The days are getting hotter day by day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the blink of an eye, the first year of the first year entered May, the sun suddenly became hot, and under the exposure of the sun, the millet in this field began to slowly change color, from green to yellow. For the people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, this is the time to sharpen the sickle quickly and prepare to harvest grain, and the annual situation of the year can depend on this season's grain.

Although this is rich since ancient times, but Jiangnan is different from other places, put aside the northeast a year but one ripe, at most plant a season of cabbage, carrots, is considered to be winter food, but in Jiangnan, but can be three crops a year, two seasons of rice plus a season of rape, but although it is three crops, the people of Jiangnan are burdened with heavy taxes, more I am afraid that the old year's debts, although it is three crops, and this summer harvest is extremely important. Although it is the same rice seed compared to summer grain, the yield of autumn grain is much lower than that of summer grain, because the soil is exhausted.

Compared with the north, the livestock in the south of the Yangtze River is less, naturally it is inconvenient to accumulate fertilizer, often accumulate a year's soil fertilizer, all of which are used for that season of summer rice, if it comes, the amount of summer grain is related to the annual situation of the year, and the people are naturally extremely concerned. After all, this is the hope of the year.

Although there is not a grain of rice left at home, but looking at the green and lush fields mixed with a little yellow millet, Wang Daliang's face is full of smiles. Now he was completely relieved, just looking at the heavy grain, he was already ninety percent sure of this year's harvest. The seedlings are large and the marking lines are firm, which is a rare good year for more than ten years, and the ears are so long.

"Don't say it's more than ten years, even if you go forward, from Guangxu to Tongzhi years, there may not be such a year!"

All this in front of him, in Wang Daliang's eyes, is full of unprecedented joy. So much so that when he spoke. The corners of those lips were raised. Wang Daliang's words immediately caused a burst of echoes.

It's not, I've never seen such a good year after so many years!

Looking at the millet in front of him, Wang Daliang, who has been planting the land for most of his life, can predict what will happen in twenty days, which can really make people laugh. He looked up at the oily green field, which was just beginning to turn yellow, and looked at the fat seedlings. All of them have turned into yellow and clear tassels, and several times they suspect that their eyes are dizzy, and they are dreaming. However, the ears and seedlings were correctly placed in front of him, and he was really so happy that he was about to go crazy!

"Haha! Is this year's annual scene really like this? ”

The tiredness of the past seemed to be gone, and he even took out his cigarette pouch and pondered the hard work of this season: from the day he planted it. Until now, Wang Daliang has really not been idle for a moment. After planting the field, the sky was dry, it had just rained and scared the water, and I couldn't live in peace all day long, and I was busy like a dog in the village, and I never ate that even if I was full in my belly. Every time I went to the field, I was so hungry that I couldn't even lift my legs, and I was so thin that I only had a handful of dry bones left. March and April are the time when the green and yellow are not harvested, but even so. He still went to the field every day, for fear of missing this year's harvest.

Until now, after so much hunger, Wang Daliang, who relied on some wild vegetables in the field and porridge cooked from rice, hung that breath, every time he thought of the feeling of being hungry, he didn't know how he survived. Then he would see the long threads of tassels. Why didn't he rejoice?

This is what you have in hand, and you have to think about it carefully! Think about how you're going to spend these things.

At the beginning, you must eat it a few meals to your heart's content, not to mention that the adults are hungry and have few taels of meat on their bodies, and the children are really hungry and miserable, so they should get more food. Cook a few more bowls of rice, give them a few full meals, take advantage of the good year to nourish the spirit, the spirit is sufficient, in order to withstand the future, who knows, there will be a famine year in the future, this season is good, the next season is not known.

And then what?

Well, then sell a few loads on the back of the set, make a few new clothes to wear, now the foreign cloth is cheaper than the homespun cloth, but it is not very strong, forget it, the children do not look like a human figure like that, just buy a few pieces of cloth, put on a few clothes. Pay off all your debts clearly. The rest is kept for the New Year, as for the autumn grain, in his calculations, it is to prepare for next year's barren month, if next year's harvest is good, like this year's year......

