To run Chang'an is to run the military's home base.
Don't look at these old guys. Each of these old guys has either a few thousand or a few hundred households. However, they only have the power to collect taxes and have no actual management power.
Even the power to collect taxes is not actually in their hands. It is given to local officials after they receive the money.
The most unreliable thing in the world is money passing through the hands of others. Just like Yongye Field, Koufen Field, and Guan Field in Yunchu, they are all in the damn Taibai Mountain. How much you can receive in a year depends on what the local officials want.
Even if you eat meat, you still want to drink soup.
When you want to eat meat, Yongye, Koufen, and Guantian in Yunchu will lose everything, and sometimes they will have to pay it back.
When he wants to drink soup, Yunchu can get some grain, linen, and some local products. For example, last year when the world was ripe, Yunchu got three loads of shriveled wheat and six pieces of linen that were not even good rags.
, of course, there are also two dried rabbits and three pheasants.
When he got these things, Yun Chu almost cried. This was a big advantage he had taken in Datang.
The situation in the nobles' fiefdoms will not be any better than that in Yunchu. The nobles are prohibited from exploiting the people. This is what Emperor Taizong said in advance before rewarding the meritorious officials with land and population.
Unless he can be so powerful that, like Changsun Wuji, he not only has the title of Duke of Zhao, but also has a part-time job as the governor of Zhaozhou. Only in this way can he allocate the output of the fief to himself and become very wealthy.
Apart from him, even a prince, after becoming a vassal, has to accept the control of the prime minister, Chang Shi and others appointed by the imperial court, not to mention the local officials, who will treat him as a thief.
Be prepared.
Not to mention the rest of the nobles, if there is a disaster in the fiefdom, they have the obligation to rescue the people in the fiefdom. As for other things, they can really be ignored.
The fields near Chang'an are different. They were all the heroes who followed Gaozu and Emperor Taizong to conquer the world in their early years. They obtained the fields because of their military exploits or other achievements.
These fields are basically managed by their wives personally, and all the harvests belong to themselves except for paying taxes. Therefore, the things here are real things.
In the Tang Dynasty, land was the source of wealth. Regardless of whether the land was high or low, as long as she could buy good land, she was a woman who knew how to live a good life.
Yunchu thought this view was wrong. As a result, when he said it, he was refuted by Yu Xiurong and Cui. They stubbornly believed that the land was the most important. If there was an order in which the family's property needed to be divested, hundreds of acres of land in Qujiang would
, will be the last property to be stripped.
As for the Jinchangfang cafeteria, which makes a lot of money every day, it is wealth that should be exchanged or given up before the family is ruined.
Alcohol production, quilt production, and down jacket production are planned as indivisible wealth by these two women. If the Yun family is unlucky, they will have to rely on these hundreds of acres of land to make a comeback with these two secret recipes.
Soldiers have no permanent momentum, and water has no permanent shape. This is what is said in the art of war books, but in the eyes of Yu Xiurong and Cui, the fields are eternal.
This is not only the view of Cui and Yu Xiurong, but also the view of Quan Changan.
Yunchu didn't understand this very much. The current output of one acre of land in Guanzhong of the Tang Dynasty is less than two hundred catties in a good year. This is the output of paddy fields. Even if the output of one mu of land is three hundred catties, according to Chang'an
The price of grain at this time was eight cents per dou, and three hundred kilograms counted as thirty dou, which would be two hundred and forty cents a year. Including the income from planting a crop of millet or buckwheat after the wheat harvest, not counting labor.
One acre of land can earn up to 400 yuan a year.
What's even more terrible is that the price of paddy fields near Chang'an is eleven thousand dollars per acre, which is equivalent to eleven thousand dollars. It takes nearly thirty years of no food or drink to get back the money to buy the land. This is basically what people in the Tang Dynasty paid for.
most of life.
Go without food or drink all your life just to get an acre of land?
"That's not how the accounts are settled!" After receiving the betrothal gift from the Yun family, Yu Xiurong, who had not shunned Yun Chu for a long time, had already placed herself in the position of the mistress of the Yun family, and took it for granted.
Yun Chu wanted to raise his hand and give the stubborn Yu Xiurong a slap in the face, but found that this little woman had a firm face. Even after being beaten, she still insisted that the Yun family should take the route of annexing the land.
Just when the stalemate was deadlocked, Yun Chu suddenly remembered that the house he bought a long time ago... The loan was for twenty years, and he had to pay back about 4,000 per month, and his monthly salary was only 7,000 or 8,000... With Tang Ren
The situation of buying land is very similar.
At this point, a group of wise men in the government said that if he bought well, he would definitely make money.
It's strange. The land near Chang'an can be sold by listing it in the same school district as the house he bought before.
If Yun Chu were to put his family's land in Qujiang up for sale now, and he would pay 11 yuan per mu of land, within a day, a luxurious buyer would come to the door and give him cash!
And if he gets the cash, he will definitely be ridiculed by the entire Chang'an people as a prodigal, a scum that ruins the family business.
Since I was able to do such irrational things in a world with advanced technology and transparent information, it is very wrong to expect Yu Xiurong and Cui, two natives of the Tang Dynasty, to transcend the times.
Houses and land are actually the same. Chinese people love these two things to death and have loved them for thousands of years.
It's hard to buy good things with money, so Yunchu accepted his fate.
