Zhuang Fengshou voted again on this matter, and this time, everyone was willing to buy high-priced starch.

Vermicelli is too profitable, and it is better for the villagers to earn a few pennies less than not at all.

Who knows what the situation will be this winter, so, let's finish last year's ticket first, and then say, as long as someone sells them starch, the price is not particularly outrageous, then buy it!

Li Qiao told the shopkeeper Wang about the decision of the whole village, and then asked the shopkeeper Wang to do something, if there is no accident, Li Qiao can go to the private school to study this year.

Li Qiao wanted to buy a small yard in the county seat, and he asked the king to keep an eye on whether anyone was selling the house.

He won't be separated from Tao Zhu, so the house should be big enough for Tao Zhu to make dim sum.

After playing in the county seat for most of the day, the husband and wife returned to the village.

Both of them are very happy, especially Tao Zhu, this experience is the first time for him, he can go to the county seat to play during the New Year, he is really not afraid of living in the county seat now, he is interested in the bustle and prosperity of the county.

Happy times are always short-lived, the New Year passed quickly, on the seventh day of the first month, Li Qiao took Li Shu Niang, and Zhuang Fengshou and Zhu Village Chief went to the county seat together.

Li Shu didn't change her mind, so she had to let Li Qiao put the business in her name, but Li Qiao couldn't find a more suitable candidate, so she agreed.

The reason why Li Yuning and Li Yu'an sisters and brothers are still brought is because Li Qian wants to register them.

In Dasheng, a census is conducted every three years, and Li Shu's household registration was erased from the household registration book in Sanliu Village, and now it has to be added.

This requires Zhuang Fengshou, the village head, to be a witness.

In addition, Li Qiao also plans to buy ten acres of special land in Zhujia Village, which needs to be accompanied by the village chief Zhu.

The last time Li Qiao bought a homestead, he stuffed money into the county.

But this time, as soon as he took out the money bag, the county lord smiled and waved his hand.

As the deputy of Jiang Zhi County, the county Cheng knew Li Qiao.

Jiang Zhi County is not transferred, and he still values Li Qiao, a young man, and the county Cheng does not earn Li Qiao's extra money.

As a result, today's work went particularly smoothly, and it was done in less than a quarter of an hour.

When he came out of the county office, Li Qiao had an additional land deed of ten acres.

Li Shu's household registration appears in the household registration book of Sanliu Village, she is the head of the family, and under her name, there are also two businesses: Li family vermicelli and Li family dim sum shop.

After this was done, Li Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She has finally played a real role in her little brother. From now on, she will keep an eye on her little brother's business!

With this relationship, Li Qiao asked Li Shu to start making dim sum, and after the New Year, his family's dim sum business will be open again.

There are ten more acres of land at home, and the happiest thing is Tao Zhu.

This time, the deed was written on his and Li Qiao's names, and the juxtaposition of the two names was really beautiful, and he had to read it several times a day.

If you have a field, you have to plow, and you missed winter wheat before, but now you can plant spring wheat.

Wheat is too expensive, and now that there are many people in his family to eat, he only wants to grow wheat.

Tao Zhu's idea, Li Qiao naturally arranged.

He did not hire anyone, but handed it over to Zhujia Village.

The people of Zhujia Village have to work for him for five days every month, and he is only ten acres of land, and he can definitely plant it in five days.

So, after the Lantern Festival, the temperature rose, and the people of Zhujia Village spent a few days planting wheat on all the ten acres of Li Qiao's special field.

Zhujia Village now regards Li Qiao as the God of Wealth, and does not need Li Qiao and Tao Zhu to be supervisors, they work fast and well.

After the Lantern Festival, spring returns to the earth, the cold is driven away by the sun, and the winter wheat in the fields gently shakes the young seedlings against the spring wind.

The winter is over, and there is work to be done in the fields—

Irrigate.

There is little rain in spring, and irrigation at this time is all manual, the speed is slow, and the farmers grow more wheat, so according to the habit of the villagers, irrigation starts a few days in advance.

Therefore, Zhuang Wen's article today revolves around drought.

The private school has already started, but he took a leave of absence, and he learned a lot by discussing knowledge with Li Qiao this month.

He felt that he had gained more from Li Qiao than at the private school, so he took a few days off.

"Brother Wen, although your article is well written, there is nothing new."

In the study, Li Qiao finished reading Zhuang Wen's article and commented sharply: "The methods you gave were all used by the imperial court, and you didn't have your own innovation." ”

"This ......"

Zhuang Wen couldn't help but brush his beard, frowned, and looked distressed: "In addition to common methods, what new methods can there be." ”

"As I said in the snow disaster article, if you want to really solve these disasters, you must not only have the usual means of the imperial court, but also have money. Don't have any money for disaster relief? ”

Li Qiao said and pointed to the words written on the paper to dig rivers and dig wells: "Only with enough money can we dig enough wells and build enough water conservancy facilities, but it is really not possible, and we can also buy grain from other places." ”

"Only by not letting the people go hungry in the drought and not giving the people the opportunity to rebel is to completely solve the drought."

