Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 15

After the minor heat, the great heat is approaching.Every family in Wenjia Village began to harvest rice. Wenxiang's family only had four acres of land, and the two of them went to battle together, and the second brother of the uncle's family also came to help. It took a total of six days to harvest.

The main players in the harvest are Wen Dao and Wen Jing. Wen Dao is a novice and cannot keep up with the second brother, so he can only chase after him as much as possible. Wen Xiang is responsible for tying knots, stacking them neatly, and cooking and delivering meals.

After harvesting on the last day, the three of them took all the rice to the drying yard for threshing, grinding and drying.At this time, there are already people "Peng!" "Peng!" in the drying field, beating rice and drying grains.

The main drying ground in Wenjia Village is controlled by Lizheng, and there are special personnel to arrange the rice barrels where the rice is harvested and where it is dried.

Uncle Wen Xiang's family has its own rice bucket, so it was quickly arranged; the rice that the three of them plucked was full of grains, and there were almost no empty ears.

The threshed rice still needs to be spread out and dried for another ten days or eight days. After a few days, the entire drying yard is full of rice, and those who are late can only be dragged to a further drying yard.

This year, the weather is beautiful, and the rice that everyone dried was not hit by thunderstorms, and it was safely installed in the baskets.

Generally speaking, the land in Wenjia Village is fertile and the yield per mu is good. In previous years, the yield of rice per mu of land was about the same, about one and a half stones, and this year was no exception.

The exception is that Wen Xiang's rice yielded twelve stones, which means about three stones per mu, doubling the total amount.When weighing, envious and jealous eyes were cast from all around.

On the side, the patriarch stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction. He kept boasting about Dao's skills, so much so that he was ashamed to hear about Dao, and everyone gathered around him to ask for solutions.

Wen Xiang was also very satisfied, living up to their brothers and sisters who had worked so hard for half a year, and the three liang of silver that was exempted from corvee labor was finally paid off.

The villagers don't know how much Wendao and his sister put in fertilization and field management. In their view, Wendao planting rice is just an extra step of raising seedlings, and the harvest can be doubled. This makes everyone unable to hold back.

In the end, it was the patriarch who dispersed the group: "There is no rush to learn the method in these two days, what should I do?"

Taxes must be paid to the government within one month after the rice is harvested. The sooner the tax is paid, the more secure it is. If the rice falls into your own hands, you must find a way to store it to avoid mold and insects. Sometimes you have to prevent theft, and the tax is not It may be worth it, and I can feel at ease when I hand it over to the government early.

The land tax in Yongjia is paid twice a year, corresponding to summer tax and autumn grain respectively, and different taxes are levied according to the degree of fertility of the fields.

The land in Wenjia Village is fairly fertile. This year, the tax is set to be eight liters in kind (that is, 0.08 shi) per mu, or five liters in kind and thirty Wen (that is, 0.05 shi and 0.03 taels).

But paying taxes to the government is not a simple matter. If you pay it yourself, if you are unlucky, you will be exploited by the account.

On the second day after the harvest, Wen Dao handed over 32 liters of rice converted from the field tax to the clan leader and paid the fee to the clan leader.

"I heard that you are here."

"Patriarch, I will pay the manpower for the land tax."

"Hey, there is no need to pay the labor fee, it's free." The patriarch waived the fee for Wen Dao with a wave of his hand.

Although the labor cost is not much, it still costs fifty Wen, so I quickly thanked him after hearing this.

"Don't be so polite, you deserve it. Remember to tell everyone about the planting method."

"Yes, patriarch."

Wen Dao agreed readily, and the patriarch was very satisfied. After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned and asked the silent security chief: "Who are the corvee families who will be arranged this year?"

Bao Chang felt bad for a while, and he reluctantly announced the family he had chosen. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch made a final decision: "If you hear the truth, there is no need to arrange it. Change to another family."

"Patriarch!" The head of the security immediately objected, "The people who will serve in corvée have already been fixed, and it may be too late to change now."

"What's too late? Can't you change it? If you can't change it, I'll find someone to change it." The patriarch said coldly.

Seeing that the patriarch was angry, the chief security officer immediately persuaded him: "No, no, I can handle it."

It wasn't until this moment that Wen Dao came to his senses. He couldn't believe his ears because of the flying blessing: "Really? Patriarch"

"Is there any truth to what I said?"

"Great, thank you, thank you, patriarch." Wen Dao grinned happily, thanking the patriarch repeatedly.

"Well, do it well, I won't treat you badly." The patriarch stroked his beard while drawing a pie.

"Yes, patriarch, I will definitely do a good job." Simple Wendao immediately promised.

If one ignores the Bao Chang who is showing venomous eyes, the scenes on the scene are still very beautiful and harmonious.

For the farmers of the Yongjia Dynasty, in addition to paying land taxes, they also needed to be assigned corvees and labor services in rotation, and they could be paid by households. , They often only get two-thirds of the harvest of the field, and one-third has to be handed over to the owner, and they have to bear the land tax on the leased land and their own corvee and labor.

The livelihood of the peasant households for a year depends entirely on the yield of the fields. Fortunately, there are no other exorbitant taxes. Generally speaking, the burden on the people at the bottom is not too heavy.

The families who go into service every year are usually selected by the chief security officer and then reported to Yu Lizheng for unified arrangement. The Lizheng of Wenjia Village is the patriarch. As long as he wants, he can replace the corvee and labor candidates at any time.

After the field harvest is completed, the summer corvee service begins. Wendao, the brother and sister relied on the doubling of the field harvest to pass the test at a thrilling low altitude.

When Wen Dao told Wen Xiang the good news, she was still thinking about how many stones of rice she would use to offset the three taels of silver.

Happiness came so suddenly that it made people feel unreal. She couldn't help asking her elder brother repeatedly: "Really?"

After getting Wen Dao's very affirmative answer, Wen Xiang jumped up excitedly, jumped on the elder brother and sang happily: "Ah—ah——that's great."

Hearing that he hugged his sister, he also frowned with a smile.

The pressure that had lasted half a year suddenly disappeared, and both brothers and sisters couldn't help the ecstasy in their hearts. They slaughtered an innocent chicken that night, and they both let go of their stomachs and had a big meal.

"Brother, after the patriarch relieved us of corvee, what did the security chief look like?" Wen Xiang asked gossip while gnawing on a chicken leg.

"Well, I didn't pay attention." Wen Dao said in a daze.

"He must really want to cry, O(∩_∩)O haha~." Wen Xiang couldn't help imagining Bao Chang's expression of wanting to cry without tears, and he was very happy.

"I hope he won't trouble us again in the future." Wen Dao's request was really easy to satisfy.

"Shouldn't he hope that we won't trouble him?"

"It would be nice if he didn't come to trouble us, how could we trouble the chief security officer?" Wen Dao asked strangely.

"Hmph, it's hard to say, let's just wait and see." Wen Xiang didn't think there was anything wrong with asking the security chief for trouble.

"Little sister, don't you mess around?" Wen Dao was a little worried, even the chicken in his mouth didn't taste good.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Wen Xiang hurriedly fooled her elder brother over, as for the trouble of finding the security chief?we'll talk about it then.

(End of this chapter)