The Reborn Lady is Farming

But the next day, with the rumors spread by Jiang Ze, they all said that the mortgaged land deeds will not come back, the interest rate is too high, they will not be able to pay next autumn, and the country gentry will definitely buy the land by then. If you take it back, you might as well sell it.

   So within two days, the person who went to the gate of the government office with the title deed was not a mortgage, but asked to sell it.

   A few squires didn't buy it, so they went to someone else.

   These squires are not the only ones in Fucheng, there are also some rich peasants, small landlords, small merchants, or middle squires, who also want to buy land...

This is different from Liu Yuanwai's idea. The food needed for buying land and lending is different. The former is twice as much as the latter, but seeing the victims who have left, Liu Yuanwai gritted his teeth and said, "Buy, otherwise These mud legs can go to Xingyuan Mansion to sell, you know, there are many people there who want to buy land at a low price."

  He Yuanwai thought about it and agreed.

   Qi Xiuyuan's mouth has a higher curvature.

   Mu Yangling didn't know what was going to happen, but watching the big guy bustlingly selling and buying land, he always felt uneasy.

She ran to Qi Haoran to inquire about the news. Qi Haoran had been beating up people happily these days, and he waved his hand indifferently when he heard the words: "What can happen? My eldest brother is busy catching traitors these days, how can I pay attention to it? Local government affairs? You don't have to worry, Wu Shancai really wants to go too far, I will write a letter to the capital to impeach him and see what he is proud of."

  The nervous Fan Zijin suddenly relaxed, and nodded with a smile, "Haoran and I know many friends in Lin'an Mansion. Their fathers are all officials in the court. You can help me. Miss Mu, don't worry."

   Mu Yangling looked at Fan Zijin suspiciously, "Is that so?"

   What was he nervous about just now?

  Fan Zijin nodded with a smile, "That's it."

   Mu Yangling couldn't see anything, so he could only leave in disappointment.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, Qi Haoran didn't understand why, so he hurriedly followed up and asked, "What happened to you? Didn't you just sell the land? Go back and make money and buy it back. Qu Zijin said that the imperial court encouraged land reclamation. The income from land reclamation belongs to everyone, and the first two years will also reduce taxes.”

   "What you said is quite light. How can the villagers make money besides farming? When there was land in the past, they could not make a few taels of silver a year. Now there is no land, and it is difficult to even eat."

Mu Yangling sighed and said, "Do you think it is so good to be a tenant of a landlord's family? Sixty percent of the harvest in the fields will go up. When the farming is busy, the landlord will force them to work for him. It’s a little bit better than the long-term workers of the landlord’s family, let alone making money, it’s the ancestors’ virtue to not die of exhaustion.”

   Qi Haoran was stunned, "The tenant is so hard?"

Mu Yangling rolled his eyes, "Otherwise, what do you think? The tenants don't have to pay the land tax, but the Ding tax and Ding Fu are not less, and only 40% of the grain is obtained in a year. After removing these, how much do you think is enough? What does the family eat? In Linshan Village, we can eat thick porridge for half a year, black and white steamed buns for two months, and all kinds of miscellaneous grains for the remaining four months. As a tenant, we have to eat bran for at least half a year. Food for pigs."

   Qi Haoran looked shy, "I, I don't know, it's easy for you to make money, how about I lend you some?" Qi Haoran touched his deflated purse.

Mu Yangling glanced at his purse and said, "Come on, your money is not enough for us to stuff our teeth between our teeth. In fact, I came to find you just to know what would happen, and also gave me a reassurance. In the past two days, my heart has always been up and down, for fear of taking the villagers down a dead end."

   Qi Haoran was silent for a moment, then said, "Wait, I'll go and ask my elder brother."

"Don't," Mu Yangling grabbed him, "you also said that the general is busy, so don't make trouble for him, forget it if you don't know." Mu Yangling remembered that Fan Zijin's expression was different just now, and his eyes rolled. , he attached to his ear and said, "Don't ask the general, ask Fan Zijin."

   "Zijin? If he knew, Grandpa would have known." The two brothers would tell each other anything.

   "Maybe he just knew about it, and he hasn't had time to tell you," Mu Yangling said: "You go and ask him, and you must tell me if you ask."

   Qi Haoran rolled his eyes and agreed.

  Poor Fan Zijin thought that Qi Haoran didn't know anything and would not reveal the secret, so he didn't keep up with the two of them, so he was tricked by his brother.

  Qi Haoran ran to find Fan Zijin, and as soon as they met, he asked, "I heard from Mu Yangling that it was the eldest brother who suggested that she asked the people of Linshan Village to sell the land. Do you know why?"

  Fan Zijin never took precautions against Qi Haoran. Hearing that, he nodded and said, "I know, my cousin got some news from the capital. It is more cost-effective to sell the land than to mortgage the title deed."

   Qi Haoran hurriedly leaned forward, "What news?"

   Fan Zijin saw that there were only two people in the room, so he didn't hide it from him, and said in a low voice, "I told you, you have to be careful and don't let it leak out."

   Qi Haoran nodded quickly.

  Fan Zijin whispered a few words in his ear.

   Qi Haoran's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"

  Fan Zijin nodded with a smile.

   "That's great," Qi Haoran jumped up and said, "I'll let my eldest brother take care of the four and five battalions at that time."

   "What you think is too beautiful, even Hua Hui, the first general under my cousin, didn't lead two battalions. If my cousin really handed over the fourth and fifth battalions to you, it would be terrible."

Qi Haoran pursed his lips, and Fan Zijin sighed: "I think my cousin wants to give you the fifth battalion. The last time I asked you to go to the fourth battalion, the soldiers in the western camp didn't say anything, but they all felt that my cousin was favoritism. You, this time you have done a great job, and you have trained the miscellaneous soldiers of the fourth battalion to make a personal appearance. Everyone is somewhat convinced, but you are only twelve years old, and your cousin can't give you a seal. You have nothing. Official position, it would be inappropriate to manage the four battalions."

Qi Haoran's anxious eyes were red, and he still remembered what Mu Yangling entrusted to him, and immediately shouted: "I want to take advantage of the achievements of the master, and I don't want to see who the master is. Take over four battalions."

The original soldiers of the fourth battalion are so wicked, the old and old, the disabled, the weak and the weak, and some are so timid that they scream when they see killing chickens. Just taken over?

  For the sake of the fourth camp, he skipped classes every three days, and was beaten by his elder brother every three or five minutes. Almost all his food and lodging were in the camp. Is it easy for him?

  Fan Zijin is also distressed for his partners, but there is no way, who told them to be young?

   No one in the DPRK became an official at the age of twelve, let alone a general.

   Fan Zijin patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Wait two more years, we will be fourteen in two years, and then let my cousin seal us."