Great Tang's Talented Little Landlord

A group of farmers who were helping to transport grain heard it and nodded one after another to show that the old village was right.

"That's right. You have to pay for transporting some food for your little baby. If you say this, we'll decide whether we want the face of Zhoucun?"

"Yes, Li Gong took care of us so much at the beginning, not to mention that you, Xiao Lang, and the women and children in your family now. What reward do we need to do something for you? If it comes out, we will be scolded to death in Zhoucun."

"Ha ha, let's work harder and help Li Xiaolang quickly transport the grain home."

What the villagers of Dingzhou village said made Li forget his worries and shame.

I really didn't expect these Guanzhong men to be so righteous. It seems that they are stingy to pay them. Just don't give it if you don't give it. Anyway, these grains are also reserved for the villagers.

A month later, the plague of locusts came together. These are life-saving food!

But Li forgot to worry, but he also knew that men in Guanzhong would never reach out to beg even if they were starving. If you send food to them, you will hurt the self-esteem of these men in Guanzhong.

In a disaster year, there are rich families or owners who release grain. These Guanzhong men will borrow a stem from their neck. They will return it when the harvest is good next year.

If they dare to give it, they will certainly leave behind food and would rather starve than die.

Moreover, if we do what we say, we will carry the grain to return it in the disaster year, and even add interest.

When Li forgets to worry about this, he feels a headache. If he wants to send food to these Guanzhong men at that time, he has to spend some time.

"In that case, how about I invite the whole village to dinner tomorrow? So we won't refuse? How about when my Li family moves to settle the housewarming banquet in Zhoucun?" Li forgets to worry about it and simply invites the whole village to have a good meal and make everyone lively.

In the future, many of his industries will have to rely on the help of the villagers. Inviting the whole village to dinner is not only a thank-you, but also a closer relationship.

"Ha ha, Xiao Lang, are you kidding? There are more than 500 people in the village. How did you invite them?"

"No kidding, I'll invite everyone to have pig killing rice tomorrow!" Li forgets worry about the pig killing rice he makes every year in his hometown. It's nothing to eat with 500 or 600 people.

"What is pig killing rice?" the old village was puzzled?

Li Qieyou smiled and didn't explain: "old Murakami, could you please buy me two pigs tomorrow?"

"Tut... Really invite the whole village to dinner? Two pigs? That's a lot of money."

"It's all right. It should be. That's the deal. I'll invite the whole village to have pig killing dinner at noon tomorrow. Lao Cun Zheng, please help inform me."

Seeing that Li forgetful worry was so sure, the old village nodded and agreed.

After dinner, Li forgot his worries and was in a good mood. Standing on the embankment, he looked around at the scenery of the Gan River, but noticed a large area of wasteland beside the beach.

There are at least hundreds of acres of land beside the river beach, on which only a few plants are scattered, which is extremely desolate.

"Old village, why hasn't this wasteland been reclaimed?"

The old village looked at the land behind him and sighed: "it's all saline alkali land. Nothing can be planted. Who will open up wasteland?"

Saline alkali land?

Li Qieyou looked at the land carefully. The soil color was mostly white, yellow and other light colors. Several tamarisk willows grew on a large area of land.

If there is nothing wrong, this wasteland should be alkaline land. Salix mandshurica, also known as strange willow, can't survive in acidic soil. Only alkaline soil can live.

Li Qieyou squats down again and grabs a handful of soil. If he holds it, he will feel like holding his hand.

He took water from the river and poured it on the wasteland. He observed carefully and found that the speed of water infiltration into the soil was slow, and white bubbles and foams appeared on the water surface.

Standing up and clapping his hands, Li forgets worry. He can be sure that this wasteland is alkaline land. After all, he grew up in the countryside. Originally, there were large areas of alkaline land in the village. Later, under the guidance of technicians at the agricultural science station, he turned those land into treasure by washing and improving the land.

Even after the original abandoned land is improved, the food grown from weakly alkaline land is more popular.

However, it is the early years of the Tang Dynasty. Obviously, no one will improve these saline alkali lands.

Li forgot to worry suddenly felt that he seemed to have found a way to make money, and he could send out the food in good faith.

If he could improve these hundreds of acres of land, wouldn't it be a huge wealth? Moreover, it is necessary to hire labor to improve the land. It is not killing two birds with one stone to hire these villagers with food.

"Old village, where do these wastelands belong?" Li forgets worry to ask whether these wastelands are owned.

"Should these lands belong to the county?" the old village is not sure: "but they are useless wasteland, worthless."

"What if I reclaim these wastelands?"

The old village looked at Li forget worry like a fool: "Xiao Lang, these are saline alkali lands. You can't grow crops. What are you doing with these lands?"

"Hey, old village, don't worry about how to use the land. I asked who the land belongs to if I reclaimed it?"

The old village shook his head: "naturally it belongs to you. The county encourages reclamation. The reclaimed land only needs to be registered in the county. Reclamation of wasteland is exempted from tax for three years. However, this saline alkali land can't grow live crops at all. Don't make trouble, Xiao lang."

Li Qieyou did not refute, but smiled at the hundreds of acres of wasteland in front of him. Sure enough, knowledge is productivity!

In Li's eyes, this land is a treasure land. It is close to the Gan River. There is no lack of water for land washing during the treatment of saline alkali land or for irrigation in the future. It is very convenient.

However, to take this piece of wasteland, we still have to say hello to Yang Zuo and complete the formalities. It's better to be safe for hundreds of acres of wasteland.

Don't look back and manage the land yourself. It's disgusting to run out of a "master" as a result.

Li forgets to worry about the fact that Yang Zuo promised to reward him with a hundred passes, so he wonders whether it's time to go to Huxian County Yamen again.

He thought about things. All the grain had been shipped ashore from the river. The riverbank here is only one or two miles away from Dingzhou village, which is very convenient.

Without much effort, the 300 stone grain was moved back to Li's house by the village men in wheelbarrows and ox carts.

There is too much food. The granary at home is full, and many haven't moved in.

Fortunately, his family is few and there are many vacant rooms. Even so, 300 stone grain filled the granary and the two wing rooms in the front yard.

When Li Heng saw that his little husband had left home for a few days, he got back so much food that his old face was full of wrinkles. Peilan was also excited and kept busy all the time.

For people in the Tang Dynasty, it's the happiest thing to have food, not to mention that so much food can't be piled up at home.

After all this, the men in the village left without even drinking water. The Niu brothers were also ready to go, but they were held by Li forgetful and asked them to take a stone of grain back.

One stone of grain is worth more than three copper coins. Where are the cattle brothers willing to ask for it.

"Xiao Lang, our brothers haven't helped you much. How can they take so much food? If they say it, they will be stabbed in the spine." Niu Yong insisted.

Niu Wu also rubbed his hands: "Hey, hey, we've been riding with Xiao Lang's clothes these days. We eat and drink well in Chang'an city. How can we take any food back? Xiao Lang, don't talk about it."

Li forgot to worry, took the two brothers and sincerely advised them, "brothers of the cattle family, you must take back the grain. But you forgot your nine robes? Even if it's my intention."

His words made the Niu brothers hesitate. They really didn't need food, but the nine robes who were physically disabled and unable to work needed it

He refused for a long time. Finally, he couldn't resist Li's insistence. He had to thank him again and again. Then he carried the grain back.