How to survive in poverty: I use a simulator to farm

Chapter 62: Budgeting to the extreme
His son was already in his teens. He was already so old and would marry a wife in a few years. At this time, he was still crying in front of him, which made Chen Yixing feel aching in his heart.

"Son, don't cry, don't cry! I, are you tired? Then sit here and rest first! Dad can do such hard work alone!"

After saying that, Chen Yixing bent over and cut the wheat.

When Wang Jihe saw his father cut a large piece of wheat in one breath, he choked a few times and had to follow him and help him tie the cut wheat into piles.

The weather at the end of September is quite vicious.

In the high temperature of 37 degrees Celsius, these farmers worked for seven or eight hours.

When it was the hottest time at noon, Chen Yixuan asked everyone to go into the shed to rest.

After taking a break from the heat, they resumed their work.

Do it during the day and do it at night.The six men cut four to five acres of wheat in one go, and then, like a baton race, they worked in teams of two to pick up the wheat and take it home.

Autumn harvest is so tiring.

Chen Feiyan makes them fried eggs, duck and goose eggs, as well as spicy soup every day. The men are still losing weight and getting darker.

I felt so sorry for them. Eight days later, when they had harvested all the wheat and soybeans in the field, Chen Feiyan killed a rooster for them to eat.

A stewed rooster is enough for the whole family to eat.The chicken soup also makes people lick it clean.

After harvesting the wheat and soybeans, it is time to expose them to the sun and thresh them.

Chen Feiyan's family of eleven members is very busy during this time.

Ten days later, the night before the tax collectors came to the county government office, Chen Feiyan and Chen Yixuan began to count the grain harvested this year and the money they had quietly saved during this period.

The yield of soybeans at home is higher.

Since the planting time is at the end of April, there is a five-month growth and maturity period, and in September, the soybeans are all full.

After drying the soybeans, about 280 kilograms were harvested from each mu of land.This is based on the situation where Chen Yixuan rented landowner Zhang Da’s thin land.

If his family rented fertile fertile land, they would gain more from each acre of land!

Twelve acres of soybean land harvested nearly 3000 kilograms of soybeans.

Maizi, on the other hand, is just like everyone else in the village.The yield is about 180 kilograms per acre.

Eleven acres of wheat land yielded more than 1800 kilograms.

"Daughter-in-law, landlord Zhang has already spoken. As long as we in Chenjiacun rent his land, no matter how we negotiated in the past, we still have to pay [-]% of the rent this year. The government will take [-]%, and we will keep [-]%."

"Huh?" Chen Feiyan was completely frightened.

"Is Landlord Zhang going to charge so much this year?"

Chen Yixuan also looked helpless: "Daughter-in-law, please speak in a lower voice! Landlord Zhang only takes [-]%, which is already very conscientious!... Who said our farmland is not enough? It happens to be his farmland that we rent... "

"..." Chen Feiyan was completely speechless.

If your family gets such food, you can only get [-]%?

If you harvest 3000 kilograms of soybeans, you can only keep 900 kilograms at home?
More than 1800 kilograms of wheat were harvested, but my family could only get 540 kilograms?
So, the 1440 kilograms of grain left at home is the annual ration for his family of 11 people?

In other words, from now on, the 11 people in her family can only eat nearly 4 kilograms of food every day?
If she eats two meals a day, she can only stew two kilograms of grain each time.

……

Chen Feiyan just did the math in her head, and she felt that there was simply not enough food at home!

So, Chen Feiyan suddenly asked.

"Does landlord Zhang Da collect grain or money? If our family says that the fertility of the tenant's land is not good and we don't get that much grain, and we pay him less, do you think it doesn't matter?" Chen Yixuan thought for a moment and said He replied seriously: "Landlord Zhang is collecting money this year. The government also accepts cash. Our family should have saved another one or two now, right?"

Chen Feiyan nodded: "One tael of silver, plus 687 Wen."

Chen Yixuan nodded: "Then if I sell a few hundred more kilograms of wheat, that should be enough."

"Our family rented 21 acres of land from landlord Zhang Da this year, 3 acres of which were opened up by a tenant farmer last year. His housekeeper said that my uncle was a relative of his master, so he wouldn't take it from us. The remaining 18 acres of land , one-time payment, this year he only charges one or two half of our money."

"Take half or two? Is this too much or too little?"

Chen Feiyan couldn't help but settle the score again.

This year's wheat is shelled by a rice mill and turned into wheat flour, which is sold to grain shops in the county for 5 cents per pound.

100 pounds of wheat yields 80 pounds of flour.

There are more than 1800 kilograms of wheat at home, which is about 1400 kilograms of flour...

Chen Feiyan calculated for a while and felt dizzy.

"My father, Zhang Dadi asked us to pay this amount. Did our family make a profit or a loss?"

Chen Yixuan thought seriously for a long time, counting with ten fingers.Soon, he replied with great certainty: "Our family should have made money."

"...You mean, for the sake of your aunt and uncle, Landlord Zhang really gave us..."

Chen Yixuan smiled and nodded heavily.

"However, we still have to sell some food."

Chen Feiyan asked further: "Then will our family sell soybeans or ground flour this year?"

Chen Yixuan replied with a serious look: "Those rich people don't like to eat soybean rice. Grinding soybeans to make tofu is a long and troublesome process, and a pound of tofu only costs two cents."

"There are people in our village who sell tofu. I heard from them that one pound of soybeans can only produce 3 pounds of tofu. In other words, selling three pounds of tofu can only earn 6 cents. In recent years, the price of each pound of soybeans has only been It’s about three or four cents. Daughter-in-law, to be honest, those who sell tofu only earn some hard-earned money.”

"...Oh, just tell me, will our family be selling soybeans or tofu this year?"

Chen Yixuan sighed: "Actually, I haven't thought about it either."

"I'd better go to the county town tomorrow. After selling the pickles, I'll ask more about the price!"

Hearing this, Chen Feiyan suddenly became energetic.

"My dear father, you said that soybeans only cost four cents a pound, and a pound of tofu only costs two cents... Then the sour radish and pickled cucumbers I made cannot be eaten, so how can the restaurant manager be willing to give them to us? The family earns two pennies a pound?”

Chen Yixuan smiled: "The pickles you made are worth the price. The shopkeeper said they are delicious."

Speaking of food at home, Chen Feiyan began to share it with Chen Yixuan again.

"By the way, baby daddy, recently I have figured out pickled duck eggs and pickled goose eggs. They are very delicious and can last for a long time. I will give you a few to try now!"

When they heard that there was something to eat, the people who had been lying quietly on the kang all opened their eyes and woke up.

Chen Yixing, who had been listening carefully to Chen Feiyan and Chen Yixuan's whispers while holding his breath, pretended to yawn and said to himself: "Well, is it dawn? Work, work..."

After saying that, he pretended to push his son and wife beside him.

After he got up from the kang, his eyes looked closely at Chen Feiyan.

Just count on her to bring out all the delicious food quickly.

Chen Feiyan looked at their greedy looks, feeling angry and funny.

(End of this chapter)