The four of them walked over to the sound of the gong, and after asking, they found out that it was Song Li who was summoning the people from the village to the ancestral hall.

"I'll go over and take ......a look," Song Qingyuan said.

"I'll go with you!" Song Qingmo chased after her with curiosity.

Song Qinglian returned to Song's house, and Song Qingrong stayed in the fish pond to watch the ducks.

Song Qingyuan, when Song Qingmo arrived, the ancestral hall was already full of villagers, Song Chengzhong and Song Chengyi were also among them.

"Daddy, uncle!" Song Qingyuan shouted and squeezed over with Song Qingmo.

"Do you know what's going on?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"I don't know!" Song Chengyi shook his head, "I haven't said that yet!" Song Chengyi stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo, "You two come this way, there are too many people over there, you two small bodies, how can it be crowded." ”

With that, he turned around, arched his buttocks outward, squeezed out a piece of ground, and gave the two of them a stand.

Not long after, Old Man Cui and Cui Lao Er also arrived.

"Chengzhong, do you know what's going on?" Old man Cui asked.

Song Chengzhong shook his head, "We also followed the sound of the gong, but we don't know yet." ”

While this is being discussed, others are also talking about it.

"Dang!" The gong sounded again, and Song Li was standing in the middle of the ancestral hall and shouted, "Quiet! ”

"Just now, someone from the yamen came to inform me that the imperial court had issued a new decree to encourage the villagers to open up the wasteland. Newly cleared land is exempt from taxation for five years. Song Lizheng's voice sounded high.

"That is to say, if you buy a piece of wasteland, you will not have to pay taxes for five years." Song Lizheng explained.

"The wasteland in our village is priced at one or two silver per acre, and if you want to buy it, you will take the silver to sign a deed for me."

Song Lizheng persuaded, "It is a good thing to open up wasteland, if you have spare money in your hands and have manpower, you might as well buy two acres to raise, and if you raise it for two years, you can have a lot of income." ”

"After five years have passed, the wasteland in my hands will become fertile land."

"All of you, go back and discuss, think about it!" Song Lizheng waved his hand, "Let's disperse." ”

After speaking, a large number of people surrounded Song Lizheng and asked questions.

Old man Cui pondered, "This decree is good for the people!" Those who don't have land, buy a few acres, boil it for two years, and raise it well, which is a family property. ”

"I'm going to buy a few acres, Chengzhong, what are your plans?" Old man Cui asked.

"This ......" Song Chengzhong and Song Chengyi glanced at each other, "I have to ask my father about this, and we have to go back to discuss it." ”

Old man Cui put his hands behind his back, "Buying land is a big deal, and it has to be discussed carefully." ”

"Then let's go back first, take the silver to enclose the land, your family should hurry up, and the wasteland will be divided into good and bad, otherwise the good lot will be robbed." Old man Cui said, and took Cui Lao Er back home.

Song Chengzhong and Song Chengyi were also in a hurry to return to Song's house and discuss with the Zhou family.

Leaving Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo walked slowly.

Along the way, Song Qingmo had a small face, her brows were tightly locked, and she fell into thought.

Song Qingyuan looked at it and asked, "What's wrong?" The brow has been furrowed. ”

Song Qingmo raised her head and asked, "Yuan'er, what do you say about this?" ”

"What about clearing the wasteland?" Song Qingyuan said, "It's really cost-effective." ”

Song Qingmo's eyes lit up, "Then you say, how about we buy a few acres of land for three houses?" ”

"Oh?" Song Qingyuan didn't expect Song Qingmo to have this idea, buy land to open up wasteland, and don't have to pay taxes for five years, which is very cost-effective, and these lands will be fixed assets in the future.

"I think it's going to work!" Song Qingyuan nodded affirmatively, "Take advantage of the imperial court's policy, buy more, and take care of it after a few years of hard work, and it can slowly become a fertile field." ”

"Then I'll find my father and mother and tell me to ......," Song Qingmo finished speaking, and ran back to Song's house with a da.

At this time, Ye was feeding pigs in the old house.

Song Qingmo said what she meant and waited for Ye's answer.

