Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 250

Man Bao said in a word, it was her brothers and sisters who broke their legs, but it's not urgent. The summer harvest hasn't started yet. The top priority is to repair the roof.

The next day, Zhou Erlang went to the village head's house to borrow a scooter.

The villagers knew they were going to buy Tiles in the city and come back to repair their house. The people who had taken their money and rice and eggs followed several.

Without the scooter, they carry a big bamboo basket. At that time, they can carry it back directly, so as not to walk back and forth several times.

Old Zhou tou went to talk to the village head and the old people in the village about planting winter wheat.

Although it's still early, this kind of thing still needs to be prepared in advance. For example, fat should start thinking about preparation now.

Farming is different from other things. The more races, the better, the better.

In fact, many people have such ideas, but they haven't made up their mind, so no one in the village has mentioned it for the time being.

This time, the old Zhou family first put forward it. Many people were excited, but they also had doubts, "if this kind of winter wheat is, will the soil fertility be long enough for rice next year?"

The yield of rice has always been slightly higher than that of wheat, so if two kinds can only be planted for one season, we naturally choose to plant rice.

"It's a big deal. Let's work harder and get more fat." Old Zhou said, "what else should we do? Although rice and wheat have not been harvested this year, the harvest can be seen in Chengdu. I'm afraid there won't be much left after paying the autumn tax. We'll eat beans until next summer's harvest. "

The village head said, "and I don't know what the next year will be like. If it's like this year, will we still live?"

Everyone whispered and finally made a decision, "OK, just plant a season of winter wheat."

The matter was settled, but everyone was not so tangled. They talked about other things, "how's Dazhu's injury?"

"I went to get two more sets of medicine yesterday. The doctor said it should be all right after eating." Then he turned to look at Lao Zhou's head, "how's Dalang?"

"Almost good, but I can't do heavy work yet."

"We can't see the bleeding in the stomach. We have to be careful. I want him to rest at home for half a year and go to the ground after spring."

Old Zhou tou also planned that. He didn't know any medical skills. He just thought that the internal bleeding must be broken. In case of this fatigue, the wound will crack again. They are in the stomach and they can't see when they bleed.

Rural people basically rely on rest and endurance.

Zhou Dalang is only in his twenties. Old Zhou Tou is still afraid that he will fall ill. His family is short of everything, but there is no shortage of people, so he plans to let him have more rest at home and do some light work at home.

For example, you can do the work of cutting wheat, beans and rice, but you can't do the heavy work of carrying wheat, loosening the ground and composting.

Old Zhou tou asked about other people's injuries. Fortunately, except Zhou Dalang, other people's injuries are outside. They can be seen. Basically, they will be fine when they are cured.

In fact, the doctor wanted to tell them that Zhou Dalang's internal injury had healed and was all right.

But people are frightened by their own imagination, and most people believe in their own judgment.

Those who can easily accept other people's suggestions and think are generally either soft ears or powerful people.

Like today's emperor.

Wei Zhiren hasn't returned yet. The memorial arrived first.

This is a long, long Memorial, long enough for the emperor to read for an hour.

It not only writes about disaster relief, but also the data of casualties in the disaster area, the data of money and food consumed in relief, and the disaster situation in various places. Most of them are attached with data.

It can be seen that Wei Zhi is very careful to go to disaster relief this time.

Of course, the purpose of his discount is not only for this, but also to apply for tax relief for the disaster area.

Originally, the imperial court planned to exempt Yizhou county from tax. It also had plenty of time, two years.

However, this time, Wei Zhi proposed that the counties under Yizhou should be exempted from tax for three years, so as to attract the displaced people back to their hometown and attract the foreign refugees to enter Yizhou.

Because of the Yizhou flood, the casualties are too heavy and the population loss is serious. If we can't attract the population, we can only forcibly transfer the population from other places, otherwise the 10000 hectares of good farmland under Qianwei weir may be abandoned.

Except Yizhou, Jiannan road is duty-free for one year.

The scope of Jiannan road is too wide, which means that the imperial court will lose part of its tax revenue, and we have to support it.

After all, in addition to handing over part of the local taxes to the imperial court, they also have to leave some places for their own finance.

If there is no tax, it can only be allocated by the imperial court.

It's not tax-free

Looking at the data handed in by Wei Zhi and the situation in the disaster areas, the emperor couldn't help sighing.

No tax exemption. After a winter, I'm afraid some people in Jiannan road will die and exile.

It will take ten times or even a hundred times to collect taxes for a while.

Once the refugees become bandits, the losses will only be greater.

The emperor put down the fold and said, "come and invite the six Shangshu."

He pondered and asked, "where does Wei know?"

Messenger humanitarian: "when I returned to Beijing, Lord Wei was patrolling Luojiang county. At this time, I should have been on the road and will arrive in Beijing in a few days."

The emperor nodded slightly and waved the other party back.

At this time, Wei Zhi had no sign of returning to Beijing. He was holding a pair of scissors to trim flowers for Bai family in the yard. He felt it was wrong. He looked curiously at the row of plants in the flower bed and asked, "isn't this ginger?"

Standing aside, Daji smiled and said, "Lord Hui, it's ginger."

Wei Zhi said with a smile, "it's really good. How do you manage your home?"

Wei Zhi also grows vegetables at home. As a necessity of life, ginger blocks have naturally been planted, but they don't grow well here. Moreover, he can see that the ginger blocks buried under them seem to be larger than what he usually eats.

Daji smiled and said, "this is not planted by the gardener, but by my young master. Usually, the young master does weeding and fertilization himself."

"Oh?" Thinking of the child he saw at the banquet yesterday, Wei Zhi smiled, "your young master still has such interests?"

"Yes," big kitten said with a smile after thinking of their young master's hobbies, "my young master likes growing things very much."

Especially like something that can sell money.

"Then I'll have to communicate with him," Wei Zhi said with a smile. "I like things, too."

After a year of development, Bai Shanbao left many ginger blocks as seeds last year. This year, he not only planted ginger blocks on the flower bed in his yard, but also requisitioned one piece of the land in front of his study, and then developed to occupy the flower bed in the garden.

Liu Shi indulged him in this aspect. He let him plant it if he wanted, even if he made the home taste a little.