Chapter 484

Many villagers have the same ideas as the old Zhou family.

From last May to now, basically everyone's nerves are tight, and everyone's belly is tight.

Not only the children, but also the adults themselves, couldn't help being greedy after the summer and autumn harvests.

It's impossible to spend money on cakes, but the family can make some delicious food by themselves.

So when Zhou Dalang and Wednesday Lang were grinding things in the mill, people came from the village one after another.

Seeing that the old Zhou family had worn out so many things, the people who came couldn't help saying, "your family came early enough."

The two brothers smiled foolishly. It's not early. They had ground back the soybean milk used to make tofu. Now it's estimated that Xiao Qian has made tofu.

Little Qian did make tofu. At this time, he was pressing it with a wooden board specially made to press tofu. Feng poured sugar water on the tender tofu flowers made in the barrel for breakfast at home.

Man Bao ate a whole bowl, put down the bowl with satisfaction, and waited for pancakes.

Today's Pancake was made by my third sister-in-law. Man Bao broke half of it and handed it to big head. Big head broke a small piece and handed it to big ya.

Da Ya ate it all directly.

She didn't mind that it was done by her third aunt.

The reaction of these children at home is not only Feng and he, but also Fang, who has only been married for more than a year.

When there is no shortage of food and drink at home, the children's mouths are a little picky, but if the father-in-law controls the food a little and only lets everyone eat thin, no matter who cooks, they can all eat it with relish.

When he had enough to eat and drink, man Bao went to wear the pearl flowers given yesterday on his head, and Daya followed them.

They also have their own bronze mirrors. They don't have to rub their mother's bronze mirrors anymore. They can take photos as long as they want.

When Lao Zhou's hair showed the pearls on the girls' heads at home, it was time for everyone to get together and eat dumplings.

After making tofu, little Qian personally took his eldest sister-in-law and sister-in-law to roll dumplings and make rice cakes. The children of the old Zhou family were going crazy with joy.

After eating a small bowl of glutinous rice balls, he ran out to show off with his friends. When he called friends for a while, he smelled the fragrance and ran home to eat rice cakes.

The children in the village ran in behind them, ate several pieces of rice cakes together, and then ran away.

Of course, big head, they also follow those children to their house to eat

This mid autumn festival, Qili Village was immersed in the beauty of food.

Man Bao also specially packed two of his favorite rice cakes to share with his two little partners. As a result, he was told that both of them had gone to Yizhou.

Man Bao regretted for a while, and then decided to help them eat both rice cakes.

Man Bao, who was full of food, touched his small round stomach and said secretly: what a harvest. Dad was willing to make so many rice cakes at home.

I don't know that man Bao, who has supported himself, is not happy because of the harvest.

At this time, Yang county magistrate was not very happy because the autumn harvest ended and the grain prices in the county decreased. He was very happy. As a result, he was idle these two days. In addition, after the Mid Autumn Festival, everyone would come to pay taxes one after another, so he moved in his heart and took his servants to the countryside again.

First of all, there were several rich villages with plenty of fertile fields. Only when I went did I know that the grain price in the county had dropped, and the price of rice had dropped to 17 Wen a bucket. As a result, the grain price set by grain merchants in the countryside was eight Wen a bucket, and even two villages had been pressed to seven Wen a bucket.

While complaining, the villagers still had to pull out the surplus grain at home and planned to sell it.

Because the family needs money, and most of them have only one way to get money.

Yang county magistrate gave himself a bellyful of gas before the festival.

Then he was so angry that he asked the master book to take the Yamen to these villages and directly offered ten Wen a bucket of grain, while he mentioned wheat from twelve Wen a bucket to fifteen Wen a bucket.

Grain merchants waiting to collect grain in various villages:

In the countryside, there are generally only two kinds of news that will be spread most quickly. One is the change of taxes; One is the price of grain.

Although the rich villages were far away from Dali Village and Qili Village, the news came at the same speed as a hurricane.

Yang county magistrate gathered grain in the village, but a moment later, the news spread to the county, to the local Daji, and from the county and Daji to Daji and villages in various towns.

In the afternoon, when someone came back from buying meat at the bazaar, he said, "I heard that the county magistrate is collecting millet for ten Wen a bucket."

"Eh, isn't that two Wen more than that from Dali Village?"

Qili Village is a little biased, and there are only about 60 households here, not even a mile, so they don't have to come to Qili Village to collect grain.

The main reason is that master Bai's grain will never be sold to them. His grain has always been purchased by fixed grain merchants, and he also has his own grain shop, and rarely cooperates with the local grain merchants in Luojiang county.

So if the villagers in Qili Village want to sell food, they have to transport it to Dali Village.

Basically, several small villages near them will concentrate their grain and sell it there.

Now the price over there is eight Wen. Some people went to the grain shop in the county and asked. They also offered eight Wen.

So the villagers have always felt that since they are all eight Wen money, it would be better to sell it in the big collection than to transport it to the county.

Many people in Qili Village plan to send them after the Mid Autumn Festival, and some people ask Lao Zhoutou.

Lao Zhou tou realized that his family was not very short of money, and only after a wave of natural disasters, he valued grain very much, so he decided not to sell grain this year and left it for his own food.

I can't finish it. It's good to eat old grain next year.

In Lao Zhou's opinion, the old grain tastes better than the new grain.

"It's said that Jiangding village will accept it like this. Today, the Yamen has notified us. Otherwise, we'll go to Jiangding village. If it's true, we'll transport it to Jiangding village to sell it."

"The county government took it. Can you give me money?"

"Don't worry. It's said that the county magistrate sent people to carry baskets of copper money to the village." the villagers' eyes lit up. "Someone in the county has told us that our county magistrate is different from Fu County Magistrate. Their family is very rich and doesn't need money!"

The reason for this is naturally because Yang Heshu was very generous after he moved into the county government.

This kind of generosity does not mean that he spends money like water, but that he eats out every once in a while.

Whether he eats by himself or with others, he pays the bill; Go shopping and check out by yourself; Even he picked up a donkey cart on the road and took out a copper plate to pay the bill after taking a section of the road.

All this, in the eyes of the inexperienced countryman, is that the new county magistrate is not bad for money!

Hearing that the people's eyes lit up, they said one after another, "then go to Jiangding village tomorrow. If the county magistrate really collects grain there, we'll sell it to him."