After being exiled, Lucky Zaizai took his whole family to farm.

Chapter 50 Harvest
  Everyone who went this time and the families where someone died were able to receive a pension of fifty taels and a hundred catties of grain.

Those who were seriously injured and those who were slightly injured also received silver and grain respectively.

Thirty taels of serious injuries and one hundred catties of grain.

Ten taels of minor injuries and fifty jins of grain.

Some people joined, but most of the people who paddled throughout the whole process only had five taels and thirty kilograms of food.

People like Qin Jia, who not only killed many grassland people, but were also able to compete with the opponent's masters, were given fifty taels and one hundred catties of grain.

The rewards from the Zhao family are not low, with thirty taels and fifty kilograms of grain.

The Wen family had less, with only ten taels and thirty kilograms of food. After all, Wen Chenru was on point in every game, and he also missed a lot of last-ditch kills.

After such distribution, the territory suddenly became poor.

But it’s okay not to give it.

Everyone does not have a strong sense of belonging to the territory. If there is no benefit, no one will be willing to sacrifice their lives next time.

The crisis was over, and life in the territory returned to normal.

It's obviously mid-October, but the weather doesn't look like autumn at all, and the sun is still so fierce.

Not a drop of rain could be seen.

Fortunately, their territory is backed by a waterhole, and they have recently been required to fetch water.

Each household can only fetch water five times, which is ten buckets.

Except for daily life, everything else is used to water the ground.

Recently, Qin Huaiyi and Wenfu have been watching the sweet potato vines in the fields every day, worrying that they will wither before they grow.

The same goes for everyone else in the territory.

Ten buckets of water are really barely enough for people with a lot of land.

Water a few acres today, water a few acres tomorrow, and alternate watering. Once the little water is dispersed, it will be difficult for even the ground to get wet.

"Alas!" At the dinner table, everyone was accustomed to hearing Qin Huaiyi sigh for the first time.

"Stop lamenting and eat quickly. It won't rain today. Even if you lament for a few days and nights, it won't rain." Fang Yuerong consoled her.

"Dad, don't panic. In the worst case, I'll secretly draw some water and pour it into our fields."

Ever since they lived separately from Siqi and the others, every time a meal was prepared, they would consciously take it back to the wooden house to eat.

After all, servants cannot eat at the same table as the master, and they still understand this rule.

So now they are the only ones eating together, so Qin Jia has no worries about speaking.

Qin Huaiyi said with a sad look on his face: "That won't work, it won't be a good thing to be too conspicuous by then.

I don’t know how long the drought will last. How can we have a good harvest in such weather? "

No wonder this place is a place of exile, leaving no room for survival.

Qin Jia felt that it might be better if it didn't rain. According to previous historical records, in the ancient times of Blue Star, they were afraid of being exiled to a bitter and cold place.

It's 20 to 30 degrees below zero, and the main attraction is an ice sculpture everywhere.

"Don't think about it. The pool is connected to the groundwater. We shouldn't be completely out of water."

"It's true that Mr. Ming is very discerning in choosing the location of his territory." Qin Lie praised.

There was admiration for Gongsun Wuming in his tone, and everyone present was already used to it.

Ever since they learned that he had killed the leader of the grassland outlaws last time, all the young men in the territory began to worship Mr. Ming.

I even wanted to learn skills from a teacher, but they didn't accept me as apprentices.

Qin Lie is one of the enthusiastic fans.

"Let's eat. If it doesn't rain today, there's no point in worrying about it."    ***
  I originally thought that Shaoyu meant that it rained occasionally, but I didn’t expect that it didn’t rain all the time!
  At the end of October, all the food in the territory is ready for harvest.

Due to lack of water and exposure to high temperatures, this year's harvest is less than two-thirds of last year's.

The harvest of food determines how full the family will be next year.

Originally I could maintain a five-point fullness situation with two meals a day, but now I am afraid I will be three-points full.

Although the weather has not turned cold yet, the plants on the mountain have begun to wither.

If it snows in another month, there will be no food on the mountain, and we will have to rely on the harvested food to survive the entire winter.

But judging from the current situation, the only good news is that there may not be a winter this year.

The bad news is that without snow, the ground may be so dry next year that it will crack.

The rules of the territory are that everyone must hand over 20% of the income from the fields they cultivate to the territory as expenses for guarding the territory on weekdays.

So after paying the local tax, every household has less food.

It is obviously the joyful harvest season, but the atmosphere is too heavy.

After harvesting food, not to mention anything else, at least the family must have a full meal to comfort themselves for the hard work of this year.

But in this case, let alone being full, the food on the table was even lighter than before.

In the big wooden house, Gongsun Wuming was also worried, "There is not much food left in the warehouse."

Except for emergencies, they had sent out so many before, and now they had to live frugally.

Lin Yuan was stirring the gruel in the bowl, with a look of despair on his face.

"Hey, when will that guy from Qinghe come back from Dongli?

Fugui Trading Company didn't come this year, so we're afraid we'll have to use emergency food supplies. "

"It should be soon. I should be back by the end of next month at the latest."

Lin Xuan asked: "I have already sent the letter for additional food purchases."

"Well, I received the news today that it has not rained in the north of Xishu this year, and it has not rained in the east for half a year.

There is a shortage of food everywhere, and the price of food has increased fivefold. "

After all, not everyone has a waterhole, and the food in their territory can still guarantee about two-thirds of previous years.

In other places, when there is a water shortage, no one dares to use more water to irrigate the ground, because even daily water may not be enough.

Most villages share a well.

Some places are fine if they are close to rivers and streams, but if they are not, there are really only a few hundred people in the village who can only rely on that one well to survive.

Gongsun Wuming continued: "The news is that the refugees were driven away from every city they went to, and no city accepted them."

"Hey, why don't you drive him away? Otherwise, the Dog Emperor will find out and you won't be reprimanded.

According to me, these officials also think too much. Our emperor, who is currently busy fighting for his son, has no time to care about refugees.

Even if a whole city died, he would probably have to think about it. There were still so many people anyway, so it didn't matter if they didn't die all the time. "

Lin Yuan's face was full of sarcasm.

To say that the current emperor was fine in the early years, except that his ears were a little softer, his personality was a little softer, and he was a little indulgent and sensual, his political affairs were still managed in a orderly manner.

But the older he got, the more confused he became.

The officials he indulged in privately created a mess among the people.

But he didn't know who had instigated him, and he began to continuously depose the prince and leave the political affairs to the grand master of the dynasty.

Western Shu was almost destroyed.

(End of this chapter)