Wear to the Ming Dynasty to farm

After Huang Yuntian ate Yuan Qi's cooking, he left for the county seat and bought a cotton pad. Yuan Qi looked at the cotton pad that Huang Yuntian bought back, and his eyes lit up. It's great to have it.His mouth was unforgiving: "Huh! It's your compensation for me."

Huang Yuntian smiled without saying a word.Yuan Qi can say whatever he wants, as long as he is happy.

Recently, shopkeeper Guo has sent a lot of staff to the streets to collect old cotton-padded clothes or worn-out cotton-padded clothes in residential areas. These people have really accumulated a lot of old clothes over the years. The clothes were collected and sold to the clothes collectors.

Making cotton pads was a big project, and there was a shortage of manpower, and the cotton pads were in short supply. Shopkeeper Guo wanted to sell the cotton pads further afield, so he recruited a large number of people from around the county.As the Chinese New Year approaches, many people have not made much money in the past year and are worrying about buying new year's goods.Hearing that shopkeeper Guo in the county town wanted to recruit people, they signed up one after another.To a certain extent, this also allows local people to increase many ways to make money.

Meanwhile, it's tax time again this year.After Qiao Jiwei paid the taxes in the imperial court, Zhao Ji, the young master of the landlord's family, came to collect the taxes again.In autumn, Zhao Ji's father had just passed away, and Zhao Ji had no brothers, so he became the owner of this large piece of land logically.When his father was there, Zhao Ji was still being disciplined. Now that his father is gone, Zhao Ji became more and more indulgent. He gambled all day in the casinos in the county town, ruining the family.Up to now, Zhao Ji has taken all the valuables at home to pay off his gambling debts.But even so, the Zhao family is still a skinny camel that is bigger than a horse.The courtyard is still there, and so is the land.

Zhao Ji walked to Qiao Jiwei's house, and Qian Dayong handed over the 52 Wen money he had prepared in advance to Zhao Ji.Seeing the only 52 essays, Zhao Ji immediately lowered his face, "Why is this little money? Didn't your family make a lot of money this year? Where did it all go?"

Qian Dayong was questioned and didn't know how to answer.He yelled, "Xiao Wei!"

Qiao Jiwei came out of the bedroom when he heard the shout, "What's wrong?"

Qian Dayong said: "He said we pay less tax."

Qiao Jiwei understood immediately, and he said to Zhao Ji: "The money we earned this year was all from buying and selling things, but we didn't dig it from the fields at all, just how much money can be sold for the little things in the fields. So this 52 texts is not a lot at all."

Zhao Ji thought about it, and felt that what Qiao Jiwei said made sense.After all, the things produced by the land are worthless at all, and a farmer can earn a lot of money just by farming the land for a year.But recently he was really in a hurry to use the money, so he asked, "Can you lend me some money?"

Qiao Jiwei didn't want his money to be unknown: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Ji panicked: "Open an inn."

Fortunately, Qiao Jiwei found out that Zhao Ji was not doing business properly before, so he said seriously: "Don't think that I don't know what you are doing with the money. My money is not easy to come by. I can't let you bet on the table and get all the water." drift."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Zhao Ji had no choice but to say: "Don't worry, I'll give you double the money if I win the bet." Nor can you trust a sincere gambler.Besides, Zhao Ji is not sincere.

Qiao Jiwei laughed and said, "Instead of lending you the money, I might as well buy something from you. You don't have to pay back the money."

"What do you want to buy?" Seeing that things had turned around, Zhao Ji showed joy.

"land!"

Hearing this word, Zhao Ji lowered his head again, "When my father was alive, he said that even if you sell your son, the land cannot be resold. Can I sell you some treasures from the Han Dynasty?"

"We just want the land." Qiao Jiwei was not negotiable.

"Okay," Zhao Ji sighed in disappointment, and turned to leave.The back figure looked very lonely, but he came back after walking halfway, and said to Qiao Jiwei: "I can sell you the land, but only a small part."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Qiao Jiwei showed a long-lost smile on his face. "good."

With land, there is a foundation for life.Qiao Jiwei naturally also hated the feudal land ownership at this time, but he wanted to rely on his own wisdom, far from touching the foundation of feudalism. Besides, at this time, the Donglin Party members were rampant in the court, and the eunuchs were monopolizing power. Qiao Jiwei knew that he was in business There is more than enough talent to be an official, not enough talent to be an official. If the reforms go to the root, they will not be able to save their lives and property. In the end, the government orders issued may be tampered with by stubborn forces. It is really a bamboo basket.Which reformer in all dynasties did not pay the price in blood.Besides, he doesn't have the mind to help the world at the same time. Since he can't plead for the people, then he should be alone.

Zhao Ji wanted to sell 20 mu of land to the Qian family, and one mu of land would cost one tael of silver.Although the Qian family made a lot of money this year by dyeing hemp clothes and making wine.But it is impossible to hand over all the [-] taels of silver in a short time.

Qiao Jiwei sent Zhao Ji away first, and agreed to collect enough money in a few days and send them all to his house.

