I, the one in the heavens, am here to protect my bottom line in all realms.

Chapter 24 Paying Grain Tax

If planted too late, the wheat will freeze to death, affecting next year's harvest.

After planting twenty acres of land, Zhang Chengyuan still had to clean the wheat with a fan truck. Since Zhang Chengyuan's place was always busy with the fan truck, the Zhang family and his son had to work hard at night to make it, so they had just delivered it some time ago.

She was busy for another two days before putting the wheat into the warehouse, but the corn hadn't been packed out yet, so she had to peel the corn kernels off. She was busy for several more days, and only then did she have time to rest for two days.

But she couldn't relax yet. She still had wasteland to reclaim, so she could only continue to reclaim it.

While shopping for groceries that day, I heard Zhao Lihua ask her family if there was any work that needed help. She said that if her uncle and the others were willing to come and open up wasteland, she would also pay for the work.

Zhao Lihua immediately expressed her intention to come, and Zhang Chengyuan felt that the pressure was instantly reduced by half.

After only two days of busy work, the village chief asked people to come and gather together at the head of the village. It turned out that they were coming from the yamen. They were all heavy-backed and equipped with long knives at their waists, and they brought special tools to collect grain taxes.

At this moment, Zhang Chengyuan remembered that she had forgotten to give the grain to Zhang Songshan's family. After listening to the village chief's instructions, she asked everyone to stay at home and wait for the government officials to go door to door to collect grain taxes and stop running around. She hurried back to borrow it. Zhao Lihua's family went back to weigh food.

黄豆有735（420+315）斤、高梁950（540+405）斤、玉米2121（1212+909）斤、小麦4410（2520+1890）斤一共是8211斤。

Among them, 3519 kilograms belong to the talent bonus. This part belongs entirely to him. Zhang Chengyuan put it away with a storage bracelet.

The remaining 4692 kilograms have to pay 312.8 kilograms of grain tax, so there are 4379.2 kilograms of grain left, which means 2189.6 kilograms have to be sent to Zhang Songshan's family.

After Zhang Chengyuan set aside all the tax and grain, he divided half of all kinds of grain out, packed them in backpacks, and hurriedly sent them to Zhang Songshan's house.

The person who opened the door this time was a young man who was about the same height as her. Zhang Chengyuan looked at the house. He must have recognized it correctly. Could it be that he had moved? He shouldn't have. She asked with doubts: "Is this Zhang Songshan's house?"

The young man frowned when he heard this, stared at Zhang Chengyuan with unkind eyes, and finally nodded.

Zhang Chengyuan asked tentatively: "Is your grandma at home? I am the buyer of your land."

The young man's eyes finally changed after hearing this, and he sheepishly stepped aside and asked her to come in: "You come in and sit down first, and I'll help my grandma out."

Zhang Chengyuan nodded and entered the yard, took out various grains from the basket, and placed them at his feet waiting for people to come out.

The old woman was helped out, and when she saw the grain bag at Zhang Chengyuan's feet, her heart finally dropped.

If she didn't send it, she didn't dare to ask for it, and she didn't dare to let the children go. She was afraid that she would be unhappy and beat the children up, so she could only delay and miss them.

"Please run away."

Zhang Chengyuan waved his hands and said embarrassedly: "Grandma Baozong, I'm really sorry. I was busy collecting food before, and after finishing my work, I thought about plowing the ground quickly. Now I was so busy that I forgot about delivering food. .

It was only this morning when I saw the yamen collecting grain that I remembered that I was sorry that I didn't bring it to you as soon as possible. "

With that said, Zhang Chengyuan bent down to apologize to the old woman.

The old woman hurriedly went to help her, but Zhang Chengyuan had no intention of bending down and waiting for forgiveness, so he straightened up after bowing.

Looking at the hand stretched out in the air, Zhang Chengyuan was a little embarrassed. He could only pretend that he didn't see it and changed the subject: "Grandma Baozong, look at where these grains are placed. I will move them back for you."

The old woman shook her head and refused: "No, no, I will ask Shengcai to empty the sack for you."

