Taojiazhuangzi originally belonged to the King of Wu, with exactly eight acres of land, and the buildings were in the middle.
Eight acres of land, placed in the names of dignitaries in other state capitals, is by no means large or large, but this is the outskirts of Beijing, and even though it is outside the city, every inch of land is very valuable.
Of course, crops are not divided into several stages. They are planted in the political palace and planted on the emperor's forehead, and the yield will be whatever it is.
Therefore, the Tao family really didn't have much money to support the family's daily needs. In addition, they were extremely generous and preferential treatment to farmers. They would not be able to survive without relying on grain production.
An acre of land in Changchao is about 500 square meters. In the middle of the field is a group of buildings and a red brick courtyard, which covers an area of an acre. On the outside are scattered low houses where farmers live.
When Chu Qing arrived, the Tao family farmers were planting rice. Most of them were old and weak, women and children, and there were almost no young adults. The young adults had all gone to work in the city.
When I saw outsiders coming, an old man came over barefoot with a half-year-old child.
As expected of someone working for a scholarly family, the old man bowed and asked politely: "This young master, I don't know why he came to our Tao family village."
Fu San had never had a good impression of the Tao family, so he said coldly: "We are here to see the young lady."
Chu Qing kicked Fu San's calf: "It's Miss Tao!"
The old man asked: "The eldest lady or the little lady?"
Fu San: "As long as she is a young lady."
Chu Qing: "..."
The old man looked Chu Qing up and down: "The master's courtyard is the residence of the female family members, and there are not many guests on weekdays. Why don't you two stay here for a while and let me know?"
"That's fine." Chu Qing took out the letter written by Tao Shaozhang from his arms and handed it to his father-in-law.
The old man took it and handed it to the half-grown boy behind him: "Heizi, go and take it to the master's house."
The naughty kid called Heizi yelled, and Sayazi turned around and ran away.
The father-in-law bowed to Chu Qing again and said apologetically: "There are many rules in the residence of the female family members. I hope that the young master will respect his behavior."
"It should be." Chu Qing smiled and waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
As a result, Fu Sanhe looked around as if he had eaten too much, and said with squinting eyes: "Don't tell me that the Tao family's poetry and rituals have been passed down to the family. There is such a large piece of land in the suburbs of Beijing, and it's like a rich man."
The old man didn't take it seriously and explained: "This strong man doesn't know something. This land is originally under the name of King Wu. His Highness King Wu returned to his fiefdom a few years ago, so he donated this land to the master's family."
"King Wu?" Fu San raised his eyebrows: "How come the Tao family still gets involved with King Wu?"
My father-in-law looked a little ugly.
Even the common people have heard about the Eight Dragons seizing the direct descendants. What Fu San means is that the Tao family followed Xinjun, and King Wu was Xinjun's competitor at the beginning, so why did he accept the benefits from King Wu?
Chu Qing glared at Chu Qing: "Stop saying a few words, there is so much nonsense."
The old man asked curiously: "I'm assuming you don't know your son's surname?"
"Oh, my surname is Chu, Chu Qing."
"The young master has an extraordinary appearance. I don't know which high family he comes from."
Fu San interrupted again: "Why do you, a tenant, ask these questions?"
The father-in-law's face turned red: "I am being rude, and this strong man should not blame me."
Fu San is really not looking for trouble. He is right. The old man works for the Tao family in farming. When guests come, he asks questions, which is against the rules and loses his dignity.
Chu Qing didn't take it seriously either. He didn't care much about hierarchy or anything like that, and he didn't take it seriously.
Being idle was also boring. Chu Qing looked around and asked casually: "How much food can this land produce?"
"Young master, it depends on God's attitude. When the harvest is done, the yield will be about one stone per mu. If God loses his temper and suffers from drought, even if the harvest is less than half a stone, there will be years."
Chu Qing made a slight noise. He was very vague about the measurement units of Chang Dynasty, so he just chatted casually.
"Why are there only women, children and old people, but no young adults?"
