Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 93 Rent Free

   Zhao Ming couldn't convince Zhao Song, and Zhao Song couldn't get Zhao Ming's approval. The father and son broke up unhappily.

   Although the conversation was unpleasant, Zhao Ming had to accompany them to inspect the field shop the next day.

   At this time, it is the season of the summer harvest, so the fields are full of people who harvest wheat.

   Zhao Hanzhang rode on a horse wearing a hood, but she refused to wear it properly. She lifted the veil from the hood, revealing most of her face, and when her eyes were lowered, she could meet the people working in the fields.

Zhao Song didn't like horseback riding, so he went directly in an ox cart. He stopped Zhao Hanzhang, who was walking beside the cart, and asked, "How is the wheat harvest at Shangcai? I've seen that it's going to rain for a few days. Time to close."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "It's all harvested, and the farmers are preparing the land to plant beans."

   Zhao Hao was surprised, "So fast?"

   In his memory, Zhao Hanzhang had a lot of land in Cai's dowry, and she also exchanged a lot of land with Zhao Zhongyu.

Zhao Hanzhang sighed and said, "Before the housekeeping was not good, many fields were abandoned, and in recent years, the tenants and long-term workers have been lost, and the cultivated fields are also rough sown, and the harvest is not good. Recently, I took in some refugees. There are too many people, and such a little thing will be collected quickly."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled after finishing speaking, "It is precisely because the work in the field is finished that I can come back to see the fifth uncle."

   Zhao Hao's heavy heart was relieved, and he said with a smile: "Can't you come back to see me if you have work in the field?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said sweetly, "Naturally I will come back. Seeing the fifth uncle is the same as seeing my grandfather. My heart is at peace."

Zhao Ming, who was crowded with his father on an ox cart, couldn't listen anymore, and asked the driver to stop the cart. He jumped out of the ox cart, stretched his arms and legs, and when he turned his head and saw that everyone was looking at him, he waved: "Let's go, I'll get out of the car and do some activities and go."

   After thinking about it, Zhao Hanzhang dismounted and handed the horse to Tinghe, but he also walked.

  Fu Tinghan lowered his head and thought, if he didn't dismount, would it be rude?

   Zhao Song was too lazy to pay attention to his son, and smiled at Fu Tinghan, who was a little embarrassed: "Fu Dalang-jun doesn't need to pay attention to them, let their uncle and nephew walk, riding bumpy, why not get in the car and sit with me?"

   Fu Tinghan readily agreed.

   Zhao Ming glanced back at the ox cart, and said to Zhao Hanzhang who was walking beside him, "Jun Fu Dalang's body doesn't seem to be comparable to yours, Sanniang."

   "Isn't this the current trend? The man puts on his face, his body is like a weak willow supporting the wind, and he feels like a fairy."

   Zhao Ming: ...I feel offended.

   Zhao Hanzhang had already turned his head and stared at him to take a closer look. After scanning up and down, he suddenly smiled brightly, "Uncle Tang's makeup looks good today."

   Zhao Ming looked at Zhao Hanzhang, who was facing the sky, and was suddenly very angry, but he couldn't say a word.

   Zhao Hanzhang walked to the field and pulled a piece of wheat to see, "It seems that this year's harvest is not bad."

"There are also bad ones," Zhao Ming stepped forward, pulled a piece of wheat, and ate one. "There are ditches passing through here, and there are fertile fields. If the land is barren, the harvest is not very good."

   Zhao Ming pointed in another direction and said, "This year, there is an insect plague in the north of the mountain. Most of the wheat in that field is empty shells, which is even more serious."

   Zhao Hanzhang thought about it and said, "I remember that my family and my uncle's family have several fields over there."

  Zhao Ming said with an "um": "You can take a detour to Shanbei and return to Wubao in a while, you can check the situation."

  Tan Zhong honestly followed them.

  The part of the land that was handed over to the clansmen for farming is not counted, but only for the tenants and long-term workers, and there are quite a few, and the fields are all close to each other.

   Zhao Hanzhang has seen his own house, and he can see the situation of Zhao Zhongyu's house when he turns his head.

The tenants and long-term workers who worked in the fields had never seen Zhao Hanzhang. They heard that she was the eldest daughter of the long house. They immediately put down the sickle and came forward, knelt on the field ridge and spoke to Zhao Hanzhang, "Last year, the lord was very kind. We have 20% of the rent, and the crops in the fields are not bad this year, so we can make up for that 20%.”

   Zhao Hanzhang helped him up and asked, "Your name is Chen San?"

   "Yes, a small family does three things."

   "Who else is at home? When did you come to Wubao? How many acres of land did you rent in Wubao?"

  Chen Sanyi replied that he was exiled to Xiping five years ago. Because Zhao Shiwu Fort recruited long-term workers and tenant farmers, he left with his family.

   "...rented ten acres of land, of which six acres belonged to the girl's family, and four acres belonged to the seventh master."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked: "Can I make a living?"

  Chen San replied, "I can barely make ends meet."

Zhao Hanzhang let out a long sigh, and looked at the woman who was bending over to harvest wheat and the child who was looking for wheat ears in the field not far behind him. She thought for a while and said, "Last year, the 20% of the rent your grandfather gave you on credit will be waived. already."

  Chen San widened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Song who was sitting on the ox cart. He immediately knelt down and said, "Don't dare".

Zhao Hanzhang pulled him up, "Last year, my grandfather would give you 20% of your rent, just to pity you for having a hard time, and I'm afraid that you will be lazy if you get rid of the rent directly. "

   Zhao Song, who was sitting on the ox cart, nodded approvingly.

Chen San was even more moved, his eyes reddened, he broke free from Zhao Hanzhang's hand, knelt down and kowtowed, "Xie girl, Xie Langzhu, I will offer the longevity tablet of Langzhu when I go back, and I will never dare to make offerings every day in the future. Neglect."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Grandfather doesn't care about these people who are polite, why spend money?"

   She looked far and knew that a lot of this land belonged to her, so she simply said, "I have waived all the 20% of the rent that my grandfather gave you on credit last year. Tell them about it."

  Chen San's eyes brightened, he kowtowed twice, and said loudly, "Thank you, lady!"

  Chen San ran to the next field ridge and shouted directly into the distance, "The lady has waived the 20% rent we owed last year—"

The voice spread far and wide, and the tenants who also rented Zhao Hanzhang's land not far away cheered happily. They also knelt down and kowtowed in the direction where Zhao Hanzhang was standing, and then got up and continued to shout at the distance. The matter passed on.

   Zhao Song felt the happiness of the tenants, and also felt the gratitude of the tenants to Zhao's Wubao, and felt that the cohesion of the Wubao was even greater.

   He stroked his beard with satisfaction, glanced at Zhao Hanzhang with satisfaction, and turned to Zhao Ming, who was thinking about it.

   Zhao Changyu is the patriarch, and his decisions directly affect the rest of the family.

So last year, the field failed, and he wrote back, saying that the life of the tribe and the tenants was difficult, so after the summer harvest and the autumn harvest, he only took 10% of the rent from the tribe and 20% of the rent from the tenants, leaving the remaining 20% ​​for next year until the harvest. Okay, then make up.

   The 20% of the rent that he underpaid is even if he lent everyone to tide over the difficulties.

  As a supporter of Zhao Changyu, Zhao Song naturally stood by his side firmly, so he waved his hand, and his family did the same.

The big households in the    tribe followed suit, including Zhao Zhongyu, who was far away in the capital.

   He naturally followed the big brother at that time.

   At this moment, everyone looked at Tan Zhong together.

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)