Chapter 4: Many plans will last a long time

Author: One Pot from the Farm

Chapter 4: Many plans will last a long time

"I caught a big one."

"Mine is fast too."

"There will be fish to eat again tomorrow!"

The children cheered from time to time, but Zhu Wentian frowned.

He recalled the records in the book that land taxes were paid normally. For official land, the tax was five liters, three and five spoons, for private land, it was reduced by two liters, for rented land, it was eight liters, five and five spoons, and for unofficial land, it was one dou and two liters.

Official land belongs to the yamen and the land awarded to officials, civilian land belongs to ordinary people, re-leased land means that the local environment is good, the yield per mu is high, and more can be harvested, and unofficial land refers to the land that has been confiscated by officials.

People in the village gave the government three liters, three combined and five spoons of grain per acre.

To serve as a corvee, a person generally had to work for thirty days a year, and one hectare of farmland was enough for one man.

One hectare is equal to one hundred acres. If one person has one hundred acres of land, what will happen if the land is less than one hundred acres? It's easy. If others have more, they will be counted on you, and then you will be given money and food.

If there is a lot of land but a small amount of land, a tenant will be used as a husband, and the owner of the land will pay one stone of rice for his use. If the landowner is not a tenant, but the husband will be counted as an acre, the husband will pay two liters of rice per acre and five units.

One acre of land will give you two liters and five taels of grain. If the village does not want to send people to work, then it will also have to provide one acre of land with two liters and five taels of grain.

A little more will catch up with the taxes that need to be paid. It is very expensive and ordinary people are reluctant to part with it and would rather work.

"In the future, people in the village will not be able to serve in the army. It will waste time and be dangerous to do hard work outside."

Zhu Wentian was calculating and turned his eyes to his friends.

The children are still excited to fish, and for them, there is a joy of harvest.

They never thought that fish could be caught like this. They tied a few knots on the hemp rope and tied earthworms on them. When the grasshoppers were thrown into the water, fish would bite them.

In the past, I used to catch fish directly into the water with my hands, or put a bamboo basket in the water. After catching fish for a long time, I couldn't catch a few fish.

Zhu Wentian's eyes turned to the side. There were a large number of perillas by the river, which were ripening one after another, not much different from the time of harvesting rice.

He thought about it and started to break it off at the root.

"Brother Hanhan, what are you doing?" The little girl always stared at Zhu Wentian, curious when she saw him breaking off the straw stick.

"Yes, hehe, I want it." Zhu Wentian continued to break it off.

"Brother Hanhan, I'm tired, can't you cut it with a sickle?" the little girl reminded.

"Oh? Hehe, knife, sickle, hehehe..." Zhu Wentian nodded.

The little girl ran up: "I'll get it for you."

"I'll go too, I'll help Brother Hanhan." The other boy stopped fishing.

The other children found that they had not caught enough fish and ran to get the sickle, while those who had caught too much were reluctant to part with the fish.

After a while, the team split into two groups, fishing and cutting perilla.

Adults who had some free time noticed that the child had gone home to get a sickle, and followed him to see what was going on. When he saw Hanhan cutting perilla, he helped him out together.

In the evening, the village harvested piles of fish and bundles of perilla.

Perilla leaves are usually used by people in the village. They are placed underneath when steaming things and occasionally when cooking fish.

The locals don't know much about other aspects, unlike in the northwest, where there are many people growing crops and extracting oil for consumption.

Zhu Wentian chuckled and took off the package of perilla seeds. After drying, he crushed them with something and the seeds would fall out.

Some people in the village gathered the fish to save for tomorrow, while others picked leaves and seeds together.

"Hanhan, give me the straw and I'll light the fire." One person planned to dry the straw and use it as firewood.

"Ah?" Zhu Wentian was stunned. He worked hard to get the medicine. Do you want to give him a fever?

"No, no fever, I want it, hehe, I want it, um!" He shook his head vigorously.

