According to Ma Er, although there is no tax to pay on renting the land of the king, the rent paid is very high, ranging from five to seventy percent, and the more fertile the land, the higher the proportion.

But no matter how good the field is, the yield per mu is only three or four hundred catties, and the land in Zhuolu Mountain is so high-yielding, it is very possible for the greedy king to harvest eighty percent of the rent.

Zhiwen was not reluctant to pay rent, especially when he heard that the king occupied a wide range of land, and felt that if this matter was handled well, it would be an opportunity to hand over a certain amount of sweet potatoes to the king, which would play a role in promoting the promotion of these two crops.

It's just that five to seven achievements are too much, which means that Zhiwen and their trade union basically have no income, just a transit station, if it is eighty percent, it is still a loss.

But if you refuse, how can you deal with yourself?

Once the acting king comes, I am afraid that it will not help when He Zhizhou arrives, this is not a traitor, collecting the rent of his own land, even if it is above the court, it is reasonable.

Flag Rebellion? Not to mention whether the current strength is enough or not, the previous efforts to win over Zhou Chengyun to set up a trading company, open up trade routes, find wool, and help Governor Geng and others are all in vain, which is not appropriate.

Zhiwen is worried about this matter these days, the reason why he doesn't go back to the mountain to stay in the town, in addition to helping recruit refugees, is to wait for people, one is to wait for the king to come, Zhiwen wants to deal with it personally, except for him and Ma Er, no one else knows about this matter, mainly because he is afraid that everyone will be unstable when he says it.

Another is to wait for Zhou Chengyun and others, before Si Cha's message was that as soon as Governor Geng's matter was over, they would go north with He Zhizhou, and there happened to be the escort of Li Dingguo and others, and several people went to Baoan Prefecture together, and Zhang Zongbing also went to Datong by the way.

If nothing else, it should be Zhou Chengyun who will arrive first, so that Zhiwen can deal with this matter and ask Zhou Dagongzi for advice, this kind of thing, up and down the entire Zhuolu Mountain, I'm afraid only he can come up with a way.

However, waiting for others is the most abrasive, although there are not many days, Zhiwen is already a little upset, and I don't know if there is any news from Ma Er.

There is a saying in later generations that there will be an echo if you don't forget, but unfortunately it has not been fulfilled in Zhiwen, he has been reading it for several days, especially when he is idle today, he is even more eager to have news of Zhou Chengyun and others, but unfortunately there was no surprise until Shang Xiaocheng came to call him for dinner.

As the sun sets, the croaking of cicadas has subsided, the hot air is starting to cool down, and a rare day of leisure is coming to an end, and tomorrow we will have to recruit refugees again.

The next morning, the people of the trading company got up early, took advantage of the cool weather, washed up, had breakfast, and most of them came to the open space outside the town, where many refugees were already waiting.

Zhiwen took out the pen and paper he carried with him, and began to register the refugees, although his writing is not very flattering, but it is also to catch ducks on the shelves, I have to be, I can't write much, except for a few account rooms, just count him, as for Shang Xiaocheng and a few people, although they have already learned some words, but to let them do this kind of thing, it is still impossible.

There are not many things that need to be registered, in addition to the name, place of origin, and specialties, Zhiwen hopes to discover some craftsmen, but also for the development of Zhuolu Mountain, there are many refugees who will farm, and there are many people who really have craftsmanship, but it is not surprising to think about it, because of the small-scale peasant economy, in addition to farming, other things have to be dealt with by themselves, if not, then this day will not be easy.

Among the several groups of refugees recruited after the war with the bandits, there are many people who can build houses and houses, basically as soon as they arrive in the mountains, they are arranged to build dock forts, and there are fewer carpenters and blacksmiths, just like Zhiwen's father, as long as he has these two skills, even if he has no fields, he can basically mix food and clothing, and he regards them as the foundation of his life and will not be easily passed on.

Most of the women spin and weave cloth, although the knitting sweater is a little different, but I believe that it is difficult for them, to the mountains, to help do the chores for a period of time, will raise it, recover some physical strength, as long as Xiao Yingniang and others a little guidance, will become a qualified weaver.

As for leaking the secrets of ** clothes, let an opponent like the Fan family know about this kind of thing, if you want to expand the scale, you can't avoid it, as long as the core technology of wool washing does not leak out, you are not afraid.

The sun is gradually rising, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and although Zhiwen and the others are registered in the shade of the trees, they are gradually getting impatient, and unlike in the quiet courtyard of the trading house, there are many noisy people here, and if you can't calm down, you will feel very hot.

Fortunately, Shang Xiaocheng and other team members were effective, and the order was maintained quite well, although the scene was not quiet enough, the refugees were lined up in an orderly manner, and the registration went smoothly.

"Smack!" A drop of sweat flowed from Zhiwen's forehead to his chin, and then dripped from his chin to the table, Zhiwen didn't care about wiping it, only glad that it didn't fall on the paper, stained the handwriting, and after writing the last few words, Zhiwen dropped the pen, and then his left hand wiped the sweat with the cloth towel around his neck, and his right hand kept shaking.

Writing this morning's words, I feel more tired than practicing martial arts for a day, eat lunch first, and then take a rest, otherwise I am afraid that my right hand will not be able to lift it in the afternoon.

Several accounting rooms next to them also stopped writing one after another, standing up and rejuvenating their muscles and bones, they are better at using the pen, but their physical strength is much inferior to Zhiwen.

Seeing this, the refugees in the queue did not urge, although the aroma of a few large pots of mixed porridge in the open space next to them was attractive, and many people's throats kept stirring, but no one dispersed, and they all knew that if they registered early, they would be able to work in the mountains as soon as possible to earn food.

Of course, these people will not wait hungry and empty, in front of the cauldron there are their own women and children lined up, in order to receive the porridge, some go to the open space to sit down to eat, and some are sent to the men in the queue, it is either their man or father, who is the pillar of the family.

Zhiwen walked towards the compound of the trading company in the town while moving, and the others followed one after another, they didn't eat here, that is, Shang Xiaocheng, who maintained order, and they also took turns to go back to eat, mainly because the food was too good, I was afraid that the refugees would be hot, not reluctant, but the refugees had been hungry for a long time, and suddenly they ate well, which was not good for their health, if they ate the same as the refugees, but they wronged themselves, and recruiting people was not a matter of a day or two.

"Brother Zhi, Second Brother Ma has news back." Back at the trading company, Shang Xiaocheng, who had just finished eating and had just returned from the refugee gathering place, ran to him and muttered in his ear.

"You eat first, I'll take a look." Zhiwen put down the bowl, and there was a burst of excitement in his heart, is there finally good news?