This land was contracted by me [farming]

"Brother, is this honey water? The fish feel so sweet after drinking it!" Zhao Xiaoyu drank the water from the spiritual spring while holding the water bag.

Zhao Keran touched Zhao Xiaoyu's head, and lied without blushing, "It's delicious, Xiaoyu should drink more. It's good for your health."

This is obviously a default that the water bag contains honey water.

"Master, we are here." Shumo stopped the car under the gate of Jingyang City, and Zhao Keran lifted the curtain and poked his head out upon hearing the sound.

The gate of the gray bricks is impressive, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere.

Zhao Keran stared at it, then retracted his head into the car because he felt cold.

He took out Lu Yin and Ren Shu from the bag and handed them to Shumo. After Shumo took it, he held it carefully and went forward to show it to the city guards.

The city defense soldiers who thought they could get some passing money to drink, changed their faces after seeing Ren Shu.

The original unattainable face was immediately replaced by a flattering smile, Qian Si's change of face in this second really shocked Shumo.

But it was just that, after all, we often met each other when we were in Fengyang.It's just that I'm on the road these days, and all I think about is survival every day, but I kind of forget the days in Fengyang.

"It turned out that the county magistrate came here. Please forgive me for delaying the county magistrate's entry into the city because of his lack of eyesight." Qian Si clasped his fists with both hands and saluted nondescriptly.

Although Shumo disliked it in his heart, he didn't show it on the surface. After all, they were newcomers, so it's better not to provoke these local snakes.

Qian Si was clever and well-known among the city guards, so Qian Si took the job of leading the new county magistrate to the government office.

After walking for a while, the carriage stopped after passing around the shadow wall of the government office.

Shumo looked at the building in front of him, but for a moment he couldn't recognize it as a yamen.

Zhao Keran noticed that the carriage had stopped for a long time, and Shumo didn't let him out. Worried about something, he opened the curtain to check.

Ho!Good guy!

Is it because he didn't give the money, this kid led them to the ruins, ready to rob them?

Shumo turned his head to see Zhao Keran, and hurriedly stepped forward to serve him, "Master, be careful."

Zhao Keran got out of the carriage with Shumo's hand on his shoulder.Zhao Xiaoyu was carried out of the car by Shumo, and Zhao Keran was thinking of letting Qian Si go in and let the people in the yamen come out to lead the way.

Before Zhao Keran could speak, three people hurried out from Yali.

One of them has a full head of hair, the other two look strong, but one is missing an arm, and the other is limping a leg.

"The lower official is the magistrate of Jingyang County, Fang Zhongyuan. Please refer to the county magistrate. Your Excellency has come from a long way. The lower official has miscalculated the date and made a mistake. Please forgive me." The old man bowed his body and said a word Standard official ceremony.

The old county magistrate is over 50 now, and there are countless county magistrates coming and going in Jingyang County, and he sent away five of them.

They all have different looks and temperaments, but they all have the same greed.

The first time I saw Zhao Keran, I thought in my heart, all these years, the magistrate of Liushui, the county magistrate of iron.He has experienced tall, short, fat and thin, but he has never sent a young man.

Although the young man in front of him had lost his sharpness due to the long journey, his appearance like a fairy boy and his gentle and calm demeanor surprised the old man.This will not appear in this border, he has only seen the appearance in the book.

Among the officials of the Yuan Dynasty, when the subordinates met with the superiors, they all bowed and saluted.

Zhao Keran had the memory of the original body, and the etiquette education that the original body had received since he was a child made him subconsciously return the salute.

Although he is the boss, he has not yet reached the crown, and he still has to salute when facing the elders under the court.

"No problem, the frontier is far away, if you want to arrive earlier, the journey will be faster."

Fang Zhongyuan didn't expect to be treated with courtesy by the new county magistrate, so he felt more relieved.

Although the chariots, horses and personnel looked as if they were in danger on the way, fleeing for their lives all the way.But since the county magistrate said that he wanted to arrive earlier, then he should speed up. Not asking unnecessary questions was Fang Zhongyuan's survival criterion for many years.

Fang Zhongyuan looked at the two people standing behind him, and fell silent for a while.The two were not servants of the county government, but wounded soldiers who were injured and retired.Both of them are juniors from his hometown, and they can't bear to live too much suffering in the second half of their lives.So he tried to take advantage of his predecessor's promotion in the county, and put the two of them in the yamen as yamen servants.

