Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 182 Division of the Town

After a good night's dream, Jing Yuan and his wife woke up the next day after teasing their child, then sneaked out of the county magistrate's mansion while their son was not paying attention, and went to various towns with Shuanzi Mouse.

Now that it's here, Xiao Yuanshi must not be allowed to handle it himself, so he has to hurry up and arrange the affairs at hand in this month's time.

It's still the old rule, no matter which family or household, as long as the output is higher than the uniform standard set by itself, the harvested varieties can keep a layer for themselves as rewards.

It's just that the miscellaneous things grown in Songshan County, only millet are given this preferential treatment, and the rest of the fruits and vegetables are not.But now that the geographical advantages are different, this condition is naturally relaxed.

After all, every village grows differently.

Following the discussion with Jing Yuan last night, Jisong County was re-divided into four towns, named according to the east, west, south, and north positions, which is also convenient for management.

Rice is planted in the east, where there are mostly paddy fields, and they are all good fields with suitable soil.

The west is mainly close to the hilly area, so camellias and bamboo are mainly planted, and the area below the hillside is all sweet potatoes, so that there will be no delay.

The soil in the south is neither bad nor bad, but it is easy to grow some common fruits and vegetables, and it will not delay the matter if they are planted according to the season.

As for the land boundary in the north, Zhang Xiaolan was frowning. She didn't think about what to plant for a while, so she took the lead in the east after the bumpy road.

Following the mouse's lead, he came directly to a resident of the Zhang family.

There are seven or eight members of the family, large and small, which is considered a large population in this famine era.

Leaving aside the ability of this person, just looking at the number of people, Zhang Xiaolan felt that the man from this family was the most important.

With the addition of the same surname Zhang, there is somewhat of a subjective liking.

"May I ask if Uncle Zhang has any good suggestions on how to plant rice?"

She casually glanced at the whole yard, it was not big but it was clean and tidy, which showed that the women in this family were also diligent.

The leader, Zhang Dazhuang, dare not have any suggestions. As early as on the way to the capital, he heard the guards say that the millet output here is very high, and it can be produced every month. His family can be selected. That is a great blessing.

Although they don't know the identity of the woman in front of them, everyone thinks that she and the man in front of her are the same, so they don't know that this is the biggest official.

"How can Xiaomin have any opinion? My brute strength and ruthlessness are the greatest abilities of me, Mr. Zhang."

Well, neither fancy nor obedient, it's not bad.

After Zhang Xiaolan explored in her heart and was satisfied, she signaled to Shuan Zi behind her to carry the batch of seeds prepared in advance to him.

"These are all the good seeds in this town. You must keep them safe. After everyone has plowed the fields in these two days, they will all be planted. As long as all the extra production in each season is reported, the higher authorities will move more The output of the first layer will be increased for you as a reward."

"Remember, this reward doesn't just refer to you, it refers to all the people in Dongzhen. Any household that has exceeded the standard output must be reported on the book, and finally it will be given to you."

She emphasizes the concept of the word "you".

Zhang Dazhuang was so excited, even the eyes of the old woman of the Zhang family, who had been afraid to raise her head to speak, were also bright at this time.

This is a good idea!
Once it is successful, the whole family will no longer need to take turns drinking a bowl of porridge.

Shocked, he quickly responded, "Madam, don't worry, Xiaomin will protect these good breeds even if he dies."

"Yesterday, after all the people in the village tidied up, they tossed about in the field all day long. They even dug out the roots and stems of the withered grass. I was afraid that when the superiors said what to plant, they would be delayed."

(End of this chapter)