The two stinky boys are almost going to get married, Chunhui is talking all day long about who will marry a daughter-in-law, and the meaning of that sentence is that he wants to start a family. It's the second half of next year! When the grain is harvested, each of them will receive a house of relatives, and they will be able to raise their grandchildren and become grandfathers in the year after......

What else?

In addition, it seems that there is really nothing to do, and the fields with a few more buckets of grain make Wang Daliang full of hope for the future, in fact, the hope of the people is so simple, just a few more buckets of grain, and he will be content if he can eat a few full meals a year, just like Wang Daliang at this time, although the previous people relied on porridge to hang their breath, I don't know that they were hungry that day. But now, looking at the harvest in this field, I am full of hope for the future, and I can make people laugh out loud when I think about the future.

Looking at the field in front of him and imagining the harvest in more than 20 days, Wang Daliang's heart had no other thoughts except joy, and everything had a way.

Although there is no rice at home now, Wang Daliang is not in a hurry, because he already has a way, and he will be able to eat a few meals in more than ten days. If you have something real to show to others, are you afraid that no one will lend you a few grains of food grain?

The millet in Master Sun's house is now desperately looking for someone to borrow, but I'm afraid that if you don't open your mouth, he can send someone to your home. The price is not so expensive, only six dollars per load.

Uncle Wang's family also has millet loans. Six dollars per quintal, and there is no interest, is a good thing.

Everyone in the village has to eat and get through the difficulties of these ten days, but no one is willing to borrow grain from Master Sun or Uncle Wang unless it is absolutely necessary. It's really heart-wrenching, and now I borrow a load, and in more than ten days, I have to pay them back three loads. It's the millet of Uncle Wang's family, six yuan a load, and that's also an increase in interest, just a few days of hard work, that interest is added...... It's better to endure these ten days with a hard belly!

"That's how their breed of dog mongrels does! When the big guys are about to starve to death, they can't borrow a grain from them. When Tanaka's things were secure, he desperately looked for someone to borrow. There are only more than ten days, and they have to repay three burdens by borrowing one load. This class of dog mongrels doesn't die, and the sky really doesn't have eyes......"

"Daddy, didn't you also borrow his grain? Hum! God doesn't have long eyes! The more such people are, the more they will be rich and happy! ”

"That's it! God ate so much of their tribute, and ate the soft hands of others. How could they still be punished......"

Isn't this the reason, that is, burning incense to pay tribute to God, and that is also the incense burned by rich people, and the tribute is more. While a few villagers were talking, a figure in the distance walked over, it was Wang San, who was working in the city in the village, with a smile on his face and a full trouser pocket on his shoulder.

"Yo, his third brother. You look like you're doing a good job in the city! There must be more than one load of so much grain......"

Looking at the trouser pocket full of Wang San on his shoulder, the others hurriedly said with a smile, this Wang San ran out of food at home a while ago, so he ran to the city to carry coolies, and it was only a few days before he came back and carried back a trouser bag of food.

"That's millet?"

Put down the small 100-pound trouser pocket. Wang San wiped the sweat from his forehead, first denied it and then emphatically said.

"It's rice!"

This sentence only made everyone stunned. Rice! This Wang San is really rich, but?

"Yo, are you picking up silver or gold in the city......?"

"That's it, this must be a fortune!"

In the laughter of everyone, Wang San pulled the sweat placket with his hand. I want to fan out some wind, I said.

"What kind of wealth is that, it's all borrowed!"

"Borrowed? The one in the city who borrowed it? ”

When the people heard that it was borrowed, they immediately thought of the wealthy landlord in the city, and the grain borrowed from the countryside was all borrowed grain. There is a borrowed rice, this borrowed rice, how can I repay it?

"What kind of Caidong is that, is our Zhejiang governor Lord Yuan taking pity on us mud legs, what kind of company did he get, and lent us rice to ......"

"Rice from the government? How did you borrow it? ”

"How do you borrow? I borrowed it with last year's tax donation ticket, no, how much tax I paid last year, how much rice I can borrow this year, but the number of fields at home exceeds 20 acres, I can't borrow it, and this is not old rice, it's all new rice with white flowers, his big daddy, look at your body, give, grab a few handfuls, go home and eat enough, and then go to the county to borrow ......"

As if afraid that others would not believe it, Wang San untied the rope of the cloth bag, and then grabbed a handful of rice.