In the end, Fang Zhongyuan still introduced the two of them.The new county magistrate looked different from those unreasonable ones, and the two of them should not be driven away after saying that.His old man has watched people for most of his life, and he is definitely not wrong.

"The two behind you are the yamen servants of Jingyang County." After Fang Zhongyuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and didn't dare to lift it up, feeling even more uneasy.

Zhao Keran looked at the two of them, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Only two?"

"Going back to the county magistrate, Jingyang is located at the border. The salary of the yamen servants is low, and the price of food is high. After a long time, few people are willing to come. The previous county magistrate brought his own servants to serve. After the promotion, the servants naturally followed suit."

Fang Zhongyuan didn't tell lies, it's just not just his predecessor.Those who come to Jingyang are like this.And not only the servants, but also the guards.

It's not a county government office, but a big house respected by the local aristocratic family, and the aristocratic family can get some benefits from it.After the person leaves, the house can be returned to the original owner.

This county government office has been in disrepair for a long time, and whoever lives there has to repair it.Although all of them are extremely rich, they are really penny-pinching.

Zhao Keran has experienced the end times anyway, so how could he not know about human nature.The few words Fang Zhongyuan said combined with this dilapidated county government.He has already been able to push out the tricks.

Once it comes, it will be safe, he can't ask others to do anything, but he wants to be worthy of his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Keran didn't ask anymore, Fang Zhongyuan's heart sank when he raised his throat.Wu Jiu and Sun Ying who were behind him also breathed a sigh of relief. They had passed the Ming Road and were left behind by the new county magistrate.

The main entrance of the government office is already overgrown with weeds, and the tiles on the top are like bald scalps, one piece is missing here, and one piece is missing there.If it is a rainy day, it should be heavy rain above and light rain below.

When passing through the Yimen Gate, Zhao Keran found that the main entrance and the small west door were closed. Fang Zhongyuan saw Zhao Keran's doubts, and explained thoughtfully: "The main entrance of the Yimen Gate is a gate of etiquette, and it is usually not opened. There are small gates on both sides to go out, but the east side is called the life gate, so it is open for people to enter and exit. The west side is the ghost gate, which is used by people who have committed capital crimes. So it was closed in the past."

It was the first time for Zhao Keran to hear this, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart, as expected, there are many rules in this imperial society.

The inner house where the county magistrate lives is behind the second hall, which is where the master book and the county magistrate live.

Because the county government office is not very big, it took about 5 minutes to arrive at the place where I lived.

Sun Ying broke one arm, and led the carriage to the stable.Wu Jiu was carrying a big wooden box and followed Zhao Ke with a few bundles on his arms.

Several people worked together to tidy up the wing room, otherwise they would not be able to sleep at night.

Zhao Xiaoyu is a little doll, she wants to sleep when she is tired.Zhao Keran, who originally wanted to cover the willow catkins in the sun, had no choice but to give up.

The old county magistrate's eyes glistened when he saw their willow catkin quilt, thinking that there wouldn't be any extra bedding for them in this yamen.

Shumo and the county magistrate went to the warehouse to collect the grain, while Zhao Keran stayed in the room to pack his luggage.

Zhao Keran actually didn't have any luggage, and the things he brought out were all prepared by the Zhao family.It was completely lost in Shoujun Mountain.

The night before he went down the mountain, there was only a large wooden box that was locked, so Zhao Keran brought it back to Zhao's house.

He didn't know what was inside, maybe it was relatively private and he didn't want outsiders to know about it. Zhao Keran had no memory of what was in the box.

As a result, he had just entered Zhao's mansion and had to leave again, so he didn't bother to pack it, so he just brought the suitcase, which was considered luggage.

Zhao Keran stared at the box, thinking about the task 000 gave him.Now it is to feed a village, who knows if it will increase by tens of thousands of times in the future?

After all, this thing is called "Shen Nong System", so it's hard for him not to think about it.

There are many crops in the mall that Dayuan doesn't have, so if he took them out rashly, it would easily arouse suspicion.However, seeing this box now, there is a solution.

In the future, those seeds can only be said to be from the Taoist temple on the mountain.

No one knows which mountain, which view.Even if they knew it, who would go to the mountains and fail to find it bit by bit?Even if you search for it, how can you find anything if the mountain is so big?

Shumo came with a bowl of porridge on a wooden tray, which was as shriveled as a frosted eggplant.

