MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 758 : A Blind Cat Meets a Dead Mouse (Part 2) [Please Take a Leave
Chapter 758 Chapter 758: A blind cat meets a dead mouse (Part 2) [Please take a leave]
Sibao County, Xiaocheng.
When the flames of war between Yanzhou and Qianzhou spread, Sibao County, Longwu County, and Minfeng County were rarely peaceful. Specifically, the former two should be calm. Unrest broke out in Minfeng County more than a month ago, but it was put down before it became a climate.
In the shade, the refugees who wanted to go to Minfeng County had a sad face.
said: "How can there be chaos in Minfeng County?"
Due to the shortage of manpower and financial constraints, the official office announced that until Minfeng County is truly stable, refugees are not allowed to enter to prevent bandits from gathering and causing chaos. Those who violate the order for the first time will be expelled; those who violate the order again will be punished with sticks;
Facing iron orders, very few people commit crimes knowingly.
"Why do you have to go to Minfeng? The Four Treasures are not good?" The aunt resting in the shadows felt uncomfortable hearing this.
Among the three counties, Longwu County is the safest, but it no longer accepts refugees; Minfeng County is the least populated, and its territory is the most barren; Sibao County is in between. Although it is a position that cannot be ranked high or low, the government office has begun to vigorously rectify, and everywhere is thriving.
Where can I find such a good official office?
The refugees headed by them looked embarrassed.
Sibao County is naturally good. A group of them fled from Yanzhou. Those who died of illness, starved to death, and were killed by bandits along the way...less than 30% of the entire village remained. Cunzheng has a relative in Minfeng, and they are going to join him.
Don't think about anything else, just want to eat a bite.
It took a burst of faith to rush here.
As a result, I was told that the boundary markers in Minfeng County cannot be crossed, so how can I not make people frown? You can't go back home, can you? They also want to settle down in Sibao County, but they have no money and no land to make a living. How can they gain a foothold in a strange place?
The local lady saw that these twenty or thirty people were poor and distressed—the soles of the straw sandals on their feet had been polished long ago, and luckily the government had created a man-made road to flatten the land. A little sympathy.
"You all have a lot of strength, why don't you worry about staying?" The local lady got up and patted the dust off her buttocks, handed over the farm tools to the old sisters in the same village to take care of them, and said, "It's pitiful for you, alas, all of you Come with me."
The refugees looked at each other in blank dismay.
The local villagers in the shade laughed and booed: "You have gone on the road of good luck. This widowed woman is promising. She has worshiped a famous teacher and is a scholar. She is willing to go out and say a few words, and she will definitely let you stay, maybe you can even share it. arrived."
Widow Zhuo is a good hand in the crop field. She does no less work than men, and she usually walks like a tiger, walking like flying. She led the twenty or thirty people who had fled to a small shed at the entrance of the village, where a small official with a beard sat.
After listening to Widow Zhuo's description, the little official nodded.
Take twenty or thirty blank bamboo pieces from the bamboo basket behind.
Directed at the refugees: "All line up one by one."
The petty official inquired carefully about their names, ages, family members, places of origin and the reasons for their escape, and stamped their seals after writing. These bamboo pieces are very important, whether you are temporarily living in Sibao County or want to settle in Sibao County, they are indispensable.
Refugees who escaped can also receive dry food for three days at nearby relief points with bamboo chips, and they will arrange work for everyone within three days. When the refugees heard this, they all had bitter faces. When you talk about arranging work, isn't it just calling for corvees?
They still remember that every time they were conscripted, someone would die from exhaustion, and if they were lucky enough to survive, they would lose weight a few times.
A good strong man can be as thin as a man.
Widow Zhuo said: "You pay for the corvee?"
The refugee shook his head upon hearing this.
Widow Zhuo is very proud: "Our county guard will give it."
Most of the remuneration is old grain, fine salt, Gebu, grain seeds, silkworm eggs, and occasionally a few catties of fat meat. Not much, but if you work hard, you won't starve to death. In addition to the above-mentioned remuneration, the government office will also record work points for people. These work points are contributions to the construction of Sibao County. The more work points, the more credit for Sibao County. Refugees rent cheap temporary accommodation on the basis of work points.
Without credits, the full amount of the lease is required.
Of course, the full amount is not expensive.
Even if the environment of the temporary residence is simple, it can at least provide shelter from the wind and rain, which is much better than refugees sleeping in the open all the way.
As for leased land, you need to wait in line.
When the land is assigned, where the land is, the refugee household registration will be moved to the corresponding county, town and village, and the people will also move there.
The village is being overwhelmed by the dense information. Hearing the word "land", he is shocked: "Can you still divide the land?"
Widow Zhuo corrected: "The official office is for rent."
