Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Xia Gengcai nodded, stepped forward respectfully, and put all the needed items on the square table.

Jiang Dafu organized the villagers, lined up one by one, and began to pay taxes.

Liu Qingcao has not reached the age, but the old man Niu and Chen Cuizhi in the family are of age and need to pay poll tax. The wasteland she bought also has to pay land tax, so she came today.

The villagers had money to pay taxes, and neither side was procrastinating. Soon, it was Liu Qingcao's turn.

Liu Qingcao held the money bag in her hand, ready to take out the money at any time.

She saw that the villagers in front of her basically paid between four and five taels of tax. She had a lot of land and would not pay much money when she left.

A peasant family is exhausted all year round, and only by saving food and money can they get some money. Once the tax is collected, nine out of ten will go, and the remaining money and food will last until the summer and autumn of the next year...

Alas, it's no wonder that the peasants are all skinny and have no flesh.

"Wan Lizheng, old man Niu's tax is also counted in it." Liu Qingcao took the initiative to say.

Wan Huaimin heard the voice, looked up and saw a little girl, guessed that she should be the person Mr. Xia was talking about.

"Three adults, seventy acres of wasteland, one acre of leftover land."

Wan Huaimin flipped through the booklet, counting the numbers with Liu Qingcao, and doing calculations at the same time.

Xia Gengcai nodded towards Liu Qingcao and said hello, Liu Qingcao nodded and responded with a smile.

"A total of 12 taels."

?

Liu Qingcao didn't understand, so she looked at Wan Huaimin, the tax money is wrong, even if it is a wasteland, it shouldn't be so little if there is no output.

"I'll give you half of it, and this half will be subsidized from the public office."

Wan Huaimin wrote down the number unhurriedly before looking up at Liu Qingcao.

Liu Qingcao was stunned, there was something wrong with the pie falling from the sky this day!
Liu Qingcao guessed right, the next second, Wan Huaimin motioned for Xia Gengcai, and called Liu Qingcao aside.

"I'll call you Qingcao." Xia Gengcai stroked his gray beard and smiled.

Liu Qingcao nodded and smiled. She didn't know why they asked him out, but judging from the expressions on their faces, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Qingcao, I asked Village Chief Jiang just now, and he told me to look for you about this matter, and he can't make the decision."

Xia Gengcai spoke slowly, with some doubts in his voice.

After hearing this, Liu Qingcao's mind flashed...

Jiang Dafu can't be the master, isn't it my thing!

"Master Xia, just say what you want."

Liu Qingcao didn't want to shirk it, and couldn't shirk it, after all, these things were really only hers.

When Xia Geng saw her saying this, he didn't beat around the bush, and went straight to the point.

"Green grass, what Wan Lizheng means is that I want to ask you, can you bring the things in this land to the next few villages next year and let them plant some of them."

"Master Xia, I'm not hiding these things. I received money for the pea seeds, and I also paid a high price for them. If they were given to the peas for free, I'm afraid it won't work."

Liu Qingcao looked directly into Xia Gengcai's eyes, and made her attitude clear.

Anyway, there is only one sentence left and right, it is not enough to give it for free.

Let's not talk about whether the character of other villages is the same as that of people in Shihe Village.

Even if they are the same, it depends on the distance. She has to collect rent in the same village, and there are no exceptions in other villages.

Xia Geng was taken aback after hearing Liu Qingcao's words. He didn't expect Liu Qingcao to refuse so simply, and he was secretly angry.

But after thinking about it, what she said was right, Sheng Mien fights Mi Qiu, this free thing not only does not make people feel grateful, but also makes progress.

Thinking of this, Xia Geng put aside the dissatisfaction just now and looked as usual.

"Then collect money and sell it to others, but the price should not be too high."

"If you don't sell it, is it feasible to charge [-]% of the rent?"

Liu Qingcao gave the answer. The price of this pea seed is not known yet, and she will not say the price now.

If it's too low, those who don't follow the routine will take what she gave to resell it, that's not good. If it's too high, she's afraid that these people won't be able to afford it. Well, it's just [-]% higher than your own village.

"Thirty percent? Okay, just thirty percent."

Xia Gengcai agreed straight away, this [-]% is already a small amount, and those landlords received [-]% to [-]% which is quite a lot.

Moreover, the land was already vacant this winter, so it would be a lot of money to harvest it.

"Okay, then when I harvest at the end of spring next year, I will set aside some of them to plant and distribute them in October of the second half of the year."

Liu Qingcao thought for a while, then nodded, she would not hand over this kind of seed immediately, she had to wait until the sowing season to start handing over.

On the one hand, it is to prevent restless people from other villages from calling attention, and on the other hand, it is to ensure that the pea seeds are all put into the land, not into the belly.

"Girl Qingcao is so smart at such a young age, no wonder Shihe Village can change its face."

Xia Gengcai raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Liu Qingcao, and praised him.

If it were him, in a short time, he might not have thought of being so thoughtful. The rise of Shihe Village would not be possible without the role of Liu Qingcao.

"Master Xia praised you. This Shihe Village relies on everyone in Shihe Village. How can I make things happen by myself!"

Liu Qingcao shook her head, unwilling to be greedy for credit.

On the other side, Wan Huaimin has been observing the two people from the corner of his eye, and saw that they were both smiling, humble and polite, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

It seems that the task entrusted to Xia Gengcai has been done.

"Village Chief Jiang, your village is very good this year. Everyone can pay taxes, which makes me feel relieved."

After Wan Huaimin collected the last tax payment, he put down the pen and paper, ordered people to load the things into the carriage, and then got up and came to Jiang Dafu.

The big trouble in Qianfeng Town, the village he was most worried about, had no one paying taxes today, which made him feel better and relieved a lot.

He was also full of confidence in what Xia Gengcai was going to do.

If all the impoverished people in Qianfeng Town could have an extra piece of money, then the area under his jurisdiction would undergo great changes.

"Wan Lizheng, I made you worry."

Wan Huaimin stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him.

"Work hard. I hope that by this time next year, every household will have a lot of surplus food."

Jiang Dafu nodded heavily, flattered to promise.

Wan Lizheng, he knows something.

Jiang Dafu heard from his father that in the past few years, there were always people in his village who were short of silver taels, and Lizheng made up for it from the government. This year, the government really couldn't do anything, so they paid the full tax.

Jiang Dafu admired Wan Huaimin from the bottom of his heart. He believed that doing this for an official was already a very rare good official.

"Wan Lizheng, the matter has been settled." Xia Geng saw that the matter here was over, did not talk any more, walked towards Wan Huaimin, and told him the result.

"Okay, then do as the little girl said, press this matter first, and wait until next year before the seeds are planted, and then notify."

"Yes, Li Zheng."

Xia Geng nodded in response, then leaned over and said a few words to Wan Huaimin's ear.

Wan Huaimin was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly confirmed it.

"Master, is this true?"

"It's true, you told me personally, it's not false, I've seen it too."

Xia Gengcai nodded solemnly, and replied in an affirmative tone.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Wan Huaimin's eyes were moist, and he said "yes" three times in a hoarse voice.

Xia Gengcai's eyes were also moistened, no one would be able to calm down if this matter was put on him, let alone a magistrate in a remote village like them.