When Qin Ye came in, Lin Jiuniang was stretching her hands and feet in the yard.
Seeing that he was in high spirits and not showing any sign of fatigue, he raised his eyebrows:
"This 'precarious' job is really suitable for you.
Look at this spirit, the fourth prince has adapted very quickly."
Then he looked towards the forest aside:
"Lin Zhong, look at you, it's only been one night, the circles under your eyes are so dark that you can't even see anyone.
Look at the fourth prince, he is still looking good after eight days."
Lin Zhong lowered his head and said nothing.
Qin Ye's intuition was harsh when he heard this.
This woman is probably mocking him.
But sarcasm...whatever!
A smile appeared on his face, "Sister, I have a dark face and can't see the dark circles under my eyes.
After so many nights, my eyes must be dark.
Why don't you take a closer look?"
Lin Jiuniang grinned, "That's not necessary, I admit you are evil.
but……"
She paused and looked at Qin Ye seriously and seriously:
"Gu Changan's statistics show that a total of eight thefts occurred in the past few nights.
The property loss was ten taels of silver.
Because when a theft occurs, you are responsible for patrolling.
You failed to fulfill your responsibilities and caused the villagers to lose their property.
According to the contract, you have to compensate for this money.
In addition, as a punishment, in order to make you remember this lesson, you will also be punished, and the fine will be ten times the loss."
Qin Ye's eyes widened.
After a while, he finally said:
"Sister, are you sure you're not trying to trick me?"
"Yes, you are the one who cheated me," Lin Jiuniang looked at him with a smile:
"That's weird!"
Shaking his head:
"I always follow the contract, so there is absolutely no trap."
After saying that, he looked at Qin Ye with an innocent face:
"Haven't you ever read the contract carefully? Article 35 of the contract has the right to interpret this."
Qin Ye is twisted.
Who would have the patience to read a thick stack of contracts?
Lin Jiuniang shook her head, "If you don't read the contract carefully, you will suffer a loss.
Remember, you must read the contract carefully in the future."
Seeing that Qin Ye was about to leave, Lin Jiuniang raised her voice:
"Qin Ye, remember, you have to patrol well next time. If something happens again, the punishment will be heavier."
Seeing Qin Ye staggering, Lin Jiuniang was in a good mood.
After the people walked away, Lin Zhong spoke:
"Ms. Lin, the Fourth Prince Qin Ye seems unwilling to give up.
In the past few nights, not only has he been exploring around the village, but he has also tried to go up to the second floor several times late at night when no one was around."
Lin Jiuniang chuckled and nodded, "I understand."
"It's okay, let him wander around.
I’ll prepare in the next two days and collect a wave of heads first.”
Lin Jiuniang's eyes flashed with a cold light, acting like a monster under her nose, seeking death.
People in the village who have other ideas should also be removed.
Lin Zhong was stunned for a moment and nodded.
According to Mrs. Lin's character, this time it did take a long time.
Turning her head and looking not far away, Lin Jiuniang turned and walked towards the door.
Sit back and eat nothing.
It's time to start working.
As soon as Lin Jiuniang left in a carriage, Qin Ye appeared outside the gate.
Looking at the gradually shrinking shadow of the carriage, Qin Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of indifference.
She did it on purpose.
She has always been wary of herself.
However, Qin Ye frowned when he thought about getting nothing in the past few days.
He had to say that Lin Jiuniang managed Anle Village like an iron barrel, and outsiders could not even see inside.
The people around her are really devoted to her.
But no matter how good the iron bucket is, it will sometimes become rotten.
Qin Ye's lips curled up slightly.
Turn around and walk in the other direction.
Xu Yu is coming.
Time is running out.
You have to find something as soon as possible.
Anle Town, Baole Village.
The village that grows the most cotton in Anle Town is also the village that has been devastated the most.
Because the village grows cotton, not crops.
Therefore, it was severely damaged by the rebels.
After the rebels left, nearly one-third of the cotton trees here were destroyed.
It's obviously going to be harvested.