Li Qiao memorized the small essay of the saint very well, combined with Jiang Zhixian's praise for him to make money with the villagers, coupled with this strategy of hell, he has only one way to solve the problem:

It can really solve practical problems, appease the people, and give the people a way out instead of cornering.

If you want to really solve the real problem, rather than just talk about the disaster relief methods that everyone knows, you need money.

If you have money, you can store food and supplies on weekdays.

If you have money, you can build a lot of water conservancy facilities and infrastructure.

As long as there is money, it can solve 99% of the problems in this world.

Therefore, although Zhuang Wen's policy essay is well written, many candidates can write it, so Zhuang Wen still has to fall off the list.

When Zhuang Wen heard this, his face immediately wrinkled into a bitter melon, and he felt that this was very reasonable.

But he can't make any money.

"Brother, look at the current situation in our village, and then look at the strength of the surrounding villages to roll up their sleeves and make a big effort, I really envy you."

Because of the reduction of starch and the fact that there is work in the fields, the sweet potato workshop is open every three days.

But because they have earned money, there is a rush ahead, so now the people of Sanliu Village walk with the wind and their faces are full of red light.

This kind of mental outlook is supported by Li Qiao.

As for those from the outer villages.

At first, Zhujia Village and Li Dashan's uncle's family raised ducks and pigs, but now in less than a month, several nearby villages, such as Dahe Village and Xiaogang Village, have all started to raise ducks and pigs.

Of course, each family does not raise much, because Li Qiao does not allow more raising, saying that he will get sick and all the farmers will be finished.

But because the days are rushing, the villagers in several nearby villages are also full of energy.

This kind of mental outlook is also supported by Li Qiao.

But he can't hold on!

He doesn't make dim sum.

I can't even think of such a genius as vermicelli.

How does he make people rich?

Li Qiao looked at Zhuang Wen's distressed appearance, and wanted to open his mouth to comfort, today's policy topics are to give specific place names, although Dasheng is vast, but it can be simply divided into three areas: mountains, water, and plains.

He has listed the money-making measures that can be operated in each region, even if it does not lead the people of a place to get rich, it can still make the local government earn a little money.

Zhuang Wen's level represents the level of the vast majority of candidates, so as long as Zhuang Wen has a little bit of innovation, he will win.

Zhuang Wen Kaoxiu is racing against other candidates, he doesn't need to give too wonderful articles, he just needs to surpass other candidates.

But at this time, the sound of Tao Zhu came from outside the study.

"Li Qiao, I made five-grain soy milk, do you and Brother Wen want to drink it?"

"Drink!" Li Qiao immediately stood up from her chair.

Tao Zhu pushed open the door with a tray and walked in, and in the tray was freshly made five-grain soy milk.

Although corn juice is delicious, if you drink it continuously, it will be greasy, and Tao Zhu is concerned about children's affairs.

This kind of attention does not mean that he desperately wants to get pregnant, he doesn't want to get pregnant immediately, but he wants to take early measures to get pregnant.

He felt that the reason why he hadn't conceived for so long was because he had lost his body when he was in the Tao family before.

So he wanted to make up for himself.

For Tao Zhu's idea, Li Qiao naturally supports it, and he doesn't know why Tao Zhu is not pregnant yet, but it is always right to replenish his body.

There were no cows in Pingcheng and he didn't drink milk, so he thought of soy milk.

It's just soy milk, which is a bit monotonous, so he made five-grain soy milk.

"Today's five-grain soy milk is made from rice, corn, soybeans, peanuts, and sesame seeds, with a little sugar in it. Brother Wen, you and Li Qiao have a taste. ”

Tao Zhu said as he put the tray on the desk.

He's already had a bowl of it, but it's delicious.

"Thank you Brother Zhu'er, thank you, Brother Zhu." Li Qiao picked up a bowl and handed it to Zhuang Wen, and thanked him with a smile.

Hearing this, Tao Zhu smiled lightly, looked at him for a few seconds, and then turned around and went out.

Li Qiao waited for Tao Zhu to close the door of the study before retracting his gaze.

Zhuang Wen sighed and admired, they have been married for so long, and they are still so tired.

Thinking like this, he was about to pick up the bowl and taste it, but Li Qiao said: "Brother Wen, there should be no such five-grain soy milk in many places, and you can make a little money by selling this." ”

"Huh?"

Zhuang Wen looked up in confusion.

His gaze shifted back and forth between Li Qiao's face and the soy milk in the bowl, could it still be like this?

"Brother Wen, as long as you beat the other candidates a little bit, then you will win."

Li Qiao said again.

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