"Okay, I'll keep it for you. Can you eat these seeds?" The other party didn't fight with the fool, so he took out a few seeds and threw them into his mouth to chew.

"Oil, eat oil, hehehe..." Zhu Wentian maintained his character tiredly.

Another person next to him answered: "I know, it's like pressed rapeseed oil. Is this oil delicious? I think you mistook perilla seeds for rapeseed."

"It doesn't matter if it tastes good or not, give Hanhan a squeeze. If you can eat the seeds, you can eat the oil."

The villagers are here, and the village guards want to try it. If they cooperate, they will get more oil!

Perilla can grow by throwing its seeds anywhere, no need to waste land and no need to worry about it.

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Before harvesting the rice, Zhu Wentian took the children to find things to do every day.

Fish, keep fishing.

The cotton does not need to be processed by him. The villagers spin and weave the cloth themselves. He currently has no idea how to design a better loom and has to find a reason.

At the moment, he is trying hard to find medicinal materials. There are atractylodes, pinellia, platycodon, dangshen, etc. locally.

Many things were not recorded in current medical books, so he wanted to concoct them himself and give them to the villagers.

For some minor illnesses, villagers do not need to go to the town or county to find a medical center for treatment, which will delay walking time and cost money.

He planned to wander around the surrounding areas when he had time to get medicinal materials and other good things that others didn't pay attention to.

"Technology is productivity, and knowledge changes destiny." Zhu Wentian muttered while collecting tribulus.

There is no antihistamine medicine such as parsnip in the local area. If you have a rash or skin allergy, boiled tribulus water will take effect as soon as you wash it. You can also drink it.

The friends picked it up together, and accidentally pricked their fingers. They put it in their mouths and sucked it, and continued working.

They have been eating well recently, including fish, rabbits, bamboo chickens, and bamboo rats. There are bamboo forests in the area.

In addition to eating some bamboo rats, they also raised a lot. There was no shortage of bamboo. If you feed them bamboo and harvested straw, the fat ones will have more meat to eat.

After the meat is eaten, there will still be a good piece of skin left.

"Brother Hanhan, let's plant perilla next year! Perilla oil is delicious."

The little girl took out the pricked finger from her mouth, her eyes bright.

Zhu Wentian looked at the other party and said that after taking the supplement, his complexion was much better. If he took it for two more months, his hair would not be so dry and yellow.

"Let's plant a piece of land, hehe!" He planned to plant perilla on a large scale next year, dividing half of the land for hemp and planting cotton in the other half.

According to Zhu Yuanzhang's regulations, if there are five to ten acres of land, half an acre each of mulberry, hemp, and cotton must be planted, and if there are 20 acres of land, one acre of each type, and so on.

Whichever one doesn't plant it needs to hand over a piece of cloth.

Why is he unwilling to plant hemp in a separate area?

He plans to plant jute next year when planting rice. He can plant a lot of jute, and the former hemp field will be freed up.

As for ramie, we don’t need to plant it next year. We can plant it this year. Plant it in autumn and harvest it next year. Nothing will be delayed.

The little girl didn't know Brother Hanhan's plans. Every little thing made her happy, and her smile was as bright as the sun.

When the children go back, people in the village will be grinding sickles and repairing the broken baskets. After harvesting the rice, the children will go and pick up the ears.

Food has been good recently, and the villagers have gathered enough strength to prepare for a rest after a big fight.

Zhu Wentian laughed a few times as he listened to the villagers talking about resting after harvesting the rice, wondering if they would go crazy if they knew they still had to work.

With yourself here, do you want to relax after harvesting and threshing the rice? Dreaming!

"We have to get some meat to supplement everyone's health. Without oil and water, we will have no strength, and it will cost us staple food. It's a worry!"

He shook his head and walked back to the elder's house. After dinner, he would go back to the Earth Temple to sleep and think about things.
Chapter completed!