Chapter 134 Purchasing cottonseed (please vote for me and recommend it)
Author: 久l久
After the inspection, Magistrate Wu returned to the county office.
His carriage contained not only two gourds, one large and one small, but also a basket of grapes and a basket of yellow pears.
Mr. Liao, who was squeezed out of the carriage, could only huddle in the donkey carriage with the two clerks, holding a pear in one hand and chewing on it while thinking.
His hometown is a small village in Zhouhe County, which is about the same size as Chuanhe Town here, but the people there are living a very difficult life. They are not only forced by life, but also oppressed by local gentry and petty officials.
His family's life was relatively easy at first, but since the clan members offended their relatives in the countryside, their family has fallen into trouble.
Li Zheng would find various reasons to raise taxes on the Liao family. If his family bought a new sickle or raised a chicken, Li Zheng would come to collect taxes. Even if a child wore a flower in his head during the New Year or festival, he would be punished.
People report to pay taxes.
In the end, his parents had no choice but to sell their land and come to Qinchuan County with him, barely surviving on his meager income.
Although his parents and he lived in poverty in Qinchuan County, they finally didn't have to worry about it, but his eldest and second brothers were still struggling to survive in that small village.
It would be great if their family could live in Chuanhe Town. The people here are simple and honest, the villagers are upright and upright, and with me watching over them, they won't have to worry about living a difficult life.
Alas, when I return to the county government, I will talk to the Ming government and see if they can allow the Liao clan to come and settle here.
If possible, he would let his tribe take root in Chuanhe Town, even if they were allowed to go to the barren mountains to open up wasteland, it would be better than struggling to survive in Zhouhe County.
Dongchen Village.
As soon as the high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty left, someone came to the East Village and asked to buy cotton seeds.
These people were dressed in rich clothes, and they looked like stewards of wealthy families.
The people of the East Village had been told by Rimasa and Muramasa that they were not allowed to sell cotton and cotton seeds to outsiders, so they ignored these outsiders who looked like they were in charge.
Unexpectedly, these people did not give up and raised the price of cotton seeds to one tael of silver per pound.
Now the villagers were in an uproar.
Someone couldn't resist the temptation and secretly sold fifty kilograms of cotton seeds and got fifty taels of silver.
After opening this hole, the steward came to him again and again, asking him to sell more cotton seeds.
So the man sold another hundred pounds of cotton seeds to the steward.
The fire could not be contained, and the matter was finally discovered and reported to Muramasa Chen Sanyou.
Chen Sanyou was so angry that he immediately went to his elder brother Chen Fu and asked him to give an explanation to the whole village.
That's right, the cottonseed seller is the second son of Patriarch Chen.
Patriarch Chen was also very angry. He immediately called his second son, Chen Jiazhen, and asked him why he was selling cotton seeds privately.
"It's just a hundred pounds of cotton seeds, what's the big deal." Chen Jiazhen said nonchalantly: "You can also sell them, for one tael of silver per pound, which is more cost-effective than selling gold ears. Who is not a fool, who can see whether the money is profitable or not?
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Chen Fu angrily picked up a stick and chased him to beat him.
Chen Sanyou was also furious. He pointed at his nephew and shouted: "Do you know that this is what the county magistrate requires, and you are short of that little money?"
Chen Jiazhen hid her old father's bamboo stick with her head in her arms, and did not forget to reply: "Can the county magistrate give us one tael of silver per catty? I'm not mentally ill, so why do I have to sell it to the government at a low price when I don't make any money?"
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Chen Sanyou was speechless for a moment, but he agreed with the county magistrate's words.
Once the cotton seeds are collected by a wealthy family, it will be difficult for other people in the village to grow cotton.
Chen Sanyou didn't bother with his second nephew, and said directly to his eldest brother Chen Fu: "How much cotton seeds do you still have? Take them out. The cotton seeds were all given by Jiang Sanlang at the beginning, so I will return them all to the Jiang family. From now on
Don't grow cotton in your family. Otherwise, if something like this happens again, it will embarrass our entire village."
