When the carriage reached Chaoyang, the charioteer pulled the bridle rope to make the horse stop where it was.
"Gentleman, Chaoyangli has arrived."
The charioteer responded respectfully and watched with slight curiosity as the young man wearing a double-plated long crown got off the car from the rear. Such a young man with a title of public knight was indeed rare to see.
"Thanks a lot."
Zhao Tuo nodded slightly, which made the chariot even more flattered, and said hurriedly: "It is a villain's luck to drive for a gentleman. If the gentleman is fine, the villain will go back."
"Well, drive slowly all the way."
Zhao Tuo took off the baggage from the car and strode towards the inner door of Chaoyangli.
There was some money in the baggage, as well as some food and clothing specially bought for Heng from Xianyang.
As for the gold rewarded by King Qin, it is not here.
That’s two hundred yi gold!
Even if it is not exchanged for half a tael and is settled purely with gold, it would still weigh 300 kilograms made by the Qin Dynasty. If used as the weights and measures of later generations, it would weigh 150 kilograms.
Only a fool would carry such a weight of gold with him.
Zhao Tuo only took a small part and exchanged it for coins, and kept the rest with Su Jiao.
Su Jiao is from Xianyang and has a house in the city.
Ever since that night of heart-to-heart talk in Yandi, Zhao Tuo and he had a very good relationship.
But when Su Jiao saw Zhao Tuo walking into his house with so much gold, he was still shocked.
"Tuo, are you really relieved to leave such a large amount of gold with me?"
"Su Jun is a real man in this world. I can trust you with gold, so I can rest assured. If Su Jun needs it, there is no harm in taking it. The friendship between you and me cannot be compared to this mere gold."
"Okay, since you, Zhao Tuo, believe in me so much, I, Su Jiao, will stick by me to the death, and I will never let him lose even a hair before you come back!"
Zhao Tuo couldn't help but smile when he thought of Su Jiao's solemn oath. This man was really an upright brother.
After a while, Zhao Tuo walked to the inner gate of Chaoyangli. To his surprise, he didn't see anyone walking along the way.
This is very unusual, because this is the day when the people of Li go to the countryside to pay rent. Didn't you see that the road is full of people carrying grain, or driving carts and horses to feed grain? How come there is no one in Chaoyangli?
Didn't see it.
Fortunately, the man in charge of the inner prison, who was full of black teeth, still fulfilled his duties, basking in the sun at the door and feeling the lice on his body.
When Zhao Tuo saw it, he felt very cordial and walked up to say hello.
"You are a doctor... No, it's a public transport!"
When the prison gate heard the shouting, he was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the ground in shock, looking at the high double-board long crown on Zhao Tuo's head in a daze.
This is the characteristic of a monarchy country.
In the Ming Dynasty, the ranks of nobles, nobles, and nobles are divided into different levels, and the names of fields, houses, ministers, and concubines are divided into different levels.
As long as you see the crown and clothes on your body, you can know the title of the other party. The difference in level is immediately apparent, which further highlights the benefits of the title.
"You are the little one who came from the State of Zhao... When the gentleman came back, the villain was rude. Please forgive me, the gentleman."
Halfway through his conversation, the prisoner woke up and quickly bowed respectfully.
He did not doubt that Zhao Tuo was forging a title, because in the Qin State, he would be severely punished for pretending to be a title. In addition, every time Zhao Tuo made meritorious service on the battlefield and was promoted, the army would send the corresponding documents back to the countryside.
, let the relevant person in charge divide the land and house for him.
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Naturally, the Lijianmen also knew about this, and they had previously lamented that this boy from Zhao Guolai was promoted to nobility as fast as a bird.
Didn't it mean that this boy from Zhao Kingdom had just been promoted to the title of doctor?
Why did I wear a double-plated long crown in the blink of an eye? Look at the color of the tassel below.
It is the eighth level public transport.
The inner prison gate was shocked. When Zhao Tuo said hello and walked towards the inner gate, he was even more anxious.
Because he knew what was happening in Li Zhong now, and the prison gate wanted to report it, but looking at the conspicuous long crown on Zhao Tuo's head, he couldn't muster the courage and could only sigh secretly.
