Half a month later, the potato harvest was complete, a notice was posted, and the potatoes after deducting taxes began to be distributed to the people.
There was a long queue at the warehouse door, and the people looked a little nervous. They had worked hard for three or four months and were just waiting for the final distribution so that they could have more food to eat at home.
Rows of carts were waiting in the corner. Three people at the door held booklets and began to check the information and count them one by one.
He shouted loudly: "Liu Yue'e from Liujia Village, Shangxi Town, come forward."
Upon hearing this, a woman wearing a headscarf hurried forward with her child and humbly asked, "Sir, how many potatoes can my family take back this time?"
"Liu Yue'e's family has three people and three mu of land. The total potato production is 12,000 kilograms. The tax is 20%, which is 2,400 kilograms. Your family can get the remaining 80%, which is 9,600 kilograms of potatoes."
Hearing this number, Liu Yue'e's eyes widened, wondering if she had misheard. She stammered, "Sir, sir, can I really get so much?"
The man smiled and said, "Of course, these are all registered. You won't be shortchanged. The potatoes are heavy, so they'll be delivered to your home on a cart."
"As for how to store it, you can decide for yourself. But I have to remind you that it's best to slice it. Otherwise, it will turn green and sprout and become poisonous. I understand."
"There is a processing factory for slicing, and it's free for everyone to slice when they send it in. Don't worry about that, you just have to wait in line."
The people cheered, "Thank you, sir, for your kindness. We will plant potatoes again next year. As long as we have enough to eat, we can plant anything."
"Haha, brother, you're right. These days, having enough food is the most important thing. Who cares what you grow?"
The man registering the crops struck the gong and shouted with a smile on his face, "No need to wait until next year. The Major General said we can plant two crops a year. We can plant another batch right after this harvest."
"If we can harvest it before late autumn, everyone won't starve to death at home during the cold winter. But everyone has heard it."
The people were even happier when they heard this, and smiles appeared on their faces.
"I heard it. Thank you for the reminder, sir."
The man waved his hand and said, "Someone bring out the potatoes, weigh them, load them onto the cart and send them to Liu Yue'e's house. Come back after you've delivered them. There are other families who need them."
Several soldiers hurried in and began carrying out bags one by one and putting them on carts, and then pulled them away one by one.
Liu Yue'e's eyes were red with excitement. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and followed with her two children. Once they got home, the three of them started carrying bags into the cellar.
Da Mao and Er Mao smiled brightly: "Mom, it's great that we don't have to go hungry this year. I love eating potatoes, they are delicious."
"Yes, yes, we don't have to go hungry this year, all thanks to the Marquis. When it's time to plant potatoes next season, you all have to get busy, okay?"
"We can also grow some in our yard and on the mountain. If there's any leftover food, we can sell it. Our family will definitely get better and better in the future."
The mother and her two sons were busy working. The other villagers looked at them with envy and were busy going to get their own potatoes. There was no jealousy at all.
With such a high yield, no one would starve to death as long as they worked...
The refugees who fled the famine also lined up in turn according to their work points and received their own potatoes to survive the winter, with smiles on their faces.
"Great, great! I didn't expect we'd get a share too. We need to work harder and become citizens of the Northern Wilderness sooner. We'll also be able to have our own land in the future. How wonderful!"
The officer holding the booklet said gently, "Don't worry, everyone. Considering that you fled here before and the house is too small, I will give you the potatoes that belong to you."
"Honestly, you have nowhere to store it. Why not store it in the warehouse temporarily? You can take it back when you need it. Don't worry, the government won't take advantage of you."
"You will all be informed of how much each of you should get and how much is left each time. If anyone doesn't follow the rules, you can report them."
"Once discovered, regardless of whether they are officials or not, they will be dismissed from their posts..."
When everyone heard this, they nodded and thanked him: "Thank you, sir. Then we will do as you said and collect it once a month. This way we can save some trouble."
Constable Wang laughed and said, "Yes, that's what I mean. If you collect it once a month, your house will have enough space for it, and it won't make the people who register in the warehouse too busy."
"That's naturally the best!"
In this way, there is negotiation and no oppression by officials. The people have a stronger sense of belonging and work harder, so they want to settle down in the Northern Wilderness as soon as possible.
On the other side is the mountain inside the village of Tango.
Jiang Sheng stood in front of the stove, feeling the heat wave coming towards him, and felt like he was about to be roasted dry.
Wait, baked?
His eyes suddenly lit up. Since the temperature here is so high, why not pickle the prey he hunts and then hang it here? Wouldn't it dry faster than hanging it outside in the sun?
Just do it when you think of it. Jiang Sheng had nothing to do, so he took people into the woods to hunt, and brought back piles of prey.
After simple processing, it is directly hung in...the ironmaking room.
The old craftsman looked at the rows of dried meat, his mouth twitching again and again. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Yang Er whisper, "Master, the young master said that blacksmithing is too hard."
"I personally lead people into the mountains to hunt, make dried meat and store it, and instruct the kitchen to provide enough meat every day, so that everyone can eat meat and have strength to work."
The blacksmith was naked, his skin was dark and beads of sweat kept rolling down his body. His eyes lit up when he heard this.
He smiled brightly: "Thank you, sir. We will definitely work hard and make the best weapons for you."
Wow, I'm so touched. Only the Third Young Master would be so thoughtful and worry that they have no meat to eat and no strength to work as blacksmiths. If they had dried meat, they wouldn't be delayed from working as blacksmiths in the cold winter.
The old craftsman was also moved by what he said. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and nodded repeatedly to express his gratitude: "Okay, thank the Third Young Master for me. I will definitely refine the fine iron."
The Third Young Master was so good to them, so he naturally couldn't let him down. It was just a matter of removing impurities. If it didn't work the first time, he could try a few more times.
Jiang Sheng was hunting in the mountains while secretly practicing the space blade. After he became proficient, he could completely control how deep the wound of his prey was within a certain range.
Yang Eryun flew over, looked down at the prey, and shouted, "That's enough, young master. We can't eat too many of them. The prey in the mountains also need to reproduce."
"...Well, okay, I won't kill him."
"Has there been any letter from my brother? What did he say? How's the harvest this year? Are you busy?"
"Here's the letter. It's in Yang Wu's hand. You can see it when you go down the mountain and back to the courtyard. By the way, the village chief said that they're going to plant rice soon, so they might not have time to take care of the orchard on the mountain."
Jiang Sheng nodded: "It's okay, the weeds won't grow for a while, and there won't be any fruit, so don't worry about the birds coming. I have nothing to do, so I'm going to plant rice for fun."
Yang Er: “……?”
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