Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

When old man Ding, the village head and Ding Lao San came back, it was already late. Because Ding Xuewei was the key person in this incident, the three of them went to Zhang's house first, and because the adults in the government office were very busy, Ding It was his hint that the youngest got old man Ding's idea to catch up with all the strong men in his house.

So, the three people who finally saw the adults in the mansion not only brought back the news that the mansion will send people to station there as soon as possible, the whole village of Yuequan Village has entered the sweet potato vine preparation mode, and will not dig sweet potatoes for the time being, but also brought back the news of Mr. Ding Three rewards for this proposal, 50 taels of silver.

"Give."

Ding Laosan knew that Ding Xuewei came up with this idea, and took out the money bag before leaving.

The old village chief and old man Ding, who had turned around and walked up, turned their heads back because of his actions.

Raising his eyes, Ding Xuewei looked at the apologetic Ding Laosan.

"What are you giving, this is the reward from third uncle." It wasn't that she didn't like the money, but that she was afraid that Mrs. Wang would cause trouble later.

Ding Laosan doesn't know how much the Wang family has changed today, but Ding and the old village chief know it very well.

After staring at each other in silence, old man Ding said directly: "She is not short of this money, take it back to your daughter-in-law, so as to save you from making a fuss later."

Ding Laosan who was nearby didn't know, but he knew all kinds of things when he was far away in Linhai County. In addition, Ding Laosan's evaluation of that return home, after three seconds of thinking, he took the purse back.

The separation is a matter of time, and after the separation, he will find a way to make up for the money.

Ding Laosan didn't say anything, and no one knew what he was thinking. Seeing that his expression was a bit grim, Ding Xue slightly comforted him: "Both Bazhen Building and Linglong Pavilion have very good performances. I'm not short of money."

"Third Uncle knows." Ding Laosan was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to pat Ding Xuewei's head, and rubbed it lightly before putting away the expression on his face: "I'm going to be busy tomorrow, go to bed early."

The sweet potato seedlings that had to wait a few days were transplanted in advance, and the seedling fields where the sweet potato seedlings were transplanted were plowed out on the same day. After that, these seedling fields will be replanted directly like the fields of other people in the village. I promise everyone The sweet potato seedlings of the rich households turned into sweet potato vines, and the price of one penny was directly cancelled. That is to say, Ding Xuewei stopped earning this money, and the rich households could not earn it when the government needed it!
All the adults in the government office knew the importance of her seedlings here, and the stationed officials arrived the next day.

Ding Xuewei has more than 3 strong men here. If these strong men are used properly, they are helpers, but if they are not used properly, they are mines.

The first thing the officials did when they arrived was to win over these people, and with the sweet potato vines provided by Ding Xuewei and the lessons learned from being looted by the disaster victims last year, it was easy to get the results the officials wanted.

On this day, the No. 17 day after the hailstorm, the second day of August [-]th, a large number of people came to Yuequan Village.

Interested people spent a lot of time in the city and knew that going out of the city in large numbers would arouse the government's ideas. After convincing enough teams, they began to evacuate out of the city. After several days of waiting to gather, they finally gathered on the [-]th day.

These people didn't know that they had been targeted by the government for a long time, and they thought their actions were secretive enough. Therefore, when they saw a team of officials, they couldn't react.

"I know why you came here." The team leader Chuhe stood on a high platform built of firewood and said loudly: "This disaster is no worse than last year's flood..."

Bababa, a series of words and sentences that had been prepared a long time ago spit out from his mouth, first to let the visitors understand the seriousness of the disaster, and then to paint a big cake.

"The government has informed the wealthy households that this winter, the wealthy households will fully start the pre-cultivation of sweet potato vines. Next spring, all households in the government will be able to receive a proper amount of sweet potato vines for spring seeding for free."

"I know you want to go as soon as possible, but I hope everyone can understand that this sweet potato can not only save the disaster, but also improve the living standards of all people in Daxia."

"This place is where the mother seedlings of sweet potatoes are located. The sweet potatoes here inherit the hope of the people of the whole Great Xia. If anyone is selfish and blindly wants to use the sweet potatoes to create personal benefits, what..."

What arrangements has the government made, and how much they value the sweet potatoes here, Chuhe said with emotion.

When the words changed, he drew out his saber with a snap: "The imperial court should convict them of treason. All those who tampered with sweet potato seedlings will be executed on the spot, and the families of all those involved will be exiled for thousands of miles."

Crime of treason.

The most serious crime in Daxia Li law, and the lightest punishment for committing this crime is to behead the participant, and his family members will be exiled for thousands of miles.

Money is more important than life, not many people think money is more important.

At least, these people who will come here today don't feel that their lives are worthless.

You look at me, I see you feel annoyed after a while.

"Here, there are more than [-] supporters. I hope everyone will think about it."

"I made up my mind, just leave, and I won't hinder... If you want to taste the taste of the big knife in Grandpa's hand, Grandpa will not persuade you much."

People are horrified.

When I inquired about Yuequan Village, I naturally heard that a large number of laborers opened land here, but there is a difference between a large number of laborers and a large number of government assistance.

Ordinary people who help in the reclamation may join their team, and the government will help, that is the existence that can kill them!

If death is already a deterrent, dying so easily is irony.

Hundreds of people against more than [-] people, one punch can make them die ugly!
"How can anyone ask for so many workers at once?" Someone muttered quietly.

On the one hand, his companion felt reasonable: "I just said that something is wrong. This sweet potato is so precious. The government dares to say it so loudly, but they are not prepared. I see, these people are not laborers."

"I think so too. I still remember the trouble with the laborers. At the beginning, I thought that the laborers could turn the world upside down, but when I looked back, there were actually traitors among the laborers..."

Another person suddenly mentioned.

Many people had heard about the labor riots at that time. As soon as this person's words came out, many people around him began to feel suspicious. Those who had never heard of it carefully asked, and immediately felt chills.

If there were no government sentinels in their group, would they be surrounded by officials as soon as they came, and be seen without saying anything?

"Those people are not here to guard sweet potatoes."

"Yes, they are not here to guard the sweet potatoes, they are laborers, very ordinary laborers, and the officials are trying to scare people."

Suddenly, two different voices sounded from the crowd.

"how do you know?"

Subconsciously, the person next to them asked.

"Damn it..."

The young man who spoke first stopped abruptly, turned his eyes back, and insisted: "I have already inquired. The little girl who grows sweet potatoes is rich and loves to show off. Every time she opens the ground, she makes a lot of noise. She couldn't afford it, and she hired more than 1 yuan."

"Yes, she hired a lot of people in the situation like last time, and this time the hard labor is coming to an end." The young man's companion, a young man with a similar appearance, echoed.

On this topic, he seems to have a lot of experience: "That dead girl is afraid that others will not know that she is rich, and she will make noise whenever she has something to do. This time, these things have absolutely nothing to do with the government. Don't worry, everyone."

The two wanted to say the same thing, they shouldn't be frightened, they should insist on coming.

The two of them had clear thoughts, but others' minds were turbulent because of their dodging eyes and awkward words.

Unknowingly, the people around them distanced themselves from the two of them.

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