Song Lizheng glared at Song Yuanyan: "Do you think he's stupid?"
Song Yuanyan was not convinced, and Song Lizheng was very disappointed: "It is impossible to exempt the land tax unless there is an imperial decree from the capital.
Now the Great Yong Dynasty is engulfed in war, and every place is either short of food or soldiers.
If we tell the official that the grain has been washed away by the flood, what do you think he will do?
Song Yuanyan's face changed, and he asked in disbelief: "No way, Dad, what does the chaos in other places have to do with us? The Zhou family army already has so many people, do we still need to recruit soldiers?"
Song Lizheng paused, staring at Song Yuanyan for a long time, and finally shook his head dejectedly: "Forget it, forget it, there's no comparison!"
The weather was pretty good for the next period of time.
The clouds gathered again, blocking out the scorching sun.
Most of the moisture in Qingshan Village has evaporated, and it is no longer as humid and hot as before.
The villagers continued to dry the wheat, threshing it while drying, and storing the straw to make fertilizer or start fires.
In addition, we have to seize the time to plant vegetables in the empty land.
Such as winter melon, cabbage, radish, pumpkin, and green onion.
Many people in the village noticed that the vegetables grown in the Ling family's other field were very different, but they were too embarrassed to come and ask.
The reason was simple: the Ling family took everything except what they ate to sell in the county.
I heard it's quite expensive.
The Ling family has already helped the village a lot. It would be unkind and a bit unreasonable to ask more questions.
The villagers still have some dignity.
Has anyone ever thought about eating those vegetables?
Of course there are, and quite a few.
I'm not a saint. Whether I can stick to my bottom line depends on how big the temptation is.
Chi Xingyue wanted to make quick money, so he naturally had to spend a lot of money. He had someone build a mud house in the field, and from 10 am to 10 pm, they took turns to guard it.
In this way, the thieves who were ready to act were scared away.
Jinbao and Lingyi would send ripe cucumbers, tomatoes, Chinese cabbage, etc. to the county every two days, and the shopkeeper Peng of Ruyilou would always give a high price.
Especially the tomatoes, which appeared for the first time in Dayong Dynasty. They tasted sour and sweet and went very well with rice.
Shopkeeper Peng offered a high price of 100 coins per catty, and if it was made into a dish, the price would be doubled.
Of course, these have nothing to do with the Ling family. They are just emotionless supply machines.
Of course, this matter did not escape the eyes and ears of Zhou Jiajun. Fu Huanping sent people to purchase and bought a large amount of goods at a price 10% lower than that of the restaurant.
Chi Xingyue certainly had no objection, as wholesale and retail prices were different.
What's more, they planted nearly two acres of tomatoes, and it would be difficult to store them if they didn't sell them.
As for whether or not I'm afraid of exposing my space due to these anomalies? Ha, I'm not really afraid.
What can I say about tomatoes? They have appeared in those travel notes.
However, it is still cultivated as an ornamental plant in the west, far away from the Dayong Dynasty.
This is similar to the history that Chi Xingyue has learned, and for this reason, Chi Xingyue dares to popularize it with confidence and boldness.
After all, before the incident, the Ling family was the richest family in Jiangnan, so it was normal for them to have some special methods.
In addition, there are chili peppers.
In addition to being a seasoning, this thing can also dispel cold and is very useful on the battlefield.
Fu Huanping commissioned the Ling family to plant large quantities of fruit, and even sent injured soldiers to recuperate and watch over the land to ensure that the fruits would not be stolen by spies from Northern Liao.
Unfortunately, he said it at the wrong time, and the Ling family did not prepare so many seeds.
In addition, peppers like heat, and the temperature is about to drop, so it is hard to say whether we can plant another crop.
However, neither side gave up, but just kept the matter secret.
First, ensure the harvest in the Ling family's fields, then raise seedlings and sow seeds, and try to harvest another crop before the snow falls.
If that doesn't work, grow it indoors or build a greenhouse.
In short, solutions are invented by people. There must be a suitable solution.
On the first day of July, people from the county government came to collect grain.
With more than a dozen yamen runners and a group of people coming from the county to watch the fun, Qingshan Village was more bustling than ever before.
Song Lizheng paid taxes with 40% of the grain yield per mu of his fertile land, and his heart was bleeding.
But there is no way, this is the rule from above.
If he doesn't pay, people will have plenty of ways to deal with him.
The onlookers were clamoring and praising Qingshan Village for its good crop production.
But they did not know that these were all picked, and those that were not full were left for themselves to eat.
When the others saw that the village head had paid the tax, they also began to move food out of their homes.
The elderly people did not dare to resist, but they were all wiping away tears.
Chi Xingyue felt that this was a silent confrontation.
It was not until the Ling family's turn that she realized that taxes were not collected based on the actual weight of grain you harvested.
Instead, it is charged based on the average yield of various types of land in a good year.
This means that everyone pays more land tax than in theory.
In bad years, there are much more.
Just like now, they collect 40% on the surface, but in reality, it’s more than 50%, almost 60%.
No wonder everyone is so sad.
Ling Jiheng asked Erzhu to move out the food they had prepared long ago. The officers looked at the mountain of sacks and drooled with envy.
Apart from the wealthy families in the county, the Ling family of Qingshan Village is also a well-known family, owning more than 300 acres of land.
However, the amount of grain handed over is obviously wrong.
"Don't hide it, if you find out, you'll be in big trouble!"
The leader, considering that the Ling family "pays tribute" from time to time, gave a kind reminder.
Ling Jiheng said the quantity was correct.
After careful checking, it was discovered that the land purchased by Jinbao was included in the tax, but no tax was paid.
Ling Jiheng hurriedly took out the document issued by General Zhou, which stated that the Ling family was entrusted by the Zhou family army to help grow crops, and this piece of land was not required to pay taxes.
The officer nodded and returned the document to Ling Jiheng, looking at them with respect.
After the matter was over, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, asked someone to close the door, then raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and said that her legs felt a little weak.
Ling Jiheng hurried forward to help the man into the house, thinking that exile must have caused psychological trauma to the old man.
Whenever she saw a yamen runner, she would subconsciously shrink back, fearing that he would cause trouble for her.
He comforted the old lady in the house for a long time and stayed with her for nearly half an hour.
It was not until late that Ling Jiheng returned to Qingfeng Courtyard. He held Chi Xingyue in his arms, inhaling her fragrance to dispel the negative emotions in his heart.
The Ling family's door was locked, and no one knew that after the officers left, the grain dealer showed up.
Grain is purchased at a price 20% higher than last year.
The villagers were not short of money, so they didn't sell anything.
The grain dealer didn't receive the goods and looked unhappy. Finally, he left cursing.
The onlookers dispersed.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, Yinbao and Lingsan returned.
He was exhausted, but his face was full of smiles.
As soon as they got off the car, they took out the good things they bought in the city.
There are peaches, apricots, watermelons, bird's nests, fish maw, sea cucumbers, saffron, and various cakes and cloths.
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