Chapter 33

When the crowd approached, Li forgot to worry and was surprised to find that these villagers were holding all kinds of things in their hands.

There are eggs, live chickens, mountain goods, and some people help Li Heng and Peilan start moving things from the ox cart.

"Hehe, don't be surprised, Xiao lang. these are the villagers of Dingzhou village. Everyone is here to meet you."

Welcome yourself?

Li Qieyou was even more stunned. What's his virtue and ability?

Why did so many people come to meet him when a young man moved back from Huxian to Dingzhou village?

Seeing that most of these villagers are dressed in shabby clothes, but they still send so many things to themselves makes him even more uneasy.

Moreover, Li forgot to worry and was surprised to find that many middle-aged men in Dingzhou village have physical disabilities, and there are not a few who lack arms, legs or are blind.

Without time to think about the reason, Li forgets worry and bows around: "forgetting worry doesn't dare disturb you. Thank you, thank you. Please take these things back."

"Xiao Lang, this is what I want from the villagers of Dingzhou village. I hope Xiao Lang won't refuse." for Li forgetful words, the villagers just smiled simply and honestly, but didn't answer. Only the old village was smiling and answering.

"How does this make it."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. They will all be their own people in the future. Why not?"

Su Changqing was also stunned by the enthusiasm of the villagers in Dingzhou village, but she couldn't figure out the situation and could only help carry utensils into the old house.

Many people are easy to handle. The few things on the ox cart were all moved into the old house in a moment, and the things sent by the villagers were stacked in the main room.

After all this, the villagers simply smiled and nodded at Li forgetful, and then dispersed one after another, leaving only the old village alone.

Li forgot to worry and invited the old village into the main room. He told Peilan to boil water. Then he arched his hand at the old village: "Qian village, please tell me why."

"When Li Gong was alive, he took good care of the villagers of Dingzhou. This is also a little of everyone's intention. Xiao Lang, don't refuse again. Alas, it's a pity that Li Gong went early, and we didn't expect to repay him."

The words of the old village made Li forget his worries, but he smiled bitterly.

It turned out that when Li Zhou was alive, although Li's clan moved away from Dingzhou village, Li Zhou took more care of the village. Because of the poor land in Dingzhou village, he also tried to ask the county government to reduce the rent of the village, which made the villagers remember his good.

Unfortunately, Li Zhou couldn't change the barren situation of Dingzhou village. Although he could help for a while, he couldn't help for a lifetime. Dingzhou village is still barren.

Dingzhou village has 127 families and 563 people.

The village is backed by Shouyang mountain of Qinling Mountains and adjacent to Ganhe River in the north.

Because the land is poor, especially the land near the river beach is saline alkali land, it is impossible to grow things at all.

The average yield per mu of Dingzhou village is less than one stone and ten buckets of grain. In Datang, the average yield per mu is about 1.5 stone, a total of 15 tons of grain.

Dingzhou village is located at the foot of Shouyang mountain, with less arable land, and the average household is about 20 mu.

Twenty acres of land and five or six acres of mulberry fields are used to plant mulberry, elm and jujube trees.

In other words, the annual income from hard farming of Dingzhou village is only 14 or 15 stone grains.

However, the 14-5 stone grain still needs to be rented. There are two stones of grain, two feet of silk and three liang of cotton.

The rest of the grain is just enough for a peasant household. If there is a slight natural and man-made disaster, it will be impossible to live.

Li began to understand why to see the children in the village wear rags, and even a lot of half of the kids ran bareheaded.

One word, poor!

The old village was waiting for Ai Ai to speak for a long time. Unexpectedly, he wanted to ask whether Li forgets to worry about whether he can ask the county to reduce or exempt some taxes on rent transfer.

In the eyes of the old village, Li Jiabi is a big family.

Li Zhou has supervised Huxian for many years. He wants to have a lot of contacts. Although Li Zhou has died, when Li forgets his worries, he may be able to ask the Ming government to reduce or exempt some taxes for the village.

