Feng Heming

Chapter 301 The Great Harvest

After the Double Ninth Festival, when Zhu Xuezhen told Jiang Yuanxi that the rice was full and ready for a good harvest, Jiang Yuanxi immediately decided to gather all the people in the county to watch the harvest.

When the police beat gongs and drums and forced the common people to follow them to the fields, the common people were very dissatisfied.

Their own rice can also be harvested. Could it be that only the county magistrate's field is the field?
Because of this full of resentment, the faces of the people are very bad.

When he came to the area surrounded by Zhu Xuezhen, Jiang Yuanxi was already waiting with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, I asked you to come here today because I want to show you something." Jiang Yuanxi smiled.

The people pursed their lips tightly and said nothing.

Jiang Yuanxi was not annoyed, and with a big wave of his hand, the trilogy who were already ready to go carried sickles and began to harvest.

Fortunately, there are many parts, and it only takes a quarter of an hour to grow rice in one mu of field.

The common people watched boredly, some even yawned, not understanding why the county magistrate asked them to come here.

"My lord, you can harvest three stones and six buckets per mu here."

Suddenly, a loud and excited voice sounded, and the people were startled and looked at the master in astonishment.

What did the Master Registrar just say?
"Master Lin, how much do you expect to harvest per mu of land here?" Jiang Yuanxi couldn't help but asked again.

Lin Fei blushed, looked at Zhu Xuezhen with fiery eyes, and repeated loudly, "My lord, the one mu of land that was harvested just now yielded three stones and six buckets!"

The people were stunned, and looked at the rice that had been piled in the baskets. Before Jiang Yuanxi could speak, someone asked first, "Master Lin, how can you lie?"

Lin Fei's excited expression froze, and he said angrily: "Who said I lied."

"Lord Lin, it is impossible to have a field with an yield of more than three stones per mu. Even if this is our Danyang County, you can't put gold on your face." Another question was raised.

The folks in Danyang County are tough, even facing Lin Fei, the people are brave enough.

Lin Fei laughed angrily, "Are you saying I'm lying? That's fine, keep your eyes open and I'll weigh it again in front of you."

So the common people stared wide-eyed, watching Lin Fei's movements without blinking.

Soon, the second mu of field was harvested. Watching the trio transport the rice to the ridge, and watching Lin Fei put the rice into the funnel, subconsciously, he held his breath and watched Lin Fei weigh the rice one by one. with.

".21, 22, 2335!"

Since Lin Fei began to weigh the rice, the people murmured and counted. After counting to twenty, the voice gradually became louder. By the time of thirty, many people's faces had turned red. The last "35" , screaming very loudly.

Lin Fei passed the rice through the funnel, and poured it into the basket just like before. When the people's counting was over, he snorted and said, "Tell me, how much rice does that mu of land produce just now?"

A moment of silence.

After a while, there was a difficult voice, "Three stones and five fights."

Lin Fei rolled his eyes, "Is that because I'm lying?"

The common people looked at the rice in the baskets with complicated expressions, and there was still a touch of disbelief on their faces.

More than three stones per mu!
Even their fields in Danyang County have never produced three stones per mu. Is it a coincidence?

"Master Lin, can you weigh another acre of rice?" a commoner asked.

Lin Fei felt happy, this request was exactly what he wanted, and with a big wave of his hand, he not only agreed to their request, but also said in a considerate way: "To save you from accusing me of tampering, you can send someone to weigh it later."

The common people blushed, but when the trilogy brought the rice of the third mu, two strong men really walked out of the crowd, and they started weighing just like Lin Fei did just now.

".Three stones and six fights!"

This time, there was another silence.

Seeing that it was almost done, Jiang Yuanxi waved his hand lightly, so the other tributaries who were waiting quietly went down to the field one after another, and began to harvest rice swiftly.

They are all used to farm work, and they started to move their hands quickly and steadily. After a while, the harvested rice came loose continuously.

At this time, Lin Fei suppressed his smile, and led the pawns to start weighing the rice, while holding a brush in his hand, he quickly recorded in the notebook, ignoring the stunned people.

If it is accidental to say that one mu yields more than three stones per mu, after harvesting ten or twenty mu, basically the least yield is three stones and two buckets per mu, and the common people can't sit still.

Jiang Yuanxi and the others didn't know each other well, but Xu Feng and the others did. Someone walked up to Xu Feng and asked boldly, "My lord, do these rices belong to the county magistrate?"

I heard before that this land was enclosed by the county magistrate, if it belongs to the county magistrate himself, then they can only stare blankly.

Xu Feng raised his eyelids, even though he was very excited at the beginning, he still held it now, he still remembered what he had discussed with Jiang Yuanxi, "These lands belong to the county government."

Since he dared to ask Xu Feng, this person was very brave and witty. He rolled his eyes, first glanced secretly at Jiang Yuanxi who was standing a few steps away, then boldly approached Xu Feng, and asked in a low voice. "Boss, it is said that the county magistrate is the parent and official of a county. Since these fields belong to the county government, and the county government is the county government of our Danyang County, does the rice also belong to the people of our Danyang County?" us?"

The other people with pricked ears looked at Xu Feng nervously, waiting for his answer.

The corners of Jiang Yuanxi's lips curled up, and he murmured in a low voice, "I never thought there would be such clever people."

Zhu Xuezhen beside her frowned slightly.

Jiang Yuanxi still spoke politely, but Xu Feng was not. "The county government is the county government of Danyang County, and the county magistrate is indeed the parent official of Danyang County. Since you are the generation of your parents, how can you guys think about it? Unexpectedly, boy Cheng, unexpectedly you are so cunning, what's the matter, you want to talk up and down, and make these rice your own?"

Xu Feng was extremely ashamed and angry, he never expected that the people in the county would be so thick-skinned in front of Jiang Yuanxi.

Recalling that more than a month ago, he asked Jiang Yuanxi what his impression of Danyang County was. He was not happy when he heard Jiang Yuanxi say that troublesome people came out of poor mountains and rivers, but now he felt a little ashamed.

At this moment, even he himself had to admit that he was really a trickster, too tricky, thinking of what Jiang Yuanxi had done so hard, and the reason why he summoned the people here today, he was ashamed to see Jiang Yuanxi.

　The second update is still being written, this is the heartache of not saving the manuscript. T
　　
　
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