Chapter 236 There is something strange

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Several fast horses surrounded by three carriages and ran far away from the road. The farmers stood up in the field and watched curiously, but they saw the group stop by the roadside. Several women got out of the car and looked around. Several men on horseback surrounded a young man and walked towards the field.

Song Nan nodded and smiled at the farmer in the paddy field and saw an old man sitting in a smoking bag resting on the rip, so he came forward and arched his hand: "Fa father-in-law, it's polite."

The old man got up in a hurry, looked at Song Nan and replied doubtfully, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Li Daniu said aside, "My father-in-law, the field you cultivate is my young master's land."

My father-in-law was shocked and said quickly, "It turned out to be the owner. It's rude."

Song Nan smiled and said, "This land really belongs to me."

The father-in-law blinked his eyes and said alertly, "Our landlord, we have rented the land for ten years. You can't help us grow it. A lot of rent can be paid every year. Our farmers are honest ordinary people, but no matter who sells this land to as the owner."

Li Daniel stared and said, "How do you speak?"

Song Nan waved his hand and said, "My father-in-law is right. Don't worry, the ground will be returned to you. I'm just here to have a look."

The old man sighed and put down his mind; Song Nan walked around along the riddle, but Uncle Zhong talked with the old man. The old man saw that the new owner of the field was also kind. In addition, Uncle Zhong was also a loyal old man of the same age, and he did not hide it very much. In his stammer, Uncle Zhong quickly touched the situation. .

This field was already in Fan Heng's hands and was given to the nearby Wanjiazhuang for cultivation. More than 100 households in Wanjiazhuang are all tenant farmers. Fan Heng set up a stewerman in Wanjiazhuang, and it is also very convenient for the stewender in Wanjiazhuang to handle the rent every year.

Fan Heng fell, and the tenant farmers have also heard about the change of land owners, but Wanzhuang's steward said that no matter how it changes, the matter of farming and paying rent will never change, and everyone doesn't have to worry about it. In fact, the tenant farmers are only worried about whether there is a living farmland to cultivate, and as for whose land, they don't care at all.

Song Nan nodded after listening to Uncle Zhong's news and said, "This method is not bad. Let's find the steward. He has experience. If not, let him take care of this land. We don't have to worry about it. Uncle Zhong occasionally comes to see the supervision.

The group walked to Wanjiazhuang near the left. It was unprecedented for such a group of men and women in bright clothes to enter the village. A young man with five or six beautiful and dignified women, followed several large and round-waisted attendants.

The people in the countryside were timid and thought that something had happened. They hid in the house and did not dare to go out. The women and children looked at the group of people outside through the cracks and windows, envying the clothes of these people; the curious and drooping children were not afraid to follow the crowd far away, and their eyes showed curiosity and excitement. Jittering points.

Lu Qingli asked someone to get the food box, took out the cake from inside and shouted, "Come here and give you cakes."

The children were timid and dare not come forward. Lu Qingli took the initiative to go and stuff the pastry into their hands. At first, the children refused. Later, they couldn't stand the ** of the pastry finally chewing and suddenly swallowing. These children are the children of the farmers. It is difficult to eat enough food and clothing at home. How can they eat delicious snacks such as pastries? Delicious At the entrance of the pastry, they all exclaimed and smiled.

"Second sister, come back quickly." A woman ran over quickly, reached out and held a dirty little girl with piggy braids in her arms and threw them away in a panic.

Lu Qingli just stretched out her hand to give the little girl a cake, but she was stunned there.

"This sister-in-law, I have good intentions, and I don't want your money. Why don't I let the child eat?"

"Our family can't afford to eat. We are used to eating. If the children want to eat in the future, where can we get it?" The woman's hair was messy and she muttered.

Lu Qingli was stunned and turned back to the crowd: "What is this? How can you be such a mother?

Ye Fanggu smiled and said, "Forget it, it's okay if they don't appreciate it."

Lu Qingli sighed, "There are still such poor places, these people are really pitiful; in the past, I thought our lives were hard enough, but now I know that there are more bitter people. Look at these people, with patches on their clothes, they must be very poor."

The little princess said, "Is Qingli kind-hearted? Otherwise, how about asking your brother Song to be compassionate and make thousands of taels of silver to spread it?"

Lu Qingli glanced at her and said, "It's better for your government to scatter money. Your government is tens of millions of times richer than ours."

The little princess turned her eyes and said, "I will disperse, and tomorrow I will bring silver to disperse. It's not a big deal. Song Nan, tomorrow you come with me, and I will bring thousands of taels of silver to do good."

The two women quarreled, and everyone was speechless. Song Nan shook his head and said, "It seems that these people are more than tens of millions. Can we save them? What's the use of giving money? How can you protect it for a lifetime? Silver flowers will still be poor in the future, and it is not the end of the game if generations are so poor.

"That's right. There's nothing we can do about it. Who told them to be in a civilian home? There's nothing they can do." The little princess nodded.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Life? But I don't believe it; don't I have ever been a disciple? They don't deserve it."

Dai Suer, who frowned, whispered, "It's better to teach people to fish than to fish. Silver and so on are really useless. The key is for them to work hard or have some good ways to help them."

Song Nan smiled and said, "That's right, let's find the stew manager's home first and ask about the situation."

The group was about to inquire about the steward's residence, but they saw several people coming from afar on the village avenue. From afar, they heard someone shout: "Song Dong's family is coming. Why didn't you inform me in advance? The villain also greeted him so early. This should be dead. I neglect the owner."

