He Zhuo looked a little smug: "Of course, it's best to use production instead of spending money. We can't even use up our own allowances, and neither can Xiao Zhenbao and the others. The fabric is just sitting in the storeroom gathering dust. It's better to take it out and use it as a gift. It's more presentable and beautiful, and no one can say anything about it."

Yinzhi scratched his head: "Why didn't Your Majesty think of that back then?"

He Zhuo quickly comforted him, "Back then, Your Highness read books every day, but you didn't delve into this area. If Your Highness were to do it, you would naturally do it better than I would. I just try to spend as little money as possible on gifts."

"It's already very good. Nowadays, apart from the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince, which prince can come up with so much cash all at once? Even the Third Prince couldn't come up with it if he didn't get it from his wife. My husband has married a good wife."

He Zhuo was a little embarrassed by such praise: "I am also a good husband and a good father."

The couple has started a routine of praising each other!

Yinzhi: "In that case, since there are more than 30,000 taels of silver in the account, I will give you 10,000 taels tomorrow and look around in the counties outside the capital to buy some land."

He Zhuo knew her husband well; he was a descendant of a noble family and had no idea about the price of land. So she reminded him, "The best paddy fields are generally 12-15 taels now, and medium-quality ones are generally 10-12 taels. Ten thousand taels of silver, if calculated at 12 taels per mu, can buy about 830 mu of land, which is quite a lot."

He Zhuo would not take on all these responsibilities herself, leaving her husband unable to do anything properly.

However, a necessary reminder is still needed, just in case some audacious person takes advantage of you.

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A sense of responsibility needs to be cultivated, and this is the way He Zhuo managed his husband.

Yinzhi had some understanding of his businesses, that is, he knew how much silver was produced each year, but he didn't know the specifics.

So He Zhuo explained to Yin Zhi in detail: "In our north, the fields are harvested once a year. One mu of land can produce two shi of grain. Currently, one tael of silver can buy two shi of grain."

Yinzhi's eyes showed appreciation, and he thought to himself, "My wife is knowledgeable about farming?"

He Zhuo smiled matter-of-factly: "When I was at my maternal home, my grandfather treated all his grandchildren equally. Every year, the grandchildren would farm together and be taught by the old farmers, so I know a little about it."

Yinzhi nodded, feeling a bit curious about his deceased grandfather, the Fujin.

“Normally, our land is rented to farmers, and the rent is usually 50%. So one mu of land can generally produce 1 shi of grain. Converted into silver, more than 800 mu a year would yield more than 400 taels of silver, which is a guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood,” He Zhuo continued to tell Yin Zhi.

Yinzhi calculated that although the money was not much, he still had land, which was a kind of property.

"An old farmer once said that the longer a landlord leases land to a farmer, the better the land will be tended. What tenant farmers fear most is not having land, or being allowed to cultivate it for two or three years and then not being allowed to cultivate it anymore. My dowry land was all under a ten-year contract. Over time, the tenant farmers will treat it as their own land and tend to it with even more care."

Yinzhi had never heard of such a thing before and was somewhat surprised: "There are such things to learn?"

He Zhuo looked at Yin Zhi's wide-eyed surprise and chuckled, "That's right. Don't underestimate farming, there's a lot to learn about it. Father Emperor values ​​agriculture. In mid-spring, Father Emperor would rise from his heavy political duties and lead the civil and military officials out of the court to the Altar of Agriculture to cultivate the land."

Historically, Prince Yong knew that his father, Emperor Kangxi, valued agriculture. In order to please him, he farmed at home and sent the produce to the palace. He even created a painting called "Farming Picture"!