After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

"I hope so." Grandpa Qin sighed. He didn't worry about Kong Zhenshan's retribution. He only made sure that Qin Xiaomi really wanted to buy the Kong family shop and then continued to eat.

Jiang Dalang took it to heart.

Susu was definitely not joking, she would definitely take action, otherwise she would not buy the Kongjiazhai store.

After finishing the meal, Grandpa Qin said: "We don't deserve the secret recipe tonight. We all go to bed early. We have to get up at 00:00 tomorrow to prepare."

"Hey." Qin Xiaomi and the others agreed, and Qin Xiaomi took advantage of tonight's free time to decide to move into the house: "The stove bed is ready to dry, I will move to the wing to sleep tonight."

With no one around, it was easier for her to tinker with poison and paralyze the Kong guards.

Jiang Xiaozhu couldn't bear to leave her and hugged her thigh tightly: "Sister Xiaomi, I want to sleep with you, please."

Haha, this little look begging for help is pitiful and cute.

But Qin Xiaomi refused cruelly: "No, the left wing of the house will be used to prepare the last secret recipe. Only I can enter and exit. Xiaozhu should sleep with my sister-in-law and the others, okay?"

Jiang Xiaozhu didn't want to agree, but when she caught a glimpse of her eldest brother's gaze, she immediately stopped making trouble and said, "Okay."

Qin Xiaomi smiled: "Be good."

"Xiaomi, let's help you move." Aunt Qin and Qin Mei helped Qin Xiaomi move the house. They quickly prepared the bedding for her, and also brought two large boxes, a long table, stools and other items so that she could have something to eat. Place with secret recipe packet.

Qin Xiaomi looked at this wing room and was extremely satisfied: "Not bad, not bad. Tomorrow let Mrs. Chun and the others nail solid color linen cloth to the wall. The wall will be clean and beautiful."

It’s too late to criticize the white and gray walls.

Then he said to Aunt Qin and Qin Mei: "Your house should also be covered with linen walls. We will live in it for at least a year. It will be better and comfortable to live in. Anyway, linen is cheap and we can afford it."

"Sure." Aunt Qin smiled, taking Qin Mei and Jiang Xiaozhu to wash up.

Because one person slept in one room, Qin Xiaomi had a good night's sleep. When I woke up, the entire ghost village was already brightly lit and bustling with people, and every household was preparing to pay the grain tax.

At half past midnight, the clanging gong sounded, and Xu Erjun ran all over the village shouting: "People from the ghost village, gather at the entrance of the village when you are ready. Chen Zheng is setting off to pay the grain tax in Wujiacun!"

I shouted continuously for more than a quarter of an hour, making sure that every household heard me, and then I went home. After eating breakfast in a hurry, he, Xu Sanjun, and his wife's brother Qiao Songguo picked up rice grains and took them to the door of their house to wait for the other families.

Not long after, the other families also arrived.

Grandpa Qin was too old to carry grain on the road. Fortunately, the Xue family's mule cart was still there, so the Qin and Jiang families used carts to pull the grain.

"Old man, keep an eye on them, endure whatever happens, and pay the grain tax first... Remember to get the voucher and read the grain payment registration book, otherwise the grain tax will be paid in vain." Grandma Qin Just like in my hometown, I told Grandpa Qin.

Grandpa Qin said: "Don't worry, I won't forget it. We will come back smoothly."

Qin Xiaomi said: "Grandpa, remember to buy the Kong family house, especially the one with a well!"

"I know, I will never let this good thing get away." Grandpa Qin smiled and took several families to the entrance of the village.

It didn't take long for the whole village to arrive. Grandpa Qin called his name twice before letting Jiang Dalang bang the gong: "Let's set off!"

The villagers immediately picked up their own food and rushed to the big village road.

As soon as we arrived at Dacun Road, we saw villagers from neighboring villages in front and behind us, picking up grain or hauling grain in carts. We couldn't even see them in front or behind, which showed how many families paid grain tax.

"Village Chief Qin, what a coincidence that you are here to pay the grain tax. Have you tried it? This is my home-made kudzu powder cake. Please try one."

Because the Qin family found a job for the villagers of the three villages, the villagers of the three villages were happy when they saw him and wanted to send food to them one after another.

Grandpa Qin said with a smile: "We have eaten and brought a lot of dry food. You can eat it."

