Two thousand acres? Su Yizhao began to calculate the yield per mu in his mind.
The north is not as productive as the south, but it is more productive in wheat, with an output of two to three hundred catties per mu. The second old man made a roar and stood up suddenly.
He sneered, "I think you came back this time to check the accounts, right? You can check the accounts at any time. I am a man who cleans himself up. I am not afraid of checking the accounts."
Su Wenqing also stood up, "Why does my nephew mean this? Even if you want to ask my nephew for money, my nephew doesn't have any!"
He spread his hands innocently, there was nothing he could do, his father didn't give him any other money before he came.
The second old man suddenly looked worried and put down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Do you know how many people there are in our clan? Last year's harvest was only half of previous years. How can the clan maintain its expenses with so much? Does your father mean to accuse me of lying?"
"This? If it is not enough, then it is indeed suspected of exaggeration!" Su Wenqing said naa na.
The second old man was so angry that he banged his cane and said, "If you don't believe it, then let me tell you."
Su Yizhao wanted to laugh a little. Although this father was telling the truth, he shouldn't have said it so bluntly! Wouldn't he also cry about poverty and talk about his family's difficulties in the capital?
However, the severe drought did have a great impact on the harvest. The harvest was only half of previous years, that is, more than 100 kilograms per acre.
At the minimum, two thousand acres can produce at least 200,000 catties of grain.
One stone of grain in Dayun Dynasty is about 125 kilograms, which is equivalent to 1,600 stones of grain.
But this is all wheat, not yet shelled.
Last time I was in Fangshi, I accidentally heard that food this year was expensive. In previous years, one stone of flour only cost two taels of silver. However, this year, one stone of flour cost four taels, which doubled.
Su Yizhao thought that based on the increase in grain prices this year, one stone of wheat would cost about one to two eight cents.
Of course, this also depends on the price when someone charges it. It may be lower than Su Yizhao expected.
Usually those who come here to collect rice are those from the rice industry, and those people will go to great lengths to lower the price. According to their calculations, labor costs and processing fees are very expensive.
Coupled with the underdeveloped industry in ancient times, it was difficult to grind fine grains, and the grain yield rate was estimated to be less than 60%.
"This year we received 1,956 shi of grain. Eight members of the clan are well-known and have been exempted from taxes on nearly a thousand acres. However, there are still about a thousand acres that have to pay 30% tax."
"The harvest is not good, so as a precaution, the tribe's food has to be reserved. Excluding the five members of the tribe, plus the servants, there are more than 500 people in total!"
The second old man said and sighed deeply.
"In order to prevent the tribe from starving, I decided to leave three hundred shi of food just in case. The rest was collected by the Liu family in the city. Our family is a regular customer, so they will naturally give us some respect.
Counting us one stone, one tael and five cents, this is already the highest price."
If you calculate it this way, the output of the field will only be enough to be sold for silver, which is more than 1,300 shi.
Su Yizhao did the math and finally got a little more than two thousand taels of silver.
More than two thousand taels is a lot! Su Yizhao thought that he would buy more land in the future. Even if there was not much profit from the land, the profit would be quite a lot!
Then I thought about it, this is removing part of the tax-free land. If there are taxes, the money earned will have to be reduced by part.
After doing this calculation, Su Yizhao felt that he had not gained much.
"Last year, due to such a disaster, the imperial court reduced taxes for those hardest-hit areas, but our Beiyuan Mansion calculated the taxes as in previous years."
The third old man also sighed, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Well~ Actually, the imperial court also has its own difficulties. The treasury is already low, and natural disasters have made it worse. Fortunately, the food supply has increased this year, otherwise where would it be enough?"
The fourth old man glanced around and saw that everyone was listening attentively, so he quickly made amends.
The third old man realized that he had made a mistake and quickly shut up.
"Do you know how much expenditure our clan has in a year? Excluding Ding Fu, because of the disaster last year, the court had to do corvee service a year earlier. In order to protect the clan and prevent them from traveling long distances to the south of the Yangtze River to suffer, do you know how much money was spent to avoid them?
Corvée?”
The second old man was so angry that his chest heaved violently, "A man in his prime will receive eight taels of silver per person, and those over sixteen years old will receive four taels of silver per person."
Su Yizhao was shocked. Looking inside the flower hall, the Su family was prosperous and there were indeed many strong men!
A rough calculation, it's six to seven hundred taels at least, right?
Unexpectedly, the taxes in Dayun Dynasty were so heavy? Su Yizhao felt heavy.
Those rich families can use money to avoid corvee, but what about the poor families?
Originally, Beiyuan Prefecture was affected by the disaster, and the harvest was not as good as in previous years. Many poor families only had one or two acres of land, and some even rented fields from wealthy households and paid sky-high rent prices.
The second old man said and stood up.
He glanced at the people in the hall, who couldn't help but lower their heads, and the hall was silent for a while.
"If it weren't for the support of your family, you ask yourself, would you have the good life you have now?"
This sentence made Su Yizhao change his view of this second uncle.
This righteous tone, coupled with the upright face, made Su Yizhao see the courage of ancient patriarchs.
Just like Su Jinxun, he worked hard for his family and his people!
"There are many people today, so I will take this opportunity to say a few words. I know that some people are gossiping behind my back, thinking that I am lining my own pockets, but these incomes and expenditures are visible. The patriarch will also send people to check the accounts every year. As long as I
It's still there, which proves my innocence."
Su Yizhao suddenly realized. She was also wondering why the second old man would talk about the family's income and expenditure in public. It turned out that he wanted to clarify himself.
The second old man's expression was majestic, and he continued: "It's hard to balance a bowl of water. I also know that some people say that I am unfair and unwilling to promote my tribe. But do you know that the tribesmen who work as officials outside live in fear?"
day."
"When you are an official in the court, if you are careless or do something wrong, it is a small thing to lose your official position and abandon your armor, but it is a big thing to lose your life. It may even implicate the whole clan, so every day is like walking on thin ice."
The third old man was also filled with emotion when he heard this, "Yes! Don't complain about your second brother for not planning for the younger generations of the clan. Who wouldn't help the clan members if given the opportunity?"
Huh? Why do you mention these all of a sudden?
At first glance, these words sounded like they were meant to sympathize with the difficulties faced by members of the clan who were serving as officials, but why did she think they were mentioned on purpose?
Could it be that the officials in the strange clan didn't support him? Su Yizhao first thought of Su Jinxun, because Su Jinxun had the highest official position in the clan.
Glancing at the second old man who still looked solemn, Su Yizhao wondered if he was overthinking?
After the second old man finished speaking, he sat down with the help of his servants, "Let's continue talking about the clan's expenses. In addition to what we just mentioned, there are also clan studies, house maintenance, repairs..."
Su Yizhao was waiting for the next step, but he didn't expect Su Wenqing to interrupt the second old man.