The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The speed is better than the donkey in the end.

Yan Yu enjoys the feeling of being driven by the wind. She can't estimate the speed, but she knows that the speed is definitely faster than a horse, and mechanical creations are tireless. As long as the sun rises every day, it can be described as unlimited power.

Gouzhu was dropped for a certain distance, and the donkey began to slow down and stop slowly.

The dog caught up, sticking out his tongue and panting heavily.

Sit down, then recline to rest.

Looking tired.

Yan Yu went over to stroke its dog's head, hugged it with a smile, waited for Sanbao to come close, and put the dog on the bullock cart.

He couldn't get up, and shook his tail lightly.

Second Yan asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's tired from running."

Second Yan: ...

Okay, it's a lot like a dog.

...

Both Liang Manshan and Yan Laoer went to the countryside to collect grain tax for the first time.

The difference from the former is that Yan Laoer has never even experienced it, Liang Manshan at least knows a little bit about it.

He told Yan Laoer: "If there is something wrong, press it for now, and talk about it when you return to the city."

Yan Laoer is not a simple Xiaobai, he nods again and again, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Although the yamen servants sent to collect grain were not as familiar with Li Butou and Yan Laoer, they went through the closure of the city together. The job is fairly friendly to him.

Hearing that he came here this time to buy food, the yamen servants looked at each other and said trivial matters, leaving them on their shoulders.

Yan Laoer knew that they had misunderstood, so he quickly explained that their village didn't have much food and wanted to buy more food for the winter, so they were willing to buy food at the market price, or exchange it with vegetables.

After hearing this, the faces of the yamen servants became even better.

Although they are greedy, they have been native-born Huju people for several lifetimes, and they can get married in any village.

This is a good thing for mutual benefit, and they are happy to succeed.

When the officials came down to collect grain, they were notified in advance.

Each village has to prepare in advance.

As soon as the person arrives, he goes directly to the scale to weigh the grain without any delay.

Liang Manshan and the others only brought an ox cart with buckets and scales on it.

The village chief was a man in his thirties, who greeted him enthusiastically, serving tea and water in the temporary shed, very busy.

Without a trace, a circle of red seals were stuffed.

Even Yan's second child was not left behind.

The leading yamen servant, surnamed Wan, is the leader of the soap squad.

In the past, people from the fast class went to the countryside to collect grain. Since Mr. Tian took office, this rule has been changed. He can arrange the three shifts as he wants.

This rotation of errands also has an advantage.

In the matter of harvesting grain, both the arresting squad and the soap squad are newbies, and they are not yet proficient at fooling the officials, so the grain tax in the first two years was less wasted than in the past.

Mr. Tian has tasted the sweetness, and he will carry out the shift change to the end.

Zaoban visited once the year before last, and everyone in the village knew what was going on, so it wasn't surprising.

Wantou weighed it, and he had a count in his heart, and motioned to the yamen servant next to him.

The latter understood immediately and moved the large scale down.

When the villagers saw the large scale falling to the ground, their hearts fell to the ground, and their faces became more and more smiling.

Wantou introduced to the village chief: "This is the newly appointed Liang Hushu, and you all recognize it, so as to avoid collisions in the future."

The village chief immediately bowed to Liang Manshan: "Liang Hushu has worked hard. I have heard of your name for a long time. I finally see you today. Please take a seat. We will do these rough jobs. If you are tired, please count the number. We will have lunch." It’s all arranged, and it’s called the top-class noodles in restaurants in the city. You can enjoy yourself and try it, try it..."

Liang Manshan obviously had expected it a long time ago, and looked at Zaoban's people.

Wan Tou said: "Brothers are all capable, so you must not delay the afternoon's errands, or Liang Hushu, you will give me a face?"

Liang Manshan said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'll stop bothering you."

"Don't bother, don't bother!" The village chief couldn't help but turned around and went to Zhang Luo.

With accurate words here, every household lined up in the order registered on the roster.

The food is packed in advance, unsealed bags, and after moving over, the yamen servants let them pour them into another bag. During this process, it is checked whether the shells are clean or not.

After intervening in the search, the yamen servant nodded, and the bag of grain would be placed on the large scale.

More than a catty and a little more, if he thinks it is not enough, the yamen servant will shake his head and his face will be ugly.

The people who weighed the grain trembled and kept making amends, and then hurriedly poured a lot from the prepared grain bag...

Everything is going on smoothly, there is no need to say anything, there is a charter in each other's hearts.

What Liang Manshan needs to do is to record the amount of grain handed in by each household.

It's not random collection. The government has its own land, which is also cultivated according to the season, and 20% of the harvest is taxed.

With this alone, all the people in Guanzhou will return to their hearts, and no one will say that the prince is not good.

Although this benevolent government is beneficial to the people, it has made the royal palace, various government offices, and city yamen even more difficult.

The King of England couldn't bear the embarrassment of officials in Guanzhou, so he also subsidized his own share. This is how Guanzhou can barely support the good life in recent years.

Yan Laoer took the opportunity to drag the village chief.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and walked aside to talk to him.

Hearing that this person expressed his intentions and repeatedly emphasized that the grain would be harvested at the market price, the village head did not show a happy expression, but rather annoyed.

"Brother, you are one step late. The grain merchants from other provinces have ordered all the food in our village. After the grain tax is paid, those who stay with us for the winter will be taken away."

"Grain merchant? Then the price can't be higher than the price I collect, right?" Yan's second son was in a hurry, why did a grain merchant show up.

"No, brother, your price is high. If we sell it to you, we can earn more, but... it's all negotiated with others."

They are not far from the yamen servants who are famous for food, which makes people listen to it.

"Is it settled? Have you given the money? If you don't make a decision, you can't just say it with your mouth." A yamen servant curled his lips, thinking that the people in this village are all fools, and the grain sellers only have a few dollars. Yan Er charges at the market price. Sell ​​him the food that is rich in the family.

Besides, even if the fixed money is given, what can be done, just return it to him, most of them have no documents, and many of them have verbally agreed to go back on their word. How can a foreigner make him turn upside down? !

"I didn't give it..." the village chief said hesitantly.

The yamen servant immediately said: "Then there is no difficulty. The second brother Yan and his village have no time to grow grain, and all the land they have opened up has been planted with vegetables. Look at the ones on his ox cart. They are green and bright. Your grain sells for money. It's okay, it's okay to change the vegetables and stock up for the winter, what a wonderful thing."

Yan Laoer took down several baskets with a wink and showed them to everyone.

Not only the village chief can see it, but also the people in the village can see it clearly.

The price is higher than that of grain merchants, and you can also give money and exchange vegetables, so there is nothing to consider.

Several people gathered around on the spot and asked him how much food he wanted to buy and how to change the food.

Seeing this, the village chief sighed.

His brother leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's the matter, we took money from other people..."

"It's fine if you can't earn the manpower fee. If the business fails, just give it back to him. At the beginning, the left and right didn't say anything dead, they just said to help persuade the villagers to sell grain to him. Now someone is offering a higher price than him. He still has If you don’t agree with it, if you want to collect grain, you will pay according to the market price, we are all happy, and whoever sells it is not sold.”

At this moment, the village chief also changed his mind.

The grain merchant gave him five taels of silver, which dazzled his eyes, but after careful calculation, his family has a lot of land, plus brothers' and relatives' houses, and the extra silver sold was more than the five taels. .

No matter how you calculate it, it is a good deal to sell it to this surname Yan.

When he was young, a yamen servant told him that he was the younger brother of Yan Hushu, the official yamen, and the village chief didn't say anything else.

Sell ​​him, must sell him!

It doesn't work if anyone stops it.

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