"Drive, drive...oh, drive, you better go! If it doesn't work anymore, take this donkey off."
In a land reclamation area, a donkey suddenly became stubborn, and it was hard for people from other villages to beat the donkey.
A person from Xiaqiu Village came over, looked at the donkey, and said with a smile: "This donkey is good and fat! Brother, have you ever eaten soy sauce donkey meat?"
"I have trouble eating pork, so where can I eat donkey meat?" The other party shook his head.
"Let's eat tonight. Let's kill this donkey. Then... look, let's go."
Before the people in the village could say what was behind, the donkey pushed forward. It was probably too tired just now, so it took a rest.
The villagers from outside the village chuckled: "Okay, if you don't work, you can kill them for meat. That's a good trick. There is so much land in your village. If you need someone to help plant it, remember to call out."
The villagers hesitated and said, "Perhaps it will be during the rice harvest time, or a few days later. Don't you plant rapeseed and ramie?"
The other party pursed his lips and said, "Grow it, plant it. I'll rent a big animal from you when the time comes. Grit your teeth and get tired. It will be fine next year."
"Actually, it's not very tiring. What we need to grow in our village is easier than transplanting rice."
The people in this village thought of themselves last year. Just after harvesting the rice, Hanhan asked them to plow the land and rent livestock from other villages.
In less than a year, there were nearly 400 livestock in the village.
In the evening, the village sent the hired people back again and still gave them food.
"Hanhan, the wasteland has opened up, and the fertilizer can't keep up. If I plant wheat this fall, will it grow well?"
There are fried grasshoppers in the house, so I drink wine and worry about getting fat.
"Dig, mud, and then chase, fat, hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian thought for a while and could only do this.
There are many livestock in the village, and a lot can be transported back at one time. When the wheat is planted and there is time, top dressing will be done.
If you want to buy wheat next year, it will be more expensive and the yield will be low, so maybe it won’t be shipped here.
Historical records record: In the fourth year, there was a drought in Shaanxi, Henan, Shanxi and Changzhou, Linhao, Beiping, Hejian and Yongping in Zhili.
The four years here refer to the fourth year of Hongwu, that is, next year.
The dry areas in Henan, Hebei, Shanxi and Shaanxi are all areas where wheat is grown, making life difficult for the people.
He had no choice but to tell Zhu Yuanzhang face to face.
Even if he says it, what can Zhu Yuanzhang do? Can God control it?
Drilling wells requires manpower, artificial rainfall? What a joke!
…
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was remembered by Zhu Wentian, was also eating in the evening.
The rice cooked by Queen Ma contains vegetables and meat.
Zhu Yuanzhang was happy to have a drink today.
"Chongba, why are you so happy?" Queen Ma could see that Zhu Yuanzhang was happy.
"Sister, the question book that was sent urgently today is about growing jute in paddy fields in Xiaqiu Village, Xuancheng County, Ningguo Prefecture.
It is said that it is better for the rice to wait until half of the rice has eared before transplanting the jute seedlings planted elsewhere.
This year, Xiaqiu Village harvested an extra crop of rapeseed and ramie. They also came up with the rock sugar before. "
Zhu Yuanzhang told the happy news that the people could grow one crop and another row of crops.
From now on, there will be no shortage of food, cloth, or oil.
The people of the Ming Dynasty had enough to eat and they could beat whoever they wanted.
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of wine, took a bite of chicken, and tasted it carefully.
Queen Ma smiled after hearing this: "Since you asked people to collect brown sugar, the price of brown sugar has increased. I heard that it is also expensive for foreigners to buy our rock sugar."
"Two hundred and thirty cents per catty, hum! You still want to use candy to make money from me, Daming?"
Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes. Recently, the imperial court had collected brown sugar, and all the brown sugar collected was made into rock sugar and sold to foreigners through the Shipping Department.
Foreigners shouted that it was expensive and bought hard, thinking that they could make money by transporting it to other places.
"Then there are capable people in Xiaqiu Village, Chongba." Queen Ma praised.
"Ability, thinking of so many good ways." Zhu Yuanzhang agreed.
"It's not just that. Chongba, just wait, I'll get the things."
Queen Ma left her seat, walked to the side, took out a wooden box, opened it and showed it to Zhu Yuanzhang.
The box is covered with cotton cloth and four things are placed.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it and sniffed: "This is...soap? Why isn't it round?"
Queen Ma pointed at something: "This is not soap made from acacia, it is better than acacia soap.
A businessman bought it from Xuancheng and sold it in Nanjing. Our boss sent it to me.
A piece of soap like this costs 500 Wen in Xuancheng, and 700 Wen in Nanjing. It’s not easy to buy it! "
"Is this... so expensive?" Zhu Yuanzhang knew the prices, especially Yuanxiang soap.
The thing in front of me is five times more expensive than soap made from honey locust. Who made it?
"Who sold it? Why is the boss willing to buy it?" Zhu Yuanzhang thought and asked.
"How could the boss buy it himself? It was given to him by officials from the Ningguo Mansion and he borrowed his hand to give it to us. Chongba, where do you think this soap comes from?"
Queen Ma shook her head and made it clear when her eldest son asked her to give her something.
Zhu Yuanzhang rolled his eyes: "Isn't it also Xiaqiu Village?"
"Zhongba guessed it right. The first time in Xiaqiu Village was 500 yuan, and the second time it was 1,000 yuan.
This soap was given to Ningguo Mansion officials by the village for trial use. They said they didn't know whether it would be useful or not and asked the officials to help them use it.
The other type has no fragrance, but has a faint fishy smell, which is used for washing clothes. "
Queen Ma nodded and introduced the origin of the soap, but the officials had no money to buy it.
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned when he heard this, and then he patted the table gently for a while: "It's not a trial, it's clearly a bribe.
try out? Giving something for use is called a trial, but shouldn’t giving something for food be called a trial?
Should we just give the money and let the officials try to spend it? "
"Hehehe..." Queen Ma laughed: "Then Chongba, are you punishing officials?"
"They said it themselves, how can they punish them? If they want to punish them, they must also punish the crimes of Xiaqiu Village.
You know how to give gifts to officials, but you don’t know how to give gifts to me, the emperor? Can I still treat them badly? "
Zhu Yuanzhang complained that he would not directly ask for things from the people. When there were good things, he had to pay for them.
“Speaking of which, officials actually tried it. County officials went to villages to see people’s livelihood, and they used to bring their own dry food.
Now after seeing other villages, I finally went to Xiaqiu Village and ate there without bringing any dry food.
The boss said that officials wrote letters saying that the villagers in Xiaqiu Village had meat and wheat every day. "
Queen Ma took the message and told Zhu Yuanzhang that there was such a powerful village.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "If you have money, you will naturally have meat. Who is the master in the village? Are you willing to become an official in the court?"
He was moved. Is there a hermit in Xiaqiu Village? It is impossible for ordinary people to add many methods to the village.
Queen Ma shook her head: "The boss said that the officials didn't know. When I asked the chief, he said he figured it out himself.
oh! The boss mentioned one thing. The official wrote in the letter that before the drought, the village clearly had a river, but it had to work hard to drill four wells, so there was nothing wrong with the village during the drought. "
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded again and again.
He doesn't care about local officials writing private letters to the prince. Does the boss want to rebel? No problem, support.
