Cannon fodder landlord 7 in the farming text

When Gu Jingyu looked at the ledger, he suddenly thought of the live broadcast reminded by the assistant when he was on the space station, as well as his poor points.

Should he pay more attention to the live broadcast, after all, there are many things in the space station, and he wants to experience them.

The high cost is really not something he can afford now.

When I opened the live broadcast room, there were thousands of talents in the live broadcast room, which was a little different from the last time I opened it.

The people inside rarely spoke, and even if they occasionally said a word or two, they didn't feel very warm.

This is related to Gu Jingyu's previous ignorance of the people in the live broadcast room, after all, no one likes a cold anchor, and they have more choices than the cold Gu Jingyu.

As for why there are still thousands of people here, it is clear from the records of their chats.

"On the 34th day of punching in, the anchor is still cold, although I like the plot very much, but the anchor has no communication at all, and I want to give up."

"I know a particularly cold anchor from the forum, and he came to take a look, and sure enough, it is better to see than to hear, and this anchor has no communication."

"The anchor is very good-looking, I can still watch it if I lick my face."

"Anyway, no one is discussing Lin Gui?"

"The anchors have all reported to the official, do you still need to discuss it?"

Gu Jingyu looked at the sparse comments in the live broadcast room, without any anxious expression on his face.

He now needs to think about how to cut into the live broadcast to make it seem less abrupt.

Behind closed doors, Gu Jingyu put the screen in the live broadcast room in front.

"Hello, from now on, I will actively interact with everyone in the live broadcast room."

After Gu Jingyu said this, the entire live broadcast room suddenly paused for a few seconds.

"Woo woo, Ye Jieqing, finally waited for the anchor to speak."

"Grandma, the anchor you followed 100 years ago has finally ignored us, you can look at it."

"The anchor spoke to us! Astound! ”

……

The comments in Gu Jingyu's live broadcast room are constantly refreshing, but the number of people is constantly decreasing.

Before, there were still thousands of people watching online at the same time, but now it is constantly declining, and suddenly there are only seven or eight hundred people left in the live broadcast room of several thousand people.

Gu Jingyu: "......"

He was speechless.

Immediately pulled the live broadcast screen to the back of the run, out of sight.

Gu Jingyu's idea of wanting to experience various entertainment facilities was shattered in an instant, and he felt that everyone was lost.

I didn't have much thought when I looked at the ledger in front of me, but fortunately, I had already read a lot.

The next day, Gu Jingyu went to visit the local county official.

The county magistrate was stunned when he received the post, and he suddenly couldn't figure out what Gu Jingyu thought.

The next day, Gu Jingyu came to the door with gifts.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a lot of people surrounding the door.

Everyone took some dry goods from their own homes and knelt on the ground.

"Master Gu is really a good person, these are some dry goods made by ourselves in our village to express our gratitude to the master."

"These are ours." Not to be outdone, the people in the back are not to be outdone.

Gu Jingyu was blindsided all of a sudden.

What's going on here?

Because he was going to visit the county magistrate, Gu Jingyu confessed that he suddenly went to ask what was going on, put all the things they sent on the carriage, and left on horseback.

When he arrived in front of the county official's mansion, Gu Jingyu was a little embarrassed, and even his clothes were wrinkled.

Gu Jingyu had no servants by his side, so he could only knock on the door by himself.

After explaining the reason to the people outside the door, someone came and took him in.

When he met the county magistrate, the magistrate looked at him with a smile, not at all surprised by his current situation.

"Does Lord Liu know what's going on outside?"

Gu Jingyu said with a wry smile, These people are really too enthusiastic.

"Tsk... Master Gu didn't know? ”

Gu Jingyu looked dazed, and it seemed that he really didn't understand what was going on.

"Do you know that the lord gave them all the food they had to give them back, which was a lifesaver for them?"

The county magistrate knew from Gu Jingyu's appearance that Gu Jingyu must not know what these grains meant to those farmers, otherwise he would not be so easily deceived by domestic servants.

Gu Jingyu really didn't know, whether it was the original body or the current one, he didn't know much about the ancient peasants.

"Do you know how much grain can be produced in one acre of land? At most, there are only 80 catties of grain, and these 80 catties of grain are the result of a year's cultivation by peasant households, and each peasant household can get no more than two acres of land. This 160 pounds is the amount that needs to feed a family of four or five. ”

The county magistrate told the story of the matter, and Gu Jingyu was beside him, listening very carefully.

This was also the first time he had heard that the grain production in ancient times was so low?

80 pounds?

Gu Jingyu has experienced several eras, needless to say in modern times, there are at least more than 400 catties of grain per acre of land, and even new varieties can have a yield of more than 1,000 catties.

Even in the era when he was a monk, there were more than 200 catties of land per acre, and there was no need to worry about the lack of grain production.

"This year, Master Gu was falsely ordered by the domestic servant, and the rent rose to forty percent all of a sudden. Now, Master Gu has generously returned all the rent to the farmers at once, and everyone is very grateful to you. ”

The county official was also a little abrupt, he was sent here by the emperor, and he will return to the capital at a certain time.

He has been to many places, and he has never seen someone like Gu Jingyu.

Even the government office received a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry from Gu Jingyu for trivial matters in the county.

In this way, the businessman who understood the righteousness, the county official thought that when he returned to the capital, he must give him a few good words.

Gu Jingyu suddenly realized.

This wave of operations is undoubtedly a charcoal for many farmers, so that most of them can have a good year.

In ancient times, the greatest hope of the people was not to be fed and clothed, and to solve the problem of being fed, that is, the benefactor of the people.

"After saying this, I don't know what Master Gu is looking for me?"

Gu Jingyu hurriedly took out a stack of account books from the box he brought over and handed over the one on it.

Lord Liu flipped through the ledger and was a little puzzled, what does this mean?

After reading one book, Gu Jingyu gave him a second one.

This ledger is very much the same as the previous one, only...

Wrong...

How can this tax vary so much?

Lord Liu, the county official, looked at the two account books in disbelief, and then looked at Gu Jingyu.

"Why is there such a big difference in the taxes on this account?"

And he read it just now, and he didn't see any suspicions, if he hadn't read the second book, he wouldn't have found such a big loophole.

"This account book was made by Lin Gui, and I recently checked the previous accounts and found that there was so much less tax in this account, I couldn't make up my mind for a while, so I came over to discuss it with Lord Liu." Gu Jingyu said lightly.

"Then what does Master Gu want to do?"

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