After tossing for a while, the two quieted down, and when they saw Zhiwen quietly drinking tea, they were a little ashamed of their inability to hold their breath.

"Xiao Zhi, I can't figure it out," Ma Er deliberately found a topic, but this was also the doubt in his heart, "Since Mr. Song has this ability, why do you want to go to the acting king?" It's not over when you sign and print yourself. ”

"Also, isn't this million catties of grain too spent?" Without waiting for Zhiwen to answer, Ma Er asked distressedly, before the bumper harvest in Zhuolu Mountain, the seed fee collected by the trade union, and the grain that could be used together in exchange for green salt cloth and other things, there were about three million catties, and this time, it went to more than thirty percent.

Song Xiance next to him sighed, "Second Brother Ma, do you think that with just a few deeds, that land can fall into our hands for nothing?" ”

"How?" Ma Er shook the deed in his hand, "Could it be that there is still something wrong?" ”

"Of course, nothing has changed at the moment." Song Xiance said, "However, if I can't submit to the acting king and let him willingly sell the land to us, even if I can imitate his handwriting and letters seamlessly, it is difficult to say." ”

"Second Brother Ma," Zhiwen then explained, "This land and house, the signing of the deed by both parties is only the first step, and it needs to go to the government to go through it." At that time, the role of the government was equivalent to the notarization of later generations, but it was essential, and of course, Zhiwen also heard it from other people.

"That's... What's there to be afraid of. Ma Er's eyes rolled, "Isn't Zhuolu Mountain in Baoan Prefecture, let's be kind to Lord He, will he still turn his elbow out?" ”

"If it's really me signing and sealing, this matter is not for us to take care of, even if Lord He has the heart to help, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything, after all, the acting king is not easy to mess with, and the black yarn on his head may not be guaranteed." Song Xiance said.

"Mr. Song is right." Zhiwen said, "Since we have the ability to make the acting king bow his head and be obedient, why bother to be this villain." ”

"However, Brother Zhi," Song Xiance also asked, "The acting king's handle is in our hands, it's not that we want him to do whatever he wants, why give him a million catties of grain, if you think it's too cheap, give him more than 100,000 catties of grain, it's almost over." ”

He didn't understand this, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhiwen's gourd.

"No more, no less." Zhiwen replied with a smile, this million catties is a lot that he has repeatedly calculated in his heart.

Before leaving tonight, Zhiwen had successfully lured Zhu Dingwei into the set, for the amount of sweet potatoes and potatoes per mu of 1,000 catties, although this prince may not fully believe Zhiwen's words, but his inner thoughts are the same as those who have heard this for the first time, even if it is a 35% discount, the grain yield of 3500 catties per mu is acceptable.

Add to that the advantages of drought tolerance and the ability to harvest twice a year, and the temptation to grow sweet potatoes is even greater.

Under Zhiwen's persuasion and the promise of sending people to teach them to plant, Zhu Dingwei had already decided that as soon as the grain from Zhuolu Mountain arrived, he would use all the million catties of grain as seeds and plant them all in his water-scarce fields such as slopes and mountains.

Each mu of land needs about 50 catties of grain to be seeded, and 1 million catties can be planted 20,000 mu of land, although Zhu Dingwei may be a few days late in planting at this time, but his land is all cooked land, and the soil strength is not a problem, and by the end of November, the yield per mu of 1,000 catties is still guaranteed, so that the total output is 20 million.

With Zhu Dingwei's temperament, it would be good to leave two or three million catties of grain for the tenants, and most of the rest, he would use it to grow and continue to expand the scale of planting, he has millions of acres of land, and Zhu Dingwei will not waste land with such a high yield of grain.

In this way, by the beginning of spring next year, 17,800,000 million yuan of grain can be planted on 34,400,000 mu of land, which already accounts for a small half of Zhu Dingwei's fields.

It's just that in this way, those tenants who act as kings will inevitably suffer some crimes, Zhu Dingwei has already released words in front of Zhiwen, sweet potatoes and potatoes, whoever wants to plant them will let them go.

In Zhiwen's plan, if he doesn't listen to his greetings, when the summer harvest next year, Zhu Dingwei will be unlucky, and then he, these tenants, will definitely suffer.

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, Zhiwen is so calculated, although he is a little unbearable, but this is an opportunity to strengthen Zhuolu Mountain, and it is also a very fast method, Zhiwen is not willing to miss the opportunity because of his good intentions, forget it, Zhuolu Mountain will do its best to take them in, and Zhiwen can only comfort himself like this.

"Aren't we going to charge for seeds?" Zhiwen said, "This generation of kings is a big landowner, the more he grows, the more we can harvest, right?" ”

"It's... Is it? Song Xiance and Ma Er were speechless by Zhiwen's words, although the words are good, but can this kind of sub-fee really be received smoothly?

In fact, most of the people in Zhuolu Mountain have this doubt about the two of them, and they all feel that Zhiwen's idea of collecting seed fees is a bit wishful thinking.

In Zhuolu Mountain, the trade union and Zhiwen themselves have high prestige, and they will accept it, and the mountain people naturally have no two words, and they are regarded as paying rent, but outside the mountain, it may not be, and now there is a Zhizhou Lord as a guarantee, and the power of the government will collect the seed fee afterwards, and so on in the future, it will be all voluntary, and everyone is actually not very sure in their hearts.

Sun Kewang's land with very little yield per mu, although it is a negative teaching material, but it has hardly spread outside the mountain, even in the mountain, there are many people who do not think so, they all feel that Sun Kewang's land is not deep enough, the water is not enough, and the fertilizer is not applied carefully, in short, the land is not served well, if you change yourself, you will definitely not get to this point.

Although Zhu Dingwei has a handle in their hands now, he has to be obedient, but this autumn only planting 20,000 mu of land, he can harvest 20 million catties of grain, and if the scale is expanded in the future, how much can Zhu Dingwei collect from 30% of the seed fee?

Song Xiance and Ma Er were taken aback by this huge number when they thought about it, not to mention more, as long as the king has 200,000 acres of land to grow sweet potatoes and potatoes, and the seed fee for each season, he can have 60 million catties of grain, in the face of such huge interests, can Zhu Dingwei still be obedient and pay the fee obediently?

He would probably have people use the grain they had harvested and continue to plant, and the tenants themselves would do the same, needless to say.

If Zhu Dingwei is unwilling, will he really hand over his so-called evidence of rebellion, if he dies, his wealth will definitely not fall into the hands of Zhuolu Mountain, and it doesn't seem to be beneficial to Zhuolu Mountain.

The acting king is gone, there will still be the king of Jin, and there will be a prince they can't think of, although they don't have to worry about the belonging of Zhuolu Mountain, but they still have to deal with it, these people are definitely not as obedient as Zhu Dingwei, do you have to concoct it again like this?

Seeing that Song Xiance and Ma Er were suspicious, Zhiwen didn't explain, let the facts explain everything, and ordered, "Second Brother Ma, the flying slaves should not have forgotten to bring them, as soon as the sky is bright, put them back, and tell the people in the mountains to bring enough food as soon as possible and come to Datong." ”