Chapter 564 How many people have fought in ancient times (additional update for brother jojooo)
Liu Mingzhi followed Shi Laowu and several other village elders from Dashi Village and began to circle on the field ridge.
As for Wen Renzheng, he didn't know where he had gone with the jug of wine. He said he was helping Mr. Liu and probably just came to relax.
Liu Mingzhi didn't mind either, and he didn't expect the old man to do anything.
"Look, Sir, this stone is the boundary between Dashi Village and Woniu Village. After passing this boundary, it belongs to Woniu Village."
"Old man, are all the fields grown in wheat?"
"Sir Sir Alex is joking, not all wheat is grown, rice, millet, and bean sprouts are all grown, there are also soybeans, and more soybeans are grown in Lianhua Ao. The terrain of Lianhua Ao is not good, and it is difficult to grow other kinds of food. Fortunately, soybeans can
In the middle and middle seasons, although it is not as good as the staple food, it can still be eaten interchangeably."
Liu Mingzhi threw the soil in his hand on the ground and clapped his hands: "Why is it that no one is planting these fields? I think the terrain is very good, and there is a river next to it, so it is easy to water. Why is it so abandoned?"
Shi Laowu looked strange, grabbed a handful of soil, put it in front of Young Master Liu and began to pull it: "Sir, please see, this land is sandy land, and there is no harvest. Widow Wei used to transport some soil to improve it when she was at home.
There is still some harvest in the soil, but it’s okay not to mention it now!”
Liu Mingzhi rubbed the grains of sand in his hands and nodded. Just as he had guessed, it was indeed sandy land. It was not easy to improve the sandy land even in the era of high mechanical level in later generations, let alone the era of low productivity in Dalong.
However, the sandy soil that Shi Laowu and the others had trouble with was indeed the place that Young Master Liu was most satisfied with.
This can be considered an unexpected surprise!
The saying that wheat likes mud, rice likes puddles, and sweet potatoes like high sand is not groundless.
The best land for growing sweet potatoes is sandy soil.
"Old man, where is Widow Wei? I want to buy these more than ten acres of sandy soil. I wonder if she agrees?"
"Sir, do you want to buy sandy soil?"
Shi Laowu and others looked at Young Master Liu in surprise, unable to guess what kind of medicine the Lord was selling in his gourd.
When rich people buy land, they always buy fertile farmland. People who buy sandy soil are unheard of. Shi Laowu even suspected that the lord was joking with him.
"What? This Widow Wei doesn't want to sell? She can't grow anything if she keeps it, so why not exchange some money for two pieces of good land!"
"Buy, sell, sell. As long as the prince really wants to buy it, I can help Widow Wei make the decision to sell these more than ten acres of land to the prince!"
"You make the decision? Where is Widow Wei? It's better to tell her clearly in person, so as not to cause trouble later, I'd better tell her directly."
Shi Laowu was a little embarrassed: "Sir, Widow Wei is not in the village now. She may not come back until the evening. Sir, can you wait until that time?"
"It's the busy farming season now, aren't you taking care of the fields in the village?"
"Oh no, Widow Wei's family only has a dozen acres of sandy soil. She goes to the county town to help a wealthy family wash clothes to make ends meet, and she still has to support two children. She is also a miserable person."
"Where is her man? What happened to her and made her a widow?"
"Three years ago, I went to northern Xinjiang to guard the border. I died during the battle with the Turks. The county sent someone to give me ten taels of silver as a pension, but the half-grown man killed me. Ten taels of silver was not enough to last the three of us for a long time.
Planting food in this sandy soil could not bring back the seeds, so she had to find another way to make a living. The county sent people many times to ask her to remarry, but she refused to listen, so she lived a miserable life with her two children!
"
"Her man is a border guard?"
"Yes, it's a pity that the second baby is such a good child. He is still less than thirty, leaving the third mother to suffer and suffer. Fighting is just like that. Nine times out of ten, she will not pay back. After seeing too much, she will take it lightly!"
"But the pension for the soldiers who died in the battle in Northern Xinjiang is one hundred taels, and they are exempted from taxes for five years. How can we not live like this after only three years!"
Seeing Shi Laowu's wilting expression, Liu Mingzhi didn't understand what was going on.
His eyes were a little sore, and he clenched his fists and looked at the deserted sandy land in front of him: "You sons of bitches, there are people who drink soldiers' blood. Aren't you afraid of choking to death when you eat human blood steamed buns?"
"Sir, if you are so fair, Erwa, this kid, can die in peace, but how much are our lives worth?"
"Old man, please don't say that. It's those corrupt officials who are sorry for you! Not to mention plundering the people's wealth and wealth, they even dared to swallow up the pensions of the border guards. It's not an exaggeration to divide them into five horses!"
"Sir, let's not mention it anymore. It's been so long. It's okay not to mention the sad things!"
"I'm sorry, old man. I didn't mean to do it. Sister Wei is a good woman. Brother Erwa should be relieved that he knows something underground. But I am in a humble position now and can't help you much!"
"What a good woman, she's just a stupid girl. It's great to listen to the government and remarry. What's the point of guarding an empty home? If she doesn't listen, no one can do anything. She is not willing to have to suffer by herself to help her.
Come on, your lordship really wants to buy land, the young man has the final say, just thirty taels of silver for thirteen acres of land!"
"Thirty taels of silver for more than ten acres of land is too little!"
"It's quite a lot, it's quite a lot. It's all land that can't grow food. I want so much money and I'm so determined to get it. I'm planning to sell it for twenty taels! This is the land deed, the Lord sincerely thought.
If you want the title deed, just take it!”
Liu Mingzhi looked at the land deed in front of him in surprise. The name of Wei Xiaolian, the second son of Shi Laowu and Shi Lao, was listed on the land deed, with three bright red cinnabar handprints.
"Old man, this land belongs to your family? What about Brother Erwa?"
"Little Lao'er's second son! The three brothers drew lots and were selected for the list of border guards!"
Shi Laowu seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, and even his expression did not change much.
But Liu Mingzhi still saw a hint of grief from a white-haired person to a black-haired person in his old eyes, but it was just concealed deeply.
"Old man, I don't want to buy this land!"
Shi Laowu was startled and his mouth trembled twice as he gently put away the title deed without saying a word of complaint.
Several old people on the side looked at it and had nothing to say.
"Old man, I don't mean anything else. This land belongs to Brother Erwa. I can't buy it but I can rent it, but there are several conditions for renting!"
"Sir, tell me!"
Shi Laowu's expression was neither salty nor cool. Looking at Liu Mingzhi, he no longer had a sense of awe but a sense of unfamiliarity, and his reply was also very dull.
"I'm planting something. Your son, Sister Wei, needs to find some people and two children to help take care of it. Each person is worth three taels of silver a month. If the two children are too young, they will just take care of the meals. What do you think?"
Liu Mingzhi wanted to give more, but Shi Laowu's eyes made Liu Mingzhi hesitate. If he gave more, he would think it was a kind of charity.
This old man is still bloody!
Shi Laowu looked at Young Master Liu in surprise: "Sir, you can't joke with farmers like the old man!"
"Old man, although I am not as old as you, I still know the principle of every spitting and nailing. The annual rent for ten acres of land is calculated at the normal price, five taels of silver per mu. Thirteen and five acres of land, the boy takes advantage and gives it to five
Can ten taels of silver work?"
Shi Laowu watched with trembling hands as Liu Mingzhi knelt down with a plop.