I farmed and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 3 Land Merger (seeking monthly ticket)

After hiding all the food, Jiang Zhi heard Ye Heng crying in the room, and he called out to A Niang mournfully.

The poor child lost his life at the age of three and lost his biological mother.

"Be good, baby, just call me mother, I have no other choice, I'll just be your mother." Jiang Zhi held Ye Heng in her arms, the child was soft and sticky, so cute.

It feels good to have a child directly, at least she doesn't have to suffer again.

To be able to live again, even in this inconvenient ancient times, and bring three oil bottles, Jiang Zhi also recognized it.

Jiang Zhi ran into the stove, filled Ye Heng's baby with a bowl of cabbage porridge, then cut a piece of brown sugar and threw it in to stir.

With the sweet taste, Ye Heng ate it, and when he was full, he called out aggrievedly: "Mother, did daddy go to the sky?"

Tears were still on Ye Heng's face, Jiang Zhi sat down in front of him with a small stool, and told him solemnly and formally: "My mother doesn't want to lie to you, but you have to understand the matters between life and death. It's gone, and it will never appear again, but you still have A Niang, a little uncle and a little aunt."

Three-year-old Ye Heng nodded in a daze: "Mother, daddy said man, man!"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhi smiled slightly.

This kid is really smart.

Although the three-year-old speaks softly, it is clear and organized, just like a five- or six-year-old child.

Jiang Ling'an didn't look away.

Jiang Zhi hugged the baby and gently brushed against his back, giving him a great sense of security.

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside, as if many people were coming.Jiang Zhi covered Ye Heng's baby with a quilt, tidied up her clothes and went out.

"That's right here. The man in this family just died. On the first seven days of the day, yo, there's no white lantern hanging?"

"Miss Ye Family, Mistress Ye Family, come out!"

The voice of the woman pinching her throat became clearer and louder.

Jiang Zhi saw a middle-aged woman with a flattering face and a dirty pink blouse leading two men in charge of the farm.

Seeing those two burly men, it was almost as if I was an uncle on the forehead.Jiang Zhi felt uneasy for a while, and took out the fire stick from the stove, then put the child inside, and told him not to come out.

The woman in pink stood at the gate of the yard, looked at the mud all over the yard, and said with disgust: "Oh, Mrs. Ye family, your yard is really rotten."

When the woman in pink approached, Jiang Zhi recognized her.Her name is Wu Sanniang, and she is nicknamed Wu Dajiao because she has a pair of big feet that are wider than men.

Wu Dajiao is a well-known nosy woman in the village. She wants to get involved in everything, and she has a mean face everywhere.

The original owner, Jiang Zhi, had never had a good look towards her, and if she met her, she should not take a detour, if she really couldn't avoid it, she would inevitably have to say a few words of sarcasm.

"I said Wu Dajiao, why are you free to come to my place today?" Jiang Zhifang raised her eyes to meet Wu Dajiao's narrow eyes as if she didn't see the two people standing behind Wu Dajiao.

"Hey, Mrs. Ye family, I have brought you a good letter, but your yard is really too messy, I can't do it well." Wu Dajiao said, pushing away The fence gate of the yard, stepping on the broken tiles or stones carefully, for fear of getting my shoes dirty.

"Oh, can you say this? Miss Wu San, you have to go out and ask, whose yard can accommodate your feet?" Jiang Zhi looked at Wu Dajiao with a half-smile.

Wu Dajiao's expression froze, and then he smiled Shi Shiran again: "Miss Ye family is joking, I am not here to quarrel with you this time, I have a good business here."

"Just tell me at the door if you have anything to say, who are the two behind you?" Jiang Zhi stopped talking nonsense with Wu Dajiao, these two men had shrewd and calculating looks on their faces, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not good people.

