The Villain is Addicted to Farming

Regardless of how difficult Shushuang's family is, he should fulfill the lease agreement under the black and white lease.

Because the Zhong family does not live in Beiweili, and because the Shu family gives a few shi meters every year, he hopes that he can turn a blind eye to this. Therefore, he did not show up when the Meng family came to collect rent in the past.

Now that Zhong Qiyuan comes to the door, the Shu family doesn’t take any reason. Even if Li Zheng is biased towards the Shu family, he can’t be too obvious. He can only persuade Zhong Qiyuan: "Let the Shu family pay back the tax owed and report it. The official is unnecessary, right? The trail leader."

"Soybeans don't count. Grain is 80 shi for two years."

"Didn't it mean halving?!"

"Don't you need to pay liquidated damages for breach of contract?"

Shu Shuang's face flushed: "This is too much, we don't have so much food, can we discount it?"

"Okay, two hundred dollars for a rice bucket, two thousand dollars for one stone, and one hundred sixty thousand for eighty stones."

"The price of rice the year before last was only 100 yuan!"

"These years, the price of food is soaring, and you are in arrears with two years of taxation. Shouldn't you make up for the difference in the price of food for the past two years?"

"You are the lion who speaks loudly!" The Shu family's face was very ugly.

But the other tenants who have been squeezed by the big landlords for a long time don't seem to think this is too much. The Shu family is not as miserable as they are!

In a disaster year, not only will the host family not reduce their taxation, but will find all kinds of excuses to squeeze them, let alone 50%, in the end, they may have to pay 60% of the food!

"No? It's okay. Anyway, because you breached the contract first, I decided to take back the 80 acres of land and not rent it to you."

This can be more serious than fines. If there is no land, the Shu family will either rent another’s land, and then be exploited vigorously by the owner’s family; or if they have no land and no attachments, they can only become a floating household; the worst consequence is that they will starve to death. !

More than a dozen people in a family have their faces as earth-colored, or they hug each other and cry bitterly, or begging bitterly. However, Zhong Qiyuan had a heart of iron and stone, saying that the field would be taken back, and Li Zheng couldn't help but tremble.

This is just a movie of a 13-year-old girl who can drive a family of more than a dozen people to a dead end without changing his face. If he is a little older, does he have to be more cruel?

He persuaded: "Small Daoist, you also want to rent this field to humans when you take it back. Instead of looking for other tenants, it is better to use them. They still know the basics..."

Zhong Qiyuan tilted his head to look at him: "It is precisely because I know the roots and the roots and what their virtues are that I don't want to rent them to them. Besides, in this world, there are too many people floating around like duckweed without fields. I Is it difficult to find someone to farm?"

Nowadays, there are **** dictatorships and disputes between party and friends in the imperial court. Outside the court, there are separatist vassals and mutual levies. Civilian levies and miscellaneous taxes are heavy, and the peasants who have lost their land are simply unsustainable. They are here under the jurisdiction of Xuanwu Jiedushi, and there are not many exorbitant levies and taxes, but it is not easy for them to eat in a disaster year.

The Zhong family’s field only collects less than 20% of the tax. Which tenant to leave seems to be a good thing!

Someone immediately stood up: "I want to rent, and 30% of the tax will do!"

The Shu family didn't expect someone to be so cruel to kill their family, and immediately stared at that person bitterly. But what they didn't expect was that more people scrambled to stand up, wanting to get a share of the pie.

Zhong Qiyuan curled his lips: "Lizheng, look."

Lizheng: "..."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and knew that the Zhong family’s tax was very low, not to mention these tenants, even he wanted to rent the Zhong family’s field and sublet it to others after raising the tax.

He invited Zhong Qiyuan to the side and persuaded: "Small Daoist, there are many tenants here who have owners, and your tax is so low. If you raise the appetite of these tenants, go back and make trouble. Their owners will definitely not let you go, and please stop charging such a low tax."

The Zhong family set the rent and tax so much lower than that of its peers. It is indeed easy to form "unfair competition" in later generations and be attacked by other landlords.

