Passed through the village and came to the outside of the village.
The midsummer sunshine is like golden waves, sprinkling on the wheat fields in the second month of the lunar calendar.
The wheat field is like a green ocean. When the breeze blows, the wheat waves roll. The wheat ears are full of grains and hang down heavily.
The wheat fields are filled with a rich wheat aroma.
These wheat fields are the result of the hard work of the farmers in Taoyuan Township. They water this land with their sweat and hard work.
In the distance of the wheat field, you can see the busy figures of farmers. They are either checking the maturity of the wheat ears or clearing the weeds on the edge of the field, making final preparations for the harvest.
Accompanied by Village Chief Jiang, Qian Chunhua walked along the path in the middle of the wheat field, feeling the touch of wheat ears, as if he was in a golden world.
Seeing this scene, it can be predicted that there will be a great harvest in the future. Not only Village Chief Jiang, but even Qian Chunhua is very excited.
"It's really beautiful." Qian Chunhua exclaimed.
The wheat fields are beautiful, the wheat waves are beautiful, and the harvest is even more beautiful.
"Thank God for your mercy. We have a good harvest this year, all thanks to the grain seeds provided by the county lord." Village chief Jiang smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
The villagers had a good harvest and their lives were better, so they felt they had fulfilled their responsibilities.
"County Lady, how much tax should be paid after the grain is harvested?" asked Village Chief Jiang.
Taoyuan Township is the fiefdom of the county lord. Although it is not large in area and the villagers are not wealthy, they still have to pay taxes. If Village Chief Jiang asks in advance, he can also make preparations early.
"How much did you pay before?" Qian Chunhua asked last time, but forgot.
"In the past, we paid one-twelve percent tax to the government." When Village Chief Jiang saw the county lady asking him, he did not dare to hide it and confessed the truth.
This is not a secret, and the county magistrate can easily find it out if he wants to.
Qian Chunhua nodded. This tax was actually quite high, 12% tax, which meant that 12% of the harvest had to be taxed.
She thought about it and realized that her fiefdom was tax-free by the imperial court, but she could not exempt the villagers from taxes.
She knew the principle of repaying kindness with gratitude, and her fiefdom also needed taxes to build, and she couldn't rely entirely on herself to subsidize it.
More importantly, Qian Chunhua didn't want to be too unique. If he collected taxes on other people's fiefdoms but didn't, it would cause gossip.
"After the natural disaster, the tax can be reduced. Let's collect 15% tax today, and 12% tax when things return to normal."
"Thank you, County Lady. You are so kind." Village Chief Jiang was overjoyed.
Don't underestimate these few points of tax, at least they can keep a person from going hungry.
If the county lady had not been here, Village Chief Jiang would have wanted to run over and tell the villagers the good news.
"Are there many children in our village who go to school?" Qian Chunhua asked casually.
Village Chief Jiang smiled bitterly, "Where is the money for studying? Everyone works very hard, but we can only survive."
Qian Chunhua remained silent. She felt uncomfortable too, but this was the society we were in today and her personal power was limited.
Seeing that Lady Yi didn't say anything, Village Chief Jiang knew that he was too abrupt.
The villagers had no money to send their children to school and did not have enough food to eat. None of this had anything to do with the county lord and was not caused by her.
Moreover, the county lord was kind to them and lent them grain seeds without interest. Otherwise, they would have been unable to see the bumper harvest this time.
Village Chief Jiang felt a little ashamed for a moment, "Please punish me, County Lord. I was rude just now."
Qian Chunhua waved his hands to indicate that he didn't care.
What's the point of caring? What Village Chief Jiang said is the truth. I can't punish him for telling the truth. What kind of person would I be?
After another round, Qian Chunhua entered the main courtyard of the manor.
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