Gao Wu Da Xia: The fox demon lady at the beginning

Chapter 16
After returning to Ping'an Pier, Han Qing began to write the notice. He was too tired to write by himself, so he called the old village head, a scholar in the village, and a scholar who failed the ranking to write together.

"Chu Fan, are you going to lead everyone to open up wasteland? Do you still care about three meals a day?" The village chief asked in surprise after learning what happened.

"Yes, village chief, I want to strengthen our Ping An Dun. If the Tatars come in the future, we won't be as miserable as last time." Han Chufan replied.

"Okay, okay, okay, this is a good thing. Most people don't have such courage to open up wasteland. Only Chu Fan has such courage and ability. This is really a good thing.

Not to mention anything else, even in our village, there are many people who do not have land and work as tenants, and some are idle. "

The old village chief said three times in a row that it was indeed a great joy for Han Chufan to take the initiative to lead everyone to open up wasteland.

The poor scholar next to the village chief also nodded repeatedly.

"Mr. Han Qi, this move to open up wasteland is really admirable."

The poor scholar's name was Le Shibo. He was one of the few scholars in the village. He had obtained the title of scholar, but he had not been successful in the examination for so many years.

Studying in this world is expensive. It turns out that Le Shibo's family is quite wealthy, with dozens of acres of fertile land.But as Leshibo's expenses have increased in recent years, the family's farmland has almost been sold out.

The people in the village gave him the nickname "Poor Scholar" because he couldn't pass the examination. The more he studied, the poorer he became.

"Sir, are you a scholar?" Han Chufan asked. Scholars are rare in the village.

"I am Le Shibo, a scholar from Yongzhen Township." Le Shibo raised his hands and said, full of arrogance. Scholars in this world are very proud.

Once you win the election, you can enter the political arena, or you can become a civil servant no matter what.

Moreover, after winning the Juren, you can enjoy the tax exemption policy, and the land under the Juren's name does not need to pay taxes.

Once they win the election, many households will take the initiative to donate their fields to the candidates in order to avoid exploitation and extortion by tax collectors and government officials.

With the tightening of the northern battlefield, Daxia's taxes have become increasingly heavy.

Moreover, in the past hundred years, the imperial court has seen less and less tax revenue, which means that there are more and more privileged classes such as juren and nobles.

The privileged class controlled more and more land without paying taxes, resulting in less and less tax revenue in Daxia.

Fighting against the Wu tribe and barbarians in the north, they had to increase taxes.In the end, taxes are imposed on poor people, causing people's lives to become increasingly poor.

"It turns out to be Mr. Le, I'm sorry." Han Chufan said politely.

Scholars don’t all like to be supported by others.

"Le also admires Han Zongqi's land reclamation this time, so he and the old village chief came here to help." Seeing that Han Chufan was so polite to him, Le Shibo was also very happy.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Le."

With the help of the two people, dozens of notices were quickly completed.

Han Chufan wrapped two taels of silver in red paper and gave them to the old village chief and Le Shibo respectively.

"Chu Fan, you are so polite." The old village chief said with a smile.

"It should be done, we can't let you two help in vain."

"Okay, then we'll take it."

Le Shibo returned home, opened the red paper, and found that there was a tael of silver inside.

"Mr. Han is so generous." Le Shibo immediately had a favorable impression of Han Chufan.

"I have money to buy wine tonight, and some meat too. It's been a long time since I've had such a pleasant meal and drink." Looking at the scraps of silver in his hand, Le Shibo felt happy.

Under the arrangement of Fatty and Sun Da, Han Chufan's notices were posted in several nearby villages.

"True or false, he provides farm tools, seeds, and cattle, leads everyone to open up wasteland, and also provides three meals a day."

"I don't believe that this person will die for such a good condition." "I don't believe it either, is there such a good person in this world?"

Many poor villagers gathered around the notice and said in disbelief.

"You idiots don't even look at who posted the notice. It was posted by Mr. Han from Ping'an Dun, a hero who fought against the Tartars."

"I know Mr. Han. One man killed several Tatars. There are many girls in our village who were rescued by Mr. Han."

"I heard that General Han Qi is extremely powerful and can lift a giant cauldron weighing thousands of pounds."

The last time Han Chufan killed a Tatar, the news had spread around. The entire Yongzhen Township and even Qingxiang Prefecture City knew about his deeds, and the rumors became more and more outrageous.

"It was Mr. Han who posted the notice. A hero like him should not lie to us."

"Want to try it?"

"I also want to give it a try. The share given to us by those gentlemen is too low now. If we are tenants in their house, we can only get four cents of the harvest a year."

"Yeah, I've been working hard for a year, and I can't earn much food. The notice said that when he went to Han Zongqi to open up wasteland, he only received one-fifth of the commission every year. That is, we can get Eight percent harvest.”

"Go, go and try."

Many people were tempted when they saw the tempting conditions proposed by Han Chufan and went to Ping'an Dun.

Soon there were dozens of people on Ping'an Pier, most of whom were tenant farmers living in poverty.

"Mr. Han Qi, are all the conditions stated on the notice true?"

The dozens of people who came all started asking questions.

"Of course it's true. I provided all the farm tools, cattle, and seeds in the early stage of land reclamation. In the later stage, I only collected one-fifth of everyone's grain, and during the land reclamation period, I was responsible for three meals of rice porridge a day.

I, Han Chufan, will do what I say. If you believe me, I will sign the deed here and join my military household in Ping'an Dun.

But what I have said here is that once you join the military household, I believe everyone knows that you will go to the battlefield in the future, so please think carefully. "

Han Chufan stood at the front and shouted loudly.

"As long as you can fulfill the conditions you just mentioned, it doesn't matter if I give you my life in the future."

"It's just that I don't have enough to eat now and I'm starving to death. As long as I can be fed in the future, I won't be afraid of going to the battlefield."

"Okay, I, Han Chufan, will do what I say and live up to everyone's trust."

Han Chufan solemnly clasped his fists and said.

A total of 45 people joined this time. Han Chufan looked at his spiritual world and found that there were not many white light balls in the spiritual world.

"It seems that this group of people have not fully recognized themselves." Han Chufan thought in his mind.

This is also human nature. These newly joined military households have just arrived in Ping'an Dun and will not identify with Han Chufan so quickly.

Early the next morning, Han Chufan was about to officially open up wasteland.

He spent his own money to buy hundreds of farm tools and forty cattle. The cattle were all obtained from the Tatars last time.

Fatty, Liu Tianfei, Geng Chunping, and Ma Yong all gave Han Chufan the cows they received last time.

After all, Daxia's cattle are still very valuable, with one cow costing 30 to [-] taels of silver.

On this day, the area near Ping'an Pier was crowded with people watching the fun.

(End of this chapter)