Hearing that he didn't come to buy land and continue to take advantage of himself, Wang Shu immediately got a lot closer, but Wang Yihuan also had a temper, and said coldly: "My father is a county order... Parents and officials in a county, where can they look down on me, a small family, and a small business! ”

Syllable!

A loud ear scrape appeared directly on Wang Yihuan's head, and Wang Shu, who had a black face, looked at Wang Yihuan coldly and said, "Who are you talking to!" Yin and Yang weird.. I'm your dad! ”

Wear pants first and then shoes, first as a grandson and then as a grandfather.

Thinking of Wang Siqi's words that hung on his lips from time to time and were called spiritual quotations by Wang Siqi, Wang Yihuan had no choice but to tell the purpose of his coming 1510 cleanly.

The so-called business.

In fact, if the Jurong Coal Mine wants to develop on a large scale, it will definitely be inseparable from a large number of coal miners in the short term under the current conditions, and such a number is not a manpower that the Baoyuan Bureau can recruit casually in the people, so it is necessary for Wang Shu, the Jurong County Order, to mobilize the people to participate in it.

But when the matter was finished, Wang Shu looked at Wang Yihuan coldly and said: "No way!" ”

"Why?"

"It's just impossible!"

"After all, this is not to make the Baoyuan Bureau earn more silver! It's time to harvest the grain soon, and the people are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground during this time.. At this time, you want to summon all the young and strong laborers who are busy with their work out of the fields to dig for coal? ”

"Who will reap the harvest of the field? If you miss the agricultural season, you will have to cut off your head! ”

As soon as these words came out, even Wang Yihuan couldn't help but be stunned in place. Artisan households are not required to engage in agricultural production, which is one of the most significant differences between the common people and artisan households.

Before the Baoyuan Bureau recruited workers, they were all craftsmen.

Hardly anyone can perceive this... But now it is the peasant households who are recruiting, and the things that need to be taken into account suddenly add important questions about the autumn harvest.

In an instant, Wang Yihuan only felt his head get bigger.

"That.. Is there no labor that can go to work in the coal mines? ”

"Nope!"

Wang Yihuan's shoulders suddenly drooped, and his eyes were a little more gloomy, seeing the appearance of his little son, Wang Shu suddenly added a bit of cunning in his eyes and said: "Give you Baoyuan Bureau to work in the coal mine, how much can each person be paid a day?" ”

"What's the use of saying this... No one! No matter how high the remuneration is, it doesn't matter.."

Unexpectedly, Wang Shu's eyes widened suddenly, and he scolded: "Dad told you to say it, just say it.. What are you doing grinding and chirping, tell me quickly, how much silver is the black-hearted Wang Siqi of your Baoyuan Bureau going to give these people a day? ”

"One month, two runs!"

"How much?!"

"Two runs. Not only that, there will be someone in the mine to cook, and there will be enough food for a meal, one chicken a day, a sheep will be killed in half a month, and there will be big fat pigs every month! ”

Hearing such treatment, even Wang Shu couldn't help but gasp.

He suddenly pressed his hands heavily on Wang Yihuan's shoulders, looked at his son Wang Yihuan with burning eyes and said, "This matter is settled!" How many people do you want? Wrong.. Mining requires a lot of manpower, right? Your father will prepare 2,000 men for you in three days, and you must do it according to the conditions you say! ”

These words instantly made Wang Yihuan, who originally thought it hopeless, feel a strong malice.

He raised his head and looked at his father and said, "Doesn't it mean that the autumn harvest season is coming soon, and there are no strong laborers who can come to open the mine?" ”

"That's a bad statement. That's a mistake! Things are man-made, and everything can be figured out. ”

Just do it.

Wang Shu, who was in a hurry, quickly sent Wang Yihuan away, and when he left the Jurong County Ya, Wang Yihuan was still a little confused, why just a hundred fathers who were unwilling to say that they wanted to kill their heads took a 180-degree turn in their attitude after they finished talking about the treatment.

...

Jurong County, Sanmiao Village.

The origin of the name of the village is because on the boundary of ten miles and eight townships, only Sanmiao Village has a land temple, a Taoist temple and a Guanyin temple at the same time, which is the origin of the village name.

It's just that these three temples have a history of more than 100 years, and most of the people in the village are not living very well, so the three temples have begun to decay day by day.

There are also old people in the village who have proposed to spend money on repairs, but in the end it is all due to shyness.

In the end, it didn't work out.

Zou Ergou sat on the ridge of the field, holding a weed that had been folded down from the field in his mouth, and looked at his small crop field boredly.

I can't stop worrying.

"This year's harvest looks okay... But if you count the food given to the official family, there is still not much in your own hands! Alas.. At that time, you still have to take out your own good rice and exchange it for some old rice, maybe you can get through it until next year. ”

Zou Ergou's worries are not his worries alone, but the common worries of the farmers in the entire Sanmiao Village.

Zou Ergou is just a microcosm.

Just when Zou Ergou felt that he should be able to open the sickle to harvest grain after a while, he heard someone next to another ridge in the distance who seemed to be shouting his name.

"Zou Ergou! Zou Ergou! ”

"What's wrong?"

"The village chief has something to say in the old temple in the village! Let's call all the people in the village who are still there! ”

Listening to the voice from afar, Zou Ergou secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

Is it possible.. Is the government going to increase the land tax again this year?

Nowadays, the land tax is not low, if it is higher, I am afraid that I will have to live a life of famine all year round.

But Zou Ergou didn't dare not listen to the village chief's words.

I could only sit up from the ridge slowly, patted the floating soil on my buttocks, and shouted from afar to the person who greeted me just now: "Got it!" ”

...

The old temple of Sanmiao Village refers to the land temple of Sanmiao Village.

The desolate land temple on weekdays is now crowded with villagers who have just come here with the words of the village chief, and Zou Ergou is one of them.

Watching the women of the village gather together again, gossiping.

Zou Ergou's heart was a little irritable and said to those women: "When is it?" And the kung fu is gossiping here? If the government raises taxes again, I see which of you will still be able to eat enough! ”

"When the time comes, you won't be able to scream!"

Two sentences, it seems to speak everyone's hearts in an instant.

It is also the doubt in everyone's heart, that is, what does the village chief want to say when he gathers everyone in the village in the old temple today?

Could it be? Is it really going to be a tax increase?