Wei and Jin Cooks

  Chapter 682 Want to buy land

   It is not far from Chen County to Luoyang. If Zhao Hanzhang took the soldiers to race horses, he could get there in two days. However, because there were many people returning this time, the speed was much slower.

  As an aside, Zhao Hu, who had been proudly not giving Zhao Hanzhang a good face, followed Zhao Hanzhang silently after seeing that his son and grandson were going to Luoyang with Zhao Hanzhang.

  Slow speed has the advantage of slow speed. They can enjoy countless scenery on the road.

   Half of Zhao Hanzhang rides a car to deal with government affairs, or discusses the construction of Luoyang and Yuzhou after discussing with Fu Tinghan, Wei Jie, Zhao Cheng and others;

  On the road from Chen County to Luoyang, large tracts of arable land are empty and sparsely populated.

  Zhao Hanzhang reined in his horse, and rode on the horse to look into the distance.

Fu Tinghan was one step behind her, also reined in the horse, looked up, and said: "The location of the land they chose is very ordinary. Look at that land, there is a ditch connecting the river, and there is a ditch on the side. Generally speaking, such The fields will not be bad, but they are overgrown with weeds and uncultivated.”

   Zhao Hanzhang dismounted, threw the horse to Tinghe, and took Fu Tinghan down to check.

Walking to the field, she pulled the weeds away, and there was gray soil underneath. She grabbed the grass and pulled it out, and it was easy to pull out. The soil was soft, and when she shook it, the gray soil fell down. Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help it. Give it a thumbs up, "Good place!"

  Zhao Hu, who was rarely able to relax while riding a horse, stood by the side of the road watching for a while, and then supported the hand of the long follower to watch the excitement.

  He saw the grass in Zhao Hanzhang's hands at a glance, then lowered his head, saw the soil quality, his eyes lit up immediately, and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "This land is good, I bought it!"

  Zhao Hanzhang threw the grass away and asked, "Is there anyone who can cultivate the seventh uncle?"

  Zhao Hu looked left and right, pointed to the man who was waving a **** in the distance, and said: "Isn't that a human being? I bought him and asked him to farm for me. Would he not agree?"

   Zhao Hanzhang snorted softly, picked up his whip and walked towards the farmers.

Zhao Hu also followed immediately, taking the time to look at the land under his feet while walking, and commenting from time to time, "This land is not good, but it is also near the water canal. It can be regarded as Zhongtian. This is a good land. Use it to grow wheat, and the harvest will be sure. Not bad...this one is a bit far away from the water, but it can be used to grow beans, first plant rice for one season, and then corn for the next year..."

   When he approached the farmers who were plowing, Zhao Hu had already made up his mind, "You sell this piece to me, by the way, is this your territory?"

  Zhao Hanzhang only glanced at him.

  Zhao Hu understood, and happily followed her, "Sell me, I can buy this piece."

  There are rivers and ditches here. Although there is a lot of silt and overgrown weeds in the ditches, they can be used after a little cleaning.

  Water network coverage, as long as there are no huge natural disasters, the harvest can be guaranteed even in the case of small droughts and floods.

   Good place!

  The more he thought about it, the more Zhao Hu wanted to buy it.

   Zhao Hanzhang did not answer his call, and found the farmer who was plowing.

Seeing so many people coming towards him, the man couldn't help but gripped his **** tightly. The farmers who were plowing not far away saw it, and ran over with their hoes on their shoulders. them.

  Zhao Hanzhang didn't understand how they made such a bravado. She stopped, raised her hand and saluted: "Brothers, we are passing by here and I am thirsty. I wonder if you can bring water?"

  The farmers did not relax, and pointed directly at the river in the distance: "There is water there, just go there. You just crossed the ditch, and there should be water in there."

  Zhao Hanzhang: "...that's raw water."

  The farmers couldn't help saying: "We also bring raw water. It's still not cold at this time. Why waste firewood to boil water?"

   "But raw water is unclean, drinking it can easily make you sick," Zhao Hanzhang frowned slightly, "Have you been drinking raw water? I remember the county government should publicize that you should eat cooked water."

  The peasants relaxed a bit, and someone said "hi": "The county government just said that, and we just listened to it. Why do you take it seriously?"

  Zhao Hanzhang: ...She doesn't take the decree she issued seriously, who else takes it seriously?

  Fu Tinghan couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled. After Zhao Hanzhang glared at him, he restrained his smile, raised his head and said, "Is the raw water you use also river water?"

   "Yes, we also hunt from the river for food and food."

   Zhao Hanzhang spoke again, "Don't you have a well?"

   "Hey, isn't the river water and well water all water?" He said: "Water is good to drink. In the past two years, this area was dry, and even muddy water was rare. Now the river water is so clear, what is there to dislike?"

Zhao Hanzhang remained silent, and said after a while: "Nowadays, there are firewood and bellflowers everywhere in the field. If you have a baby at home, you can let them boil the fire and boil water. It doesn't take much effort. There are algae in the raw water, and there are many insects. Drinking it like this will easily cause abdominal pain. , if there is an internal problem, the body is susceptible to external infections, and diseases such as wind and cold are also easy to get."

