Chapter 165

After a delicious game, Jiang Wan took a nap in the courtyard. When she got up again, Mr. Qi asked to see her.

He brought over the account book of the farm and made a settlement with Jiang Wan: "there are 800 mu of sloping land, 700 mu of sandy land and 500 mu of wheat fields in the farm... All of them are rented to the tenants near the farm..."

As he spoke, he spread the account in front of Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan turned over the account book a little, and found that the handwriting on it was neat, obviously copied.

Mr. Qi continued: "there are fruit trees growing on the slope, peanuts and melons growing on the sand, and the wheat growing well in the good fields... There are probably thousands of silver earnings every year..."

In the Daliang Dynasty, the expenses of ordinary people were only ten or twenty taels of silver a year, and the income of her farm was thousands of taels of silver a year!

In addition to the rents of the shops in the capital, Jiang Wan knew what it meant to him even if he didn't have the common affairs.

She looked at Xiao Ruixuan gratefully and said that those hard pressed days are finally gone, right?

In a happy mood, Jiang Wan gently closed the account book. Just as he was preparing to thank Mr. Qi, he found that he had a face full of desire to talk and stop.

"But what else do you want to say?" Jiang Wanrou asked in a thin voice, "I hope Mr. Qi doesn't have to be an outsider with me."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qi got up from the small stool he was sitting on and offered his hand to Jiang Wan, saying, "I heard recently that a family surnamed Luo in the east of the village wants to sell their 300 mu of well growing wheat fields."

"Since it's growing well, why sell it?" Jiang Wan also looks at Xiao Ruixuan. She clearly remembers that in this ancient society, land was the first-hand means of production, and ordinary people didn't want to do it unless they had to.

"The old master of the Luo family used to be an official, but when the old master went last year, the Luo family couldn't afford the land tax, so they wanted to monopolize the land." Mr. Qi replied.

How can you not afford to pay the land tax when you grow well?

Is it because the tax is too high? Or are they exaggerating?

"Mr. Qi, have you ever seen that 300 mu wheat field?" Jiang Wan thought for a moment and asked, "is it really growing well as the Naro family said?"

After listening to this, Mr. Qi smiles, but only two words. This kind-hearted young cabinet leader's wife can hit the point, and it seems that she is not a fool.

"The same piece of land, some people can produce 100 Jin of wheat, some people can only produce 80 Jin of wheat," Mr. Qi said with a smile. "The field is good, but I look at them as if they don't know how to plant it."

On hearing this, Jiang Wan knew that Mr. Qi had a plan in mind, so she asked with a smile, "how much do they want for an acre?"

"Now the average field on the market is five Liang silver per mu. The price of their family is a little higher. If it's three hundred mu, it's about two thousand Liang." Mr. Qi said, "the price is a little expensive, but this opportunity is rare."

Two thousand Liang is almost the income of the farm for two years. No wonder Mr. Qi is a bit uncertain.

Jiang Wan also looked at Xiao Ruixuan, but he didn't think that Xiao Ruixuan put on an expression of "you are the master of your farm", and didn't want to show any attitude at all.

Thinking that he was leaning against the palace of King Jin and had other farmhouses and shops in his hand, he didn't have to spend the money on the farmhouse of Wanping, so he said with a smile to Mr. Qi: "since Mr. Qi thinks such an opportunity is rare, we should not miss it. It's just that this matter bothers Mr. Qi a lot." Mr. Qi said "should, should" and said goodbye.

Did not think the next day, uncle but with another person rushed to the Grange.

"For me?" Jiang Wan, who is preparing to go down to the field to pick melons with Aunt Li, seems to be unprepared.

"Yes, listen to uncle said, it seems to have brought a shopkeeper Li," came to report the clove and she said, "said the lady, you entrusted him yesterday has settled."

So fast!

Jiang Wan could not help but marvel at the efficiency of the financial uncle

.

She took off the hat on her head and handed it to Xia Yi, saying, "go and tell Aunt Li that she doesn't have to wait for me."

And Ding Xiang said: "go, let's meet Uncle Li and the shopkeeper Li for a while."

"But... Madam..." clove looked at Jiang Wan's dress and reminded, "do you have to change your clothes?"

When Jiang Wan looked down, he found that he was still wearing a short fight ready to go down to the ground. Like a farmer, he also showed half of his leg and stomach outside.

When she finished everything and went to the front yard to see Uncle Li, Uncle Li and shopkeeper Li had already had two rounds of tea.

Jiang Wan was full of apologies and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

It's not the first time that the financial uncle has dealt with Jiang Wan. Naturally, he knows that she is not a person who loves to carry. So he takes the initiative to Introduce Manager Li to Jiang Wan: "this is manager Li of Liji silk and satin shop in Beijing."

Shopkeeper Li looks as old as Uncle CAI. He's a little fat, but he's not as big as Uncle CAI. He's dark purple and silk

When I raise my hand and raise my feet, I can see the style of a big shopkeeper.

Jiang Wan nodded to him with a smile.

But the shopkeeper Li was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the lady Shizi whom the financial manager mentioned to him looked so young, but she was 15 or 16 years old, like a child who had just grown up.

But on second thought, Emperor Shizi of Jin was only 18 years old. Isn't his wife that old?

But even so, he did not dare to neglect, but to open the door and said: "excuse me, madam, whether you are the descendant who knows the color silk embroidery."

"Colorful silk embroidery?" Jiang Wan, who lived in the Daliang Dynasty for two generations, said it was the first time he had heard of it.

The shopkeeper Li did not show disappointment, but took out two handkerchiefs, which Jiang Wan gave to his uncle yesterday.

"Please tell me who embroidered these two handkerchiefs?" Shopkeeper Li asked sincerely, "the needling technique above is the colorful silk embroidery that has been lost in the past ten years."

"Shopkeeper Li is really joking." Jiang Wan took the two handkerchiefs, took them in her hand and looked at them again. "In addition to the more beautiful and detailed color matching

I don't see any difference between this and the embroidered handkerchief I've ever seen. "

"It is this color matching that is the characteristic of colored silk embroidery." The shopkeeper Li explained patiently with a smile, "it's just that this kind of complicated embroidery method only appeared in the embroidery village in the south of the Yangtze River before, but the embroidery village was destroyed in a fire ten years ago, and most of the xiuniang in the embroidery village was killed and injured. Since then, I have never seen this kind of embroidery method again. It's not until my wife asked the treasurer to bring these two embroidered handkerchiefs that I remember."“ Ten years ago? I'm afraid shopkeeper Li has found the wrong person. " Jiang Wan frowned and thought to herself that Su Niang was the one Jiang Chuanzhong rescued from his post in Shaanxi eight or nine years ago. How could she have been the embroidery Niang in Jiangnan embroidery village?