The chief took the paper from Hanhan's hand. He knew all the words and understood the meaning, but he couldn't write it if he was asked to write it.
"Hanhan, I'll go back to find them. You have a good sleep and dream more. Yeah! Hey hey hey!"
"Hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian watched the chief leave.
The head of the store went home first, copied a copy, and wrote down how to turn brown sugar into rock sugar.
The three of them from Li Zhixian were strolling around the livestock shed. He sniffed and said, "I thought the livestock land would have a bad smell, but it doesn't happen here."
Guanxian Cheng and Chief Zheng also discovered this problem. There was a smell of feces, but it was not strong.
Someone appeared in front to replace the straw in the livestock pen, and the replaced straw was pushed away in a cart.
"Um, how many days do you change it?" the chief clerk asked.
"Once a day, it will smell bad if piled too much, and it will be bad for the animals." The villagers stopped moving.
"Where to send the straw?" the chief clerk asked again.
"We sent them to the big pits for fertilization. There are many livestock and we are worried that there will not be enough straw. Before other villages burned it down, our village got a lot of food in exchange for it."
The villagers explained, by the way, the problem of high consumption.
"Do you have enough food to eat?" The county magistrate also had questions.
"Where can I grow enough grain? Buy it. The chickens we eat today were obtained by the local farmer in exchange for grain from other villages."
“Where did your village get the money to buy food?”
"Of course... I don't know." After the villager finished speaking, the cart left quickly. Bad guy!
The county magistrate looked at the villagers: "A village suddenly became rich and knew how to interplant rapeseed and ramie after harvesting rice. It's extraordinary!"
The chief clerk agreed: "There must be someone with guidance behind the scenes, otherwise Zhu Yichang..."
As he spoke, he shook his head, absolutely not believing that anyone in Xiaqiu Village could do this.
"Let's wait until the animals grow back." Li Zhixian observed the animals and could see that each animal was well taken care of.
Some of the horses in the county's stables were still wilted, while the animals in the village looked in full spirits.
More than three hundred! Not a single sick person was seen.
Walking from beginning to end, the head of the village trotted over and stopped to catch his breath: "Oh! Look at the newly opened land?"
"Okay! It's time to take the trouble." Li Zhixian was polite to the mayor, and there will be meat to take away later!
"Yichang, the livestock in the village are so energetic, why did they open up two thousand acres of wasteland?"
Li Zhixian made some estimates and worked slowly. The animals could plow at least 400 acres a day.
The head of the village smiled and said: "Hey! You don't just have land, you need people to plant it. The total number of men, women, old and children in Xiaqiu Village is 550.
Two thousand acres of new land is enough for farming, but if we add the original land, we will be exhausted and unable to do it! "
The three people in Li Zhixian didn't know what to say. Is this the trouble of happiness?
"In this case, it would be better for you to buy less livestock, but you..."
"Livestock are not bought by the village. There are more females than males. When the animals have babies, the number increases and they can be sold to neighboring villages or rented to others at a low price."
The head of the village told Hanhan's plan to lead the people around him to live a good life and how to protect themselves.
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "How to make money in my Xiaqiu Village."
Li Zhixian's hand holding the paper paused: "Yichang, have you thought about it?"
"As citizens of the Ming Dynasty, we should do our best to do things that benefit the country and the people."
Everyone in the village sings a high tune, but it's all about friendship anyway. As long as there are Hanhan in the village, there's no need to worry about missing out on ways to make money.
After planting the land, repair the mountain temple.
Li Zhixian looked at the director carefully, took the paper, and slowly unfolded it.
What caught my eye was what Zhu Wentian wrote. After reading it, his eyes turned red, he was worried about the country and the people!
Looking down, he looked surprised. Brown sugar turned into rock candy? So this is what Yangtang did?
"No wonder your village is rich. You can buy brown sugar and sell it as rock candy, which is ten times the profit."
Li Zhixian understood. He handed the paper to the county magistrate, and the bookkeeper looked at it together.
“I sold it twice, once for two thousand catties and once for four thousand catties, and I don’t dare to sell it again.