"This, you can borrow this tax stamp? How, how to borrow? ”

In the yamen of the governor of Hangzhou City, putting down the teacup in his hand, Yuan Shikai looked at Zhang Jian, who was visiting, and said his original idea of borrowing grain from the people.

"Since the younger brother went out to Taiwan and Zhejiang, he has witnessed how the rich gentry in the countryside exploit the people through usury, and their exploiters, especially the summer grain, before the summer harvest, the poor peasants in the countryside run out of grain, in order to make a living and borrow usury, often borrow one to repay three, and even have to pawn their children and sell their daughters. Let the rich gentry in the countryside take advantage of the people like this? ”

Although Yuan Shikai called himself a "younger brother", it really made Zhang Jian's heart quite uncomfortable, after all, he had a disciple ceremony for him in North Korea back then, although the two had cut off their robes and broken their righteousness when they were in North Korea many years ago, but more or less in Zhang Jian's heart, Yuan Shikai was still regarded as a "junior".

As a "Jiangnan celebrity" Zhang Jian, at this time there is no heart for scientific research, after all, now the court's Enke, all left only one ornament, and it is precisely because of this that Zhang Jian will make up his mind to abandon the official business, so he will return to Jiangsu from the capital, and at the same time as making this decision, Zhang Jian took the initiative to write a letter to Yuan Shikai to resume diplomatic relations, which requires a lot of courage. This kind of courage comes from the needs of politics, because at this time Yuan Shikai is no longer what it used to be, no longer the little-known battalion management and deputy battalion in North Korea, but the great history of the feudal territory of the governor of Zhejiang Province, and Zhang Jian, who intends to invest in industry, naturally hopes to win the support of Yuan Shikai, after all, as we all know, when it comes to the new policy in China today, the first is the northeast, and the second is Zhejiang, even if it is Zhili and Huguang, it can not be compared with it, it can be said that the needs of reality have melted the grievances between private people.

Yuan Shikai naturally welcomed the former "half-master and half-brother" to take the initiative to write a letter to regain the old friendship, and took the initiative to invite him to come to Zhejiang when he replied to the letter.

"Well, indeed, indeed......"

When it comes to usury, Zhang Jian's expression is a little complicated, and it is no wonder that the Zhang family is also a big family in Nantong, and he is also using this time to seek heavy profits.

"I don't know how this official of the comfort pavilion borrowed from the people."

"Ten in and six out!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Shikai's seemingly innocent face was full of compassion.

"The so-called ten in and six out, although it seems to be forty percent of the profits, but compared with the three times the usury of borrowing from the countryside, it is already a small profit, so that the people can get a subsistence grain when the green and yellow are not available, and the government can also get forty percent of the profit, even if the cost is deducted, you can also get three percent of the profit, and then ......."

After a slight pause, Yuan Shikai continued.

"In addition to borrowing official rice from the people, this grain company can also purchase grain in a good year, raise the price of grain, and avoid the loss of grain to the peasants, and can buy grain in the disaster year to stabilize the grain price, after all, this so-called good year is only the abundance of one place, and the so-called disaster year is only a disaster of one place......

In Yuan Shikai's explanation, Zhang Jian's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity, if this is the case, then there are really countless living people, but on the other hand, in this way, how should the rich gentry in the countryside deal with it?

"Of course, as far as the government is concerned, the silver profits obtained by the grain company can be used for the new policy, and this year, although the grain company is newly established, it has lent more than 300,000 taels of official rice, and based on this calculation, the government alone can get silver profits of up to one million taels ......."

Of course, Yuan Shikai did not mention that these rice are all Annan rice, which is cheaper than Jiangsu and Zhejiang rice, and the actual cost of purchasing rice is even less than 2 million taels, even if you add freight and loss, it does not exceed 2.5 million taels.

"Comfort Pavilion, borrowing food from the people like this, I am afraid that the rich gentry in the countryside will be dissatisfied with this, how can this be good?"

Zhang Jian said worriedly, although he knew that those squires could not exert pressure on Yuan Shikai through the villagers who served in the court as in the past, but in any case, after all, since ancient times, the government has relied on the squires to rule a place.

"What if they are dissatisfied?" (To be continued.) )