The spring breeze blows, the remnants of the snow are gone, the land of Liaodong is full of vitality, the fields are full of busy figures, in the second half of last year, Zhang Ke tossed, ninety percent of the land in Liaodong came to his hands.

The law of this era is that there is land and people, Zhang Ke distributed all the fields to the people, and stipulated that the land per mu was only one percent.

With just one article, the chaotic hearts of the people in eastern Liaodong have settled down, and strong men in their thirties and forties have been walking back and forth in their fields all day long, pondering how to plant fields well.

Teenagers in their twenties were either sent to the army or joined the militia, and they practiced their skills hard one by one. Use the weapons in your hands to protect your land. It doesn't matter who it is, just like Lord Shaobao explained, be a nail household, firmly rooted, wind and rain, and stand still!

Of course, land alone is not enough, and many refugee tenants have nothing, not even the most basic shovels and hoes, let alone cattle, horses, and livestock.

Wang Huazhen was in charge of the affairs of Tuntian, and after some painstaking consideration, he ordered each grange to help itself and help each other. Work together, use tools together, communicate with each other, and help each other.

In fact, the primitive mutual aid society has long existed in the land of China, but Wang Huazhen concretized the mutual aid society, and as the basic administrative unit of the local government, the original Lijia system was completely hollowed out.

The people, who had nothing but a pair of industrious hands, quickly accepted the model of collective labor, and last autumn they prepared the land together, built houses together, and helped each other through the cold winter. What's even more exciting is that although everyone is having a tight life. But few people froze to death.

The people attribute Yiqiē to the system of mutual aid cooperatives, and they are ready to do a big job at the beginning of this year......

Fan Rongqing remembered since he was a child that his father and grandfather both rented land from landlords for farming, and the same was true for him. Now in his early forties, how many nights he dreamed of having a field of his own, and that dream was so good and beautiful that he had to slap himself in the mouth twice to wake up.

And just last year. His dream finally came true, a land deed. The family of four was divided into a total of 120 acres of land, 30% of which was paddy field and 70% was dry land!

The moment I got the deed. Fan Rongqing ran out more than ten miles barefoot, lying on the ancestral grave and crying, like crazy.

At night, Fan Rongqing completely lost sleep, in the first half of the night he took Tian Qi close to him, and after the third watch, he was worried that sweating on his body would pollute Tian Qi, so he put it in the only wooden box at home.

But he lay down for less than half an hour. He jumped up again, what if the rat bitten!

He got up and put the deed in a sack. Tethered to the beams of the house with a rope, he stared closely all night, for fear that he would wake up from a dream and have nothing left.

It took more than half a month for Fan Rongqing to adapt to reality. He, as well as his fellow villagers and neighbors, became members of the Arita clan.

"I have my own field. You have to farm well. ”

Fan Rongqing and the people were all thinking about this, and on this day, the entire grange, two or three hundred people gathered.

The chief held a broken wooden box with a neat stack of notes inside.

"Nephew Fan, we people have been sweating here for most of the year!"

According to the rules formulated by Zhang Ke, all the people of the grange had to serve the imperial court, but not in vain, each strong laborer had one work a day, and the woman was halved, and a hundred jobs could be worth one or two silver, but it could only be used to buy farm tools and seeds from the yamen.

Zhang Ke did this because he didn't have enough money in his pocket, and he knew that Shengmi was fighting against Mi and hating him, and he had to take it step by step to show kindness to the people.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, his move is just a white slip and a trick to deceive people. Thinking of the allocated fields, the honest people did not complain, and silently accepted these "white strips".

"Fan's nephew, there is still a month to go, and the land will be planted. You also know in our village, there are 39 hoes, more than 20 shovels, and 10 cows older than me! What can you do? ”

Fan Rongqing nodded and said: "Second uncle, I understand, don't worry, I'll go to the county yamen to take a look, and if I change the work points, I can buy as many hoes and shovels as I can." ”

He wisely gave up the option of ploughing cattle, such expensive things are not something that these people can enjoy, and there are no people without cattle! It's a big deal that the shoulders are peeling off.

Fan Rongqing took the wooden box in his hand, trembled again, and took out a pocket from his arms.

"This, this is the big guy's money, almost a dozen taels! No matter how much we have a copper plate in our village, we can't find a copper plate anymore! ”

Speaking of this, the eyes of all the people in the village fell on it, full of ardent hope.

