Chapter 358 Chapter 358: Autumn Harvest of Ten Thousand Seeds [Asking for Double Monthly Tickets]
Offer grains before the event.
Shen Tang lit the incense candle.
This time she learned the lesson.
The small note I prepared should be kept away from the spirit of words as much as possible, and I had to keep silently reciting in my heart, "This is the Lord's Prayer, not the spirit of words. We must not make any mistakes again." Staring at his own elixir mansion.
She was not the only one facing a formidable enemy. Chu Yao, Qi Shan and others also tensed up their nerves and stared closely at Shen Tang's reaction.
I am afraid that if someone loses his focus, his literary spirit will be gone.
Fortunately, this scene did not happen.
【Thank God! 】
This is the true mood of several literary scholars at this moment. Shen Tang also seemed to have fought a battle, with cold sweat running down his back.
The people around him also worshiped devoutly.
There were even white-haired old men with stooped backs, secretly turning around and wiping away tears. When they were poor, they had nothing to eat and work to do, even farming. Every household dug vegetables, drank water, and gnawed tree bark. At one time, several mountains were dug up until they were bald.
I have survived year after year.
They did not expect that God would finally take pity on them and send them a county guard who truly cared about them. As soon as Shen Tang finished, he heard crying from the crowd.
Even the youngest children are no longer naughty.
Obediently follow your parents and learn to worship.
They have more or less remembered it and know the pain of being hungry.
At the end of the ceremony, the most critical part came.
Shen Tang rolled up his clothes and trouser legs and got down to the ground.
Took out the special scissors.
The millet looks like an enlarged version of foxtail grass. The roots are thick and the plant is thin and short. The ends are so heavy that the whole plant almost collapses under its weight. Shen Tang carefully cut it off and put it into the bamboo basket slung on his elbow.
These few acres of land nominally belong to the government office.
Except for farming and harvesting, which requires Shen Tang’s participation, the rest of the time is taken care of by dedicated personnel. It can be seen that these acres of millet have been taken care of extremely well. As far as the eye can see, they are golden, with neither immature green nor diseased black.
The ears are long and strong, and each bunch is heavy and weighty.
Shen Tang used the big scissors to cut half of the basket, which was quite interesting, so he turned around and waved to Qi Shan: "What are you standing for?"
Don't even think about being lazy if you have one.
"Wei, come here."
Accustomed to the lord's carefree and bold style, no one said anything disappointing at this time.
A group of common people also began to work enthusiastically, and every area was watched by a small official responsible for counting the yield per mu.
The children followed the adults to pick up the accidentally dropped corn grains, and the fields were full of shadows of work.
An acre of land must be weighed after harvesting.
Because these fields nominally belong to Shen Tang, they are leased from her to common people who do not have land, that is, tenant farmers. She decides to incorporate the rent into the field tax. The level of land tax is linked to the quality of the farmland and the average yield per mu in the nearby area.
Field tax is collected according to this ratio for each acre.
Collect more if the harvest is good.
Collect less if the harvest is poor.
In order to reduce the workload, the government office decided to randomly select a few acres of land in a place on the first day of the autumn harvest, calculate the output of each acre, and set the field tax for this year.
Every acre of land has been carefully measured and divided by Gu Chi. The data here can be trusted.
According to past records, the yield of millet is not high.
Even the most experienced farmer, who has worked hard to cultivate fertile and high-quality land for a whole year, only needs three stones per acre. If ordinary people use bad land with poor fertility, it would be good to have a yield of one stone per mu.
Shen Tang looked nervously at the weighing clerk.
I want to urge but dare not.
"How is it? How is it? How many stones?"
Hundreds of kingdoms are divided, and the units used by each country are slightly different. Shen Tang weighed the copper power used by Xin State, and one stone was about Thirty kilograms. It is said that one stone in the Geng Kingdom is about 50 kilograms. Because the measurement is different, it can kill people in conversion.
The clerk weighed and weighed again.
The voice trembled: "Four, four stones, two jun, three catties..."
"Four stones, two jun and three catties?"
