"Who is the village chief?"

As the sound of horse hooves approached, the villagers saw a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties wearing blue clothes on the horse.

The middle-aged man asked as he sat on his horse as soon as he arrived in front of the villagers.

"I just don't know what you want to do with me?"

As soon as the village chief saw the person's clothes, he knew he was a policeman in the town. Go quickly to answer.

"Well, the county magistrate has an order that no one in the county is allowed to beg this year. Otherwise, the whole village will go to work in the quarry."

The policeman didn't say much. He told the county magistrate the order he had sent to the town, then turned around and rode away.

"Ah? Not allowed to beg? How can we live?"

"That's right, even if you eat wild vegetables, there's nothing to dig for in winter."

"That's right, that's right, doesn't this push people to death?"

"..."

"Stop arguing, let's go back to our homes first. I'll ask my son to go to the town to inquire about the situation."

The village chief looked at the panicked villagers and had no choice but to ask his son to go to the town to explore the situation first.

"Wenhua, find a few young adults to go to the town and see what's going on."

"Good dad."

Following the village chief's words, a sturdy middle-aged man stood up and responded.

"Zhang Dabao, Ergouzi, Li Dazhuang..."

"You guys come with me."

……

Li Mu's father also followed the village chief's son, and Li Mu followed Li Youliang back home.

"Hey, brother, why did this new county magistrate give such an order? This is not random."

"Who knows, maybe he just wants to make some achievements when he takes office."

"That can't be..."

Seeing Li Youliang and the village chief's speculation about the county magistrate, Li Mu followed behind in annoyance.

"Life is a bit bitter. Others who travel through time are either princes, generals, or merchants from aristocratic families, but I have to think about what to eat tomorrow at a young age."

Li Mu couldn't help but sigh, Li Mu's family wasn't so poor in the first place.

I heard Li Youliang say that when his great-great-grandfather was eighteen years old, he had just married and gave birth to Li Youliang two years ago. However, because of the war, he was arrested as a young man to do corvee service. As a result, he was dragged to the battlefield because there were not enough soldiers.

In less than three years, he learned some external skills. Later, he was rewarded with more than two hundred taels of silver for his bravery in battle. He bought fields in Xiaohe Village, which was still a depopulated village at that time, which is where Li Mu is now.

But the good times did not last long. Grandpa Li Mut was seriously injured in his fifth year as a soldier. Although his life was saved, he could not do any heavy work.

After retiring, I went home and used the twenty-some acres of wasteland I bought plus the few acres I already owned to make up thirty acres. I contracted out the land and lived a comfortable life.

But within a few years, his old injury relapsed and he passed away. Li Mu's wife also collapsed because she was pulling Li Youliang by herself, and she also died after Li Youliang got married.

After Li Youliang and Zhang Caiyun got married, they gave birth to two sons, one named Li Dazhuang, who was Li Mu's father, and the other named Li Erzhuang.

Li Mu's mother, Wang Lanhua, was a child bride. Zhang Caiyun and Li Youliang sold two acres of land and got twenty taels of silver to buy it from Ren Yazi. Because all the money saved at home was used to give gifts to Zhang Caiyun’s mother’s family, she had no choice but to sell the land.

It stands to reason that there are still more than 20 acres of land left, which is enough for the family to live on.

But one day, ten-year-old Li Erzhuang and Li Youliang went shopping in the county and were kidnapped on the way.

Li Youliang sold another five acres of land, got fifty taels of silver, and went to do some business before bringing his second son back.

After Li Erzhuang came back, he clamored to learn martial arts. If his family disagreed, he went on a hunger strike.

In the end, he sold ten acres of land and got one hundred taels of silver. Li Erzhuang went to the county town to find a master to teach martial arts. Finally, Master Li Erzhuang took Li Erzhuang back to his hometown. Li Youliang sold another eight acres of land and got eighty taels of silver. It was given to Li Erzhuang's master.

In the end, the Li family only had five acres of land left, which was barely enough for the whole family to eat. It was not until this year's drought that the Li family began to beg for food like other villagers in the village who had little land.

In total, Li Youliang and Zhang Caiyun are only in their forties this year, Li Dazhuang is twenty-seven years old, and Wang Lanhua is a few years older than Li Dazhuang, twenty-nine years old.

Li Erzhuang is one year younger than Li Dazhuang, and is twenty-six years old this year. However, he has never returned home since he left Qingping County, and has always exchanged letters with his family.

Li Mu had never met his second uncle before.

However, Li Mu was not only excited after hearing about his second uncle's longing for this world of martial arts and martial arts, but he was also suppressed by the reality of the situation.

After all, being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just talk. The Li Mu family can no longer afford to train a warrior. So I gave up the idea for the time being.

……

"Huh? Who still grows wheat?"

Li Mu, who was looking around out of boredom, suddenly saw wheat seedlings growing from the wheat grains dropped during harvesting in the field ridges on the roadside and was surprised.

"Haha, they are mine, Tiedan, do you want to eat steamed buns? Grandpa will get you two later."

When the village chief heard Li Mu's words behind him, he turned his head and said with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out it's from the village chief's grandpa's house. It's okay. I don't want steamed buns, I'm just curious."

When Li Mu heard that it was the village chief's wheat, he knew immediately. After all, one acre of wheat can only produce three to four hundred kilograms of grain, while one mu of corn can produce five to six hundred kilograms of grain.

Although steamed buns are not as delicious as steamed buns, most farmers grow corn because the yield is high.

Only families like the village chief's family who have twenty acres of tax-free land dare to grow wheat.

The village chief was the only scholar in the village, so he got the imperial government's twenty-acre tax-free policy. He had to pay one-tenth of the tax on other fields to produce grain.

"It should be spring wheat."

Li Mu secretly thought about the annual farming method here and guessed it.

"Spring wheat? Winter wheat?..."

Just as he was thinking about the wheat planting season, Li Mu suddenly thought of something.

"Village Chief, Village Chief, do we all plant wheat in spring?"

Li Mu quickly called to the village chief in front of him, his voice urgent.

"Yes?"

The village chief looked back at the excited Li Mu and replied doubtfully.

"Village chief. Don't be afraid of going hungry. Don't be afraid of going hungry."

Li Mu said excitedly after receiving the village chief's affirmative answer.

"Why are you not afraid of starving? Tiedan, what are you talking about?"

Li Youliang looked back at his eldest grandson, who was shaking with excitement, and asked in confusion.

"Grandpa, village chief, we may not be afraid that the food will not be enough to support next autumn harvest."

"Look at this wheat seedling. Is it still alive every spring?"

Li Mu pointed to the wheat seedlings on the roadside and said to the village chief.

"In other words, we can plant another crop of wheat after the corn harvest, and then plant another crop of corn when the next spring and summer transition, which means we can harvest one more crop of wheat in a year."

Seeing the puzzled looks in the village chief's and Li Youtian's eyes, Li Mu said his thoughts in one breath without giving them a chance to speak.

After all, Li Mu still knew a little about agriculture in his previous life, and Li Mu felt that his mind had become brighter at this moment.

It feels like there must be a road for cars to reach the mountains and for boats to reach the bridge.

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