Zhou Zhoulang has sold out all the tofu, and now he is selling bamboo weaving. He can see the lotus leaf wrapped buns in their arms at a glance. There is no way, the aroma is wafting from there.
Thinking of how expensive the food prices are now, Zhou Zhoulang couldn't help but reprimanded in a low voice, "Don't waste money outside, let's bear with it, and we'll go back in a while, and we'll bring our own dry food tomorrow."
The main reason is that they didn't expect the price of goods in the county to soar, otherwise they must have brought their own dry food.
"By the way, how much is the bun now?"
Saturday Lang: "Two pennies a piece."
"Meat buns?"
"No, vegetarian bag."
Tuesday Lang stared, "Double the price?"
Man Baoxin nodded amusedly, "Second brother, the brother who just sold the buns said that the price of rice has risen to thirty-two yuan."
Zhou Zhoulang was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Eat quickly, and go home after eating."
Anyway, this bamboo weaving can't be sold for a long time, so it's better to go home.
They haven't come out for a long time, and they don't know that the outside world has become like this. They have to go back to the village and tell the old man.
Man Bao grabbed the buns and ate deliciously. After eating and drinking enough, he staggered home on the cart.
Old Zhou Tou heard that the price of food outside was soaring, and after a long silence, he said: "Order some food at home, and save some food."
Man Bao sat beside him, looking up at him with his little head up.
Old Zhou Tou patted her little head and said: "Save a little every day, and save lives at critical times. Man Bao, you are going to suffer."
"I'm not afraid of suffering!" Man Bao said, clenching his fists, "Dad, don't worry, I will make a lot of money."
Old Zhou Tou said sadly: "Sometimes you can't buy food even if you have money. I just hope that the county government will show mercy this autumn and allow us to use money instead of food."
Otherwise, the price of food will only rise but not fall, and they will not be able to buy it even if they have money. Just thinking about the autumn tax that the family has to pay, Lao Zhou couldn't help shaking.
It was at this moment that Lao Zhou felt that it was no good to have more sons in the family, and the autumn tax he had to pay was several times that of other families.
Old Zhou Tou glanced at his sons with some distaste, and frowned sadly.
Man Bao rubbed her shoulder and whispered, "Father, I read in the book that if there is a natural disaster in a place, the court might exempt the tax."
Old Zhou Tou was not very hopeful, and said: "Our village hasn't been washed away, and tax exemption can't be exempted from our place, and..."
What Lao Zhou didn't say was that the autumn tax can be exempted, but the county government can always arrange other donations to take back the tax. Isn't this the case of the 11-year drought in Dade
The head of the village told them that the imperial court exempted them from taxes and grains of the year, and then the county government came down and asked them to pay donations, and the apportioned donations were three times higher than in previous years.
Almost all the waived tax and food were allocated to donations.
Man Bao said proudly: "I asked my friend to tell her father."
Seeing her triumphant look, old Zhou Tou couldn't help being happy, and asked with a smile, "Who is your friend's father?"
"It's the magistrate."
Old Zhou Tou: ...
Magistrate Fu came home in the dark again, his boots were covered in mud, he didn't go to the dining room, but went to wash up first, and then went to the dining room after washing off all the mud on his body.
Seeing his wife leading the children to sit at the dinner table, he frowned and said: "Didn't you say that if I come back late, you just eat first, don't wait for me."
Mrs. Fu served him a meal and said with a smile: "We haven't waited long, and the children also want to eat with you. You must be tired today. Let's sit down and eat first."
County magistrate Fu sat down to eat.
The Fu family has a rule of not talking when eating, so everyone eats quietly. After eating, everyone sits down to drink tea together, and Mrs. Fu asks: "Do you want to go to the village tomorrow?"
County Magistrate Fu sighed, "Tomorrow, I'm going to take a walk around a few villages near Dali Village to determine the loss in that area."
Mrs. Fu felt sorry for him, and muttered: "Let the chief report it, why do you have to go and see it yourself? You see, you go to this village every day, or to that township, and many of them are deep in water and rich in rivers. place, I'm afraid you..."
"The Luojiang River does not connect to the Minjiang River. Although there are some disasters, there are no major floods or the like. Don't worry, I'm fine."
Fu Wenyun took the opportunity to say, "Father, is there a Qili Village next to Dali Village?"
"Yeah, how do you know?" Magistrate Fu recalled at this point, "Your little friend told you, right?"
Fu Wenyun nodded without hiding anything, "She and her brothers came to the city today to sell things."
County magistrate Fu asked her curiously, "What did she say, did she talk about the situation in their village?"
The reason why magistrate Fu remembered Man Bao was because she was very smart and she was still a very young girl.
Fu Wenyun didn't hide anything, she told her father what Man Bao told her, and asked for her: "Father, if there is no food in the autumn harvest, what will they do?"
County magistrate Fu was silent and did not speak. After a while, he put down his tea bowl and got up and said, "You guys rest first, I will go to the front hall first."
The front hall of the Fu family is the county government office.
Magistrate Fu left in a hurry.
Mrs. Fu couldn't help but glared at her second daughter, "Your father finally took a break, so you can't talk to him about happy things, do you have to talk about business at home?"
Fu Wenyun lowered her head.
Fu Wenxuan hurriedly hugged her mother's hand and said with a smile: "Mom, my sister also kindly reminded my father, otherwise if something happens, my father will be even busier."
"Then can't we wait until tomorrow, and how old is your sister, what do you know?"
Mrs. Fu felt that girls should not be involved in such matters, especially since Fu Wenyun was only eleven years old.
In the past, magistrate Fu would not talk about this with his children, especially his two daughters.
But since meeting Zhou Man and Bai Shan last year, Magistrate Fu no longer shy away from talking about these things with the children. The eldest daughter is not interested in these things, and he doesn't want her to listen to them, but the second daughter is interested, so he never Chasing her away, sometimes he talked to the county magistrate, and even called her to the front to make tea.
He has naturally considered what his daughter said this time. In fact, he has discussed it with the county magistrate and others a long time ago, but he has been unable to make up his mind.
Because there are pros and cons.
County magistrate Fu walked to the front hall, but he didn't ask someone to call the county magistrate and others. Instead, he sat behind the desk, and after a long silence, he asked someone to call the master.
Those things were discussed with the county magistrate, county lieutenant, master book, etc., but this time he wanted to hear the opinion of the master.
Because compared to the former, the master is his staff and the most loyal person to him.
The master came very quickly, today he also went down to the village with magistrate Fu, also just had a meal, took a bath, and changed his clothes.
Seeing him coming in, Magistrate Fu closed the door, turned to look at him and said, "Uncle Wen, have you considered what will happen to me after this autumn?"