"Yes, if you change your work and you can't change the silver, just take this and buy it!" The old chief couldn't help but reddened his eyes: "These are all made up by the villagers, you, if you spend a penny, I, I will beat you to death!" ”

When Fan Rongqing heard this, he knelt on the ground, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Second uncle, don't worry, if something goes wrong with the silver, I'll find a brick and hit it to death!"

After explaining, Fan Rongqing took the two young people and left the grange and ran towards the county seat.

They carried dry food on their backs, nibbled on two pieces when they were hungry, found a puddle on the side of the road when they were thirsty, and set out from dawn until the sun was in the west, and then entered the county seat.

Stepping on the bluestone street, the two young people didn't have enough eyes, and they looked around. Fan Rongqing, on the other hand, was uneasy, he knew that in the past, the yamen used to work in the morning, and at this time they had already dispersed.

If you can't exchange money today, you'll have to stay overnight, but how expensive it is to stay in a hotel! He was really reluctant, he really couldn't do it, so he went to the root of the city wall to spend the night, anyway, he couldn't freeze to death in the spring!

He muttered silently, and walked forward with trepidation.

The county government is not difficult to find, as long as you follow the widest road, you will reach the end.

Fan Rongqing raised his eyes to see that the vermilion gate was open, and there were a pair of stone lions with teeth and claws on both sides, grinning with their teeth, so that they were not scary. There were a few soaps in official clothes holding waist knives and standing guard in front of the door.

When Fan Rongqing was hesitating to step forward, a soap li took the initiative to come over.

"Do you want to sue, or do you want to do something else?"

"The small ones don't sue, the small ones want to change farm tools."

Soap Li looked up and down a few times, looked at the box in his arms, and said with a smile: "I earn a lot of work, come with me!" ”

Soap Li didn't embarrass him, and took him directly to the east cross courtyard of the county government, fortunately, there were not many people in front, Fan Rongqing didn't wait long, and it was his turn.

"Sit down!"

The clerk is not very old, only in his early twenties, and he is very polite. Fan Rongqing felt a lot more at ease, he only sat on half of his ass, ready to stand up and reply at any time, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

The little official looked at his appearance and couldn't help but smile: "It's the first time you came to the yamen to do business, right?" Don't be afraid, I'm not an official. ”

Fan Rongqing suddenly felt bad when he heard this, and he was afraid that he had no hope of getting anything when he heard this!

His face was uglier than a bitter gourd, and he dared to ask, "Then, can that job be changed for farm tools?" ”

"Yes, why not? How many do you have? ”

Fan Rongqing opened the box and said, "Our whole village is here, a total of two hundred and sixty-five, I have counted many times." ”

The little official took it and checked it carefully, and each one had a hundred points, which was real. He quickly smiled and said, "That's right, according to the rules, you can exchange it for 265 taels of silver, but there are individual choices at the moment, do you want to hear it?" ”

"I don't want to hear it." Fan Rongqing opened his mouth and didn't dare to say it, but his heart was getting more and more disappointed, let alone more than two hundred taels, if he could exchange it for one hundred taels, he would burn high incense.

"Look, this is the latest silver dollar minted by the imperial court, a silver dollar and a tael of silver!" As he spoke, the little official took out a handful of shiny silver dollars and put them in front of Fan Rongqing.

Fan Rongqing swore that he had never seen such a beautiful coin in his life, the silver was shining, the pictures on it were exquisite, and when he touched it, there was a crisp sound, and he didn't know how much better it looked than holding a bag of black things in his arms.

"This, how much can this be exchanged?" Fan Rongqing probed his body and asked excitedly.

The little official smiled and said: "Count you cheap, Lord Shaobao, Hong En, it is not easy for you to do things for the imperial court, the silver dollar is exchanged for huàn according to nine percent, and your work can be exchanged for almost three hundred silver dollars, which is a lot more than silver." Don't you want farm tools, there are not many in the yamen, you might as well take a silver dollar and go to the market to buy anything! ”

I don't know if it was the words of the little official that moved Fan Rongqing, or if the silver dollar was too beautiful, he left the yamen with a large box of silver dollars.

But the moment he walked out, Fan Rongqing's head was cold, and he almost cried: "My mother, does anyone want this thing?" (To be continued)