This time she followed suit and tried to avoid the words in the small notes she prepared. She also kept silently reciting in her heart, "This is the Lord's Prayer, not the words. There must be no mistakes made again." She stared at her elixir mansion. She was not the only one facing a formidable enemy. Chu Yao, Qi Shan and others also tensed up their nerves and stared closely at Shen Tang's reaction.
I'm afraid that if someone loses his focus, his literary spirit will be empty.
Fortunately, this scene did not happen.
【Thank God!】
This is the true mood of several literary scholars at this moment. Shen Tang also seemed to have fought a battle, with cold sweat running down his back.
The people around him also worshiped devoutly.
There were even white-haired old men with hunched backs, secretly turning around and wiping away tears. When they were poor, they had no job to eat, not to mention farming. Every household dug vegetables, drank water, and gnawed tree bark. At one time, several mountains were dug up until they were bald.
It lasted year after year.
They didn't expect that God would finally take pity on them and send them a county guard who really cared about them. As soon as Shen Tang finished here, they heard wailing from the crowd. Even the youngest Children are no longer naughty.
Obediently follow your parents and learn to worship.
They have more or less memories and know the pain of being hungry.
When the ceremony is over, the most critical part comes.
Shen Tang rolled up his clothes and trouser legs and got down to the ground.
He took out the special scissors.
The millet looks like an enlarged version of foxtail grass. The roots are thick and the plant is thin and short. The ends are so heavy that the whole plant almost collapses. Shen Tang carefully cuts it off and puts it into the bamboo hanging on his elbow. in the basket.
These few acres of land nominally belong to the government office.
Except for Shen Tang's participation in farming and harvesting, other times are taken care of by dedicated personnel. It can be seen that these acres of millet are taken care of extremely well. As far as the eye can see, they are golden, with neither immature green nor diseased ones. black.
The ears are long and strong, and each bunch is heavy and weighty.
Shen Tang used the big scissors to cut off half of the basket. It was quite interesting, so he turned around and waved to Qi Shan.
"What are you standing for?"
Don't even think about being lazy if you have one.
"Wei, come here."
Being accustomed to the carefree and bold style of the Lord, no one said any "unreasonable" spoiling words at this time. A group of common people also began to work enthusiastically, and in each area, there were officials responsible for counting the yield per acre, watching from the side. .
The children followed the adults to pick up the accidentally dropped corn grains, and the fields were full of shadows of hard work.
An acre of land must be weighed after harvesting.
Because these fields nominally belong to Shen Tang, they are leased from her to common people who have no land, that is, tenant farmers. She decides to incorporate the rent into the field tax. The level of the field tax depends on the quality of the farmland and the average yield per mu of the nearby area. hook up.
Land tax will be collected based on this ratio for each acre.
If the harvest is good, collect more.
If the harvest is poor, collect less.
In order to reduce the workload, the government office decided to randomly select a few acres of land in a place on the first day of the autumn harvest, calculate the output of each acre, and set the field tax for that year.
Every acre of land has been carefully measured and divided by Gu Chi. The data here can be trusted.
According to past records, millet yields are not high.
Even for the most experienced farmers, if they use fertile and high-quality land and work hard for a whole year, one acre will only yield three dan. If ordinary people use inferior land with poor fertility, the yield per acre will be as high as one dan. Not bad.
Shen Tang looked nervously at the weighing clerk.
I want to urge but dare not.
"How is it? How is it? How many stones?"
Hundreds of kingdoms were divided, and each country used slightly different units. Shen Tang weighed the copper weight used by the Xin Kingdom, and one stone was about thirty kilograms. It is said that one stone in the Geng Kingdom was about fifty kilograms. Because the measurement was different, the conversion could kill a person.
The clerk weighed and weighed again.
The voice was trembling: "Four, four stones, two jun, three catties..."
"Four stones, two jun and three catties?"
Shen Tang quickly changed his mind.
