Chapter 21: Worry about the country is not true or false
Chapter 21: No real or false feelings about the country (third update)
Author: Farmers' pot
Chapter 21: No real or false feelings about the country (third update)
The inner child took the paper from Hanhan's hand and knew all the words and understood all the meanings, but he couldn't write them out.
"I'll go back to find them. You can sleep well and dream more. Well! Hehehe!"
"Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian watched the long stay away from the village.
The village chief first went home, copied one copy, and wrote the method of turning brown sugar into rock sugar.
Li Zhixian and the other two were walking around the cattle shed. He sniffed: "I thought the place of livestock smelled bad, but it wasn't here."
The county magistrate Guan and Zheng Zhuan also discovered this problem, and the smell of feces was not heavy.
Someone appeared in front of him and replaced the straw for the livestock circle. The straw that was replaced was pushed away by a car.
"Well, how many days will you change it?" the chief clerk asked.
"Once once a day, it smells bad for too many piles, and it is not good for animals." The villagers stopped.
"Where is the grass sent?" the chief clerk asked again.
"There are many livestock to send to the big pit, and the straw is not enough. Before other villages are burned, our village will exchange a lot of food for it."
The villagers explained and talked about the issue of high consumption.
"You have enough food?" The county magistrate also had questions.
"Where is enough to grow the grain? Buy it. The chickens I eat today will be replaced with the grain from other villages."
"Where do you get the money to buy grain in your village?"
"Of course... I don't know." After the villagers said that, they quickly left. Bad guy!
The county magistrate looked at the figure of the villagers: "A village suddenly became rich and knew that it was extraordinary to intercrose the rapeseed and ramie after harvesting rice!"
The chief clerk agreed: "There must be a master behind the scenes, otherwise Zhu Yichang..."
As he said that, he shook his head, absolutely not believing that Xiaqiu Village has such ability.
"Let's wait for the growth to grow back." County Magistrate Li observed the animals and could see that each animal was well-picked.
Some of the horses in the stables in the county were wilted, and the animals in the village were full of energy.
More than 300 people! No one was sick.
Walking from beginning to end, trotting over inside, stopping and panting: "Oh! Look at the newly renovated land?"
"Okay! It's time for trouble." County Magistrate Li is kind to the local chief, and he will take away the meat later!
"Yichang, the livestock in the village are looking at the spirits. Why did they reclaim two thousand acres of wasteland?"
County Magistrate Li estimated that he would work slowly, and at least 400 acres of livestock were plowed out in a day.
The village chief smiled and said, "Hehe! It's not that there is land, but people need to plant it. The men, women, young and old in Xiaqiu Village have a total of 551 bites.
Two thousand acres of new land are enough to plant, and with the original land, we can’t even work even if we are exhausted!"
The three men of Magistrate Li didn’t know what to say. Could this be the trouble of happiness?
"Since that's the case, it's better to buy less livestock, but you..."
"The livestock is not bought for the village. There are more animals, and when the baby is raised, the number of animals becomes larger, they can be sold to neighboring villages or rented to others at a low price."
The village chief told Han Han’s plan, and took the people around him to live a good life and protect himself.
As he said that, he took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "I can make money in Xiaqiu Village."
Li Zhixian's hand holding the paper was paused: "Yi Chang, have you thought about it?"
"As a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, you should do your best to benefit the country and the people."
The village chief sang high-profile, but it was always a friend. As long as the village had a silly person, he would not be afraid of making money without any loss.
After planting the land, cultivate the mountain temple well.
Magistrate Li looked carefully at the village head, took the paper, and slowly unfolded it.
It was written by Zhu Wentian. After reading it, his eyes turned red, worried about the country and the people!
Continue to look down, he showed a look of surprise, brown sugar turned into rock sugar? So this is how foreign sugar is done?
"No wonder your village has money. It's ten times more profitable to buy brown sugar to make rock sugar."
County Magistrate Li understood and handed the paper to the county magistrate, and the chief clerk looked at it together.
