Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

After Wan Huaimin left, Jiang Dafu summoned the villagers.

Liu Qingcao stood aside, quietly watching Jiang Dafu discuss with the villagers, but did not participate in it.

This batch of rice, even including the rice in her field, the harvest per mu is calculated at 44 catties, which is about 4000 catties. If it is ground into polished rice and converted into silver, the yield is less than [-] taels...

Why would the prefect collect food at this time?
40 kilograms of grain is not a small sum of money. One state capital has to raise so much. What about other state capitals?

The more Liu Qingcao thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, but she was not sure yet what was wrong.

However, I am afraid that not all of this harvest can be sold for money.

Obviously, the villagers have a strong sense of crisis. Most of the villagers feel that they should not sell. A small number of them agree to sell, but they only plan to sell some, not a lot.

After the meeting, Jiang Dafu left Tian Lin, Jiang Li and Liu Qingcao behind.

"Dafu, I guess this grain can't be sold. Think about it, this is a collection and grain raising, the higher ups must be doing something big." Jiang Li touched his chin and expressed his guess.

Jiang Dafu frowned, with a worried look on his face.

He also thought about this, so he didn't agree. He didn't know what Wan Li was thinking, but he wanted to buy all the food in Shihe Village.

Could it be that they thought too much and the war would never happen?
"Dafu, I think Jiang Li is right. The war is becoming more and more uncertain. We'd better keep it. If there really is a war, the little money the villagers get from selling grain will be of little use."

Tian Lin looked at Jiang Dafu calmly and analyzed, "Moreover, there are so many Zhuangzi around Xinzhou Prefecture, and they also have a lot of grain. Even without us, they can still buy it all from other landlords' houses. Wanli Zheng will not do this. Blame us."

"Lin Zi is right, Dafu. This matter should be settled as soon as possible. Wanli is just and unjust. He will not hold a grudge against our village because of this." Jiang Li agreed and began to persuade.

Liu Qingcao's thoughts were racing as he listened to their words.

It is true that Wan Lizheng is not such a big-hearted person, but he still asked Jiang Dafu to consider selling grain despite knowing that the future was uncertain. This matter needs to be verified.

However, if this food is not sold, if there is really a food shortage, Shihe Village may not be able to keep this food so easily.

Liu Qingcao raised her eyes and looked at the continuous rice fields, feeling very unhappy.

People care about rare things, and people care about having plenty of food. She has been here for a year, and she has never been cared about like this.

Sure enough, if there are fewer top products, there will be no less troubles.

"Qingcao, what do you think about this?" After listening to Tian Lin and Jiang Li's thoughts, Jiang Dafu turned to ask Liu Qingcao, who was thinking deeply.

Liu Qingcao looked away from a distance and looked at Jiang Dafu, the displeasure on his face disappeared, "I want to sell, but not all."

Jiang Dafu and three others looked at Liu Qingcao, waiting for her explanation.

"If the villagers of Shihe Village want to sell this batch of rice to exchange for money, they can naturally sell it, but the quantity cannot be too large.

It is not advisable to sell too much in Shihe Village, but in Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village, they have to sell more than half of the money they borrowed to repay the taxes.

Moreover, Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village have not built walls, so it is not wise to save grain. I suggest that the rice in these two villages be enough to feed themselves, and sell all of it. "

"Sell them all?"

Jiang Dafu repeated in confusion, Tian Lin and Jiang Li also looked at Liu Qingcao with confused expressions, with deep worry in their eyes.

Liu Qingcao smiled and comforted.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you why I think so first." "Okay, Qingcao, you tell me first. It won't be too late for us to decide after that." Jiang Dafu nodded in agreement.

"That's right, the war is also anyone's guess. Whether it will start or not is something we can't control.

If there is no war in the North, everyone will be happy. If there is a war, we common people must be prepared to run out of food.

But even if many people have made preparations, there will still be people who have not received the news, or people who are just lucky and have not prepared food at all.

If they lack food and drink, there will be robbery and robbery. In this chaos, those who have food will be targeted.

However, Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village have no solid houses or village walls to cover them. Once it is known that they have not sold food and are the most vulnerable, these two villages will eventually bear the brunt of the chaos. "

"Then let the villagers from these two villages come to Shihe Village to take shelter. In this way, our village will have more manpower, and the villagers in the two villages will also be protected. Wouldn't this be a better method?" Jiang Li thought. After a while, he came up with his own idea.

Jiang Dafu frowned and thought. After a while, Jiang Dafu shook his head in denial.

"Jiang Li, it's not that simple. Not only is there a problem with where these villagers come to live, it's also a big trouble when they go back in the future."

Jiang Li suddenly realized what he had been negligent about, slapped his forehead suddenly, and sighed.

"Dafu, you are right, I was wrong."

"It's not your fault, I thought so too at first." Jiang Dafu waved his hand and said frankly.

Liu Qingcao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Dafu approvingly.

In this year, Jiang Dafu has grown a lot. He is no longer as dependent on her as he used to be. Now he will think independently when encountering things and analyze the pros and cons, which is not bad.

"Dafu, let's take advantage of these two days to inform the villagers about this. When Wan Lizheng comes, we will sell the grain." Seeing that the matter has been basically confirmed, Tian Lin reminded him.

"Okay, Linzi, you two will go to Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village first, and then come back when the rice is harvested."

"it is good."

Jiang Li and Tian Lin left quickly, packed up their things, greeted Jiang Dafu and Liu Qingcao and walked out.

Liu Qingcao looked at the backs of the two people. After a moment of silence, he took the initiative and said, "Brother Jiang, what are you going to do next?"

"The villagers of Shiqing Village and Shiliu Village cannot move into Shihe Village, but if a war breaks out and the refugees and bandits don't come to rob them, the remaining food can be eaten until next year.

If someone comes to rob, then we must take countermeasures. As you said, Qingcao, taking precautions is the greatest protection for the villagers. "Jiang Dafu closed his fists and said with firm eyes.

Liu Qingcao nodded lightly and looked at Jiang Dafu with a smile, "Brother Jiang, if you have to prepare, the villagers must also do ideological work. When encountering robbery, the greatest strength is the unity of the villagers."

"Qingcao, you're right. The villagers are like a rope, and those who want to attract the attention of the village have to do it carefully." Jiang Dafu's eyes lit up, and he once again admired Liu Qingcao's intelligence.

Liu Qingcao hadn't eaten lunch yet, and her stomach was growling with hunger. Jiang Dafu knew that she hadn't eaten, so he didn't waste any time. After chatting for a few words, he asked her to go back and fill her stomach first. He also went back to the house himself. Make plans for what comes next.

At the end of the village, Liu Qingcao returned to the kitchen and reheated the cold food in the pot. The food was hot, and Liu Qingcao ate it with satisfaction.

In the days without Chen Cuizhi, Liu Qingcao's affairs at home and outside her home took up a lot of her time, making her life full and busy.

After dinner, Liu Qingcao, who had not been to Qianfeng Mountain for a long time, headed up the mountain avoiding the villagers with a small bamboo basket on his back and a machete in his hand.