Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

There is one thing that is very different between Mr. Hu’s farm and other ordinary farms.

That is, his place is truly tax-free!

Yongyetian Yongyetian!

The reason for this name is that these fields can truly be passed down as a permanent foundation.

This means that all the produce from the land belongs to the owner and the tenant.

If Mr. Hu really hoped to make a fortune from the land, he would naturally collect as much rent as possible.

But Mr. Hu never intended to get rich from this piece of land.

He just regarded this place as the family's foundation and a place to place his people.

Normally, according to the convention, only 40% of the grain would be taken away, and the rest would belong to the farmers.

That’s right, it seems that Mr. Hu collected 40% of the rent.

But in fact, this is already a very good treatment.

Why?

Because these farmers can actually carry 60% of the grain back home!

In this respect alone, we are better than 90% of the people.

Even if ordinary people have their own land, they must first pay taxes on the grain grown on it. This depends on how harsh the local tax is, but at least 20% cannot be avoided.

And then, there are donations!
Then add to that the myriad other things that are out in the open.

It can be said that if those who grow their own crops can carry back home 40% of the food produced, then the local people are living a good life.

In most cases, 70% belongs to others, and it is good enough for you to get 30%.

In this comparison, doesn’t the 60% of Hujiazhuang seem particularly merciful?
Moreover, that is not all. Mr. Hu in Hujiazhuang does not simply collect rent from these farmers and then leave them alone.

As a manor that houses elderly servants and guards, Mr. Hu has to take care of their weddings and funerals.

It’s not that Mr. Hu must come forward to do this.

Rather, Master Hu had to arrange gifts and gift money for every wedding or funeral in these farmers' families.

Of course, Master Hu was so happy every day that he wouldn't care about such trivial matters. It was just that the chief steward Hu Yi assigned his subordinates to run a trip.

But even so, with so many families and so many people, the total number is not a small number.

What's more, during the New Year holidays, we have to give out something as a reward.

Basically, whether the money from selling 40% of the grain can be used to accomplish these things depends on whether God gives face!

But... even in this situation, Master Hu still persisted.

Master Hu thought he was pretty good to these farmers, but after taking a short walk this morning, he felt something was wrong.

How come there are still some farmers whose houses are in such a dilapidated state?

Look at this building in front of you!
Good guy, it’s okay for a thatched hut, after all, old man Du Fu has a song about a thatched hut destroyed by the autumn wind!
So, thatched houses are nothing.

Adobe and thatch are what is expected.

But... isn't this thing in front of me, which is about to fall over, a little too broken?

Damn, if the family members weren't so lazy and had some ideas, they wouldn't have messed up the house like this.

Master Hu looked around and then pointed at the crowd of people who were watching secretly.

"Lao Zhang, come here!"

An old man with a terrifyingly tall stature and white hair and beard sighed immediately after hearing Mr. Hu's shout, and then walked over with big strides.

Master Hu was one of the rare tall men in the Ming Dynasty court.

But compared to Old Zhang, I am still a head shorter.

Seeing Old Zhang standing in front of him with a smile on his face, Master Hu kicked him in the calf in annoyance.

"You idiot, damn it, you didn't even know how to go home after you recovered from your injury. You just want to live your own life, right?"

"Tell me, why are you here so early in the morning instead of working in the fields?"

Otherwise, why do people say that this is the old territory of the Hu family? Only in front of this group of people can Master Hu completely let go.

Because these people know too well what Master Hu looks like.

Unruly, furious, helpless, high-spirited...

No matter what Master Hu looks like, this group of people, who are either servants or former guards, have seen him!

Therefore, in front of them, Master Hu became more and more presumptuous.

Especially the old guy in front of me.

Look, Old Zhang, who was kicked by Master Hu but couldn't move at all, laughed twice and squinted his eyes.

"Master, I am just a driver for you!"

"Look, Hu Yi and Hu Rong are doing a great job!"

"We just want to spend the last bit of our peaceful days in the manor!"

"I am a little lazy, let's admit it!"

"But our little piece of land has been well managed!"

That’s right, Lao Zhang was Mr. Hu’s rickshaw driver back then.

Although the rickshaw driver seems inconspicuous, in fact, Lao Zhang at that time was more than just a rickshaw driver.

He is also the bodyguard of Master Hu!
The reason why Lao Zhang returned to the farm to recuperate was because once when he was escorting Master Hu, Master Hu was attacked.

He was injured after fighting desperately!

It’s not like he was injured so badly that he couldn’t move!
But I don't know whether the old guy was afraid or tired, so he begged Hu Weiyong to put him in this farm to recuperate.

Now it seems that this old guy is living a very comfortable life.

Mr. Hu is not the kind of person who likes to talk much.

He is a salted fish himself, why should he compete with another salted fish?

We are both old friends, so why are we so anxious to hurt each other?
Master Hu angrily pointed at the dilapidated thatched house nearby.

"Tell me, whose house is this? Who the hell are you showing this to?"

"Master, did I mistreat the farmer or withhold his food?"

"Is this a way to slap me in the face?"

Old Zhang looked at the "dangerous building" on the side and then at Master Hu, and smiled.

"Master, you are no longer the Prime Minister, yet you are still so polite!"

Mr. Hu glared at him unhappily.

"A man has lived his whole life, but he doesn't even care about his dignity. What else do he want?"

"Don't interrupt me. Tell me, is this a disaster or a misfortune?"

"Or does this family simply not want to live a good life?"

Seeing that he failed to change the topic, Lao Zhang sighed secretly and said in a deep voice.

"All of what you said, right?"

“This is Lao Du’s house!”

"It's Old Du who lost one of his hands!"

"He had a good life in the beginning. After all, you, Master, took care of him. Not only did you give him all the money he was supposed to, but you also gave him rewards every year during festivals."

"The Du family has enough land, so they should be able to live happily."

"But in the end, first the old Du family's father and mother fell ill, and then his wife died."

"This cost a lot of money!"

"Then, Lao Du was ruined!" (End of this chapter)