But is Zhong Qiyuan someone who can easily change his mind because of other people's words?

She is not. Her goal is to return to these fields and plan how to plant them, so she doesn't care so much.

"Don't let me go? Then they try." Zhong Qiyuan calmly said, "All in all, one hundred sixty thousand yuan, or eighty shi for grain, half the money and half the grain is fine. I will give you ten days. I'll bring the officials to the door next time."

After putting aside these words, Zhong Qiyuan went to find Zhong Chuyu.

The little carrot head just finished eating the chicken wings, still sucking the remaining bones, trying to **** up the little meat in the bones.

Zhong Qiyuan lightly patted the head of Little Turnip's head: "Yuanyuan, let's go."

"Okay." The little carrot head took out a cold roasted wing from the oil-wrapped paper and handed it to her, "Sister, this is from Sister Yun, but it's delicious."

Zhong Qiyuan looked around, Yun Congwan had already left and disappeared. She took the grilled wing and took a big bite under the coveted eyes of the little carrot head: "It tastes good."

"Sister, you can eat a little bit longer!" Little Turnip's head was staring at the roasted wings, and she taught her how to eat.

"Your stomach is just this big. You can eat the same amount of food and eat the same amount in the end. The better the food, the more people will covet. If you eat slowly and eat for a long time, someone will grab you at any time. . The only thing you eat is yours, okay?"

Little carrot head seems to understand but not understand.

Zhong Qiyuan didn't explain, he drove home after eating the roasted wings in twos or twos.

When he returned home, Zhong Chuyuan gave Meng's one of the remaining roasted wings. The latter took a small bite and then said that he was not hungry, and let the two daughters share it with each other.

Zhong Qiyuan chopped the firewood without raising his head: "I have eaten it."

Although the little radish head is very greedy, he still replied sensibly: "I have eaten Kiteite too, mother."

Meng's heart ironed the post, and said: "Mother doesn't like to eat, it's not good to waste it."

Zhong Qiyuan said: "Mother's disease is to eat more meat, otherwise the medicine will have little effect."

Meng's was a little confused: "Is there any such saying?"

"Yes, in addition to meat, you should also eat fish, eggs, milk, etc."

Meng's felt embarrassed: "How can these things be eaten frequently? Can't you eat up your family?!"

"Leave aside, there is meat right now? Besides, you are always worried about your life with this disease. If there is something good or bad..."

Meng thought of his cruel husband-in-law, if he died suddenly, it would still be the two daughters who suffered. In order to survive, she did not hesitate to eat it. Of course, in the end, she still left a chicken wing tip for Zhong Chuyu to let her nibble slowly.

Meng looked at the appearance of the greedy cat like his little daughter, and thought of the comparison between the situation of the Zhong family and the Yun family, and felt very sad.

Zhong Zao is the secretary in charge, and Shi Hong paid him a very generous salary. In addition, he was exempted from excessive taxes and taxes. Not to mention eating meat, occasionally he still had some meat dishes. But all his money was spent on the concubines, concubines and concubines in his backyard, and he never took a penny home to her.

As for the Yun family, the father of Yun Congwan was Shi Hong's minister, and his salary was far less than that of Zhong Zuo, but how could the Yun family's food, clothing, housing and transportation not be better than Zhong's? This is just because Father Yun’s backyard is simple, with only one son and one daughter under his knees, and all his salaries are handed over to his wife. He has never touched his wife’s dowry...

"Mother, for your illness, don't think too much." Zhong Qiyuan reminded.

Meng's regained consciousness and asked, "How do you know what your mother is thinking?"

"It's written on the face."

Meng's face hid his face, thinking that in the future, he could hide a little bit so that his two daughters would not worry.

She remembered the business, and asked: "What is the result of you going to collect rent?"

Zhong Chuyuan took the initiative to repeat to her Zhong Qiyuan's last cruel words. She looked at Zhong Qiyuan as if for confirmation, and the latter nodded, acquiescing.

Meng's: "In case..."

"Ceremony first, then soldiers. If you are reasonable and don't listen, you can only speak with your fists."