The rock candy sold in the village is larger and whiter in color than foreign candy.
The foreign sugar is not as good as the ones in our village, and ours is a little more expensive. "
The head of the village told the three people in Li Zhixian about the advantages. Compared with foreigners, we are different.
After reading it, the county magistrate and the chief secretary were shocked by the method of making rock sugar and touched the heart of the village chief.
They folded the paper and gave it to the magistrate. The magistrate solemnly put it in his arms and said, "I will be the one to submit the paper. From now on, foreign candy will not make money for the people of the Ming Dynasty."
"Let's go to the front to see the new land." The head of the village walked ahead first.
The three officials are now in a good mood, which is a great achievement! What's wrong with eating some meat? We are doing business.
"Let's see if we can exempt Xiaqiu Village from land tax and labor service." The chief secretary suggested.
"Yes, the divine plan cannot be in vain, otherwise there will be no successors?" The county magistrate supported.
The magistrate clicked his lips twice, feeling very unhappy in his heart.
Now that Xiaqiu Village is exempted from taxes and servitude, does Xiaqiu Village need it?
They have so many big animals, they can hire people to farm them, and if they charge less rent, they can provide enough for the people in the village.
Last year, the village provided me with food and no labor.
"Yichang! If you have something to sell in the future, don't be afraid if you sell it in Xuancheng." Li Zhixian gave a guarantee.
"Thank you, magistrate." The head of the district didn't really believe it.
In front of it is the former wasteland. He said: "Two hundred acres are planted with purple flowers and two hundred acres are planted with soybeans. The rest of the land is replenished with fertilizer and plowed twice after the rain."
"Purple grass? What's the use of growing it?"
The county magistrate was puzzled. This was the first time he heard that good land was used for planting grass.
"Feed the animals. The tofu we eat today is made by the village itself. The bean dregs and soybean cakes made from soybean oil are all fed to the animals."
"People can eat bean dregs and bean cakes, no wonder the animals grow well." The county magistrate realized.
The magistrate squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil and looked at it: "The soil seems to be mixed with other soil, are they different?"
"Dreed the river in the winter, silt and other things, and fertilize the fields."
The village chief will not tell others about the peat this time, and will dig it in his own village.
Um! We need to buy more coal and pile it up.
Some of them were originally used as firewood to feed livestock and make pens for livestock, using straw as the source of firewood.
In the past, I couldn't bear to buy coal. It had to be transported a long way and cost money.
Nowadays, there are animals pulling carts, and money is no longer an issue.
I'll finish harvesting the hemp and rapeseed in two days. So many things, all worth money.
The people in Li Zhixian County didn't know what the director was thinking. They thought it was really mud.
All the silt in the village has been given to the cotton fields, and the cotton is the only one that eats the fertilizer!
Li Zhixian patted the mud on his hands and said: "It would be great if all villages were like Xiaqiu Village!"
"At least people must be united." The head of the village gave a basic condition.
"Go back and sit down and rest for a while. I'll go back to the county seat later."
Li Zhixian shook his head slightly, and everyone was united?
He wasn't in a hurry to go back, so the meat probably wasn't ready yet! The people in Xiaqiu Village are rich, and eating their meat will not hurt their conscience.
Everyone came to the house chief's house together, and the chief made tea for them.
"What kind of tea is this? It has a refreshing fragrance and a sweet aftertaste."
Li Zhixian recalled that there was no similar tea sold in the county.
"When you go back, take two bags with you, wild tea trees in the mountains, and put them in the pot."
Li Chang casually introduced that in fact, where there is peat, there are wild tea trees.
I saw it last year, and I was thinking about it, and I harvested it when I was hauling peat before the Qingming Festival this spring.
Back in the village, Hanhan personally cooked the rice, and each family in the village got a few kilograms of it.
"This tea is for sale..." The bookkeeper calculated the price.
"We don't sell it. We only sell salt tea. Our village drinks it ourselves."
The manager interrupted the other party, saying that selling rock candy is dangerous enough, but how dare you sell tea? crazy?
