Upon hearing that the people from Zoujiazhuang wanted to make conditions, Song Xixi showed an expression of "Sure enough," she said.
Song Wufu's heart tightened and he said calmly: "What are the conditions?"
The middle-aged man faced the eager eyes of other villagers and stated the terms they had already discussed: "These eighty acres of land have been taken care of by each of our families for decades, as if they were their own fields. Since you, the Song family, live in
It is not convenient to cultivate these eighty acres in other places. Why not rent it to us directly and pay you 30% for each crop harvested?"
Song Wufu's face turned ugly, and he suppressed his anger and said: "What do you mean by giving us 30%? This is already our family's field. Whether we grow it ourselves or rent it out is our business, so I won't bother you."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face darkened: "So Mr. Song refuses?"
Before Song Wufu could speak, Song Xixi stood up and took over the conversation: "So what if you don't want to? My family's fields don't need to be arranged by outsiders."
As if facing a formidable enemy, the middle-aged man subconsciously took two steps back to keep a safe distance from Song Xixi: "Miss Song, you have to understand that it is beyond our reach. These fields will continue to be cultivated by us, and your family can receive food just by sitting down. It is good for both of us.
good."
Others in Zoujiazhuang agreed: "It's just that if you plant it for us and you don't lose anything, it's better than you coming all the way to plant food and then being burned when you're about to harvest it and return it to the warehouse!"
The last sentence is completely a naked threat!
Song Xixi smiled, it turned out that they had this idea.
It just so happens that it is very similar to her idea.
But food is so precious, how can it be burned cleanly in one go?
Song Xixi's smile frightened the people of Zoujiazhuang and they couldn't help but retreat.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and softened his voice: "Miss Song, the young and old in Zoujiazhuang make a living by farming, but this field is not fertile, and the crops harvested all year round are not enough to live on. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to work so hard to plant.
The Zou family’s fields…”
Seeing how miserable he was at every turn, Song Xixi knew that this group of people had concerns and did not dare to really have a grudge against her family.
Thinking like this, she became more confident about the peaceful resumption of the fields: "The rent outside means that the tenants and the landlords share the harvest equally. You are only willing to give me three cents, so you are clearly taking advantage of my family."
The middle-aged man said anxiously: "Fifty percent is too much. We have worked hard for a whole year and finally gave half of what we collected to you. We are clearly the ones being taken advantage of!"
Song Xixi said coldly: "What do you mean giving us half for free? My family bought the fields with real money, and we cultivate them ourselves. All the harvests belong to us!"
The middle-aged man was speechless and unable to refute at all.
The other villagers were so anxious that they wanted to catch the Song family and threaten them fiercely, letting the Song family know that if they didn't rent it to them, they would never take back a grain of grain. However, Song Xixi didn't give the threat a chance at all:
"Since the fire will burn the crops we planted, it will also burn the harvest you have worked hard for a year. However, if it burns once and burns a hundred times, these eighty acres of land will always belong to my family. There will be no loss in reselling it, but you want to
There is a famine..."
After saying that, Song Xixi turned around and sat on the chair, carefully touching the grain of the tea table to try to determine the age of the wood used.
The people of Zoujiazhuang were defeated by an army, and there was absolutely nothing they could do against the Song family.
Just as Song Xixi said, the destruction of the Song family's crops will not prevent them from eating and drinking well. Eating crops in their own land is their lifeblood. How can they have the confidence to fight with the Song family, which has a large family?
Thinking of this, these villagers were like cocks defeated in a fight, with their heads hanging down and completely losing the courage to speak.
When Song Wufu and the others saw this, they were completely relieved. The eighty acres of land could be recovered safely.
At this time, Song Xixi said: "Although my family is going to take back the fields and will not rent them to any of you, you are right in what you said. My family is far away from here and it is inconvenient to take care of these fields. I will have to hire you to farm them."
The villagers who originally thought they would not be able to catch anything were refreshed, but they never expected that they would be able to turn around!
Song Xixi glanced at them and continued: "Now you are still responsible for the fields you cultivate. Whoever is responsible for the fields has the most harvest. In addition to the agreed wages, they will also be rewarded with two taels of silver at the end of the year."
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was excited: "Twenty taels of silver? Miss Song, are you serious, whoever's field is responsible for the best harvest will get an extra two taels of silver?"
Song Xixi nodded: "If you don't believe it, you can use the words as proof."
How could the villagers not believe what they were saying: "No, no, no, don't worry, Miss Song, these fields are all ripe, we promise to take good care of them!"
Song Xixi was very satisfied with their attitude and explained her rules and requirements.
To put it simply, there can be healthy competition. If anyone dares to be clever and cheat to get bonuses, she will take back the land and distribute it to other people, and will send him to the Yamen on charges of fraud.
Detective Chang, who had been serving as a backdrop, stood up and publicly stated the serious consequences of the fraud charge, which ranged from confiscation of the fraud proceeds to a slap in the face, to five years in prison.
In short, once the crime is confirmed, the skin will be peeled off even if you die!
Not to mention that the Zoujiazhuang gang had not attacked Xiao Jiujiu for the time being, but they had made a wrong idea. With Song Xixi's warning and the consequences mentioned by Captain Chang in front of them, even if they were full of courage, they would not dare to do so.
However, with the carrot of two taels of silver hanging in front of them, they will work hard to cultivate the fields for the Song family. Song Jin and Song Yin, who will be in charge of the farm in the future, will undoubtedly have a much easier time.
Later, the villagers raised the issue of ownership of the summer rice in the fields.
Song Xixi discussed with Song Wufu and others, and finally decided that the crops this season would belong to each of their families. They would only need to give the Song family 30% of the harvest after the autumn harvest, and each family would be responsible for paying the field tax.
Not only did the people in Zoujiazhuang have no objections, they were also grateful to the Song family and said that in the autumn harvest, 40% of the rent would be transported to the Song family as the Song family said.
Finally, under the leadership of the villagers, the Song family went around the fields, confirmed the plots and areas each household was responsible for, and left Zoujiazhuang under their watch.
On the way, Zhang Chunlan asked: "Xixi, have you planned everything today?"
Song Xixi shook her head: "If they are ignorant and insist on fighting us to the end, I will definitely not be soft on them."
She had to find someone to cultivate the eighty acres of land, and Zoujiazhuang was the closest, so it would be most convenient and hassle-free to use people here, so she was willing to put in the effort.
Huang Qiuyun said in admiration: "You are still smart. If you don't say thank you to these people, you won't even want to take care of the fields in the future. I don't know how much trouble you have saved our family."
The price is only two taels of silver, which is well spent!
Song Wufu and Zhang Xiaomei were even more pleased and proud. They never thought that one day, their indifferent little granddaughter would be able to control people's hearts so well that people would step into her "trap".