After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

The tenants had never seen a landlord who brought his children over to collect rent, so it was quite a novelty.

Dalang was responsible for weighing and reporting, while Erlang checked the amount with the deed given by his father, and put a circle on the newly written bill to indicate that the family had completed the collection.

Sanlang and Siniang helped arrange their own baskets, and waited for Awang to pour the grain handed over by the tenants into their own baskets and carry it to the car.

As for Liu Ji, the elder didn't have to work. He was sitting on the carriage shaft, drinking the coarse tea brought by the tenants and admiring the blue sky and white clouds today. He would lecture on weeds for a quarter of an hour.

By the way, accepting the bucket and a half of wheat handed over by the tenants in order to calm down the trouble is like being possessed by Zhou Bapi, who can peel off every layer.

The four corners of the mouths of brother and sister Awang and Dalang twitched together. You look at me, I look at you, what else can you do, continue to work hard.

Even though Liu Ji is so outrageous, there are many people who are more outrageous than him.

Compared with another family nearby who came with thugs to collect rent, he pales into insignificance.

When people find trouble, they always ask for an increase in rent from 10% to 10%.

Mr. Liu, who could be sent away with half a bushel of rice and a cup of tea, was considered a good man in the eyes of the tenants.

After all, at the end of the year, this is the only time for him to find some minor trouble.

Moreover, he had just allowed them to borrow oxen for spring plowing, and the extra one and a half buckets he handed over would be regarded as paying the rent of the oxen in advance.

With this thought, the last traces of resentment in the tenants' hearts disappeared.

Liu Ji's angry fourth mother winked, "Look at what your father is capable of, is he awesome?"

Siniang snorted and didn't want to pay attention to him.

But when I turned around and thought back to the way my father winked just now, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

"You can laugh if you want, the little girl is so angry and ugly."

Liu Ji didn't know when he came up behind Siniang, and when she wasn't prepared, he pinched the bulging little face.

Before the little guy could react, he lifted her up and put her on the carriage shaft.

Then he jumped on it, flicked his riding whip, and drove the carriage filled with wheat to the farm. He dumped the grain in the small yard for the time being, and then returned with the empty carriage.

There were small wild flowers blooming on the roadside. Si Niang pointed at the flowers and shouted: "Dad, I want them, please pick them for me!"

"Okay!" Liu Ji agreed readily, and immediately stopped the carriage, walked to the roadside, picked a large handful of grass and flowers for his daughter, put them on her lap, got on the carriage shaft, and continued driving.

Suddenly, a small hand appeared next to his ear, picking small purple-white wild flowers and placing them on his head one by one.

Liu Ji was not annoyed and asked jokingly: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Siniang covered her mouth and snickered, but did not answer. She continued to use her father's head as a vase, letting her artistic imagination run wild.

However, when she was approaching the tenant's house, Liu Ji stopped her and plucked off the messy flowers on her head, leaving only one flower pinned to her left ear, pretending to be a villain like herself.

Si Niang was very satisfied after playing all the way, so she stopped making trouble and said she would go home soon and pick a handful of the most beautiful wild flowers for her to decorate her room.

Liu Ji said sourly: "Isn't my father treating you badly? I never leave your mother-in-law. How can she let you put her head in a vase?"

Si Niang folded her arms and said with joy, "I just like grandma the most!"

Liu Ji clicked his tongue twice, no longer humiliating himself, and chose to shut up.

When the father and daughter returned, Awang's bullock cart was already full and ready to go. The two carts alternated and were busy until evening, finally collecting the grain handed over by the tenants in Dingjiazhuang.

There was another family near Jinshi Town. The five fathers and sons took over his house before heading home at night.

It's not over yet.

Rest one night and set off early the next morning to bring all the food home. Thirty acres of land were used to grow rapeseed flowers, and during the spring harvest, 2700 kilograms of rapeseed were harvested.

Seventy acres of prime farmland yielded 7840 kilograms of wheat.

The tax this year is still one-fifteenth. After deducting the required tax, we still have 2520 kilograms of rapeseed and 7317 kilograms of wheat.

The grain tax collected by the government does not include rapeseed, so the tax on rapeseed must be converted into cash and paid.

For this batch of rapeseed, Liu Jicheng asked Liu Zhong, who often purchased in the county, to help find an oil pressing factory.

A pound of rapeseed sells for two cents. If you sell them all at once, after deducting taxes and road losses, you get 5 taels of silver.

Five thousand kilograms of wheat were also sold. The price of wheat has stabilized this year. However, due to the shortage of pasta caused by the famine in the first half of last year, the price of wheat this year is twice as high as in previous years, with shells costing six cents per kilogram.

Five thousand kilograms of wheat were sold for 30 taels of silver.

There are more than two thousand kilograms of wheat left for my own use.

In addition, part-time workers were hired to harvest the ten acres of wheat in the village, and after deducting taxes, the harvest amounted to three thousand kilograms of wheat.

Adding the two sides together, there are more than 5,000 kilograms of wheat. After shelling, it can meet the needs of a family of seven for a year, and there is still a lot of surplus.

There is a warehouse for storing grain at home, so there is no rush to sell this part. We will wait until the autumn harvest to see how it goes.

If the family has enough food, they will not panic when trouble comes.

Farmers depend on the weather. They may not know that the weather will be unfavorable in the coming year and the output of the fields will decrease, so there is nothing wrong with saving more grain.

There were only three days of school vacation. After experiencing the joy of rent collection with Dad, the Dalang brothers and sisters went back to school.

Subsequent matters such as sales and taxes were all handled by Liu Ji alone.

After all the accounts and money were prepared, Liu Ji brought these things to the main room and handed them to Qin Yao with a smile.

"Madam, this is the rent and account book collected from this spring harvest. The total is thirty-five taels of silver and two thousand three hundred and seventeen pounds of wheat. Please take a look."

Qin Yao is also very busy these days. Spring harvest and spring planting are two important things for farmers. There are many workers in the factory asking for leave, and the production line needs to be adjusted. She and Yun Niang are too busy to touch the ground. It took two days for the situation to stabilize slightly. I had time to go home and be lazy at noon.

Qin Yao didn't like this kind of busyness. It felt like it was more laborious than leading a team to collect supplies in her previous life.

It seems that professional things have to be done by professional people. It’s time to hire a general manager to liberate ourselves.

When Liu Ji came, Qin Yao was planning what kind of general manager to find with a homemade charcoal pen.

Seeing the shiny silver nuggets in the tray will put anyone in a good mood.

Qin Yao picked up the account book and looked through it. There was nothing wrong with it, so she put it down again, picked up the thirty-five taels of silver, and put it in her pocket.

Looking up, he saw Liu Ji still standing in front of him, looking at him expectantly, and smiled at him, "Well done."

Liu Ji pretended to be humble and lowered his eyes, expecting more praise to come to him.

As a result, there was no sound.

Looking up, Qin Yao had already stood up with a charcoal pen and notebook, looking like she was about to go out.

Liu Ji felt anxious and hurriedly called out: "Madam!"

Qin Yao turned around: "What are you doing?"

"Don't you have anything to say?" Liu Ji reminded him, blinking his peach blossom eyes.