When the village chief woke up, his eyes were straight, his expression was dull, and he didn't react to the words of concern from others.

"This ...... The village chief can't be stupid with joy, right?"

"It's a bit like, you look at the village chief's appearance, it's weird and scary!"

"Shall we go and call my aunt over?"

As soon as the words fell, the village chief sitting on the ground suddenly burst into a burst of laughter.

Seeing Cheng Zhongqian muttering in his heart, he wouldn't be really stupid, right? I knew he was going to report less!

"Uncle Village Chief, are you alright?" Ling Bao's worried little face was wrinkled into bitter melon, madness is difficult to cure, she won't.

The village chief waved his hand, and the spring breeze said proudly, "It's okay, what can I do, I'm very good!"

Everyone talked again, and the village chief held Cheng Zhongqian's hand, and his eyes burst with joy: "Cheng Xiucai, thank you for teaching us this method!"

Cheng Zhongqian will not rob his daughter of the credit, he solemnly explained: "It's not me, it's Lingbao, she is willing to teach you, and she has figured out this method."

There was an uproar, Lingbao?!

Facing the amazed gaze of the villagers, Ling Bao smiled embarrassedly and said shyly, "I—I'm just lucky."

She was telling the truth, but the villagers felt she was humble. What a good boy, and I am not proud to have done such a good thing.

You said that Cheng Xiucai raised a child, Lingbao used to be timid and clumsy, but after Cheng Xiucai's hands, he could read and write, and learn medicine to save people, and now he even came up with a fertilizer method to double the yield of crops!

They wanted to praise Lingbao, but due to the lack of language, they could only hold back the three words "good boy" for a long time, but they took the trouble to say it over and over again, as if this could convey their feelings.

When the tax officer came to register and check, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Cheng Xiucai, what are you talking about? Your house is eighty-eighty-eight, eighty stones!"

Cheng Zhongqian shook his head.

The tax official breathed a sigh of relief, and he said, Cheng Xiucai's children have not yet divided the land, how can Cheng Xiucai's twenty acres alone have eighty stones.

"It's eighty-one stones." Cheng Zhongqian said.

After all, it is necessary to be registered, and the numbers must be accurate.

Although he had twenty acres of land, he planted only nineteen acres of wheat, and the remaining one acre was planted with beans and the like.

Tax Collector: "......"

Tax Collector: "............"

"How much?!" His throat was slashed, sharp and thin, and the ears of the piercing people hurt.

Ling Bao shrunk his shoulders to cover his ears, and goosebumps appeared on his arms, but he still thoughtfully repeated: "Eighty-one stones!"

The tax collector was stunned, swallowed, and said that he would check it himself.

This number is so unbelievable that he would not dare to write it in the book without checking it!

Cheng Zhongqian took him to see that the granary was full of sacks, each sack was full, and the mouth was not tied, and he could see at a glance that there was genuine wheat inside, but there was no confusion.

"Now you believe it, right?" Onlookers said.

Since that day, the Cheng family has not been quiet, every day there are villagers who want to see their granary, after entering, they will order it themselves, and then laugh silly, today the tax official came to register, and it is impossible for them to be absent. ….

Because they like the way others have never seen the world!

The tax collector nodded, and then ran out in a running position, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

「......」

"No, why did he run away? What does that mean?"

Cheng Zhongqian said casually, "I guess I'll go back and report the news." For such a big matter, it is natural to let the county magistrate know as soon as possible.

The villagers didn't seem to understand, and when they saw Cheng Zhongqian and they were leaving, they scratched their heads and said, "Cheng Xiucai, can we stay here a little longer?"

Cheng Zhongqian smiled and teased, "Stay, stay, you can sleep here at night."

"I wanted to, but my mother-in-law wouldn't let me!"

Saying anything will disturb Cheng Xiucai's family, like a bandit.

Cheng Zhongqian: "......" Do you really have this idea?

Cheng Zhongqian and they left, Lingbao stayed to chat with them, and the villagers touched her head rarely, how long is this head, why is it so smart!

The other side.

The tax collector returned to the county seat in a hurry, went to the county office without stopping, grabbed a small official and asked, "Where is the county master?"

"Talk to the master and them inside......

As soon as the words fell, the tax official hurriedly ran in, ran to the study in a hurry, and shouted, "County master, my subordinates have an urgent matter to report!"

In the study, Shang Xian Ling and Master stopped talking and frowned, which kid doesn't know the rules?

He said to his master, "Okay, you go down, remember, when dealing with the people under King Qi, be smart."

"Yes."

The master opened the door to let the tax collector in, and Shang County ordered a sip of tea: "What's the matter?"

"County master, Cheng Xiucai's twenty acres of land have produced eighty-one stones of wheat!" The tax collector's tone was impassioned.

When the time comes, he, the one who comes to report the news, will not have a little reward?

Don't look at his size, he is a official, you have to save some flowers!

Shang Xian Ling's hand shook, the teacup shook, the tea inside poured, and his robe was wet, but he didn't care, put the teacup aside, stood up suddenly, and his eyes were sharp: "You are not wrong?"

"No, my subordinates have confirmed it with their own eyes!"

Shang Xian Ling hurriedly asked, "What about the other villages? Is it so much?"

The tax collector shook his head: "No, only Cheng Xiu's family is like this."

Why is that? Shang County Ling asked, but the tax officer didn't know the reason, and he came to report it immediately after he confirmed it, and he didn't have time to ask about the specific situation.

"Forget it, I'll go over myself!" Shang Xian Ling hurriedly went back to the backyard to change into clean clothes, and took advantage of this gap to let people prepare the carriage.

The master who had just walked to the door was called back again, and several officials in the county government heard about this and had to follow him, but fortunately the carriage could sit down.

It was already afternoon when I arrived at Beihe Village.

Cheng Zhongqian politely said, "Shang County Order." He greeted the others in turn.

"Zhong Qian doesn't have to be polite."

"Presumably Zhong Qian, you already know why we are here, right?"

Cheng Zhongqian nodded and welcomed them in, the door of the granary slowly opened, and a reassuring smell of wheat came to his face.

Shangxian Lingte brought the scales, and after weighing, it was indeed eighty-one stones, with an average of four stones and two buckets per mu!

After calculating this number, Shang Xian Ling and the others gasped.

"Zhong Qian, how did your family do this?!" Shang Xian Ling asked eagerly.

Cheng Zhongqian said the fertilizer, and finally said, "My daughter figured it out."

Shang Xian Ling looked at the little girl next to him, and sighed and felt sad for a while, his son owed him a huge sum of one million taels, but Cheng Xiucai's daughter figured out the method of fertilizer for the benefit of the country and the people...... The gap between people and people is inevitably too big.

Spring water shakes