The government provides the land, and the refugees use the land to cultivate the land. The annual harvest is deducted from the field tax, and the rest is their own. If the refugees do not have their own farm tools, cattle and grain seeds, they can also rent them from the government office, but they need to pay a little rent to the government office.
Munzheng calmed down when he heard this.
He carefully asked about the land tax.
Widow Zhuo said: "You are foreigners. In the first three years, there are five officials and five people, and in the fourth year, there are four officials and six people."
This ratio must have been high in the peaceful and prosperous age, but in today's world, people provide land and a quiet environment for the common people to cultivate land, and the ratio is not bad, not to mention that the government office gave up 10% in the fourth year. But Muramasa was not carried away.
He asked about land rent and other miscellaneous taxes.
It is obviously not the first time for Widow Zhuo to deal with such a problem. She said directly: "There is no such thing. Why don't we say that our sheriff is a good person? My daughter also said that those messy things are all included in the land tax..."
The son behind Muramasa gasped.
If there is only land tax, no other messy taxes, and no rent, this land tax ratio is very exciting. I thought this was the biggest surprise, but they went out to inquire, and inadvertently inquired about last year's harvest in the neighboring Longwu County. It is said that after paying the land tax, a family of ordinary people left more grain than their family's harvest in two years.
As long as the family is hardworking and capable, and has enough to eat all year round, some families can still have several tanks of grain left over.
Muramasa smacked his lips.
"Hey, what kind of food do they grow?"
Which farmer does not bend over to serve the fields all year round?
I am afraid that weeds will be removed slowly, which will affect the growth of grain seeds.
Do the same job, but the harvest is very different.
Go out and inquire around to find out why.
Firstly, the grain planted by the government office is good; secondly, the weather in the territory is smooth, neither flood nor drought; thirdly, if the fertility of the field is not enough, the government office will teach how to compost and raise the land. It is said that those who have the means of gods will also display supernatural powers...
Cunzheng tossed and turned unable to sleep after listening to the crazy heartbeat.
You said, they are all human beings, so why do the people here live like human beings, but they have to leave their homes and lose their wives and children?
Lao Cun was turning his back on his son, secretly wiping away his dirty tears.
But, he was still a little worried.
If the land is distributed, will their village be broken up? They are all fellow villagers for many years, relatives in other places, who have left and cannot take care of them. If they offend other villages one day, they are few or outsiders, so they are easy to be bullied.
Old Muramasa's worries are unnecessary.
In order to reduce conflicts, give priority to putting acquaintances together, even if they cannot be crammed into a village, they will be adjacent.
Old Village heard the news and was completely relieved.
Similar scenes are happening all over Sibao County.
Sibao County, Hucao Official Office.
The official holding the official document saw Shen Zhi approaching and saluted, but was stopped by the latter: "Did you see Lin Hu Cao?"
The official replied: "Lin Hu Cao went out of the city to worship."
Shen Zhi asked: "When will you be back?"
The official made a calculation: "Lin Hucao said at most an hour, and estimated the time, he should be back soon."
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
Lin Feng's figure appeared at the gate of the official office, and she was holding a bamboo basket with some unused funeral incense candles in it.
In the mountains beyond Xiaocheng, her relatives are buried.
In the past, I didn’t have the opportunity to worship and clean up, but now it’s convenient, and I go to talk to them every ten days, and I’m still inquiring about the relocation of the grave recently. If she had more time, she would take the time to run a little farther to help senior brother Tu Rong clean up.
As soon as he came back, he saw Shen Zhi looking for him, thinking it was something urgent. When I asked, I realized that the other party was here to ask about cotton seeds.
Because the results of the trial planting this year are not bad, the government plans to vigorously promote cotton in Sibao County next year, so cotton seeds need to be well prepared in advance. Lin Feng was the main force in this task, and Shen Zhi was urged by Qishan every now and then to be the supervisor...
Lin Feng put down the bamboo basket, led Shen Zhi to his small government affairs hall, raised his skirt and sat down, with a sad expression on his face: "Cotton seeds are a trivial matter, I have encountered other troubles."
Shen Zhi: "The trouble you're talking about is Gongxi Langjun? Didn't old doctor Dong say that it's only a matter of time before he regains his eyesight?"
About a month ago, Lin Feng went out to worship his relatives, passed a cliff, and picked up a dying man.
That person was Gong Xichou who was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread.
The man was rescued, but he was blind.
Lin Feng shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the benefactor, I suddenly remembered something - it is easy to promote cotton planting in the territory, and high-quality cotton seeds are also easy to get, but how do you remove the seeds when the cotton is harvested? You can't slowly with one hand. peel it off?"
The best way is to make a targeted farm tool.
It's just, easier said than done.
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Please take a leave of absence. I have a low-grade fever. I woke up today with a headache that is about to explode, but there is no antigen at home... I hope I don’t get caught again.
PS: Take some painkillers, mushrooms and add some words.
(end of this chapter)
