The Reborn Lady is Farming

   Mu Yangling sat on the paddock with his chin on his back and waited in line to receive food. There were soldiers guarding around the paddock, and there were also soldiers in the field who helped to carry the food.

  Although they are paying grain, everyone has a smile on their face, because the food left after paying grain is their own.

   And the people who paid the grain in front have already said that the people of the small generals strictly follow the provisions of the imperial court to receive grain, and they do not overcharge them.

When it was the Mu family's turn, Mu Yangling took Mu Bowen's hand and stepped forward. The Mu family was actually headed by Mu Yangling, but in terms of the law, it was Mu Shi. If Mu Shi was absent, he was replaced by Mu Bowen. A major event such as paying food needs to be signed by Mu Bowen on the document.

The two brothers and sisters stood on one side, and the soldiers brought in the sacks of grain and weighed them in. The accountant did some calculations and said, "Mu Bowen, you grow wheat, rice and corn on the ground, and you also breed rabbits. These are all included in the category of food allowances, how do you plan to accept them?"

  Mu Bowen glanced at his sister and said, "It's all settled in wheat."

The accountant nodded and was about to speak when a small soldier trotted over and whispered a few words in his ear, then the accountant changed his tune: "Because there is a share between the general and Mr. Fan in the rabbit breeding, this part is not counted, and the corn is For those of General Qi, this part is also exempted, and in the end your family will pay six thousand and nineteen catties and four taels, and you can take the rest home."

  Mu Bowen leaned into his sister's ear and asked, "Then sister, how much is left in our family?"

Mu Yangling frowned and said in a low voice, "There are still four thousand nine hundred and twenty-five jins left." Mu Yangling glanced at the account room, and asked in a voice that only the two of them heard, "Is it the little general who is lenient? "

The accountant frowned and looked at Mu Yangling, and Mu Yangling said, "Although there is a small general and Mr. Fan's share in rabbit farming, the land is mine. According to convention, the 68 acres occupied should be equal to the yield of the other land. Let’s calculate the output and pay the final tax. As for the cultivation of corn,” Mu Yangling paused and said, “That’s fine, but you have to figure it out for me about the rabbit.”

  The accountant looked at her in surprise, Mu Yangling looked at him resolutely and said, "This is the rule."

  It's not for the sake of rules, but because she has never evaded taxes since she grew up, she is afraid that she won't be able to sleep at night.

  The accountant saw that Mu Yangling Pestle was not walking in front of him, he hesitated and then slowed down his voice: "Miss Mu, please don't embarrass me, this is what the little general means. If I accept it, the little general will blame it..."

   Mu Yangling smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will explain this matter to him, I will not make you embarrassed."

A smile appeared on the accountant's face, and he picked up the abacus and said, "Since Miss Mu insists, I will help you calculate it next time, but the average yield of wheat per mu in the inferior land has not yet been calculated, so I will use last year's wheat yield. Wei Lie, how about losing 20 catties for you? After all, the weather is dry this year, and the harvest is generally not good.”

   Mu Yangling has no opinion.

  The accountant counted up and finally said, "Miss Mu, you still have to pay 1,932 jins in the end."

   Mu Yangling nodded, the data was the same as what she had calculated in her mind, she nodded slightly to Mu Bowen, he signed his name on the document, and pressed his handprint with his thumb.

   Mu Yangling finally pulled back nearly 3,000 catties of wheat, and even recovered 2,128 catties of rice, a total of more than 5,100 catties. It sounds like a lot, but it’s not much to eat.

Their family does not count Mu Shi's rations, so there are still eight people to eat. Mu Yangling has three bowls of rice, and he must have half a catty of rice. Although there are many children in the family, half of the children eat poor Laozi, even the youngest. The twins of the dragon and the phoenix, now each person has to eat a bowl of rice paste and two eggs for a meal, which is the minimum requirement, and these two eat five meals a day, which is more than Bowen eats.

   So these 5,100 catties of food are really enough for them to eat for about eight months.

My aunt is very satisfied with this result. She and Mu Yangling have different algorithms. In the past, they paid taxes on the land, and the remaining grain was enough for them to be half full for six months. How can they be unhappy that they can still leave so much food in their bad years?

   My aunt counted for a long time with her fingers broken, and finally said with a big smile: "If there is such a large amount of food, if we are half full enough to eat for two years, even if the next year is not good, we will not be afraid."

   Mu Yangling twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Auntie, when do you think our family is half full?"

   Auntie had a meal, really. After arriving at Mu's house, they all had to eat enough to support themselves. Three meals a day were eaten in the morning with porridge or pancakes. Lunch and dinner were dry, and they had enough.

   Auntie looked at a few children, recalculated, and said worriedly: "If you eat like this every day, this amount of food will be enough for eight or nine months."

  Mu Yangling said: "Eight or nine months is enough, won't there be a harvest next year? If you don't have to spend more money to buy it."

The Mu family has always spent money to buy food, and this year is the first time to eat food grown by herself, so there is no pressure on Mu Yangling to say this, but her aunt feels that it is very awkward to buy food when she is farming. thing.

   "The money at home is not from the strong wind. I think it can save a little bit, or we will have porridge for lunch in the future?" asked my aunt.

Mu Yangling jumped off the kang and smiled: "Whatever you want, as long as I can eat enough, but now I have to go and grind a bag of new rice to have a taste. For the first time in my two lifetimes, I have to go Taste what it tastes like."

   "You child, you have only passed ten years in your life, where did you escape two lifetimes?" My aunt laughed and scolded her, "Jin will be sloppy."

   Mu Yangling went to mill the rice with a smile, and shouted, "If I tell the truth, you think I'm joking, and I'm joking and you think I'm telling the truth. It's too hard to be an honest person."

   Auntie asked Shu Wanniang, "You and Shitou are both honest children, how could you have such a slippery head?"

  Shu Wanniang pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "I'm also curious. If she hadn't been born to me, I'd doubt where she picked it up."

Mu Yangling carried a bag of rice and went to Old Man Sun's house at the entrance of the village. Only his family had a stone mill for rice milling in the whole village. This thing was also provided by the camp. Not far from the gate of the house, whoever needs to go and clean it will do. Later, Hu Man became a small flag and was moved to Hu's house. Hu's house was placed in the yard, and later moved to Sun's house. , so that there will be no rain and wind, and a lot less dirt, and whoever wants to grind rice, just come.

  Old man Sun didn't expect Mu Yangling to come to grind new rice so early, so he was stunned for a while, and said, "Son, finish up the old rice first, and keep the new rice for a longer time."

   Mu Yangling smiled and said, "Grandpa Sun, I know, I just want to taste this new rice."

   Old Man Sun: "..."