This loss made the people of Baole Village extremely distressed.
Lin Jiuniang came to visit and asked them to pick cotton from the destroyed cotton tree.
Although the harvest has not yet been completely reached, some losses can be recovered to some extent.
She came today just to see the cotton situation.
Winter will begin in a month, and everything that needs to be prepared is ready.
This winter, I'm afraid it will be very cold.
Sun Hongcai, the village chief of Baole Village, walked over in a hurry, his face full of flattery:
"Ms. Lin, you are here. Do you want to come to my house for tea first?"
Lin Jiuniang shook her head. She didn't come here to drink tea.
After saying a few words, he walked directly towards the cotton field.
If nothing unexpected happens, it’s almost time to harvest the cotton.
really.
I saw a white ocean in the distance, so white it made people's eyes dazzle.
After walking around the cotton field, he nodded to Sun Hongcai:
"It's ready to be collected.
Don't pluck them whole, pick them one by one. Only the ones like this that have fully bloomed can be picked.
Don't pick the ones that haven't bloomed yet, and then keep them for a look.
After picking it back, removing the impurities, drying it and sending it to Anle Village, I bought it at the price mentioned before."
"Okay," Sun Hongcai said with a beaming face.
After sending Lin Jiuniang away, he immediately summoned the whole village to prepare to pick cotton.
After the rebellion, they all needed money.
I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. Once the cotton is picked, there will be money to spend.
As for what Lin Jiuniang said just now, asking them to store more firewood and eat enough to survive the winter, there is no rush.
If you have money, you have everything.
It's still long until winter.
Just as he was walking towards the fields with people in high spirits.
A man in gorgeous clothes and a mask blocked his way.
"The mayor of Baole Village?"
After seeing him nod, the other party chuckled and said, "How about I take a step and say a few words?"
Sun Hong was confused and glanced at him. After thinking for a moment, he asked others to collect cotton first.
After that, he and the other party walked towards a deserted place.
Lin Jiuniang, on the other hand, went around various cotton-growing villages and suggested that anyone who could pick cotton start picking.
But after arriving in Liangtian Town, she frowned.
In the vast cotton field in front of us, there are only a few scattered cotton flowers on each cotton tree.
And the price of these cottons is still not good.
Unlike others, the flowers are not only large but also pure white.
The one here is dry and the color is not good.
When I raised my head and looked in other directions, I noticed that everything was almost the same.
Lin Jiuniang lost interest in watching.
Looking to the side of the forest:
"Make a note of this village. Don't provide any more seeds to this village in the future, not any kind."
If you don't take care of it carefully, don't waste her seeds.
Lin Zhong nodded and quickly wrote down what she asked.
Lin Jiuniang looked around, shook her head, turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Li Gang, the village chief of Liangtian Town, walked over in a hurry.
As soon as he saw Lin Jiuniang, a look of apology immediately appeared on his face:
"Sorry, sorry, something delayed me, I'm late.
Mrs. Lin, let’s go. I’ll take you to see the cotton grown in our village.”
Lin Jiuniang shook her head:
"I've already seen it, there's no need to see it again, that's it."
After saying that, we have to take people away.
"Ms. Lin, wait a minute," Li Gang quickly reached out to stop Lin Jiuniang and smiled flatteringly:
"Ms. Lin, when will the cotton in our village be picked?
I heard that the purchase price of this cotton is one hundred and fifty cents, is that right?"
Li Gang rubbed his hands excitedly, this is a lot of money.
"Yes," Lin Jiuniang nodded, looked back at their village, and raised the corners of her mouth:
"As for your village, you can pick it whenever you like. It's for your own use. There's no rush!"
Li Gang's smile froze on his face, and he looked at Lin Jiuniang in astonishment:
"Ms. Lin, what do you mean?"
"Literally," Lin Jiuniang said calmly:
"You understood correctly, I asked you to keep the cotton for your own use.
Anyway, you have to make clothes and quilts for the winter, it’s just for your own use, isn’t it?”