Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 686 Insufficient Greed
In the past two days, the yamen purchased rattan with great fanfare. At first, the people in Shahe Village and other villages who were skeptical, after Feng Yi's design, not only completely believed in this incredible thing, but also began to harvest rattan frantically.

Every one is money!
The vines that they hated to the bone had now completely turned into fragrant buns. The villagers all wished that the vines in their fields would grow one after another, the sooner the better.

The vines, which seemed to be endless, began to decrease at a visible speed...

And the pockets of the villagers in several villages also began to bulge rapidly.

The people in the surrounding villages who provoked it were also jealous, and came to harvest the vines one after another.

For example, people from Nanqiao Village.

Although the villagers were terrified for a while because of Chen's incident, they couldn't stand the temptation of money and went out to cut vines early this morning.

There are very few vines in Nanqiao Village, and they were cut off after a few strokes, so the villagers turned their attention to Shahe and other villages.

When they came, the villagers of several villages in Shahe Village quit.

Isn't this a money grab?

Strong people's money is tantamount to killing their parents!

So there was a conflict between the two sides.

As soon as the magistrate came, the villagers of Shahe Village began to sue.

"Lord magistrate, you are here, you must uphold justice for us!" Li Zheng of Shahe Village, as a representative, spoke first.

Feng Jia quickly gave up the chair, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and asked Qingluo to sit down.

Qing Luo nodded and said: "What's the matter, tell me."

"My lord, there are vines growing in our village. It was originally a disaster. Thanks to your sympathy, you spent money to collect our vines. But why do people from other villages come to grab our vines? Especially Nanqiao Village, they The village is not affected by the disaster!"

Li Zheng was full of grievances.

There are a total of ten villages in Pingyang County. Except for Beiqiao Village, most of them are owned by the Lin family, and under the protection of the Lin family, the other villages are in a difficult situation.

Among them, the villagers of Qili Village were hired by Qingluo to help plow the land to grow sorghum and work for Rongcheng.

Grapes from Zhangwan Village and Liwan Village are sold to Liuji Winery, so there is no need to worry about this year.

The vines of five villages including Shahe Village and Xiahe Village were also purchased by the Yamen. Only Nanqiao Village was not only severely affected by locusts, but also received no relief.

Therefore, most of the people who came to harvest were villagers from Nanqiao Village.

Qingluo smiled and said: "So that's the matter. Anyway, you can't cut off all the vines, so it's okay to let them harvest some."

"Why can't it be cut off!" Lizheng stomped his feet anxiously, "Everyone still thinks that the ones in their own fields are growing less!"

Qingluo smiled slightly: "Didn't you all come here to complain that those vines could never be removed?"

Li Zheng was speechless.

"Bah!" Feng Yi came over at some point, and said contemptuously, "Aren't you people all for money? The county magistrate wants you to get rid of the vines in your own fields, but you complain that you can't get rid of them. Now the county magistrate Your Excellency has given you money, how can you get rid of it? A bunch of unscrupulous people! Lord Magistrate, you don’t need to worry about them!"

What he said made the surrounding villagers blush.

Qing Luo raised her hand to tell Feng Yi to shut up, looked at Lizheng in Shahe Village, and asked, "Are you determined not to allow people from Nanqiao Village to come and cut vines?"

Although Li Zheng was so scolded by Feng Yi that he couldn't lift his head up, thinking about the coins in his pocket, he still gritted his teeth and nodded: "Please let the county magistrate tell them not to come again!"

Qingluo looked at him for a while, then said calmly: "Okay, since Lizheng asked, I can't force others to be difficult. Feng Yi, go and tell the people in Nanqiao Village to let them all come over, I have something to tell them .”

Feng Yizheng was trapped in a mountain of vines, and he was overjoyed when he heard that, he threw off his arms and ran away.

Angrily, his brother Feng Jia scolded him.

Feng Yi ran around in the village, and soon gathered many villagers from Nanqiao Village.

The yamen servants are all wearing black official uniforms, and the villagers dare not disobey them.

Seeing Qingluo, they couldn't help but think of Chen's case, and felt a little uneasy for a while.

The magistrate didn't go to Nanqiao Village today, and they didn't stay. Could it be that the magistrate is unhappy?
Unexpectedly, the magistrate smiled when he saw them, "All uncles, aunts, aunts and aunts, how many rattans have you cut today?"

The villagers looked at each other and replied in one voice: "He came here before dawn, and cut a lot!"

"Yeah, I can still get forty or fifty Wen today..."

The excitement was palpable.

Qingluo nodded: "Just cut these, you don't need to come here in the future."

"what?"

The villagers seemed to fall from heaven to hell, and their hearts suddenly became cold.

The rest of the villages have their own output, is it necessary to let the people in Nanqiao Village starve to death?

The Magistrate is from Nanqiao Village!

How can it be so unfair?
Some women couldn't help but get red-eyed due to grievances.

Seeing that life will be easier at the end of the year, and now they are not allowed to cut, what can they do?
When the villagers in Shahe Village and other villages heard the news, they all showed happy and complacent expressions.

Let you grab it!
Now it's all right, go back!
Qingluo looked around the crowd, and said slowly: "Feng Jia, the rattans that the villagers of Nanqiao Village cut today don't need to be processed to dry, they are all taken directly."

Feng Jia agreed and asked, "My lord, what's the price?"

Untreated vines have branches, leaves, bark, and water, which are much heavier than treated vines, and the price is supposed to be much lower.

"What's the price..." Qingluo thought for a while, "I'll charge three times the usual price."

"Yes, my lord...en?" Feng Jia realized, "Three times?"

Not only did it not decrease, but it also increased a lot?

Qingluo looked at him: "Didn't you hear clearly?"

"Ah, this subordinate understands!" Feng Jia quickly bowed his head in response.

When the magistrate became serious, his gaze was as cold as ice, making people afraid to look directly at him.

After hearing this, the villagers of Nanqiao Village felt a little relieved.

After all, Master Zhixian is not easy!
They felt that it was really wrong for them to blame the magistrate just now.

Only the villagers of Shahe Village and other villages were somewhat dissatisfied: "Master Zhixian, why is the price of their rattan so high?"

Qing Luo glanced at them, and said slowly: "If you are not satisfied, take the rattan and leave."

There was already a hint of unhappiness in the voice.

"You gangsters! You are simply not greedy enough!" Seeing that the magistrate was upset, Feng Yi immediately leaned over to vent her anger, scolded the villagers, and said, "Anyway, we have collected so many vines, magistrate My lord, I think it's better to stop the acquisition?"

Villagers in Shahe Village and other villages panicked when they heard this.

Isn't this killing them!
At that time, he fell to his knees with a thud: "My lord, we don't dare anymore, it's because we are not greedy, so please don't blame me!"

(End of this chapter)