When the villagers of the three villages saw that he really refused to accept it, they stopped giving it away. But when they arrived at Wujia Village, they all gave up their first place to the ghost village.

"Village Chief Qin, please hand over to your village first, we are not in a hurry."

Paying the grain tax early would help ease the worries. Grandpa Qin was not polite and led the ghost villagers to the front of the line.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The escort composed of the Wu family's children beat gongs and shouted: "Everyone line up and don't push or cause trouble. Those who dare to cause trouble, those who dare to add mud to the tax grains, and those who dare to use bad things to make good ones will not only be turned away to the Yamen , and even sat down with the whole village!”

The children of Wujia Village kept shouting, and the villagers who came to pay the grain tax were frightened.

Jiang Dalang looked at the dozens of teams of Wu family disciples who were constantly patrolling and shouting, and he understood why the Wei chiefs were so rampant... In short, this Wei Dynasty was too weak and had a serious shortage of soldiers and horses. And his Dasheng Dynasty had strong soldiers and horses. Every time he collected grain taxes, he sent troops directly into the village. The village chiefs and the surnames didn't dare to be crazy at all.

Chief Wu was also sitting at the long registration table. After seeing the first one was Grandpa Qin, he smiled and said: "Brother Qin, your village has come so early... Let's start paying the grain tax. Here we are, my grandfather." Responsible for registration with the second son of the Zhou family."

In my heart, I hate that the Qin family has attracted more and more people, to the point where several villages have voluntarily given way to the Qin family!

"Hey, we have grown up, and the Wu family has given birth to a child after hard work." Grandpa Qin was respectful and asked Jiang Dalang and the others to carry the grain to the scale.

The large scale was given by the official of Guan Dynasty, and it was accurate. There were three soldiers squatting at the scene. Wujiacun could not get a grain of grain.

Lord Zhou was afraid that Wu Xingzu would embarrass the Qin family, so he took the initiative to calculate the grain tax for Grandpa Qin's family: "Village Chief Qin, your newly settled disaster victims are taxed one for ten, your family is taxed for six acres, and the yield per mu is three hundred. Calculated by jin, we have to pay a total of 180 jins of grain tax.”

The imperial court did not know the exact yield per mu of farmers, so the imperial court set a number in the middle.

Grandpa Qin: "Hey, that's right, that's the number."

Not long after, the Qin family's grain was weighed, and Wu Sixheng counted it: "A total of one hundred and eighty-one kilograms."

Smart people will give an extra pound and a half, which can save a lot of trouble.

However, Wu Lizhang said: "You can retreat."

Grandpa Qin refused: "No, just register this number."

Wu Lichang did not persuade him again.

Mr. Tuesday said: "Come... Qin family, the taxable grain is one hundred and eighty kilograms, and the actual payment is one hundred and eighty one kilograms. The grain is of good quality... Please confirm it, and if it is correct, then Sign and fingerprint."

"Eh." Grandpa Qin looked at the register again and again, and asked Jiang Dalang, who had a good eye, to read it twice. Only after making sure it was correct did he dare to sign and fingerprint.

Mr. Tuesday said to Chief Wu again: "Chief, please sign and print your fingerprints."

The Li Chief is considered a witness, and he has to press his fingerprints when every family pays taxes... In previous years, in order for him to press his fingerprints, every household would give him food and money, but this year, Wu Li Chief gave the Qin family even a penny without asking. Pressed the fingerprint.

When he arrived at Jiang Dalang's house, Xu Qiao's house...until the last villager's house in the ghost village, he signed and fingerprinted happily.

The whole village in the ghost village had paid the grain tax. After receiving the tax payment voucher, Grandpa Qin felt deeply relieved and gave Wu Li Chang a piece of red cloth: "Thank you for your hard work, Li Chang."

Although I don't like the Wu family, I still have to do something to save face.

"Thank you, brother Qin. You're welcome." Chief Wu was very satisfied... No matter how powerful your Qin family is, you are still suppressed by me, the chief!

Grandpa Qin took advantage of his happiness and asked: "Chief, Huang Xianniang's second uncle brought her a cotton-padded jacket. Can he send it to Huang Xianniang?"

Wu Lichang had long been on guard against the Huang family coming to see Huang Xianniang. He had already made arrangements and agreed: "Of course it is possible, but I don't know if Xianniang girl will see him? Xianniang girl seems to hate her second uncle's family. , not very happy to see it.”