The family has too much money, so much that even the Xiangji Kitchen of Daci'en Temple is not willing to accept it.
It would be a good idea to use part of the Yun family's money to buy land and push up the price of land near Chang'an. At least, not so many people would be willing to sell land.
After all, in a world with few investment channels, the higher the price of land, the fewer people will sell their land.
It is also a good thing to put all your money in the land.
"Did you just want to slap me?" Yu Xiurong stared at Yun Chu with a pair of big shining eyes. It could be seen that her anger was still lingering."
"That's nonsense. The Yun family has not had the habit of beating their wives since they were eight generations old."
"Yes, then beat your sister to death?" Naha interjected while peeling roasted chestnuts.
"If you dare to run to Pingkangfang again, instead of beating you with a bamboo stick next time, you will use a stick to beat your legs."
"I came to see the dancers that Sister Gongsun bought to see if their legs are longer than mine. Why do you hit me?"
Seeing that Naha was really angry, Yu Xiurong quickly hugged Naha and comforted her: "Pingkangfang is indeed not a good place. If you want to see Sister Gongsun in the future, I will invite her to my home, and we will watch the dancer she bought at home.
That's fine, but I don't dare to go to Pingkangfang to show my face anymore."
"Why can't you go? It's so lively there."
"Well -" Yun Chu growled in a low voice, then walked out of the house with his fists clenched. Naha was already old and he really couldn't hit her anymore.
At this time, it was time for Yu Xiurong to show that she was like a mother-in-law. When a girl was growing up, there were many things that Yun Chu, the older brother, could not say.
Ms. Cui quickly followed her and said to Yun Chu: "Miss Naha is very smart. You don't need to be so angry. When she is older, she will understand."
Yun Chu looked at Ms. Cui angrily and said, "You said this three years ago and you are still saying it now. When will she grow up?"
Mrs. Cui covered her mouth and smiled: "If little lady Naha really grows up, Mr. Lang may be even more reluctant to leave her."
When it comes to Naha's marriage, Yun Chu feels very uncomfortable. He must choose this sister carefully. She must have a rich family, a high status person, a talented person, and a docile temperament. After being beaten by Naha, she still died.
You have to love Naha life and death!
Otherwise, a brother-in-law who is not like this will easily die young.
Seeing a group of round women wearing green and white spots and corset skirts rolling past his eyes, he said to Cui: "I said two years ago that as long as they find the one they love, they can leave home and live.
,Why, no one has left in the past two years?
After two years, they should have saved a lot of money, right?"
Mrs. Cui pinched her double chin and said, "Only a fool goes out."
As he spoke, he gave Yun Chu a flirtatious look and said, "The husbands there are not as reliable as our husbands, so why go out?"
Yun Chu shuddered and said, "You have become immoral now. If you want to harm people, go find someone else. Don't make me sick."
Mrs. Cui said with a smile: "In the past three years, I feel that I am really alive. Even the sins I suffered before feel that I deserve it now. If I don't suffer those sins, how can I have the freedom and freedom that I have now?"
Good days.”
Yunchu lamented and asked Fei Jiu to bring the bay-red horse, and planned to go to Guangfufang to exchange the copper pancakes for two meat buns. Today, Naha, Yu Xiurong, and Cui were very angry.
Fei Jiu's pockmarked face, which originally looked like some lines, has now turned into a flat cake spread with sesame seeds.
"You didn't plan on getting married or anything?"
Fei Jiu shook his head firmly and said, "I don't want to!"
"Don't you plan to have a son and a half daughter to continue the family line?"
Fei Jiu continued to shake his head resolutely and said: "I had children before, worthy of my ancestors, but I won't have any anymore.
Besides, among the fat ladies in our yard, which one do you think is the one who can give birth to a son?"
"I think they are much younger than the 30-year-old women outside now. It won't be a problem to have a baby, right?"
"They are the food and drinks in our family. They are raised hard. If they were not at home, God knows how old they would be. They are all old enough to be grandmothers. Don't harm me, sir. If you really want a woman
, when I was a kid, I went to Pingkangfang and all my problems were solved. Not only was I young and good-looking, but I also didn’t mind my ugly face.”
Yun Chu sighed and said, "This is all my fault. The money I gave you is too much."
"Even if you don't pay, if you get a little reward from Miss Naha from time to time, you will have all the money you need."
Yun Chu laughed in anger, but this way of communicating was not bad. At least it could reduce the guilt he felt when he was a big landlord and a big bully who exploited the people.
Why do I hate the land so much?
What really happened to my family was that before the liberation, my grandfather drove six mules and a group of people to and from Hanzhong to work as a groom. Sometimes he might also work part-time as a bandit. The money he had saved over more than ten years of hard work was used by my grandmother to buy land. It is said that there was a large
The box was filled with fine gold and silver, and the year my grandma bought the land was 1949... Later, my dad was admitted to Weinan Normal University with the second-to-last score, and my grandpa used a mule to carry a large sack of grain to Weinan.
I squandered it and paid the tuition for my dad. I was a college student in the 1950s... just because my family was a fucking landowner, or a big landowner. After graduation, in order to avoid suffering, I went to Xinjiang... and then Gansu, when I was almost forty years old.
After marrying a wife, the son of a third generation who is supposed to be super rich can only make a living by selling literature.
This chapter has been completed!