"There are not many people needed in the fields, so the young men and women have gone to the city to work for some wealthy families and receive subsidies to support their families."
Chu Qing pretended to be casual and asked: "How many young men are there in Zhuangzi?"
"One hundred and eighty people."
There was no need for Chu Qing to take the initiative to ask. When my father-in-law saw that Chu Qing was very talkative and had no airs, he just took care of himself.
"If you don't go to work in the city, you can't be an idle man. We are all poor people. Whoever can raise an idle man and have the strength will always be able to make a living in the city and do any kind of work."
Chu Qing smiled: "You can do any work if you give me money. Is that what you mean?"
"That's natural. Spring has started this year. I don't know what happened. There are disasters everywhere. Food prices are rising again and again. Not to mention giving a small amount of money, even a person who is responsible for food and clothing can work."
Chu Qing's smile grew stronger and he nodded slightly.
While chatting casually, three people came from a distance. In addition to the half-year-old child named Heizi just now, there were two women. One was dressed as a maid and wore a gauze scarf. Her appearance could not be seen clearly, but her figure was beautiful and broad.
Even the showy skirt can't hide her beautiful figure. The other woman is wearing a strong outfit, she is tall and thick, with big arms and a round waist.
Chu Qing looked at it intently, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and instantly looked at the "number".
Let’s talk about the attire first. It’s normal for girls to wear smart clothes. The so-called smart clothes actually have the same meaning as tights. Generally, people who wear such clothes are either fighting or walking on the road to fight.
Just like the Tanma from Qianqi Camp, or the martial soldiers from Jingzhao Prefecture.
Moreover, wearing this kind of clothes is very cheap and gives people a "social person" feeling.
The clothes that people in the Chang Dynasty usually wear are very wide, especially the cuffs, which are like Doraemon pockets. They can hold anything and take out anything. The crotch is also large, like crotchless pants. The same goes for women, even in skirts.
They are also extremely generous.
Let’s talk about appearance, the aunt with the head is walking like a tiger, with her hair tied back casually, revealing a big face. She is not as short as Chu Qing expected, at over 1.6 meters, she is taller than ordinary women, mainly because she is strong, and both
It's almost growing.
The old man turned around, bent down and said respectfully: "Miss, you personally..."
Bihua coughed slightly, and the old man laughed dumbly. He quickly cleared his throat and turned slightly.
Originally, he was saluting and saying hello to the maid behind him, but when he heard Bihua's "hint", it gave Chu Qing and Fu San behind him the illusion that he was saluting Bihua.
Chu Qing really didn't see the clues, but when he heard the name, Bihua mistakenly thought that the eldest lady of the Tao family was really such a rich and powerful woman.
Chu Qing quickly greeted her and saluted: "Chu Qing has met the eldest lady."
When he said this, Chu Qing subconsciously glanced at the maid behind Bihua.
He still couldn't see his face clearly, the veil covered half of his face, but even if only his eyes and forehead were exposed, it was enough to make Chu Qing's heart flutter, and those pair of autumn eyes made people fall deeply into them.
Although Bihua is a tall and rough man, he also looks well-informed and sensible: "Bihua has met Mr. Chu, the young master... As my brother said in the letter, Mr. Chu wants to borrow some bankers' staff?"
"That's right, I'll do some work in the capital and take care of the food."
Originally, Chu Qing was going to ask for salary, but the old man just said that he could take care of the food, so this guy had already begun to show his head towards the black-hearted capitalist.
"Just taking care of the food?"
It was not Bihua who spoke, but the maid behind her, the real Tao Ruolin, the eldest daughter of the Tao family.
"Uh..." Chu Qing's old face turned red: "I'll also give you wages."
"What kind of work do you do, and how much do you get paid?"
"Repair the palace, Taowu Palace, and we will discuss the wages later."
"Taowu Hall?" Tao Ruolin's expression changed slightly, and then she whispered to Bihua: "Miss, this man has no good intentions, drive him away."