Several black-clothed families ran around a fat middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's skin was as delicate as a girl, and his face was full of white meat. His running face trembled, and his head was sweaty.

"Are you?" Song Nan asked with a frown.

"Wan Gui, you must be Song Dong's family. Look at this appearance and figure, you are really a rich and noble man..."

"Do I know you?" Song Nan was a little surprised.

"How can you know the villain, but the villain knows you; the villain is from this Wanjiazhuang. He used to rent the field for the old owner. Later, he heard that the field was transferred to the Song Dong family. The villain was so happy that he did not sleep for three days and nights, and finally had the opportunity to serve the Song Dong family. Well, I planned to visit the owner's house a few years ago, but the old man in my family was sick and had no time to go. Unexpectedly, Song Dong's family came in person.

Song Nan frowned. The man spoke a little greasy, with a fake look in his bones, and he didn't like it.

"Are you the stewid who was in charge of this thousand mu of land before?"

"It's the villain. The villain has been in charge of this land for the owners for more than ten years. Song Dong's family, don't worry, I'm here to keep an eye on you. Don't want to pay less for these mud legs. Don't worry."

Song Nan nodded, and Wan Wei stretched out her hand and said, "The owner and the husbands quickly went to take a nap. I'm afraid they are all tired. They have prepared some vulgar tea to make the owner and their wives cushion their stomachs. Later, the young man will prepare the banquet. Please, please."

The 'husbands' collectively known as Song Nan, Lu Qingli and Ye Fanggu are nothing. The little princess is also happy to hear it, but Dai Suer's master and servant blushed.

Everyone followed Wan Kui to the village and turned around a hut for a short time. In front of them, a magnificent courtyard appeared in front of the crowd, with green bricks and black tiles, high walls and trees. Compared with the low and dilapidated huts around them, it was obviously very incongruous.

"Don't be surprised by the owner." Wan Kui's humble way.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Is this still a cold house? This courtyard is about to catch up with my house in Beijing. I'm afraid that distant relatives are indispensable.

Wan Kui blushed and said, "It's not the owner to enjoy the meal. Come on, invite the inside."

Everyone entered the courtyard, and the courtyard was cleaned. Unexpectedly, seven or eight servants and maidservants stood waiting, with the demeanor of a large family. There was tea in the hall, but several women did not want to eat the food of thousands of families, so they put the cakes and fruits they brought on the stone bench and stone table in the courtyard, and sat around the tea to rest.

Song Nan, Uncle Zhong and others sat in the hall. Wan Jui made tea for everyone while answering Song Nan's question.

"How many households are there in this village?"

"When I went back to the owner's house, there were more than 100 families, 700 or 800 people; the land planted were all the owner's land, more than 700 mu of paddy fields, and the rest were mountainous. The fields here are fertile, and the rice production is not small. The owner has a good vision. If you buy the fields here, you will buy a treasure pot.

"Treasure basin? Why do I see that the people in this village are not hungry, and the grain output is high?

"That's not our fault. The mud legs are the most lazy. The paddy fields here are fertile, the yield should have been more than the nearby fields, and the rainwater irrigation is sufficient, but these mud legs are not easy to cultivate, and the yield is only one or two buckets more than others, which is really not good; but Song Dong's family, the villain has already thought about it, today We have to increase the rent and force them to contribute, otherwise it won't be a waste of good land for the owner.

Song Nan frowned and said, "How much is the yield per mu?"

Wan Kui said, "The output is about two stones and three buckets per mu, one bucket of official tax, and the owner collects one stone. They can still get more than one stone per mu. They are greedy and lazy. If they have money, they will spend it randomly. Naturally, it looks like this."

Song Nan quickly calculated that six or 700 mu of paddy fields, each household rents 60 or 70 mu of land, that is to say, the annual balance is also 70 or 80 stone rice. How can it be calculated that there are 30 or 40 taels of silver every year? Even the living standard in the capital, ten taels a year is enough for the whole family to eat and wear, not to mention several times the income. .

Song Nan suspected that there were tricks in it. The people here didn't want to be fat and oily at all, but Wan Kui's words were a little unreliable. After a few more questions, Wan ui answered fluently. Song Nan felt that he couldn't ask anything from Wan ui's mouth, so he said, "Thank you for being in charge of everything. You have to worry about the few things here. Everything is as usual. Send Tian Mu into my house every month. Uncle Zhong is the housekeeper, just report it to him."

Wan Kui smiled like a flower on her face, nodded and bowed and said, "That's natural. Don't worry, you peeled my skin without a renter."

Song Nan smiled and nodded.

Wan Jue killed chickens and ducks, but several women did not want to eat at Wan Jue's house and insisted on going out for a picnic. Song Nan did not want to be too close to Wan Kui. She wanted to find an opportunity to ask the villagers about all the truth, so she laughed and said, "Man, the women's family originally came out to enjoy the spring, and they also brought food out to eat, so they still don't bother to worry about it. That's it. Let's say goodbye."

Wan ui tried his best to keep it, but he couldn't keep it, so he had to personally send everyone out of the village and walk in the village. When the villagers saw Wan pei�, Song Nan and others together, they avoided it one after another and closed the door from afar. Song Nan didn't have a chance to talk to the villagers.

Wan Kui sent out of the village and saw Song Nan and his party enjoying the scenery on the nearby hillside with his own eyes. He turned around and told several family members around him to say, "Go door to door, and the people in the field outside should also say hello. If anyone dares to talk nonsense to Song Dong's house, I will grab his house, grab his land, and break their The way to live."