"Young master, there are only seven bags of flour in this warehouse, and one bag of rice, which is old rice of unknown age."

Rice noodles!It smells so good!

For Zhao Keran, who has experienced the apocalypse, rice noodles are a luxury.

The night he just returned to Zhao's Mansion, his body was dominated by 000, not to mention eating, he couldn't even smell a smell.That big table of dishes, that big bowl of white rice!

Can he finally eat rice and noodles?

Zhao Keran's beautiful eyes were wide open, he inhaled the rice fragrance in the air, then picked up the bowl and started to drink.

Seeing his young master eating so happily, Shumo couldn't help but blame the old county magistrate even more, for he could pick out an extra grain of rice when he was cooking porridge!In the end, the porridge only tasted like rice, not a few grains of rice.Because it is old rice, it still has a musty smell.

If it wasn't for getting used to eating rice in Fengyang, the noodles wouldn't be pure white noodles, but there were some dark things sandwiched between them.He wouldn't let the young master suffer this kind of crime of eating old rice.

But Zhao Keran was really satisfied. There are only two kinds of food that can be grown in the last days, potatoes and soybeans.No other crop has managed to survive.

If it weren't for the supernatural power, it is estimated that more humans would die due to lack of various nutrients than zombies.

Shumo looked at Zhao Keran's delicious food, and couldn't help swallowing when he smelled it.He suddenly thought of the appearance of his father telling him to be a housekeeper before leaving, so he pretended to be calm and said: "Master, eat slowly, don't burn it. The young master is warming in the pot, and I will serve it when I wake up." Come."

Zhao Keran took time out of his busy schedule to reply, "Go and eat quickly, Xiaoyu will call you when he wakes up."

Shumo got the order, spread his legs and ran towards the kitchen cheerfully, "No~"

After dinner, Zhao Keran was led by Fang Zhongyuan to familiarize himself with the affairs of the county government office.

"Why haven't I seen the case files?" Zhao Keran looked up from a pile of bamboo slips about how to pay taxes.

Fang Zhongyuan moved his lips, thinking in his heart that the young man in this family really has too many good times, he doesn't know the dangers of the officialdom, and he can't even imagine such a simple thing.

But he still replied honestly, there is no way, life is difficult these days.If the little county magistrate asked him to retire and return home in a fit of anger, it would be difficult for him to live at this age.

"Going back to the county magistrate, not only are there no new cases, but there are also no old cases. There are no cases in the government during his term of office, which is a manifestation of the county magistrate's ability.

Solve a case and get a score.Therefore, the county magistrates in our Jingyang County are always promoted very quickly. This is all due to the county magistrates' hard work and good control! "

Hearing Fang Zhongyuan's exaggeration and derogation, Zhao Keran understood.

It's not that they didn't report the case, but that the previous county magistrates solved the people who asked them questions for their political achievements.

Zhao Keran also found this little old man quite interesting.Having been a county magistrate for a lifetime, after so many county magistrates, he still has his own self in his heart and has not been assimilated by him.

He has great kindness in his heart.

Turning over the bamboo slips, Zhao Keran was shocked by the words "Hedong Village". Isn't this the mission village assigned to him by 000?Originally, he wanted to ask Mr. Fang about Hedong Village after he was familiar with the affairs.Unexpectedly, it ran to the front by itself.

But why are the records on the bamboo slips so strange?

"Why is there no tax record in Hedong Village?" Zhao Keran asked, pointing to the blank on the bamboo slips.

The taxation bamboo slips record the taxation situation of each village and merchant.On the surface, there is a unified [-]% tax, but it's hard to say how much it is secretly.

The [-]% tax is just as the name implies. For example, farmers only pay [-]% of the grain as tax regardless of the number of people in the family when they harvest.Merchants pay [-]% tax on profits every year.

However, the [-]% tax is only an official tax, and tenants have to pay rent to the host family.And the merchants should pay extra tribute to the various families in the city to protect their business routes.

Whether these amounts are large or small, it is all up to the main family, and the family has the final say.

Fang Zhongyuan seemed to think of something when he heard Hedong Village, his brows were tightly frowned, anger was in his cloudy eyes, and the not-so-spacious study fell into silence.

Zhao Keran didn't make a sound, but waited patiently for the other party's answer.

After a long time, the old man sighed, his old voice full of helpless sadness.

He said: "Hedong Village has no more taxes to collect."