In order to buy the land, Mother Qian had to pass the hurdle.Qiao Jiwei approached the main room. Mother Qian was spinning cotton clothes in front of the loom at the moment. Qian Dayong's one had already been made, and this one was for Qiao Jiwei to sit on.

Qiao Jiwei plucked up his courage, "Ma'am, I want to buy some land, and I need some silver. So I would like to ask if you can give me some."

Mother of Qian stopped the clerk in her hand, turned to look at Qiao Jiwei, "How much does it cost in total?" Mother of Qian knew the importance of the land to farmers after living her whole life, and she could figure it out.Mother Qian naturally had no reason to object to Qiao Jiwei's plan.But she thought that after the Chinese New Year, she would propose a marriage to Qian Dayong. Buying a betrothal gift is not a matter of one or two taels of silver. I'm having a bad time.

So Qian's mother said: "I will only give you ten taels of silver, the rest, you and Dayong can think of a way."

This half of the money is really not enough, Qiao Jiwei fought, "Can you give me a little more?"

Mother Qian looked worried, "No, I can only give you so much money." Then she made a fuss about Qiao Jiwei, saying it was for other purposes.But it's not for Qian Dayong's personal use.

Qiao Jiwei saw that there was no more money from Qian's mother, so he had to withdraw.

Qiao Jiwei couldn't earn so much money for a while, so he could only borrow it.Although the older generation said that they should not borrow money unless it is absolutely necessary, the things they want to buy now are very important, which is really a special situation.

Qian Dayong's aunt must not be able to borrow, after all, it is not easy for her to live alone in the county.In the end, Qiao Jiwei had to ask shopkeeper Guo for help.

The next day, Qiao Jiwei drove the ox cart to the county seat again, and went to shopkeeper Guo's store.

Seeing that Qiao Jiwei came again, shopkeeper Guo thought that Qiao Jiwei might have found another way to sell things, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed.Said: "Let's talk about it, do you want to make a pillow or new clothes, let us make it? Let's make an agreement this time, □□ points."

Qiao Jiwei shook his head with a smile, "Where am I so capable? Today I came to borrow money."

After hearing this, shopkeeper Guo didn't show any disappointment on his face.Qiao Jiwei further explained the matter of buying the land.

Shopkeeper Guo said: "In this case, why don't I give you ten taels of silver first, as an advance payment for the profit from selling cotton pads. When the ten taels of silver are enough, I will give you the profit from selling cotton pads later."

Qiao Jiwei smiled, "That's fine."

Qiao Jiwei then put the 20 taels of silver into his arms and went straight to Zhao Ji's house.It was an old butler who opened the door for him. This old man had never seen Qiao Jiwei before, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Qiao Jiwei didn't want to explain too much: "I'm looking for your young master."

The butler stretched out his hand into the yard: "Come in." His tone was slightly cold.

The yard of Zhao Ji's house felt rather bleak, partly because of the winter, and partly because Zhao Ji dismissed more than half of the servants.He has not returned home at this time, and may still be staying in the casino.

Qiao Jiwei was sitting in the room, and the charcoal stove was burning inside, making the room as warm as spring.The blue and white porcelain vases are lined up on the cabinet, it seems that this house is not so easy to lose.

Qiao Jiwei sat in this main room all the time, not feeling desolate, and the servants came in and out, often filling Qiao Jiwei with tea.

After two hours, Zhao Ji returned to the mansion.Seeing Qiao Jiwei, his dejected face became radiant again. "The money is brought."

Qiao Jiwei took out the package from his arms, "It's 20 taels of silver."

Seeing Yinzi, Zhao Ji's hands suddenly trembled.He picked up the package Qiao Jiwei put on the table, happily, turned around and went out the door again.

"Alas!" Qiao Jiwei rushed forward and raised his arms to stop him.That hand was very fair, and it was difficult to connect it with the slightly stronger young man in front of him.

Zhao Ji had no choice but to call the housekeeper, "Go and measure twenty acres of land for him."

The housekeeper's face was startled, "Master, this land cannot be sold."

Zhao Ji carried the package and walked out, "I say yes."

The housekeeper had no choice but to follow Qiao Jiwei to the fields in the village.At the entrance of the village, Qian Dayong saw Qiao Jiwei returning from the county seat, and he followed the ox cart to the field from a distance.

In the end, in addition to the five acres of land rented by the Qian family, the housekeeper measured another fifteen acres of land in the village for Qiao Jiwei.It was getting late, Qian Dayong finally arranged for the housekeeper to live in Qian's house.He jumped into the bullock cart, saw Qiao Jiwei still standing on the field, and shouted to him: "Come up!"

"You go back first." Qiao Jiwei shouted without looking back.

Qiao Jiwei squatted down on his own land, picked up a handful of loess, and slowly sprinkled it.Finally, he has his own land. Qiao Jiwei knows that he has lived for more than [-] years and doesn't have much affection for the land, but now he cherishes this hard-won land very much.He seems to understand the attachment of farmers to this land for thousands of years.

Qiao Jiwei returned to the village on foot, and the villagers looked at him differently.Because at this moment the Qian family has become landowners, fundamentally distanced from their class.