When the yamen came back to collect cotton seeds, there was not a pound left. Where could I put my old face?
"Why?" Before Chen Fu could say anything, his second daughter-in-law Han Miaoniang jumped up, "Those are all from our family, why should they be given to the Jiang family?"
Chen Fu slapped the table angrily, "Shut up, everyone!"
Pointing to the cotton piled in the room: "These are my cotton, it's not your turn to make the decision!"
The family planted a total of six acres of cotton and harvested more than 2,000 kilograms of seed cotton. It is estimated that one thousand kilograms of cotton seeds can be peeled out.
Next year, he plans to plant another 30 acres. If one acre of land costs ten kilograms of seeds, he will need more than three hundred kilograms of cotton seeds.
The rest was originally sold to the county government at the request of the Ming government, but this happened.
My old face was completely disgraced by the unfilial son.
After all, my family can be considered a first-class household, and I don’t know how much better than those third-, fourth-, and fifth-class village households. But what the second son did is not even as good as other people’s fifth-class households. It is so embarrassing. How can I have the face to face him in the future?
To others?
When Chen Jiazhen and his wife saw that their father was really angry, they did not dare to say anything and squatted on the ground without making a sound.
Chen Fu said to his younger brother Chen Sanyou: "You can ask people to transport all the cotton seeds. Just leave me three hundred catties. If you leave them all at home, what trouble will happen if you don't keep them all?"
Chen Sanyou waited for his elder brother's words, and immediately called a few people to transport all his cotton seeds to Jiang Sanlang's house for weighing.
In the next few days, Chen Sanyou worked non-stop to collect cotton seeds and transported them to Jiang Sanlang's house for temporary storage.
If those in the village who have not planted cotton want to plant it next year, Chen Sanyou asks them to come and register and reserve cotton seeds.
After the registration is completed, the remaining cotton seeds are handed over to the county officials and asked to be transported away quickly. It is up to the county magistrate to worry about who should be distributed.
As soon as the autumn harvest was over, Sun Lizheng came again to urge the harvest.
However, the people of the East Village did not need to press, they could just pay the tax with their money, which was a lot of money.
Sun Lizheng said cheerfully: "It is better to come to your Dongchen Village to collect gifts and save your worries. You don't have to rush me a second time every time."
Li Dayong, Li Eryong and others also laughed: "Thanks to our third brother Jiang. If we don't grow golden ears, how will we get the money to pay the tax?"
"That is."
Sun Li was asking with his hands behind his back: "I see that many people in your village have built houses on the south slope. I will come over next year to have a look."
Households are assessed once every three years, and next year will be the three-year period. It is estimated that many households in Dongchen Village will have to re-evaluate their grades.
"Don't mention it, Uncle Li Zheng, our house is just a bacteria shed on the south slope, not a house for people to live in." One person defended.
Once a household is rated as a middle-class or upper-class household, the annual taxes will increase a lot, and the villagers are not willing to upgrade to this household class.
Moreover, in times of famine, when the government provides disaster relief, upper-class and middle-class households cannot receive food, and only lower-class households can receive relief food.
Sun Lizheng rolled his eyes at him, "The bacteria shed is also your family's property, and it is also planned as a tax item."
In fact, Li Zheng is very coveting the golden ear from Dongchen Village, but the people in this village are very clingy and are unwilling to sell the vaccine.
However, the cotton in their village is also good. I secretly obtained some cotton seeds from the government officials, and I can plant some next year.
Sun Lizheng came to Jiang Sanlang's house and saw his little girl lying on the table under the fruit tree teaching the two girls how to read.
Ying Bao raised her eyes and saw Li Zheng coming, and stood up quickly: "Grandpa Li Zheng, are you here to see my father?"
Sun Lizheng waved his hand and asked with a smile: "Yingbao, where is your big gourd?"
He came here today to get a signature gourd for his second son's shop.
