Farmer of Shu Han

Thinking of Alang's hard work and painstaking efforts to prepare the military rations, Huang Yueying's heart tightened all of a sudden: No matter what this kid said is true or not, anyway, try it, it will always be right!

"What exactly do you want? Or what does the master behind you want?" Huang Yueying stepped down from the main seat, walked up to Feng Yong, and said word by word, "As long as you can really increase the big man's income by 10% Harvest, no matter what you want, as long as I can give you, I will definitely give it to you!"

What? I never said that the big man should be charged 10% more! What I'm talking about is that my Zhuangzi takes 10% more. Is there something wrong with the communication between us?

Huang Yueying doesn't care whether it's 10% more harvested by the village or 10% more harvested by the big men, in her opinion, there is no difference: since you can use farming techniques to increase your farm's harvest by 10%, then as long as If you spread this kind of farming technique among the big men, you can also earn 10% more.

Although Feng Yong wanted to tell her that it was not the same thing, how could it be guaranteed that they were all the same as Zhuangzi? But it is obvious that Huang Yueying can't listen to any words at this time. She is in a good mood and has a big appetite for the dishes full of dishes. Opportunity to continue the topic.

It was not until before getting into the car that Huang Yueying said meaningfully to Feng Yong: "You should farm the land well. It is best not to get involved in the power struggle between the court and China. You don't have to make yourself ashamed. If you really want to After planting the land well, no one among the big men will embarrass you."

Hearing this, Feng Yong's heart went "squeaky". It seems that the fact that Liao Li came to find him was passed on to the old monster Zhuge after all, but he didn't know how much his conversation with Liao Li was known by others. ?

There were only three people present at the time, Feng Yong himself would not talk nonsense, and Yaomei couldn't understand, and she had no chance to speak out. Feng Yong was worried about Liao Li, the king with a strong mouth. He dared to bombard Liu Bei and Guan Yu in public. What else would he not dare to do?

"Forget it, kid. Thank you for reminding me, madam." Feng Yong bowed and saluted.

The little loli Zhang Xing looked at Feng Yong, smiled and said: "Feng Langjun, the food at your house is really delicious, Brother Zhao is really not lying."

After finishing speaking, his big eyes flickered at Feng Yong.

"Thank you, Miss Zhang, for your compliment. If Miss Zhang wants to eat in the future, just come. The Feng Manor always welcomes Miss Zhang." Feng Yong saluted Zhang Xing again. The little girl should not be underestimated. Whether it is giving a gift to someone or returning a gift, it is all in style.

Zhang Xing pouted, nodded in disappointment, but thanked politely: "Then thank Feng Langjun."

Feng Yong waved to Yaomei who was behind, and Yaomei walked up quickly knowingly, and handed over a food box.

"This is a new snack made by Feng's mansion. Miss Zhang can go back and taste it. If there is something that doesn't suit my taste, please forgive me." Feng Yong handed the food box over and said with a smile on his face. It says I am a good uncle.

Miss Zhang's disappointed expression immediately turned into surprise, and she was about to reach out to catch it in a hurry, but when she reached halfway, she seemed to remember something, and turned her head to look at Huang Yueying with a questioning look. After Huang Yueying nodded in agreement, she happily took it and held it in her chest like a baby.

"Is the big man short of food?" Seeing Huang Yueying's ox cart rushing away, without the leisurely time when he came to Fengzhuang, Feng Yong asked Zhao Guang beside him, this guy obviously had something to do, so he stayed on purpose Did not follow back.

"How should I say it?" Zhao Guang did not go back to the village, but instead took the lead to walk to the fields outside the village, and said as he walked, "The big man is not short of food, but the treasury of the big man is short of food. So, Dalang, you can understand Is it?"

How can I not understand, I am so fucking able to understand.

Liu Bei inherited Han Zuo himself, and most of the systems in central Shu inherited the Han system, so the original taxation was also based on the Eastern Han Dynasty's thirty taxes. But after Jingzhou was lost, how much could a 30-tax tax collect in such a big place in Sichuan? So later added the cheeky 15th tax to one. After the Battle of Yiling, the treasury was tight and the government was about to go bankrupt, so the tax was changed from 15 taxes to 10 taxes.

From one tax in thirty to one tax in ten, it has tripled the tax. It sounds like a lot, but look at Cao Wei, who pays ten taxes and five taxes for a field! Compared with Cao Wei, this is considered light.

Of course and eggs! The aristocratic family in central Shu who had paid 30% tax for a long time began to feel that this Liu is not a good thing! Ever since Liu Yan was that rotten thing, we good people have been suppressed all the time, without any military power in our hands. After Liu Bei’s big-eared thief came, it became even worse. First, the partner outsider tricked us with "direct hundred dollars" (that is, making big money, which is a bit similar to the Fed’s double printing of green notes in later generations, which is equivalent to using economic means to defraud the people in Sichuan. The aristocratic family plundered it), and now the tax is set so high, these days are getting worse every day!

The hateful thing is that my own people don't have military power in their hands. Otherwise, such a high tax would be added to it. Not only are people surnamed Liu bad, but those outsiders are also bad.

So God seems to have heard the cries of the aristocratic family in the middle of Shu, Liu Bei defeated Yiling!

Excited, very excited, and when Liu Bei was seriously ill, Zhuge Lao Yao left Jincheng for Yong'an, Huang Yuan rebelled, and the whole county rebelled. Reverse! This is the family's first attempt.

Unexpectedly, although Liu Chan, who was sitting in the capital city, was an honest boy, he was obedient. After listening to the words of a few old officials, he closed his eyes and slapped him according to the words of the old officials, so Huang Yuan knelt down.

Next, Liu Bei died in shame and anger, so he gave the Shu family another chance. It is estimated that the death of Huang Yuan last time gave the family an experience, so it was decided: this time we will not do it ourselves, but ask others to do it, and we will play tricks secretly.

Chaos in South China, Eastern Wu is about to move, Cao Wei's army is assembled, food prices in Central Shu are soaring... All the aristocratic families in Central Shu are shouting that these are all coincidences, and have nothing to do with us, absolutely nothing to do.

Would you believe me instead? Anyway, the old demon Zhuge definitely didn't believe it.

But you can't even beat the honest boy Liu Chan, and you still want to fight the old monster Zhuge? Are you kidding me?

"I'm not a Guawazi." Feng Yong followed, and when Zhao Guang asked this question, he said something for later generations.

"What is Guawazi?" Zhao Guang turned around and asked in a daze.

"Illiterate, stupid fool..."

"Oh," Zhao Guang nodded, "I want to talk to my elder brother about something related to a melon."

Are you sure you know what melon seeds mean?

"What is it?"

"Brother, there is a good friend who has a similar temperament. His name is Wang Xun, and his name is Zishi. He is two years older than my younger brother, and he often calls me elder brother. That kid is illiterate and has always wanted to find a teacher, but he has never been suitable. My brother is teaching those children in the village to read, and the method is quite good, so I want to ask for a favor, let him come and learn together." Zhao Guang scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly.

Are you sure you are right? Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang with a strange expression. Someone who is two years older than you calls you brother? Are you sure you're not kidding me? Besides, based on your kid's social circle, most of the people you make friends with are the second generation of powerful officials. How can such people not find a suitable teacher? Well, take a step back, even if you really can't find it, are you sure you tell him to let him learn to read with the children of the farmer, and he won't feel that you are insulting him, so he will break up with you?