Chapter 243: The knife stabbed the butt, opening the eyes of heaven!

The 30 acres of paddy fields outside Linjia Village produce a total of 25,000 kilograms of grain, with an average yield of more than 800 kilograms per mu. Now the price of rice has risen to the government's price limit. This batch of late rice can be sold at the price of polished rice after shelling.

But Jiang Yan didn't have that much time to shell him. She planned to give this batch of late rice to Magistrate Li as grain from the beginning. In order to prevent the millet from becoming moldy due to moisture and affecting the viability of the seeds, she stored it separately in a ventilated place after threshing.

A large dry warehouse.

Now the price of polished rice can be sold for twenty-two cents per catty. I remember when she first came here, when she went to town for the first time, the price of polished rice was only eighteen cents per catty. After all, it was in the shell. Jiang Yan planned to sell it as ten cents per catty.

The grain price of six cents per pound was given to County Magistrate Li.

On this day, it was still cloudy and dark, and the whole world seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. The biting cold wind blew through, making people's teeth chatter and their backs tremble.

Lin Dong called fifteen strong men from the factory, and then called Lin Cong. A total of four ox carts in the village were borrowed, and even his own two ox carts and a horse carriage could not carry more than 20,000 yuan.

We had no choice but to rent a bodyguard agency in town to escort him.

This is also the first time Jiang Yan knows about the existence of a bodyguard bureau, but Yong'an Town is relatively remote. There is only one bodyguard bureau in the whole town, and there are not many people in the layout. Fortunately, they can get a lot of oxcarts and carriages.

About twenty oxcarts and carriages dragged the neatly stacked grain on the carts to Linfang County. The long team and dozens of strong men set off from Linjia Village early in the morning. In addition to causing the whole village to panic,

People were shocked and attracted the attention of countless eyeballs along the way.

From morning to afternoon, the ox cart arrived at Linfang County safely.

County government office.

Magistrate Li was waiting grovelingly aside, while Magistrate Huang behind him was even more humble, with his waist almost bent into a semicircle and his head hanging low.

The person sitting on the main seat in front of the two people was Shen Xingyuan. He had a tea cup in one hand and a folding fan in the other. The hot and smoking tea was slightly blown by his red lips, and the hazy smoke dispersed in an instant.

It made his eyes even more obscure.

The red lips took a sip of tea, and the next second, a clear and pleasant male voice said without a trace of emotion: "Recently, there has been an increase in refugees inside and outside Linfang County, and people struggling to beg for food can be seen everywhere on the streets. Starting tomorrow, we will gather the refugees and comfort them.

People, open the hall every day and serve porridge."

County Magistrate Li nodded repeatedly. Although he did not know the identity of the fifth master, he also knew that he came with the relief food and was a big shot in the court, so he must not offend him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu, the refugees in the county have settled down in the past few days, and their number has not increased. I think they must have escaped from the surrounding small villages with dry water sources."

Huang Xian Cheng also hurriedly agreed: "Yes, sir, there has been little drought and rain in the past few years. At this time of year, there will always be some refugees wandering around. When the first snow falls in winter, everyone will have water and share the disaster."

If you have enough food, you will go back to your village."

County Magistrate Li is deeply afraid of being harshly criticized. He has not had any outstanding political achievements in the past few years, and the areas under his jurisdiction are plagued by disasters. Tax revenue is getting less and less every year, but there are more refugees every year. If it weren't for Linjia Village this year,

Having accumulated some achievements, it would be difficult for him to keep his current official position, let alone promotion.

The three of them were discussing when a yamen servant hurriedly came in and said, "Sir, Jiang Wen of Linjia Village, Lin Dong wants to see you."

Here they come!

County Magistrate Li was overjoyed. He had received a letter from Linjia Village a few days ago. Naturally he knew about the arrival of this batch of food. He ran out of the door excitedly, then suddenly turned back. He looked at Shen Xing who was still drinking tea at the main seat with some embarrassment.

Yuan.

He secretly cursed himself for losing his composure! He actually forgot about the adults from the imperial city!

"Fifth Master, the people coming from outside the Yamen are from Linjia Village. It's the late rice thing that Xianguan mentioned before. It should be Aunt Jiang's family who sent the food."

Shen Xingyuan nodded, put down the tea cup, shook his folding fan, shook the jade pendant hanging in his hand, and glanced at County Magistrate Li, "In that case, let's go take a look!"

As soon as the county government officials saw so much grain, they immediately led the grain team into the compound and blocked the people who had gathered outside the county government office.

Shen Xingyun was the leader, followed by County Magistrate Li and Huang County Cheng. The three of them walked around from the main house to the front courtyard. They happened to see a group of people driving ox carts and carriages inside, and each vehicle was neatly packed.

There were bulging bags of grain stacked up.

"The common people have met Mr. Li."

"The student has met Mr. Li."

Jiang Wen and Lin Dong knelt down one after another, and the team behind them who heard the sound were so excited that Peng Bai knelt on the ground.

Shen Xingyuan looked at the group of people. The two leaders had eaten at the same table. He quietly took a few steps back and gave Magistrate Li the place.

County Magistrate Li received the hint and immediately raised his hand. He was so excited that he stepped forward to help several people up without caring about his own status. "Get up, Lin Dong. Why are you being polite to me? Get up quickly."

Lin Dong stood up nervously, "Sir, not long ago, the late rice harvest agreed upon by my mother and you has been harvested. Here are 25,000 kilograms of grain, all produced from the thirty acres of land."

What!

The county magistrate was startled. He pointed at the thirty acres of land and said in shock: "Thirty acres of land and twenty-five thousand kilograms of grain? How did you do this? Don't lie to me! I will believe it!"

"That's right! My eyes are open!" Huang County Magistrate couldn't control his expression even more than County Magistrate Li, and his eyes were widened in shock. He followed his brother-in-law around the farmers' fields all year round, and he watched it every day

With the documents for harvesting grain in the village, you will naturally know everything about the yield per mu!

If this is 30 acres of real estate and 25,000 jins of land, that means the yield per acre is more than 830 jins of grain!

It’s simply unbelievable! It’s amazing! The knife stabbed his butt and opened his eyes!

Lin Dong was startled by Huang Xian Cheng's voice. He quickly said honestly: "Reporting to your lord, what the common people said is the truth. As for how you did it, cousin, tell me in detail."

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Jiang Wen took out a thick handwritten manuscript from his arms. He raised his hands, took a few steps forward, and respectfully presented it to Magistrate Li.

County Magistrate Li hurriedly took it, and the first page he opened was the large characters "Detailed Explanation of Late Rice Planting". At the bottom, there were two rows of small characters neatly listed, which were:

The proposer of late rice——Jiang Yan

Recorder——Jiang Wen

The second page began with a detailed introduction to late rice. He had seen Jiang Wen's handwriting before. Regarding the pictures and texts on improving farm tools he had compiled before, he knew how careful the young man was. The same was true for this detailed explanation of late rice. It was written by Jiang Wen.

It's very detailed, and even thoughtfully painted with different stages of growth.

Shen Xingyuan was naturally also curious. He pretended to step forward casually, and his peripheral vision fell on the page of the book that County Magistrate Li had opened. When he saw the handwriting, he couldn't help but exclaimed. The brushstrokes were sharp and vigorous. He was afraid that his father would see it.

I have to say hello.
Chapter completed!