Looking at the expectant face of the old village, Li forgot to worry. His lips trembled a few times and didn't speak.

What can he say?

Tell Lao Murakami there's no way to introduce himself? Tell Lao cunzheng that he still owes 1.62 million yuan? I'm afraid such a huge debt can scare the old man to death.

Not to mention the coming locust disaster, that is the disaster of destruction!

Li forgot to worry and shook his head sadly

I'm afraid the poor farmers in Dingzhou village have no way to live together with the plague of locusts. What can they do?

Originally, he only wanted to find a way to make money and hoard a batch of food for his four people within a month, but now Li forgets to worry a little when he looks at the eggs and mountain goods piled in the main room.

Dingzhou village is so barren that almost all the villages are thatched houses built of yellow mud, and most of the villagers are in rags. Even the clothes of the old village are covered with patches.

It can be seen that the villagers are living in a difficult life, but they still send so many things to him, just to thank Li Zhou for his hard work.

Li Lianyou even saw that many children in the village were drooling when they saw those eggs.

He is also a child who grew up in the countryside and knows the hardships of the farm. Although later generations of rural areas will not have enough to eat, he knows the thoughts of the villagers.

Take these eggs for example. It is estimated that they are reluctant to eat at all. They have to take them to Huxian County for money, so those children are so greedy.

They really haven't tasted eggs

The old village didn't know, nor did the simple villagers. Their enthusiastic move almost forced Li forget his worries to a dead end.

Li forgets to worry. This man has clear love and hate. Whoever treats him well, he will return it thousands of times. At the same time, this product is also a character of vengeance. If you provoke him, hum, the black man can bear revenge for a lifetime.

Dingzhou village, 127 families, 563 people, a huge and incomparable heavy burden

If there were no plague of locusts, Li Qieyou was convinced that setting up a wine workshop or other industries would definitely make Dingzhou village the richest village around Chang'an in a short time.

If there were no locust plague, he still had all kinds of ways to make money in his mind, which could make these villagers live a good life and turn himself into a leisurely small landlord.

This damn plague of locusts!

This son of a bitch! Who said it was the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty?

Li forgot to worry and finally said nothing in the expectant eyes of the old village. He just promised to help the villagers find a way to plead with the county government.

Such empty promises have made old Murakami smile.

After the old village said goodbye, Su Changqing came out of the back hall and knelt down gently next to Li forgetful.

"Forget your worries, what do you do now?" Su Changqing had fully understood the situation they were about to face, and she was at a loss.

Li forgot to worry and grabbed his hair depressed: "I don't know. Help me think about how to make money quickly in addition to making wine?"

Raid homes and plunder houses, Su Changqing frowning: "perfume? Glass burning? Open the restaurant? But these are not short-term benefits. You can't go out and get a house."

"I've robbed my family. I'm so small now. It's good not to be robbed by others." Li forgetful said unhappily. His 16-year-old body is not as tall as a beautiful boss. It's a failure!

"What should I do? By the way, I remember you said you could paint? Why don't you paint for money? The income of painters in the Tang Dynasty seems to be good?" Su Changqing blinked her beautiful eyes and came up with another bad idea.

"Miss, I was bragging with you. I only learned sketch in high school, but I can't draw traditional Chinese painting. Besides, even if I can draw, I can't compare with these ancients. Who can I sell this painting to?" Li forgets worry weakly replied.

"Well... Why don't you sell that makeup mirror?"

"Let me think again. We can still live. We're suffocated by urine. We agreed not to sell the mirror."

Li forgot to worry and thought about it, but suddenly he saw Li Heng cleaning things in the yard and writing something on the account book with a charcoal pen.

charcoal crayon? Sketch?

A flash of lightning flashed through Li's mind. It seems that this is really OK!

He carefully looked at Su Changqing, who was thinking hard, and hid the idea in his heart.

I dare not let the beauty boss know about it. It seems a little ashamed!