The farmers were taken aback, and when they saw her serious advice, they also became serious, "Girl, it's not because we don't want to, but the children also have things to do, and they never stop from opening their eyes every day. How can they boil water when they have time?" Oh."

  He said: "If it's going to be cold today, we don't even have much firewood for the winter, so how dare we waste firewood to boil water? When it gets colder, we will definitely not drink raw water."

  The other two farmers were more direct, "We have no children in our family."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

  The peasants are very wary and refuse to disclose their information easily.

   Zhao Hu on the side interjected: "Is there a lot of young people in the family? How many people can farm? How about your teeth and foot strength? If I buy you, what other requirements do you have besides rations?"

Zhao Hanzhang turned his head and glared at him, but what she didn't expect was that the peasants were instantly excited, but they quickly looked at Zhao Hu worriedly, and asked carefully: "Is the master going to buy someone? But I don't know What does the buyer do?"

  Zhao Hu said angrily: "What else can you do besides farming?"

"I can't, I can't. We only know how to cultivate the land." The farmers thought for a while and said, "But I don't know how much rations are given each year, whether it is given monthly or seasonally, directly from the field, or whether it is paid by the government. How about getting out?"

   He even seriously discussed the business of buying and selling people in front of her.

  Zhao Hanzhang simply stood by and listened.

  Zhao Hu is not being taken advantage of, he has two ways to buy people, one is contract of living, buy for a few years, he would like to call this kind of long-term employment.

He doesn't give the buyout price, the money and food are given on a monthly basis, and every month he has to look at the labor efficiency of the other party, and continue if it is suitable. If it is not suitable, he will either fire the other party or throw him to dig river mud. Dare to be disobedient and try.

  The second is the death contract, which directly buys the life of the person. Under normal circumstances, this kind of transaction involves close relatives outside, and the money and food for the transaction are given to the close relatives.

  Since it is a dead contract, naturally there is no such thing as wages, a certain amount of food is given every month, as long as you don’t starve to death, and the rest, you can do other things in your slack time, which may make life easier.

  Zhao Hanzhang felt that he was harsh when he heard the terms of the report, but the farmers thought about it seriously and asked repeatedly: "Can the master really give a bucket of grain every month?"

   Zhao Hanzhang thought, what is enough for a bucket of grain?

  Zhao Hu nodded proudly.

   Several farmers were moved, and then hid aside to discuss.

  Zhao Hanzhang had sharp ears, and while listening to their discussion, he asked Zhao Hu, "Is this treatment good?"

  Zhao Hu said: "It's average. Although I didn't treat them very favorably, I didn't treat them badly."

  Zhao Hanzhang frowned, "One bucket of grain a month is not enough to be half full."

  Zhao Hu glanced at her curiously, frowned and said, "How many people in this world can be half-fed now? A bucket of grain a month is a lot, and making some vegetable **** with vegetables is pretty good if you don't starve to death."

  He said: "How many people starve to death every day outside now?"

  Zhao Hanzhang looked at him, "The seventh uncle knows."

  Zhao Hu laughed loudly and said: "I'm not that kind of scholar who doesn't know the world, my caravan travels around, how can I not know?"

Zhao Hanzhang was suddenly very sad, and stiffly twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Scholars who know the world don't have the heart to save the country, but people who have the heart to save the country don't know the world, and don't want to let go to know it. This world is really sad. .”

  Zhao Hu was stunned for a moment and then said: "You don't have to tell me this, you should talk to Wang Yan."

   After finishing speaking, Zhao Hu realized, "Oh, Wang Yan is dead, now you and Gou Xi are in charge."

  Zhao Hanzhang's face darkened, "Can you change the word?"

   "Okay, you are a good official, Yuzhou is blessed to have you, and the hateful ones are Gou Xi."

Zhao Hanzhang didn't feel happy at all when he heard this compliment, and the farmers had finished their discussions. Even though they had made a decision, everyone still had hesitation and embarrassment on their faces. Obviously, they didn't know what they were doing. whether the decision is correct.

  Zhao Hanzhang, who knew their respective decisions because of his strong hearing, didn't wait for them to speak, and asked directly: "Can't I live by farming by myself?"

The one who spoke was the farmer who decided to reject Zhao Hu and continue to be a good citizen. He sighed and said, "Now I have five buckets of wheat in my house, half a stone of beans, mixed with vegetable balls. I should be able to live until March and April next year, but I don't know what will be next year. What a scene."

   "Selling yourself may be a way out."

  Another farmer who decided to sell himself said: "But you have to be good to the master, otherwise you will be driven day and night, and I'm afraid you won't be able to survive this winter."

  Death deed, life and death are up to the owner.

  Both of them looked at Zhao Hu anxiously.

  Zhao Hanzhang sighed. Obviously, those who sold their bodies were terrified, not knowing whether it was right to sell themselves; those who decided to be good citizens also hesitated, not knowing whether their persistence was correct, so they all expressed doubts about their choices.

She raised her hand to stop what Zhao Hu was about to say, and directly cut to the point, pointing to the fertile fields beside the ditch and asked: "Those fields are also barren fields without owners, why don't you cultivate those, but choose the ones here land?"

  (end of this chapter)