The Reborn Wife is Farming

Mu Yangling smiled and said, "Naturally, it was allocated according to the original agreement."

Chief Ji'an was embarrassed, and the eleven carts of grain he had just transported away was the reward he deserved, and the rest naturally belonged to Mu Yangling.

He also roughly estimated that after changing all the notes, he would probably still have a car and a half of grain left. Very satisfied.

Chief Ji'an looked at the account book in Mu Yangling's hand, and thought about how to talk to her to ask for some more. He was willing to exchange things or buy with money. After all, the price of food is not high.

However, Mu Yangling was unwilling to change it to Chief Ji'an, but planned to leave it to Liu Qing, and then use it as relief food when it was too late.

The Miao people are all exchange notes, and every household has benefited from this trip. It is not difficult to save a little to get through the lean time, but it is different here for the Han people.

All eyes in Qiannan were fixed on the palace and government office. The next day, grain trucks set off from Juzhou City one after another, and the news spread like wind to all parts of Qiannan. When you enter the house, you open the cabinet to find the hidden note.

Mother Wei hurriedly followed, "What's the matter, Heizi?"

"Mother," Wei Heizi lowered his voice and said, "Li is back with food, and those who have notes can go to exchange for food."

"Really?" Mother Wei's eyes lit up.

Wei Heizi nodded fiercely, and said, "Mother, when my father comes back tonight, we will go together."

"Hey!" Mother Wei grinned happily, and then asked cautiously: "Can we guys really exchange two hundred and twenty-three catties of coarse grain?"

Wei Heizi was also a little uncertain, "It should be true. The Palace can't lie to us. I heard that this is what the Emperor said. The prince is the emperor's younger brother. He has to listen to the Emperor."

"Oh, we have met a good emperor."

"Yes, yes, the prince and princess are also good people..."

In the evening, the Wei family father and son went to Lizheng's house together. When Lizheng returned home, he saw the two of them and waved: "Come again tomorrow, the car hasn't been unloaded yet, so you won't be able to get it if you come."

Father Wei smiled embarrassedly, and Wei Heizi couldn't help asking, "Sixth Uncle, can we really get two hundred and twenty-three catties of grain?"

Li Zheng nodded slightly and said, "It's just coarse grains."

Wei Heizi grinned, and said, "Rough grains are good, I like to eat coarse grains, hehehe..."

Seeing his smirk, Li Zheng couldn't help being amused, and waved them away.

The next day, Lizheng set up a table at the entrance of the village, with several bags of grain piled behind it, and people from several nearby villages surrounded him, and Lizheng said: "Those who have notes, bring them up to exchange, and those who don't have notes, back three." step."

Because Wei Heizi was in the village, he came early to line up and was the first one to rush up.

Li Zheng unfolded the note for the servants from the palace to read, and then sang: "Wei Heizi, two hundred and twenty-three catties."

The people behind quickly poured the grain into the bag he brought, and handed it over to him, and Lizheng ticked the note and asked Wei Heizi to press his fingerprints, and the people in the palace over there recorded the account in the ledger Come on, this is one complete.

Seeing that Wei Heizi really got so much food in exchange, the people behind got a little excited, squeezed a little forward, and Li Zheng shouted: "Come one by one, these grains are all weighed, and you are indispensable. "

Those with notes all laughed, while those without notes were so jealous that their eyes were red, and they all asked whether the palace would still accept souvenirs, and they wanted to change their notes.

Li Zheng glanced at them and said: "Do you think business is so easy to do? This time, it was a year ago, and the emperor helped, so that those things could not be sold. There is such a good thing, but it is impossible.”

"Didn't the palace say that they want to sell food? When will they sell it?"

"Yes, I heard that the price of food in the palace is not high."

"Don't think about it," Li Zheng waved his hand and said, "Juzhou is so far away from us. By the time you get there, the food will be sold out. I told you at the beginning that we need to change the note, but you didn't listen. Look at the people. The village is full of notes, and no one asks for money."

The faces of the villagers were a little gloomy, and Li Zheng sighed: "Don't be discouraged, the emperor is good, the court will naturally not care about our life or death, but you should also strive to be more courageous, so don't let the emperor feel cold."

After Lizheng said this, everyone cheered up again, and all looked towards the north anxiously, wondering when such a good thing would wait until the next time.

Unlike Han villages where joys and sorrows are mixed, Miao villages are as lively as New Year’s Eve. Ji’an moved faster and divided the food into several parts, and his cronies distributed them in person. Private embezzlement, the princess hates this kind of thing the most, if she knows that there is such a dirty thing in our Miao village, we will not have our share in such good things in the future."

His confidantes were stunned and responded one after another. Even if they went to other Miao villages, they also strongly demanded to exchange them for those Miao people in person instead of handing them over to the chiefs of the Miao villages. They said: "This is the business of our chief and the princess. , it is a matter of reputation, and we dare not make any mistakes."

Even if someone wanted to embezzle food for themselves, they had to restrain their minds when they saw the servants of the palace and government servants who followed.

Jilu's family lived far away, and he was the last one when he came over. Seeing that there was only an empty grain bag behind them, he felt cold and stepped forward in a daze. Someone grabbed him and said, "Jilu is here, Jilu is here, why did you come? Awei and the people in the palace are leaving, hurry up and get your food."

Jirou came back to his senses in a jerk, ran two steps, and asked cautiously with red eyes: "I'm late, is there any food left?"

Awei looked him up and down, and said, "You are Jilu, right? You are the only one left, so bring me the note."

Jilu hurriedly took out the note and gave it to him. Ah Wei checked the note, handed it over to the people in the palace for confirmation, and then asked people to drag the food that had been received from the car off the truck, weighed it again in front of Jilu, and then asked He stamped his finger on the note and recorded the account.

Ah Wei patted him on the shoulder and said, "We need to hurry up next time for food distribution. Fortunately, we stayed for an extra quarter of an hour this time. If we leave, you can't go to our village to ask for it?"

Jirou breathed a sigh of relief, and said embarrassingly: "My home is a bit far away, and it was too late to come over when I received the news."

Jirou exchanged a lot of food. He couldn’t take it home by himself, so he stored one bag at a relative’s house first, and planned to come back tomorrow. He carried the other bag back with the wind blowing under his feet. A voice said angrily: "Ji'an is too deceitful, isn't it because he has a better relationship with the palace? He even intervened in our Miao village."