Zhang Chengyuan smiled and nodded, took over the young man's work, helped Grandma Baozong to sit on a stool, and watched the young man busy together.

This kid's name is Zhang Shengcai, which is a pretty good name.

After the sacks were empty, Zhang Chengyuan stuffed the bags into his backpack, said a word to Baozong's grandmother and Shengcai, and left.

I jogged all the way back home, boiled water and waited for the grain official to come. Not long after, Zhang Chengyuan heard the old village chief's voice. She quickly took out the teapot, brewed the tea and took it out.

Just in time to welcome them into the courtyard, Zhang Chengyuan asked everyone to sit down and have a rest. She turned back and put a plate of dried fruits out for everyone to eat.

The grain official boss waved his hand and said: "No need to work anymore, just take out your land deed."

Zhang Chengyuan didn't know why her family's land deed was needed. She looked up at the old village chief and saw the old village chief nodding slightly. She had no choice but to go and get it. Anyway, she only bought twenty acres of land, so she didn't have much more.

She respectfully handed the land deed to the grain officer. The grain officer took out a book from his arms and rummaged through it. It took him a long time to find it.

After comparing it carefully, he asked: "Where are the other twenty acres?"

The old village chief answered and explained: "Master, the 20 acres of wasteland she bought have not been developed yet."

The grain officer was noncommittal and said calmly: "What are you growing?"

Zhang Chengyuan replied: "Two acres of soybeans, three acres of sorghum, and six acres of corn were planted, and the remaining nine acres were planted with wheat."

The grain officer looked at her and said: "The yield of soybeans per mu is 250 kilograms, the yield of sorghum is 200 kilograms per mu, the yield of corn is 230 kilograms per mu, and the yield of wheat is 300 kilograms per mu."

Zhang Chengyuan's eyes widened when he heard this, what the hell? Whose family's yield per acre is so neat? They are all integers...

The moment she raised her eyes, the old village chief had already spoken: "Hurry up and take out the food, the official is waiting."

The shock in Zhang Chengyuan's eyes had not dissipated. He had already looked at the old village chief, and naturally saw him winking at him. Zhang Chengyuan looked at the official uniform on the grain officer's body and the long knife on his waist, and secretly told himself no Worth it or not.

Then he turned around and went back to get the grain. He also calculated in his mind how much grain he would have to pay according to the yield per mu mentioned by the grain officer.

After a rough calculation, he actually had to pay an extra thirty kilograms. Looking at the tools they brought, Zhang Chengyuan sighed quietly, wondering what the problem was.

In the past, she heard from her grandma that ten liters are equivalent to one dou, ten dou are equivalent to one stone, and one stone is 150 kilograms.

She has seen both liters and buckets. One liter is about three kilograms, and one bucket is about thirty kilograms.

She took out some grains of various kinds and brought them to the grain officer. The grain officer raised his hand and moved his fingers, and the servants who followed came over with liters and grain buckets to fill the grains.

A liter was full, and people only counted it as one liter. She remembered that at that time, her milk was said to weigh three pounds per liter.

When the bucket was full, the yamen servant actually kicked the bucket. Now there was room in the bucket. He put another liter into the bucket, and then poured it into the sack he had brought.

In this way, after loading twelve buckets, he ended up taking the people away.

Zhang Chengyuan hurriedly went to weigh me, and the good guy took away 412.6 kilograms directly for me. He asked me to calculate how much more he took from me?

Based on the yield per mu mentioned by the grain officer, I only had to pay 345.4 kilograms, which gave me an extra 67 kilograms of grain.

Zhang Chengyuan took the grain back and planned to visit Zhao Lihua's house with him, and also said.

Zhao Lihua came to open the door with a bitter look on her face. She was not too happy to see Zhang Chengyuan, but she still greeted her to come in.

"Auntie, I brought this to you."

Zhao Lihua took it and asked casually: "Have you used it?"

"Well, after using it, does Auntie pay the food like this every year? My family has paid more than 67 kilograms more food."

(End of this chapter)