Shen Tang quickly changed his mind.
Isn’t it just two hundred and fifty pounds?
Even after they shed their shells, there are still many more than before!
The clerk was almost trembling with joy. How many years has he not seen this property?
This is definitely a good harvest! ! !
The yield per mu of several acres of land was about four stones. Shen Tang waited, and other officials rushed over to report the news. Those fields are not as high as four stones, but they are still about three and a half stones.
In areas outside Fugu City, the yield per mu is about three stones.
This yield per acre is enough to make the people weep with joy and cheer excitedly. You must know that this year is far from a good year. The weather is not good. Most of the fields are newly cultivated and the fertility has not been cultivated and accumulated. The yield per mu is worth two stones.
As a result, the output exceeded expectations by a large margin!
If there is a real good harvest year, the yield per mu will not be doubled? The hands of the clerk holding the bamboo slips were shaking.
Shen Tang thinks this number is not high.
She vaguely remembered that there should be crops with a yield of sixty or seventy shi per mu, which is considered high. She just looked at the common people in the fields who couldn't help wiping away tears, thanking God, and thanking Shen Jun. They would finally be able to live next year. After a prosperous year, Shen Tang couldn't help but smile.
That’s all, surprises must come layer by layer.
Gu Chi chuckled in his ears: "Master, are you happy?"
Hearing this, Shen Tang turned around: "What do you think?"
She was so happy that she could not speak. .
Gu Chi saw the various expressions of sentient beings but did not express his inner feelings.
【I am so lucky to have you. 】
Shen Tang simply sat down on the edge of the field.
Looking at the busy people, he muttered leisurely: "One grain of millet is planted in spring, and ten thousand grains are harvested in autumn. There is no idle land in the world... I won't repeat the next sentence, it's bad luck. In short, I hope that one day, I will be all over the world. No one will die because of a mouthful of food..."
Qi Shan was very pleased to hear this.
The lord is finally able to pronounce the spirit of words normally.
Chu Yao was also very happy.
Only Kang Shi thought of a disappointing thing: "My lord, do you want to return the food and grass you borrowed from the alliance army?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Tough attitude and confidently said : "I rely on my credentials They borrowed it, why should they pay it back? Besides, I haven’t lived a full life yet. When the granary of our Heyin government office is full of grain, we can pay it back to them..."
Understand the essence of Laolai.
Kang Shi: "That's true, everyone is richer than us."
There is no way I can wait for my lord to put this little rice into the pot.
Everyone was chatting and laughing in a pleasant atmosphere.
On the other side, the clerk had packed up several acres of corn and asked Shen Tang what to do with it.
Shen Tang then said: "It is better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Naturally, such good things must be shared with all of you gentlemen!"
Let everyone have a taste of the corn she grew. .
Millet porridge is soft, glutinous and smooth, and is even more delicious with a little sweetness.
Not only Qishan, but also Gong Shuwu, who has now taken the post of Captain Heyin, is also involved. Zhao Feng led his troops to help the common people collect grain. He was not nearby, so he should remember his share.
Hey, it’s not much, just express your gratitude. Let’s all be happy together and look forward to a better year.
She knew how many kilograms each person could get.
This is what Shen Tang thinks.
Unexpectedly, everyone started to have nosebleeds without warning.
Everyone: ""
Shen Tang: "..."
We cover our noses together...
There is something magical about this scene.
Later she realized what she had overlooked.
Before she could recover, the energy of heaven and earth surged.
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Originally it was supposed to be four thousand words, but because the conversion to find the corn yield per mu made my head hurt, I still didn’t figure it out in two hours. It’s too difficult. The vertical version of traditional Chinese characters is too big, and each dynasty and unit is different, Gan.
So if there is a problem with the data, if everyone ignores it, or someone brings it up, I will change it tomorrow.
嘤嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)
PS: There are currently 8,788 monthly tickets, and there are still 1,212 tickets left before 10,000. After deducting double, it should be 606 votes. Woohoo, it’s so difficult, everyone. Let's see if there are any tickets left. Ball ball.
(End of this chapter)