At this moment, deep in Chaoyang Lane, there is a private residence at the innermost part of Luyou Residence.
Outside the residence belonging to Zhao Tuo, there were dozens of people surrounding him. Most of them were men with scarves on their heads. They were banging on the wooden door and shouting.
"Open the door and come out quickly!"
"Boy Zhao Guo, come out quickly. As long as you tell us the method, we will leave!"
"Yes, you actually have such a method to increase food production. Why don't you tell me and share it quickly?"
"If you don't open the door again, don't blame us for forcing your way in and search for yourself!"
Dozens of men looked excited and kept beating the wooden doors and walls, as if there were treasures inside.
But despite the turbulent crowd outside the wall, there was silence inside the wall.
Tian Dian, who was wearing a red bun and a noble title, raised his hand to silence everyone.
He cleared his throat and shouted into the mansion: "Hey, don't pretend you don't know. The people who work for you have told us that the output of millet and grain from the hundred acres of farmland you cultivated is as high as
There are 4 stones per acre. The same field next to it only has less than 3 stones."
"Two fields next to each other, with the same water and soil, were cultivated by yourself, and you actually produced hundreds of stones more grain per hectare. With such a big gap, you must have mastered some method of increasing grain production!"
"Yes, there is such a way to save our lives, please tell us quickly!"
After hearing Tian Dian's words, the farmers who gathered around started shouting even more.
The taxation in Qin was very heavy. Farmers often worked hard for a year, and most of it was handed over to the government. The remaining grain was barely enough to feed the family.
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Those with better conditions can still save some savings to buy some clothes for their families, but most farmers are struggling to survive on the food and clothing line.
So when they heard that the boy from Zhao who settled down at the beginning of the year in Li Zhong, the yield of the fields he planted was much higher than that of others, everyone was tempted.
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This number is not a lot at all!
So under the call of a caring person, all the farmers gathered together and wanted to force the Zhao boy to hand over the secret to increasing grain production.
Tian Dian looked at this scene and sneered secretly in his heart.
He was the first to know about this, and he didn't quite believe it at the time. After all, depending on the actual situation, it is not that unusual for the yield of one acre of land to be one stone lower.
But after he found the mediocre cultivators who were doing the cross-ploughing, and after repeated verifications, he found that the three hundred acres of fields planted during the cross-spring plowing were close to each other. They were all remote and barren fields, and the millet seeds used were not very large.
difference.
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The only difference is that Heng planted one hundred acres of land in advance himself, and then gave the remaining two hundred acres to the help of mediocre cultivators.
When the autumn harvest came, those mediocre cultivators helped to harvest and weigh, but they were surprised to find that the harvest from the fields they planted was less than 3 dan per acre, while the harvest they plowed in advance reached 4 dan per acre.
More than a hundred stones cannot be explained by chance.
Tian Dian keenly discovered that there must be a reason for this. Heng came from the State of Zhao, and he might have mastered some of the secret farming techniques of the State of Zhao that increased grain production.
When he thought of this, he felt excited. As Tian Dian, who was in charge of the farming affairs in the village, if he could get his hands on this method and then report it as his own merit, he might be able to get promoted!
It's just that another Zhao man who went to fight in the battlefield now has the title of doctor.
Tian Dian didn't want to make things too tense.
So I found Heng privately, hoping that he could tell me how to farm and share the profits.
Little did he know that this boy from Zhao State was like a stone in the jungle, smelly and hard, and would not eat even the softest ones.
In desperation, he had no choice but to resort to this strategy, instigating the farmers in the village to surround him. He wanted to force out this method before the doctor came back, and then he would go to the countryside and report it first.
In the face of huge benefits, taking some risks is nothing.
Just as Tian Dian was sneering in his heart, the farmers couldn't wait any longer, so they picked up their farm tools and started breaking down the doors.
Boom boom boom!
How could the wooden door withstand such violent force? It was broken open by everyone in just a short time.
Just when these farmers were shouting and wanted to rush into the house.
A loud roar resounded from the mansion.
"Whoever dares to come in, I will fight to the death!"
A dark and thin young man stood at the door, glaring at everyone outside.
He held a sword in his hand and pointed at the door. Although his body was trembling slightly, the fierceness in his eyes made people dare not act rashly.