Recently, Han Xi had been immersed in the joy of the harvest, but he had ignored the people in the city who had no land.
This made Han Xi feel dizzy for a while.
Will the potato purchase price be doubled?
Impossible, even if it was lowered, it would be useless. Chenjiagou only spent two thousand taels of silver, and all the shops in the city were out of stock and closed.
Unless Han Xi lowers the purchase price of potatoes by five times, that is, potatoes are purchased for two coins and one stone, which is almost three cents per catty.
Han Xi looked at the system panel.
Population: 33,001
Maximum troop strength: 1550/1650
Money: 28836 taels/silver
Popular support: 30
Food: 0 stone
The people's sentiment dropped by six points, but the money was twenty-eight thousand taels more.
Twenty-eight thousand taels, if replaced with wheat in the system, would be 70,000 shi of wheat.
This is just a small village in Chenjiagou. The income of those large villages with hundreds of hectares of land is simply unimaginable.
But Han Xi only invested 35,000 taels of silver.
In normal times, 35,000 taels of silver could buy 70,000 shi of wheat.
But now that there have been droughts for many years, it is probably difficult to buy a stone of wheat for five coins.
In a remote and difficult mountainous county like Yichuan, no one else would bring food in without a dozen of them.
Looking at the group of people crying on the ground, Han Xi thought for a moment and then said: "Okay, the government will recruit workers tomorrow. In one or two months, I won't starve you to death."
After hearing what Han Xi said, the people outside the Yamen stopped making noise, but they were very reluctant.
Others can earn more than 400 taels of silver from farming a year, but they only have 12 taels of silver at the end of the year.
As the saying goes, don't worry about scarcity but inequality.
This serious imbalance naturally makes the people in the city feel resentful.
However, Han Xi had no choice but to appease these people first.
You can't give them ten taels of silver a month, right?
The county magistrate's salary is not that high.
Moreover, each household in Chenjiagou has more than a dozen people, which works out to only three or four taels per person per month.
At that time, just give these city people a piece-rate bonus or something.
Besides, now that people in Chenjiagou have begun to grow vegetables, cheap vegetables will be shipped to the city for sale, and the people in the city will not starve to death.
Just like that, the people in the Yamen Gate quickly dispersed.
Mid July.
Wheat harvest in Yichuan has also begun.
At this time, Han Xi was presiding over the wheat harvest in Anning Village. Anning Village was one of the largest villages in Yichuan County, and the fields in the village were several times that of Chenjia Village.
If Chenjiagou hadn't been the first village where Han Xi settled, the water source in the village would have been robbed by Anning Village.
Han Xi shook a wooden barrel like he did in Chenjiacun, and a wooden stick came out from the inside.
The nearby townships were watching very nervously, because this wooden sign determined the actual amount of wheat tax for the entire county this year.
"Xu Dafa." Han Xi picked up the fallen wooden pick and chanted.
The people in Anning Village sighed when they heard this name. It was obviously a sign of fortune.
After looking at it, the faces of the dozen or so people around me also became ugly.
Soon, the people in Chenjiagou started to help harvest wheat with a smile.
The faces of the people in Anning Village turned dark.
Xu Dafa's land was fifty acres, and Han Xi did not redistribute the land to those who had not left the village.
This time only twenty acres were harvested, ten acres of dry land and ten acres of paddy field.
The people in Chenjiagou smiled and harvested the fields that were growing well. Hundreds of people harvested 20 acres of land at the same time, and it was completed quickly.
When the wheat is harvested, it cannot be weighed directly, and it must be threshed.
Han Xi built a drum and hand-operated threshing machine.
While harvesting in Chenjiagou, a machine on the side is threshing the wheat. The wheat falls off the linen and is piled into a small pile before being weighed.
More than an hour later.
Han Xi took the scaled number and looked at it, then read: "Ten acres of dry land, harvesting five dan of wheat, ten acres of paddy field, harvesting 7 dan."
Thinking, thinking, Han Xi paused, this industry is a bit too low.
The old farmers around him breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this number. It seemed that no one's fields had a good harvest due to drought.
"The land tax is 30%. One acre of dry land will yield one dou, five liters, which is equivalent to four cents and eight cents of silver. One acre of paddy land will yield two dou, one liter, which is equivalent to six cents and four cents of silver. When you transport wheat to the Black Wind Market, they will give it two cents. I bought it for ten cents per pound." Han Xi said without much interest.
The entire county covers 1,600 hectares.
There are 1,200 hectares of dry land and 400 hectares of paddy fields.
One hectare of dry land can yield 48 taels, and one hectare of paddy field can yield 64 taels.
In other words, the entire county can collect 83,200 taels.
This silver is really too little.
The people around them looked worried when they heard that nearly five cents per acre would be charged. However, they were relieved when they heard that the county government would come forward to purchase the property.
In previous years, government and businessmen colluded to exploit price differences to earn people's hard-earned money.
At this time, many people looked at the people in Chenjiagou with envy and jealousy.
The people in Chenjiagou felt like they were surrounded by wolves and their hair stood on end.
You can't blame the people around you for being like this.
Suppose a family has 40 acres of land. Due to drought this year, the harvest is poor, so the average yield per mu is about six bushels.
Forty acres is twenty-four shi, and if you pay 30% of the tax, you will still have thirteen shi and eight buckets left.
If another four shi of seeds are left, the family will only have nine shi and eight buckets of wheat.
Almost one family has 1,500 kilograms of wheat a year.
Planting 40 acres of land, there are at least ten people in a household, so each person can only produce 150 kilograms of wheat a year, which is about half a kilogram of wheat a day.
If you do nothing, you can live on half a pound of wheat a day.
But when farming is busy, at least one pound of wheat is needed every day.
This can barely sustain food and clothing, but it is impossible for a family to eat only wheat.
Like oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, cloth, everything is expensive.
Therefore, this farm family must have at least twenty stones of wheat on hand a year in order to have enough food and clothing.
"Well, everyone doesn't have to be depressed. Next year, another crop will be released, called corn. The government will purchase it at five taels of silver per stone. Everyone will endure it this year. Next year, Benzhi County will lead you to have enough food and clothing." Han I used to cheer up a group of people who looked a little depressed and said.
"Master Magistrate, can we plant potatoes next year?"
"Yes! Can we plant potatoes next year?"
The people around asked loudly.
Although five liang and one stone for corn sounds very tempting, potatoes are more practical. After all, potatoes have been grown by someone.
"Of course, potatoes can also be planted. You can choose potatoes, corn, and wheat freely. As for other things, you can also plant them, but the government will not come forward to harvest them." Han Xi said.
The people around them all had smiles on their faces when they heard that potatoes could be grown.
Han Xi thought about planting potatoes and vegetables in rotation, which would not hurt the land!
In this way, the tax on wheat in Yichuan County this year has been set, and then there will be three hundred government officials matching the system to collect the tax. Han Xi does not need to worry about this.
