The Reborn Wife is Farming

Ma Liu looked at Mu Shi and Mu Yangling, and finally settled on Mu Yangling, saying: "If your father is here, we can plant more than half of the 180 mu of land, but your father won't get it." The family depends on us, the old and the weak. It would be good if we can plant twenty acres. Even if there are cattle, it will only be about ten acres more. Stones, you have to ask clearly. How much food the army has, don’t we can’t even pay for the army.”

Mu Yangling and Mu Shi looked at each other in blank dismay. Neither of them thought of this. They have already got the land, but they still can't grow it?

"Then, I'll go to see our family's land tomorrow? But tomorrow, the little general has to recruit soldiers and give lectures, so I don't have time." Mu Shi said distressedly.

"Father, I'll go," Mu Yangling said, "I'll collect firewood in the morning, and then I'll go to see the land with my aunt in the afternoon. Father, you don't know how to look at fat and thin, so it's useless to go there. Why don't you let my aunt go?" Look, when the time comes, the fertile land will be set aside, if only 40% is paid for the army, we can plant as much as we can, isn’t there 60% for us to eat?”

Xiuhong hurriedly said, "My sister and I can help too."

Xiao Bowen hurriedly squeezed over, "There's still me, and me."

Mu Yangling glanced at their small bodies and ignored them.

Xiuhong said unconvinced: "Cousin, I can do a lot of work, tomorrow I will go collect firewood with you."

"Okay," Mu Yangling said cheerfully, "Then you have to get up early tomorrow."

Xiulan and Xiao Bowen are also arguing to go.

"Forget about the two of you, you are still growing up, sleep more," he said again: "You take care of your younger brothers and sisters at home, they need someone to accompany them."

The two stopped entanglement.

Like the Mu family, there are not many families who have land but can't grow it all, because they have more or less brothers, and the family members, old and young, can work. It's done, even if there's not much left.

For example, in Liu Daqian's family, Liu Ting and Liu Zhuang drew lots at the end, and Liu Zhuang went to serve in the army. After that, Liu Lang would take over from him. In such a turn, no one lost.

Liu Daqian and his wife, Liu Ting and his wife, Liu Zhang and their children can work in the fields, but they also have a lot of land. They are also discussing to go and have a look tomorrow, choose the fertile ones to serve first, and the rest I'll talk about it later.

At this time, Qi Haoran was also checking the brochures of these lands, and proudly said: "With so many lands, our food and grass will no longer be controlled by others."

Fan Zijin was not as optimistic as he was, so he took out a book to show him.

Qi Haoran flipped through the pages and asked, "What is this?"

"The grain production of Xingzhou Mansion over the years is followed by the grain production of Jiangnan. Brother Rong spent half a month asking someone to transcribe and collect it."

Qi Haoran opened it and looked at it, his eyes widened immediately, "How could there be such a difference?"

"Otherwise, why do you think that the average household in the Lin government is ten mu, and life is worse than the average household in the south of the Yangtze River?" Fan Zijin sighed: "Jiangnan is a land of fish and rice, and the access to water conservancy is incomparable in other places, even worse than that in Jiangnan. Let’s talk about Xingzhou Prefecture, let’s talk about the climate and the fertility of the land in the two places. It’s not bad that Xingzhou Prefecture’s autumn harvest yield per mu is half that of Jiangnan’s. The last time Song Zhi said that the yield of 200 catties of wheat per mu was referring to the landlord’s family The best land production, do you think our army can have this production capacity?"

Qi Haoran put down the brochure and asked: "Then you said 40% and how much can we charge?"

Fan Zijin shook his head, "I don't know, it depends on how many cattle the imperial court can give. Although we have a lot of land, we have few people, so we can't finish all the land. If there are more cattle, we can cultivate more and give four to the army. Cheng is the imperial court's method, my cousin may not follow this."

Qi Haoran said seriously: "Brother will not raise taxes, he is not such a person."

Fan Zijin glanced at him, and said: "I didn't say that my cousin will improve, but I may add some rigid rules, such as how much must be cultivated in the military field, and how much must be cultivated in the Yongye field. Only in this way can we guarantee the food and grass for the coming year, otherwise Once a war breaks out, the rations of the soldiers and civilians will have to be forcibly confiscated, and at that time my cousin will definitely lose his support, which is something no one wants to see."

"What's the difference? Anyway, we have to farm the land, and if they can grow it, they will definitely grow it."

Fan Zijin shot him a sideways look, "What do you know? The Holy Majesty said that 40% of the harvest is Yongye farmland, but 60% of the military farmland must be handed over. If they all plant Yongye farmland, or roughly cultivate the military farmland , and intensive cultivation of Yongye Field, is the food harvested by the army enough to fit between the teeth?"

What Fan Zijin said was right, Qi Xiuyuan has been busy with this for the past few days. He wanted to formulate a rule that would at least ensure the supply of the army without making the common people too sad.

Rong Xuan hired several accountants from Xingyuan Mansion, and Song Zhi who is familiar with people's livelihood, just to plan this area well.

Food and grass have always been one of the most important supplies of the army. Only when there is no worry about food and grass can soldiers train and fight with confidence.

When Mu Shi and all the soldiers gathered in the camp area in the morning light, the documents issued by Qi Xiuyuan also arrived in Qi Haoran's hands.

Qi Haoran flipped through it, laughed and said, "This idea is good, I'll announce it right away."

Qi Xiuyuan's method was very simple. Each household was allocated 100 mu of military farmland. He stipulated that the cultivation of military farmland should not be less than 40 mu, and the average yield of military farmland and Yongye farmland should not differ by more than 20 jin per mu.

This ensures the number of cultivated fields and the average yield per mu of military fields, and the harvested grain and grass will naturally not be too small.

In this way, Mu Shi became even more worried. Doesn't this mean that they can't plant an acre of Yongye Field?

Mu Shi stood below and listened to Qi Haoran's lecture with his head downcast.

At this time, Mu Yangling brought Xiuhong to the foot of the mountain.

Mu Yangling raised his eyes and said, "It's more convenient at my house. There is a mountain when you go out. It takes two quarters of an hour to walk here. It's really troublesome."

But Xiuhong thinks it is very good. She has been farming since she was a child, and she prefers to see the endless fields.

Chenggutun is located two miles south of Mingshui County. Walking south for a quarter of an hour is the middle of Chushan Mountain. There are dense trees here, and you can look down at Chenggutun from a high position. To the north is the county seat of Mingshui County, and to the northwest is Luocong Mountain. The camp area Just under Luocong Mountain, to the east is the main road from Qili Township to Mingshui County, and there is a large area of ​​flat fields underneath. Xiuhong feels happy whenever she thinks of the golden autumn harvest, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

If the mountain is too close to home, she still feels afraid and depressed.

Mu Yangling had already walked into the mountain with a sickle, glanced in the woods, and said disappointedly: "There are not many dry firewood on the ground, you go and pick it up, and I will cut the branches."

Xiuhong ran to pick it up, and Mu Yangling picked up a withered branch and chopped it down. She was so strong that she could chop off a branch with two knives, and sometimes she could break it off with her hands. Xiuhong saw Clicking his tongue, he felt that even if his cousin was not at home and his cousin was there, farming shouldn't be too difficult.