The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

Including the cart, there were two carts going back. Wang Bin insisted on driving the cart by himself, saying that he had borrowed it and he was driving it back alone.

Everyone followed him.

It was already 4:30 in the evening, and it would be late at night if they returned. After a day of running around and sitting in a dungeon, everyone was already exhausted, so they drove the carriage as fast as they could. Wang Bin soon fell behind, but he was not in a hurry and went at his own pace.

The wind from the sunset was a little cold, but it felt warm on Wang Bin’s face, and even the tears on his face seemed to have some warmth.

At this moment, it seemed as if Wang Bin was the only one around, walking forward alone.

On this side, Su He was thinking about the distribution of sweet potatoes tomorrow.

I heard from the village chief that their village sold more than ten acres of wasteland and sold some of the sweet potatoes grown on it, which is estimated to be around 20,000 kilograms.

If you want to sell sweet potatoes, you have to keep enough for your own village. I guess everyone will plant a few more acres of sweet potatoes next year, so there won’t be much left, at most five or six thousand kilograms.

With so little, she might as well distribute it to the village chiefs of the surrounding villages, and she will just be the supervisor.

In fact, she was only familiar with three villages: Sanshi Village, Dahe Village, and Liushu Village.

Sanshi Village must have been given to the village chief Su Bingyi. Su He remembered that his family had about 20 mu of land. Since Su He moved to Liushu Village, he had never been there again, which was a bit embarrassing.

Dahe Village is also for Village Chief Xu, so just give him 2,000 kilograms since he is not very familiar with it. The rest will be given to Su Bingyi.

"Uncle, we still have to be busy tomorrow. Sweet potatoes are sold to the government for 8 cents per pound. Here's my plan. Let the villagers calculate the seeds for next year's spring plowing..."

Everyone listened attentively, even Zhou didn't care about being sad.

"It's basically like this. My uncle, my cousin, and I want us to split into three groups to manage three villages. You are familiar with Dahe Village, so you will be in charge of Dahe Village. My uncle will go to Sanshi Village, and my cousin Jingui will stay in his own village."

After Su He arranged the person in charge, she continued to assign the aunts in the family, "Send some of the men in the family out, and there should be men left at home. Uncle Shunzi and cousin Bin will temporarily stay at home to watch. Also, aunt, I don't know if we need to arrange food and drink for the officials to come tomorrow. We need to get up early to make mixed flour steamed buns, but they don't need to be made too well. Cousin Yanzhi, you can help, and aunt will go with you when you go back. Then there are cousins ​​Zhi and Liang."

Wang Zhi and the other man looked expectant. "You will each be responsible for taking care of the mules and cows at home. Collect the cow dung, as they are precious. Also, take care of the kids at home."

Su He talked from day to night, first talking about tomorrow's assignments, and then about what happened today. Wang Bin was not there, so she didn't have to be too cautious about what she said.

"The magistrate has been arrested. I don't think he will have a good ending. The man in black is now in charge. I think he is very evil, but he is much more generous than the magistrate. The magistrate wanted to seize our sweet potatoes, but the man in black was generous and gave us eight cents a pound. We will make a profit if we sell them later."

Everyone was happy when talking about this. One more cent for every catty, one hundred cents for every hundred catties. For example, Wang Quangui was going to sell 1,500 catties, which meant an extra 1 or 2.5 qian of silver. This was a great bargain.

Although he was sent to jail today, Wang Quangui sincerely felt that if he could earn one tael and five cents of silver every time he went to jail, he would be willing to go there every day.

"Also, regarding the sweet potato flour, I decided to keep 100 kilograms for myself to try making it. My uncles can sell the extra ones. This was originally my idea, but we shouldn't tell anyone about this. I'm afraid the official who comes tomorrow will not approve if he knows about it."

If Su He hadn't been afraid of getting the big shot in black angry, she would never have sold it. She would be so angry that she wouldn't be able to eat roasted sweet potatoes during the winter.

After finishing his business, Su He told everyone how he accidentally discovered a spy in court.

"The situation was so urgent at the time. Seeing that the damn county magistrate was about to be sentenced, I could only find an excuse to go in first..."

Except for the three uncles, everyone else was in the dungeon, so they were listening with great interest. When they talked about Wang Ming taking poison, everyone exclaimed. Su He became more and more excited as he talked, and the journey was not so difficult at all.

Two and a half hours later, we arrived home. After everyone went home, they ate something and went to sleep.

Only Zhou was still waiting in the kitchen, making steamed buns while waiting. While steaming the buns, she also made a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

As soon as Wang Bin arrived at the door of his house, Zhou heard it.

"You're back. Mom made you some noodle soup. Eat something before you go to sleep."

"Ah."

Wang Bin responded softly, and Zhou helped her son pull the mule and the cart in. The two of them sat quietly in the kitchen, one eating while the other watched.

Zhou pretended not to see her son's tears and told him about Su He's plan.

"Mom, I'll go out and help tomorrow, too."

"Okay, you follow your father. Your father is old, and our family will depend on you in the future."

"Ah."

When Su He returned home, Miaomiao was sleeping soundly. She didn't know how she rolled to the head of the kang, her little face flushed from the heat. Her right foot was on the wall, and her hands were open, one on each side of her head, with a very domineering posture.

Liu Niang returned to her room. Su He was too lazy to go out, so he drank a can of Happy Fat House Water from the space.

She took out some dried fruits. She was tired of steamed buns and meat buns recently, and she couldn't eat anything with a strong smell. Su He simply took a bag of beef jerky. It would expire in two days, but Su He enjoyed eating it very much. She now regarded the modern products in the space as gifts from her mother's home. She could never go back to this mother's home. The more she ate, the less she had. She had to cherish them.

She had no regrets at all and never regretted coming to the ancient times. Everything here was what she had always dreamed of.

Here, she earns a lot of money. Although she has younger brothers and sisters to support, her demands are not high. As long as she has enough food and clothes, she can live a happy life.

Now she has money, land, and a house, and most importantly, she has such a good family. She has to protect her family herself.

"Sister, it's time to eat meat buns."

Su He was so frightened that she could hardly hold the Happy Fat House Water in her hand. She turned around and saw that Miaomiao was just talking in her sleep.

This little girl eats meat in her dreams.

"I'll make you some meat buns tomorrow."

Although it was just dream talk, Su He replied seriously.

After eating and drinking, I went back to the space to take a bath, and fell asleep peacefully holding Miaomiao.

Tomorrow, she will work harder.