at all. The next moment, he was ready to order that all the twelve thousand dan of grain be transported away.
But the soldiers at the rear came forward, and just as they approached the carriage stacked with grain, an arrow came straight at them.
Fortunately, the soldier reacted quickly and dodged the incoming shot.
arrow.
The sudden attack suddenly caused the grain collection officer's expression to change. He didn't even need to give an order, and the soldiers behind him instantly swarmed up.
Holding a big knife and looking warily at a young man in the distance who was walking towards them.
Behind the young man, there was a burly man, holding a bow and arrow, aiming at them from a distance. The arrow just now was shot by this burly man.
If there was only this one person, they were not afraid, but behind the young man, there were soldiers who were not weaker than them.
The young man walking towards them was very familiar to the grain collection officer. He was Su Qi'an, who was famous in Jiaozhou and was the master of Tucheng.
Although Su Qi'an didn't speak, he gave them an inexplicable sense of oppression. Even after looking at him, the soldiers didn't dare to look at him for a while.
The grain collection officer had at least seen some scenes. Looking at Su Qi'an approaching, he plucked up the courage and lowered his voice and said calmly.
"Su... Lord Su, what are you doing! Do you want to stop me from collecting grain? You know that you are doing this, but you are violating the law of Daliang. According to the law, this is a serious crime!"
"Haha, I am more familiar with the laws of Daliang than you are. Don't use the laws to press me here."
"According to laws and regulations, even if taxes are increased, it must be approved by the state pastor and even the imperial court."
"Your Qingcheng County Governor is so bold that he dares to raise taxes without authorization? Why, does he really think that he owns Qingcheng County alone?"
"His words can determine life and death? If this is really the case, then I will have to talk to him."
Su Qi'an had a smile on his face, but his voice was cold. The expressions of several grain collection officers changed and they hurriedly said.
"This... this subordinate doesn't know. I'm just following orders. I think there must be a misunderstanding. Let's do this. We won't collect the food for now. We will inform the Marquis after we go back and report it to the governor." "
After saying that, the three grain collection officers got on their horses very wisely and wanted to lead the people away.
Just when they were about to leave, Su Qian's voice sounded again behind them.
"I said, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Since you don't know the transfer order, I think I will go with you. I'd better ask the county guard carefully to avoid any misunderstandings. It would be bad if there is a gap. "
"Does what you say about me make sense?"
Su Qian's words instantly sent chills down the backs of the three of them, as if their bodies had fallen into an ice cellar.
They knew very well the meaning of what Su Qi'an said, but they really couldn't believe it.
Is this Mr. Su so courageous? How can this be!
