An Dashan said: "If the fertility is good enough, it won't be a problem to produce 800 kilograms of wheat per mu."
The county magistrate was shocked. He squinted his eyes and looked at An Dashan intently, trying to see from his face whether he was lying.
An Dashan noticed the magistrate's gaze, but he was not afraid at all and stood up straight. The magistrate saw An Dashan's expression and had an idea in mind. He asked, "How much food do you have at home now? How many acres of land can you plant?"
An Dashan said: "I still have about 4,000 kilograms of wheat at home."
The village chief also said: "My family also has about 800 kilograms of wheat. The village chief is now regretting that he only planted one acre.
The county magistrate calculated that if 30 kilograms of wheat seeds were used per mu of land, the 4,800 kilograms could be used to plant 160 mu of land. The county magistrate thought for a while and asked the village head, "How many mu of land do you have in your village?"
The village chief knew everything about the village, so he said, "Your Excellency, our village has a total of 236 acres of land."
The county magistrate nodded and said, "Okay, the county government will buy the grain from both of your families this year at the market price of wheat seeds, and then we will test it in your village first. All of your village will plant this winter wheat this year. Don't worry, you don't have to pay taxes on the grain you grow this year. You just need to return this year's grain seeds to the government, and next year you will still buy it at the market price of this year's wheat seeds. Go back and tell the villagers to take good care of the fields. Whoever has the highest grain yield will be rewarded handsomely by me." The village chief was very excited when he heard this. His 800 kilograms of grain could be sold for 20 taels of silver! And because it was grown more, he didn't have to pay taxes. This was really a huge benefit.
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