Empress, Spare My Life: Your Humble Minister Will Undress and Offer Treasures

Carrying a transmigration guide, Zhao Hao transmigrated to the Great Qian Dynasty, becoming a notorious good-for-nothing second-generation official. Because he teased a princess, he was thrown into...

Chapter 547: Sir, how long has it been since you felt so comfortable?

After eating, Zhao Hao sat for a while and made a pot of tea with Jiang Yiren.

After drinking, he left reluctantly.

When I got back home, it was time for lunch, although I had already eaten in Su Garden.

But he still accompanied my mother for another meal.

There’s nothing we can do. The family rules are right on the table.

After finishing the meal, Zhao Hao talked with his mother for a while, and then went to the first floor with Wu Song.

Now the first floor is managed by Lao Zhong again.

And I sell a table clock every half a month.

As the number of sales increased and more clocks were sold, the auction format was naturally cancelled.

Changed to selling at a fixed price.

Each frame costs five hundred strings of cash.

The money earned, after paying for the workshop, was sent to Tongshan City twice in a row.

The subsidy for each family was up to eight strings of coins.

The remaining money was put into the imperial treasury.

It was taken away by Zhao Hao's father.

After taking a stroll on the first floor, the two of them left the city and headed for the imperial farm.

In the car, Zhao Hao said to Wu Song, "Second Brother Wu, when we arrive, you can go home to see your brother first. We will stay in the manor tonight."

Wu Song nodded: "Yes."

He hadn't been back for several months and he was really eager to go home.

At dusk, in charge of the government office.

As Zhao Hao stepped in, Luo Bi quickly came out to greet him.

"Master!"

"Lao Luo, long time no see."

"The master has lost a lot of weight."

"no way!"

Zhao Hao strode in and sat down on the couch. Luo Bi hurried over to make him a cup of tea.

"Lao Luo, how is the farm lately?"

"How's the harvest?"

Luo Bi said quickly: "My Lord, all three farms have achieved excellent harvests."

Speaking of this, Luo Bi suddenly became excited.

"Sir, after the autumn harvest, the tenants came to pay their grain. You didn't see the scene with your own eyes."

"Every tenant who came to pay grain used the largest bucket."

"The first thing I do when I deliver the grain is to kowtow to the head of the government and thank you for your grace, sir!"

"So that every household can finally have enough food to eat."

"My Lord, that kind of scene is simply unimaginable. After seeing it, I couldn't calm down for a long time."

After Zhao Hao took over these three farms, he did not take any action at first.

Later, after dealing with the managers of the other two farms, he directly divided all the fields into three grades: upper, middle and lower, and distributed them equally to all the tenant farmers.

Let them be responsible only to themselves.

Only 20% of the output is handed over.

In this way, every tenant farmer had a lot of food left over.

Just counting millet, it would be at least 500 kilograms.

This number may not sound like much, but for the tenant farmers, it is an astronomical figure.

Before Zhao Hao arrived, these tenant farmers worked hard all year round, and no matter how many people there were in their families, they would have at most 100 to 180 kilograms left, which was considered a lot.

Some weigh a little, while others weigh dozens of kilograms.

When the food was gone, they ate wild vegetables. When the wild vegetables were gone, they ate tree bark. When there was no more tree bark to eat, they sold their children.

These are all common things and are not new at all.

Zhao Hao was also very happy to hear Luo Bi say this.

His abilities are limited, so he is naturally happy to be able to do something like this within a limited scope.

"By the way, Lao Luo, how is the cotton I had people plant in the farm doing now?"

"My Lord, when the cotton is ripe, I have had it carefully picked and brought back."

"Oh? Where is it?"

"It's in the warehouse, and I've already had people pick out the seeds wrapped in the cotton."

"Okay, Lao Luo, well done. Have someone point out the things. I'll take them away tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Luo Bi hurried over.

Zhao Hao asked his servants to find Su Si.

Before he went to Qinzhou, Su Si had already come to Zhuangzi and had been studying in the porcelain workshop and papermaking workshop.

I haven't seen you for a few months and I still miss you a lot.

Hearing that Zhao Hao had returned, Su Si ran back without stopping, then threw herself into Zhao Hao's arms with tears in her eyes.

After crying for a long time, she came out of Zhao Hao's arms and started asking Zhao Hao a hundred thousand questions about the situation in Qinzhou.

"Sir, are you living well? Are you eating well? You've lost so much weight, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

"Sir, are you not going to go back to Beijing this time? Are you going to work as a miner in the mine?"

“…”

Seeing that her eyes were red and full of worry and heartache, Zhao Hao gently stroked her cheek and wiped away her tears.

"You ask so many questions, which one should I answer?"

Su Si said quickly: "Answer them all, I want to know."

Zhao Hao smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, there is nothing much to say. Instead, tell me, how do you feel about the past few months in the manor?"

Su Si snuggled into Zhao Hao's arms again and said, "It's good. The workshops are all well organized. I have learned a lot."

"I have basically mastered the production process of the workshop."

"Next, I plan to go back and start building our own sales channels after the New Year."

Zhao Hao smiled and nodded: "Well, since you think it's okay, then come back with me tomorrow."

"The First Floor has saved some money in the past few months, plus the year-end dividend from Ganjiu, it should be enough for you."

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