"They." Mentioning those two people, Wu Dajiao rolled his eyes and said, "They are officials from the village next door. Isn't that guy in your family gone? You can't even eat with what you see, The officials at Zhuangzi saw that the two acres of paddy fields in your house are good, so they came here to make plans with you."

"Oh? What kind of plan?" Jiang Zhi raised her voice and looked at the two.

The family did have two acres of paddy fields and two acres of dry land. The dry land was right at the door, and the paddy fields were next to the hillside at the entrance of the village. Jiang Zhi couldn't figure out why the two acres of low-yielding Susukida were worth others' attention?
"Miss Ye, we are the steward of Xianghe Village next door. Our surname is Ma, and he is my son Ma Er." Steward Ma pointed to the young man next to him.

Both of them were wearing blue coarse linen clothes with gray belts around their waists, their trouser legs tied into shoes and socks, and their top hats were made of mud spots.

This is usually the case with farmers' families. When it rains, they go out and feel uncomfortable all over.

In this era, there are no concrete roads that can keep people from getting dusty.

Seeing Jiang Zhi looking at them, Manager Ma also brushed Jiang Zhi over.

This woman, it was rumored that when her talented husband was buried a few days ago, she knocked her head and passed out on the coffin board, and it became a martyrdom story for a while.When I saw it today, it was quite pretty, and it was still eye-catching.

Steward Ma raised his head halfway, arrogantly: "Your family has two acres of paddy fields and has stolen mountain spring water from our village. I will report this to the master, who is generous and merciful."

While speaking, Guanshi Ma made a bow to the upper left, and then said: "I give you two options, one is to sell the field to our Xianghe Village, and then we will lease the field to you, so that the mountain spring water on our village will flow to Your field will be a matter of course, and you will not be held accountable; the second is completely dead, and from now on, the two acres of land will have nothing to do with you."

On the way, Manager Ma listened to Wu Dajiao explain the situation of the Ye family thoroughly.

Dead father and dead mother, dead mother and dead son.

Now Jiang Zhi is the only person left in the Ye family who can speak.

He was already poor, and in a few years, he even had to hold funerals, and now he might not even be able to afford food.

Such a dilemma can just take the opportunity to lower the price.

Jiang Zhi frowned. She had long heard that powerful people in ancient times oppressed the common people with inhumanity, but now she has seen it.

Mountain spring water flows into other people's fields by itself, and other people's fields are still guilty.

It's simply a joke of the world.

If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, Jiang Zhi couldn't believe how such a nonsensical reason could be said?

The taxation of ordinary people in the Daning Dynasty was calculated according to the grade of the land, which was divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower. Regardless of dry land or paddy fields, they were all called fields. Upper fields were taxed [-]%, Zhongtian [-]%, and Xiatian [-]%.

Unfortunately, the Ye family's two mu of land is in the middle of the field, not to mention the low annual output, and they have to pay [-]% tax.

Sell ​​it and rent it back?What a fool's dream.

After paying [-]% of the court tax, and then [-]% to Zhuangzi?Keep [-]% for yourself, and then starve to death.

In other words, hand over [-]% of the grain to Zhuangzi.It doesn't matter who Zhuangzi belongs to. People who have Zhuangzi must be high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and dignitaries have preferential tax policies.So what kind of bullshit Xianghe Zhuang puts here empty-handed white wolf.

Jiang Zhidao: "The mountain spring water from your house has flowed into my field, what's the matter with our field? Is there a dragon living in our field to suck up your mountain spring water?"

Manager Ma clenched his fists. It seems that Mrs. Ye doesn't understand that the mountain spring water is just a cover, and your field is the real thing.

This kind of thing that takes advantage of others' dangers, his surname Ma is best at it.

"Jiang Zhi, Guanshi Ma also has good intentions. Think about your son, and think about your younger siblings. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Guanshi Ma wants to help you tide over the difficulties." Wu Dazu looked The two sides couldn't make sense after a few words, and they immediately jumped out to smooth things over.

(End of this chapter)