The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

For several days, the people on the hill were in an endless stream, just like those who came to visit Zhang Youen's house.

The most lively places in the whole village are these two places. For several days, Boss Li did not go home.

Even Mr. Li didn't hold his patience and went to Zhang Youen, but Zhang Youen didn't know where Mr. Li went.

And Father Li specifically asked if he saw the name of the boss when he was on the list in Fucheng.

The answer is no.

Obviously, Boss Li failed.

Lee Wang has been very low-key at home recently. It's this time, and he doesn't dare to annoy Old Man Li anymore.

Her boss didn't pass the exam this time, and if Mr. Li had to divorce or sink himself into the pond because of the last incident, it would be troublesome.

After a few days, the days became gradually calmer.

Zhang Youen also stayed behind closed doors and concentrated on studying poetry and books, preparing for the next meeting.

The hill is almost finished, just wait for the next spring to buy some fruit tree seedlings to plant.

However, now people are busy again.

In order to thresh corn and pay taxes.

The corn had to be dried when it was first harvested, so the Bailian family chose to hire someone to do the work in their spare time these days.

Now that several days have passed, the peeled corn is almost dried, and many people are busy threshing.

Although threshing is manual, it is not very troublesome. Use a hard awl to chisel twice and rub hard with your hands to thresh a single corn.

Bailian’s family has ten acres of land. Although the harvest was poor in ancient times, one acre of land was more than 200 kilograms, so much corn. In the past, people from Sanfang used to do it day by day. If you can't finish it tomorrow, you will do it the day after tomorrow.

But it's different now, because someone comes to help.

"Oh, my apprentice, I'm really exhausted, I'll have to eat something delicious for me in a while!" Old man Wang looked at the corn in front of him with disgust.

"I want to eat sweet and sour fish!" Uncle Luo ordered, taking one bite.

Recently, I always listen to the people in the village, and I speak smoothly.

"I want to eat spicy hot pot!" Madam Luo, with gloves on her hand, chiseled the corn with an awl, and then threw it to Uncle Luo. Uncle Luo rubbed it with her hands, and one corn fell off the grain.

Fortunately, Uncle Luo likes to practice swords and bows, so he has thick calluses on his hands, and he doesn't feel like Lashou.

Bai Lian came up with the gloves. After all, it is a huge amount of engineering to thresh so much corn by hand.

"No problem!" Bai Lian waved her hand. Everyone has worked so hard and should be given something to eat.

Otherwise, wouldn't he become Zhou Papi?

Bai Lian had long been accustomed to Uncle Luo and his wife and cheap master coming over to eat and drink, but the secret guards hiding in the dark were panicked.

Are they dazzled?

The king of a country and the mother of a country are peeling corn!

Is this corn gold?

Who would dare to eat?

They are so scared that they dare not come out!

They are too difficult!

This is nothing. The family is not particular about it. They talk to Dahan's most distinguished person all day long, and they don't pay attention to their own words and methods!

It seems that there is no respect at all!

If any minister dared to speak with the feeling that his brother is good, he would have been demoted long ago!

The most frightening time was a few days ago when Li Yongnian bought a lot of things and was chased by Grandma Ciying and Li Zhao in the yard.

Uncle Luo kindly went over to comfort him, and was patted by Grandma Ciying...

But these seemingly unruly people, Uncle Luo and his wife still like them very much.

The main reason is that the food at Bailian's family is delicious, even the water is much better than others'!

So these few days have been relying on a variety of food, Uncle Luo will be so hard-working.

There is still a lot of people and strength, and all the corn in the house was threshed in a few days!

However, Bai Lian always felt weird.

Can you blame it?

Recently, every night, a dark guard would come over quietly and thresh the corn in Bailian's house!

Two shifts during the day and night, of course soon!

This is because the dark guard came here because he was afraid that his master would be tired.

The secret guards beside Uncle Luo were all top masters. They all took advantage of the dead of night when the ghostly figure flashed a bag of corn and disappeared.

Then after a while, a pile of corn kernels was thrown over.

Even Li Xiaoniu and the little rats in the yard did not notice.

early morning

"Girl, didn't you say you wanted to go? Get up quickly!" Grandma Ciying patted Bailian's door, and then hurried to cook.

Bailian rubbed his eyes sleepily, and then quickly got up and put on clothes.

Today is an important day for farmers, that is, paying taxes!

The Dahan stipulated that the 15 tax was one, so if the harvest was calculated based on the 250 kilograms of an acre of land, the Bailian family would have to pay a full 160 kilograms of grain.

It is acceptable in principle, but people nowadays pay more attention to more children and more blessings, so many families have more than a dozen children and there are not many acres of land. Taxes are also a bit heavier for them.

There are so many places like Bai Lian's house, mainly because of Li Yongnian's great grandfather, so there is no need to think about eating later.

These are enough for the family to eat. Only in the old house, the family has a lot of harvest, but the people in the third house still can't eat enough.

In ancient times, the output of grain was not high. Only corn and sweet potatoes had higher yields. However, in modern times, corn and sweet potatoes came from the Qing Dynasty.

So Bai Lian didn't know what era this time and space belonged to.

The family is different from the time when they paid taxes. They used to watch so much food handed over to the government office. They were very unhappy and pained.

But now it's different. So much corn is owned by their own, and they can still accept more than 100 catties.

At least they don't need to be hungry anymore.

The freshly ground cornmeal pancakes that I ate this morning have a strong aroma of corn, and the spring water used at home is more delicious.

"Boom boom!"

When the family was eating, there was a knock on the door.

"You are here! Come in, please come in!" Li Yongnian opened the door and saw Uncle Luo, with a silly look on his face, asking him to come in.

Thanks to Uncle Luo, the corn at home can be peeled so quickly.

This is also because Uncle Luo has no land, and Li Yongnian thinks that if he is farming, he must be a good hand!

"You guys, when will you go to the government office?" Uncle Luo asked while eating tortillas.

As an emperor, we must understand the suffering of the people!

"I will go after dinner later!" Li Yongnian said.

"I'm going with you!" Uncle Luo smiled and asked tentatively, "How much food do you want to pay at home?"

"One hundred and sixty-six stones" Li Yongnian said painfully.

However, he thought that he still had a lot of food left in his family, and it was not so painful!

"So much!" Uncle Luo felt some pain in his hands.

A hundred catties are enough for him to peel corn for a day!

"As required by the court, we can just do it. Before, we had to pay the "population tax", and the emperor loved the people exempted it. It's much better!" Li Yongnian ate the cake in silence.

"Population tax" is to collect taxes according to the head, and a person needs to pay 100 wen a year.

He remembers that every time he and his mother paid the "population tax" as a child, he and his mother would be scolded by the Li Wang family for a whole day, because they wasted two hundred wen.

Later, the emperor ordered it to be cancelled and not to pay.

Uncle Luo was slanderous in his heart. It seemed that he was still quite wise and martial. Without the "population tax", he gained a wise reputation.

"That is, the current emperor loves the people like his son, and it is the wise man to do so!" Uncle Luo praised him with a smile.