Isn’t it just two hundred and forty pounds?
Even after they shed their shells, there are still many more than before!
The clerk almost trembled with joy.
How many years has he not seen this farm?
This is definitely a good harvest!!!
The yields of several acres of fields were around four stones. After Shen Tang waited, other officials rushed over to report the news. Those fields were not as high as four stones, but they were still around three and a half stones. And in areas far away from Fugu , the yield per mu is about three stones.
This yield per mu is enough to make the people weep with joy and cheer excitedly. You must know that this year is far from a good year, the weather is not good, most of the fields are newly cultivated, and the fertility has not been cultivated and accumulated. The yield per mu is two days higher than the previous year. stone.
As a result, the output exceeded expectations by a large margin!
If there is a real good harvest year, the yield per mu will not be doubled? The hands of the clerk holding the bamboo slips were shaking.
Shen Tang felt that this number was not high.
She vaguely remembered that there should be crops with a yield of sixty or seventy shi per mu, and that yield was considered high. She just looked at the fields and couldn't help wiping her tears, thanking God and Shen Jun's people. She would finally be able to have a prosperous year next year. Shen Tang I couldn't help but smile.
That’s all, surprises have to come layer by layer.
Gu Chi chuckled in his ears: "Master, are you happy?"
Shen Tang turned around when he heard this: "What do you think?"
She was so happy that she was speechless.
Gu Chi saw the various expressions of sentient beings but did not express his inner feelings.
【I am so lucky to have you.】
Shen Tang simply sat down on the edge of the field.
Looking at the busy people, he muttered leisurely: "One grain of millet is planted in spring, and ten thousand grains are harvested in autumn. There is no idle land in the world... I won't repeat the next sentence, it's bad luck. In short, I hope that one day no one in the world will stop because of a mouthful of grain. And lost his life..."
I was very happy to hear the words of Qishan.
The Lord was finally able to pronounce the words normally.
Chu Yao also felt very happy.
Only Kang Shi remembered something disappointing: "My lord, do you want to return the food and fodder you borrowed from the alliance army?"
Shen Tang: "..."
He said confidently: "I borrowed it based on my ability, why should I pay it back? Besides, I haven't lived a full day yet. When the granary of our Heyin government office is full of grain, I can return it to them. …”
Well versed in the essence of Laolai.
Everyone was chatting and laughing in a happy atmosphere.
On the other side, the clerk had already packed several acres of corn and asked Shen Tang what to do with it.
Shen Tang then said: "It is better to have fun alone than to have fun together. Naturally, we should share these good things with you gentlemen!"
Let everyone have a taste of the corn she grew.
Millet porridge is soft, glutinous and smooth. Adding a little sweetness makes it even more delicious.
Not only Qishan, but also Gong Shuwu, who has now received the post of Captain Heyin, also had a share. Zhao Feng led the troops to help the people collect grain, so he should also remember his share. Hehe, the amount is not much, just show me My best wishes, let's all rejoice together and look forward to a better year ahead.
She knew how many kilograms each person could get.
This is what Shen Tang thought.
Unexpectedly, everyone started to have nosebleeds without warning.
Everyone: "???"
Shen Tang: "..."
They cover their noses collectively...
There is something magical about this scene.
Later she realized what she had overlooked.
Before she could recover, the energy of heaven and earth surged.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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It was originally supposed to be 4,000 words, but because the conversion to find the corn yield per acre made my head ache, I still haven’t figured it out for two hours. This thing is too difficult. The vertical version of traditional Chinese characters is too big for my head. Each dynasty unit also has a big head. Different, Gan.
So if there is a problem with the data, if everyone ignores it, or someone brings it up, I will change it tomorrow.
嘤嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)
ps: There are currently 8,788 monthly tickets, and there are still 1,212 tickets left before 10,000. After deducting double, the number should be 606 votes. Woohoo, it’s so difficult. Let’s see if there are any tickets left. Ball ball.