Meng couldn't think of a better solution than this, and could only see how things would develop later.

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Only six days after the ten-day agreement, someone from Beiwei ran quietly to inform Zhong Qiyuan: "The Shu family is gone!"

Meng did not expect that the Shu family's choice was to escape. She asked, "Wish, what are you going to do?"

Zhong Qiyuan looked as usual, as if he had expected it: "They swallowed too much grain in the past two years, how could it be possible to hand it over? Even if we put together one hundred and sixty thousand dollars, we don’t rent them the land, they are used to it. In the days when the rent is not paid, how can it be possible to live a life that pays 50% of the rent. Anyway, we have to be floating households. Why not take all the belongings and escape before we react?"

"that-"

Zhong Qiyuan asked: "How long did they run?"

"The day after Xiaodao Master left, Old Man Shu sold the grain to Lizheng, saying that he would return it to you in exchange for money. Then the mother-in-law of Shu's family took the child away under the name of visiting relatives that day. People suspected that until two days later, the son of the Shu family also said that he was going to find a way to collect the rent, and he left Beiweili one after another. Yesterday, the old man Shu went to work in the fields, but he did not come back this morning. Everyone pried him away. At first glance, the house was emptied inside."

Zhong Qiyuan touched his chin: "This trick is not bad enough to survive by docking the tail, and it is bold enough."

Seeing that she was still in the mood to evaluate the wit of the Shu family, the man was a little dumbfounded: "Leader, are you not in a hurry?"

"What's the use of urgency?" Zhong Qiyuan said, "In this turbulent world, they have only two ways to go, either mixing into the ranks of the refugees and going south; or escaping into the forest so that the officers and soldiers can't find it. Maybe, They will go away separately. No matter what kind, it will not be easy to find them in a while."

"Why go south?" Meng asked.

"There is a military disaster in the north, but the south is more stable. They don't want to die and they will naturally go south." Zhong Qiyuan said to Meng, "Mother, when you go to report to an official, let them search in this direction!"

The informant thought that Zhong Qiyuan would give up, but did not expect that she not only reported to the official, but also gave directions for the hunt.

By doing this, the Shu family was completely gambling, whether Zhong Qiyuan would be held accountable, and whether the government would catch them.

When Meng went to report to the officer and returned, she worriedly asked Zhong Qiyuan: "They escaped, what about the tax?"

Zhong Qiyuan said: "I didn't expect to live on their rent."

"that-"

Zhong Qiyuan took out a small box, and Meng opened it. There were several silver medals and silver ingots inside. The large one was fifty taels and the small one was seven taels. The total amount was more than three hundred taels.

There is no need for Meng to ask about the origin of the silver ingots, because the Taoist temple number of Zhong Qiyuan's monk practice is written on it, indicating that these silver ingots are from the Taoist temple.

"Saved these years." Zhong Qiyuan knew what Meng wanted to ask, so he explained first.

The money was indeed saved by Zhong Qi. There are more than a dozen hectares of land under the Taoist temple, and there is no taxation, taxation income, and usual practice and other income. Taoist priests have a very happy life.

Zhong Qiyuan has already become a monk and has become a monk's household. The income of the Taoist temple naturally has her share. She usually spends everything on Taoism for food and clothing, and she is addicted to alchemy, so she doesn't usually spend much, so she saves the money.

"No wonder there are so many people who become monks in order to avoid taxes!" Meng clan sighed, thinking of her daughter, and she added, "My mother is not talking about you."

Zhong Qiyuan said it didn't matter, she said: "Besides, I also took some jobs."

"What kind of work?"

"What can a Taoist priest do?"

Mongolian language is blocked.

Zhong Chuyuan took the initiative to say: "Sister, Yiyuan also has to help her!"

"Yes, but don't cry. You will earn a little bit by then."

The two sisters just said that, Meng Shi also wanted to help, but was ruthlessly rejected.

She probably also knows that her health is not good. In order not to let the burden of supporting the family fall on the shoulders of her two daughters, she has strengthened her physical training on weekdays. Within a month, his complexion improved visibly.