Such rumors quickly spread throughout Wei County. Many people believed the rumors and ran to the yamen to question them.

County Magistrate Chen, who was sick at home, drank a small wine and narrowed his eyes slightly, listening to his beloved concubine sing a song, looking so leisurely.

The butler walked in and approached him and reported: "Master, the female county magistrate was forced out by the people and said that she would not collect taxes from the village this year, so she comforted the unruly people.

But now she called several big families in the county to the county government, as if she was going to ask them to borrow food to help them.”

A sarcastic smile appeared on the narrow face of County Magistrate Chen, and he said disdainfully: "The old foxes in the county who do not see rabbits and do not show eagles will not lend her food if they do not see the benefits.

Besides, it is not possible to get all the taxed grains for one or two households, but it may be possible to emptiate the stored grains of the large households in the county to barely enough.

How could those big-name families be willing to take out their old ways to help her? After all, the young yellow-haired girl is the solution that comes up with is both childish and scheming."

An Chuxia found the big families in the county because she did say she wanted to borrow food from them, but she didn't say what to borrow food to do.

However, even though she did not say the reason for borrowing grain, the big households naturally thought that An Chuxia was trying to fill the burned grain tax based on the rumors she heard these days.

There are seven or eight large and small large households with more than 1,000 acres of fertile land in Wei County. An Chuxia sat on her head with a haggard face, looking at the big households sitting on both sides of the long table.

She had received a reply from her brother An Jinchen, saying that he and Runsheng had secretly claimed that the corn planted on their farm this year was between nine and ten stones.

According to modern measurements, it should be about 1,000 to 1,200 kilograms per mu, which is much lower than the yield of modern corn.

However, in ancient times when grain yields were so low, such a harvest was already very good.

In this era, the rice sown in the south generally yielded three to four hundred kilograms per mu in good weather. This year, the rice on their farm weighed eight to nine hundred kilograms in modern times.

It is incomparable to the hybrid rice yield per mu in the previous life, but it is far more than the weight of rice in this world.

When An Chuxia saw that Wei County was so harsh and barren, even if she canceled the excessive taxes that County Chief Chen had added after she came, she would collect the taxes they should pay in accordance with the taxes stipulated by the court.

Here she can only plant crops for one season. If she wants to solve the problem of food and clothing for the people here, she can only transport corn seeds here to see if she can plant high-yield grains.

An Chuxia wanted to try growing high-yield corn in this place. At the beginning, ordinary people would definitely not dare to use their own homes. They did not know how much corn they could produce in a few fields.

Today, when these big investors were called, An Chuxia also wanted to check whether they were just local rich people who valued the gains and losses.

The main thing is to pick out a few big landlords with good character from them and first grow high-yield corn in their land, so that it will be much easier for the people to see the promotion in the next year with their own eyes.

An Chuxia looked at the seven or eight major families in silence, and said slowly: "Oh, I understand!

Dear landlords are unwilling to lend food to the yamen, because they think that I underestimated you.

Are you waiting for me and ask if you are willing to donate grain to the county government?”

"…?!" How could she be so embarrassed to say such a shameless word from tiger and wolf?

I was unwilling to borrow their food, let alone donate it.

As soon as these words were said, the big families became even more silent. Now, even if they looked at An Chuxia, the female county magistrate was reluctant.

As time passed slowly, the big landlords looked for various strange reasons and left the county government one after another.

In the end, only three of the seven or eight major landlords in Wei County did not leave. The youngest one had a clear look, and there was a little more exploration in An Chuxia's eyes.

An Chuxia calmly drank tea and let them see it. Zuo Wang and An Zixi stood behind her, looking at the few people in a deserted look.

Looking at An Chuxia, the old son of Xu Dadizhu's husband and wife in Wei County, Xu Dadizhu's wife died of illness five years ago.

In recent years, Xu Dadizhu, who is almost 60 years old, has gradually become weak all year round and has left many things at home to this old man.

"I am willing to donate all the food, so can I hire you as my little husband!"

"puff!"

"…puff!"

Someone spewed out the sound of tea, and Luo Ruisheng and Ma Xiang were glad that they were sitting on the side. If they were sitting opposite each other, they would definitely spit out the other's face.

An Chuxia's calm expression was stiff on her face. After reacting, she coughed awkwardly, and looked at the sword eyebrows in front of her with a strange look. She was graceful young man.

Judging from a person who looks quite normal, how can he say something with a slight slightest slightest feeling.

An Chuxia cleaned her throat and calmly refused, "Your food is too expensive, so let's keep it for your family to eat it slowly!"

I don’t know if Xu Liangce is really stupid or fake. He heard the beautiful county magistrate say this and immediately said: “Don’t worry, I will keep enough food for my family this year and donate the rest to you.”

"Puchi!" Luo Ruisheng and Ma Xiang looked at each other. The title of Xu's family's solid attitude is truly worthy of its reputation.

Just this thing, if he hadn't been alive, his family's thousands of acres of fertile land would have been swallowed up by those who were interested.

"Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Who is it! Pinch my ears!"

Xu Liangce covered his ears and turned his head to see the heroic Du Lengshuang, and his little head shrank slightly.

"Who did you just say you wanted to be your little husband for? Well!"

When Xu Liangce heard this, his slender body shrank into the chair and said tremblingly: "No...no...you heard it wrong."

"Hmph! It's better if I don't, if I can hear what I just said~"

Du Lengshuang snorted coldly and lit up the knife in Xu Liangce with a cold light in his hand. The scared young man hugged his head and shouted in a low voice: "I never dared again."

"Remember to donate more food to adults, so that you can save more food and feed mice at home."

"Okay, okay" Now let alone donating food, he would nod and agree to donate himself for the sake of Xiaodaozi.

An Chuxia looked at Du Lengshuang in surprise like the wind, and she drifted out like a proud cloud.

The eye beads almost fell off. It was really everything in the world, one thing fell down another.

As soon as Du Lengshuang walked out, she heard Zhu Tiehua's joking voice: "I have been chasing my childhood sweetheart for so many years and almost got rid of the county magistrate. It's so satisfying!"

Du Lengshuang never lost to Zhu Tiehua. She smiled contemptuously, turned around and walked towards the place where Koi was doing things in the yamen.

"Stupid girl, where are you going?!"

An Chuxia vaguely heard the conversation between the two outside and finally knew why Du Lengshuang came to repair it, and Xu Liangce, the young man.
Chapter completed!