Ye pursed the corners of his lips in embarrassment, "Mo'er, we have forty acres of land in our father-in-law, and if we buy wasteland, we can't plant it." ”

"You and your sister raise ducks well, and the money you earn is enough for you to buy a dowry......

"Coupled with the addition of the public middle school, it will definitely be ...... when the time comes" Ye thought about it, and felt that there was hope for the future, the Song family was getting richer and richer, and their three rooms would get better and better.

"Forget about the land!" Ye refused without thinking about it.

"Mother, the land in the public middle school is in the public school, and the land we bought is our three-room land!" Song Qingmo emphasized, trying to persuade the Ye family, "We have all divided the production, and we will make our own money in the future." ”

"Isn't it right to buy your own family business?" Song Qingmo looked at the Ye family, "Besides, the land can't be planted, we can hire people!" ”

Hire someone? Ye Shi was stunned, she only thought about doing her own work, and there was no concept of hiring people in her mind at all.

"Who are you hiring, where did we get the money!" Ye looked at Song Qingmo disapprovingly.

On one side chopped pigweed, mix with wheat bran, pour into the pig trough.

On the other hand, he said, "Our family lives well now, eats well, wears well, and has private money, and you and your sister also have ducks to raise, so we can save our dowry." ”

"What's not to be satisfied with!" Contentment was written in Ye's eyes.

"Hey!" Song Qingmo sighed heavily.

People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. They are good now, but she hopes to be better in the future.

She also hopes to be like Song Qingyuan, with a lot of silver flowers in her hand, she can give it to whomever she wants, and buy whatever she wants.

Song Qingmo tightened her fingers, she wanted to be a small landlord and someone else's owner.

But her mother didn't understand her at all......

Song Qingmo frowned in annoyance, and persuaded for a while, but Ye was unmoved.

Song Qingmo had no choice but to give up and found Song Qingrong who was putting ducks.

"Sister, my mother doesn't agree, let's buy the land ourselves, let's be the landlord, what do you think?" Song Qingmo asked expectantly.

Song Qingrong shook her head and persuaded, "Mo'er, our ducklings have just been raised, our minds should be on raising ducks, ducks are raised, no worse than farming." ”

"Let's talk about the matter of the earth later!" Song Qingrong also did not agree to buy wasteland.

Song Qingmo was anxious when she heard this, "I can't wait for later!" ”

"Where will I encounter such a good thing in the future, sister, the wasteland is exempt from taxes for five years!" Song Qingmo stretched out five fingers and gestured heavily.

"I can't say that there will be no such policy one day, we have to hurry up!" Song Qingmo's heart was anxious.

Counting carefully, "Sister, look, our family bought a few acres of land, and after a few years, it became a fertile field." ”

"Let's raise ducks and farm at the same time, and our family will get richer and richer."

"It won't be long before we become landlords!" Song Qingmo looked forward to the day when she would become a small landlord.

"Sister!" Song Qingmo dragged Song Qingrong's arm and shook it.

Song Qingrong smiled helplessly, "Mo'er, we don't have so much silver!" ”

Song Qingrong said, "An acre of wasteland needs a tael of silver, and it needs to be cultivated, fertilized, and seeds must be bought when planting." This pen is all money, and we can't take it out at all. ”

"Besides, the family can't keep busy with forty acres of land in Gongzhong, our land depends on you and me, ......" Song Qingrong pointed to herself and Song Qingmo, "We can't plant it at all!" ”

"We can hire someone!" Song Qingmo said.

"But we don't have any money!" Song Qingrong calculated, "We spent one or two silver to buy ducks, and the rest of the money in our hands, added up, can also buy one acre of land." ”

"What can an acre of land be used for?" Song Qingrong shook her head.

Since last year, she and Song Qingmo have begun to save money, and they have successively saved more than two taels of silver to buy ducks, and each of them will contribute half.

She still had five or six hundred Wen in her hand, and she guessed that Song Qingmo was the same.

"Hey!" Song Qingmo sighed, squatting on the ground, her mouth pouting, she wanted the ground, she wanted it. I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~