"I sold it twice, two thousand kilograms at a time and four thousand kilograms at a time. I dare not sell it anymore.
The rock candy sold in the village is larger and whiter than the rock candy of foreign candy.
Foreign sugar is not as expensive as our village, we are a little more expensive."
The village chief told Li about his advantages. We are different from foreigners.
After reading the county magistrate and chief clerk, they were shocked by the rock sugar making method and moved by the heart of their hearts.
They folded the paper and gave it to the magistrate. The magistrate solemnly put it in his arms: "We will definitely be a letter, and we will not want to make money from the people of the Ming Dynasty in the future."
"Let's go ahead and see the new land." The village chief walked first.
The three officials are in a good mood, and they are one great achievement! What's wrong with eating some meat? We are doing serious business.
"See if we can exempt Xiaqiu Village from land tax and labor." The chief clerk proposed.
"Yes, the divine plan cannot be offered for nothing, otherwise how could there be later?" the county magistrate supported.
The magistrate whispered twice, feeling very uncomfortable.
Now that Xiaqiu Village is exempted from taxes and labor, does Xiaqiu Village need it?
There are so many large animals, you can hire people to farm, and collect less rent, which is enough for the villagers.
The village gave the grain last year and did not work.
"Yichang! If you have something to sell in the future, don't be afraid in Xuancheng." County Magistrate Li gave a guarantee.
"Thank you, magistrate." The village chief didn't believe it very much.
The former wasteland was in front of him. He introduced: "Two hundred acres of purple flower land were planted, and two hundred acres of soybeans were planted. The rest of the land was replenished and tilled twice after the rain."
"Purple flower plant? What's the use of planting it?"
The county magistrate wondered, it was the first time I heard that I had taken the land to plant grass.
"Feed the animals. The tofu I ate today was made by the village. The bean dregs and soybean cakes squeezed with soybean oil were fed to the animals."
"The people who can eat bean dregs and bean cakes, no wonder the animals look good." The county magistrate realized.
The magistrate squatted down and grabbed the soil and looked at it: "The soil seems to be mixed with other soil, two?"
"In winter, clear the river, silt, etc., and fertilize the fields."
This time the village chief won’t tell others about peat, and go dig in his own village.
Well! You have to buy more coal and pile it up.
Some of the ones that were originally burned as firewood were fed and placed in the animal circles, and the straw was just there.
In the past, I was reluctant to buy coal, so I had to travel far and spend money.
Nowadays, there are animals pulling carts, so money is not a problem.
After collecting sesame and rapeseed in two days, all the things are money.
The few people from Magistrate Li didn't know what they thought, they thought it was really mud.
All the silt in the village is given to the cotton fields, so cotton is fat!
Magistrate Li patted the mud on his hand: "How great would it be if all the villages were as follows!"
"At least, people must be united." The village chief gave a basic condition.
"Go back and sit and rest for a while, and we will return to the county town."
Magistrate Li shook his head slightly, everyone was in harmony?
He was not in a hurry to go back, probably the meat was not ready! Xiaqiu Village has money, and eating their meat will make your conscience not hurt.
Everyone came to the house of the village chief and made tea for the village chief.
"What kind of tea is this? It tastes fragrant and has a sweet aftertaste."
County Magistrate Li recalled that the tea sold in Xia County was not as good as the other one.
"When you go back, bring two packs of wild tea trees in the mountains, and pick them up a few times in the pot."
Inadvertently introduced inside, there are actually wild tea trees in places where there are peat.
I saw it last year that Hanhan was thinking about it, and this year, when I was pulling peat before Qingming Festival.
When he returned to the village, Hanhan personally fryed it, and each family in the village had a few pounds.
"This tea is to be sold..." The chief clerk calculated the price.
"If you don't sell it, you can sell it for salt and tea. We drink it ourselves in our village."
If the village chief interrupted the other party, selling rock candy is dangerous enough. How dare you sell tea? Crazy?
Chapter completed!