Everyone felt that the banquet was over and almost over.
But after the banquet, the prince-in-law still shocked them with his magical methods.
Greenhouses are no longer just about growing watermelons in winter.
This is related to the future agricultural development of the Wei Dynasty.
This is related to the food reserves of the Wei Dynasty and the food and clothing of the people in the future.
Although the watermelon grown by Qin Yu and Xiao Nan was small, it solved a problem related to the survival of millions of people in the Wei Dynasty.
Everyone picked up the watermelon and tasted it. It was sandy and sweet.
Being able to eat a bite of watermelon in the northern winter is really full of happiness.
"call......."
Emperor Wei took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Nan, and said slowly: "Is this watermelon the surprise you want to give me?"
Xiao Nan nodded with pride, "Yes, this is the surprise that I want to give my father."
Emperor Wei's eyebrows were filled with joy, and his face was filled with relief, "You and the consort are both very good children. I won't say anything more. We will discuss it again after I see the greenhouse tomorrow."
Emperor Wei was eating watermelon, feeling as excited as he wanted.
He couldn't wait to run to the East Palace now to see the magical greenhouse where watermelons could be grown in winter.
He was really impressed by Qin Yu, and he didn't even know how he grew up with that brain.
It is possible to have such a shocking and unexpected idea, and it also has practical significance.
Listening to Emperor Wei's praise.
With a smile on his face, Xiao Nan nodded and said, "Yes, Father."
Although Qin Yu developed the greenhouse and proposed the idea of growing watermelons, he was the one who actually grew the watermelons.
This will be recorded in the annals of history and will be remembered throughout the ages.
Afterwards, everyone in the palace began to enjoy the after-dinner fruits.
If you eat a few pieces of watermelon on New Year's Eve, no one would believe it.
After eating the watermelon.
Qin Yu never brought anything out again, which shocked everyone.
The Qiansou Banquet has also entered the most important stage.
Today, in addition to having fun with the people, it is also very important for Emperor Wei to communicate with the elderly.
He wanted to listen to the voices of the people.
On the imperial stage.
After Emperor Wei drank a cup of tea, he stood up, walked down from the imperial platform, and sat on the last step of the imperial steps, very down-to-earth.
"Everyone, today I just want to hear the voices of the folks. What expectations do you have? What do you hope that I or the court can do for you? If you have any good suggestions or opinions, you can put them forward.
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Emperor Wei looked at the old people on the side and spoke slowly.
The Ministry of Etiquette is responsible for inviting people this time.
The Minister of Rites is Su Maode, the former Director of the Imperial College, who is famous for his uprightness.
Therefore, when the Ministry of Rites invites people, they directly look for them with the booklet and will never be interfered by the county government.
This time Emperor Wei wanted to let the people speak, so Sumode would never let this dialogue between Emperor Wei and the people become a face-saving project to whitewash peace.
Emperor Wei finished his words.
An old man with gray hair on his temples stood up, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, the common people have something to say."
Emperor Wei nodded slightly, "If you come, please give me a seat."
Then, with the support of two young eunuchs, the old man sat on the futon opposite Emperor Wei.
"Your Majesty, the grassroots are from Zhaojia Village, Pingliang County, Jingzhou. The grassroots would like to ask a question for the common people, when will this land be redistributed to the hands of us people? The grain distribution method of two tenants, three officials, and five masters is really oppressing us.
Out of breath!"
"We people do not ask for great wealth, nor do we ask for delicacies such as fish and meat, but...but even a full meal is a luxury for us!"
"We in Dawei now rotate winter wheat and corn, with three crops in two years. One acre of wheat can produce about 120 kilograms, and corn can produce about 100 kilograms. Therefore, one acre of land can produce 340 kilograms in two years.
kilograms of grain, but our farmers only have 68 kilograms of grain in their hands, which means that one acre of land can only get 34 kilograms of grain per year."
"But a family of five, if they don't get sick, don't exchange goods, etc., will eat about seven kilograms and two taels of grain a day, which is 2,630 kilograms of grain a year."
"If this family of five wants to earn enough rations of 2,630 kilograms for this year, they will need to cultivate nearly 78 acres of fertile land."
"Your Majesty! Even if this family of five has three laborers, then...it won't be able to plow seventy-eight acres of land this year! What's more, we don't even have cattle! We still have to work hard.
Corvée!”
"The ordinary people just want to ask Your Majesty, how should we live our lives today! It is not a pity for us old guys who are half-buried to die, but our children, alas..."
As the old man spoke, he sighed and shed tears.
He really didn't know how he was going to live his life.
Listen to him.
All the old men in the hall had wet eyes and felt desolate.
Their extravagances are really not much, food and clothing are enough.
But this food and clothing is a gap that is difficult to cross for them.
Xiao Nan listened with cold eyes, "Obviously the common people can harvest 170 kilograms of grain from one acre of land a year. In addition to the 30% tax, the common people can still have 119 kilograms of grain left."
"Obviously, a family of five can solve the problem of food and clothing by planting 22 acres of land. By planting 30 acres of land, a family of five can be rich with nearly a thousand kilograms of food a year."
"But...but these damn landowners who annexed the land have forcefully increased the people's survival guarantee from 22 acres to 78 acres!"
"They are so fucking heartless! They don't regard the people as human beings! These damn bastards!"
"Sooner or later, I am going to kill all these bastards! I am really mad at you!"
Xiao Nan's chest heaved and he was filled with righteous indignation.
Qin Yu looked at him in surprise, the abacus mental arithmetic expert was online again.
The surrounding princesses did not react much.
They all knew that Xiao Nan was very good at arithmetic, but they didn't know how this tall, eight-foot tall man could have such a flexible mind.
The princes, emperors, grandsons, and civil and military officials all bowed their heads and remained silent after listening to the old man's words.
The old man's first question left everyone speechless.
yes!
A family of five would have to cultivate 78 acres of fertile land to earn enough food for a year. This was simply impossible.
Therefore, the common people once were tenants, they will always be tenants.
They could only make ends meet by constantly borrowing grain from landlords.
Over time, the common people became the private property of the landlords.
He has to cultivate seventy-eight acres of fertile land a year to make a living.
Whenever there is some natural or man-made disaster, other than losing their families and losing their lives, do people have any other options?
Why do people want to rebel?
If you don’t even have enough to eat, what can you do if you don’t resist?
Historically, more than 99% of peasant uprisings occurred because the people were hungry.