In Man Bao's words, it was her brothers and sisters-in-law who broke their legs, but there was no rush, the summer harvest hadn't started yet, the most urgent thing was to fix the roof.
The next day, Tuesday Lang and the others went to the village chief's house to borrow a scooter.
People in the village knew that they were going to the city to buy tiles and come back to repair the house. Several people who had taken their money and rice eggs before followed them.
There was no cart, so they carried big bamboo baskets on their backs. When the time came, they could carry them back directly without having to go back and forth several times.
Old Zhou Tou went to talk to the village chief and the elders about planting winter wheat.
Although it's still early, this kind of thing still needs to be prepared in advance. For example, Fei, I have to start thinking about preparations now.
Farming is different from other things. The more people there are, the better, and the bigger the land, the better.
In fact, there are quite a few people who have such an idea, but they haven't made up their minds yet, so no one in the village has mentioned it for the time being.
This time, the old Zhou family raised it first, and many people were moved, but they also had doubts, "Is this kind of winter wheat enough to grow rice next year?"
The yield of rice has always been slightly higher than that of wheat, so if the two can only be grown for one season, everyone will naturally choose to grow rice.
"It's a big deal, everyone should work harder and get more fat." Old Zhou said: "Otherwise, what should we do? Although the rice and wheat have not been harvested this year, the harvest can be seen. I am afraid that after paying the autumn tax There won’t be much left, and we’ll keep eating beans until next summer’s harvest?”
The village head said: "And we don't know what the next year will be like. If it's like this year, will we still be alive?"
Everyone whispered to each other and finally made a decision, "Okay, let's plant winter wheat for one season."
After the matter was settled, everyone was not so entangled, and everyone started talking about other things, "How is Da Zhu's injury?"
"I went to get two more medicines yesterday, and the doctor said that it should be fine after taking it." Then he turned to look at Old Zhou, "How is Da Lang?"
"It's almost fine, but it can't do heavy work yet."
"We can't see the bleeding in the stomach, so we have to be more cautious. If I ask him to rest at home for half a year, he will go to the field after spring."
Old Zhou Tou also planned this way, he didn't know much about medical skills, he just thought about it, this internal bleeding must be caused by something broken inside, in case of this fatigue, the wound is torn open again, they are in the stomach, bleeding They can't see it.
Rural people basically rely on rest and boil to recuperate from illness.
Zhou Dalang is only in his twenties, and the old Zhou is still very afraid that he will fall into the root cause of his illness, and his family lacks everything, but no shortage of people, so he is also planning to let him rest at home more, and when he gets better, he can do light work at home. Save work.
For example, you can do things like harvesting wheat, beans, and rice, but you can’t do heavy jobs like carrying wheat, loosening the ground, and composting.
Old Zhou asked about other people's injuries. Fortunately, except for Zhou Dalang, everyone's injuries were outside, so they could be seen.
In fact, the doctor really wanted to tell them that Zhou Dalang's internal injuries had healed and he was fine.
But people will be frightened by their own imagination, and most people trust their own judgment more.
Those who can easily accept other people's suggestions and think, generally either become a person with soft ears, or become a very powerful person.
For example, today's saint.
Before Zhiren Wei returned, the memorial arrived first.
This is a very long memorial, so long that the emperor needs an hour to read it.
It contains not only disaster relief matters, but also data on casualties in the disaster area, data on money and food consumed in relief, and the disaster situation in various places, most of which are attached with data.
It can be seen that Wei Zhi was very attentive in going to the disaster relief this time.
Of course, the purpose of his discount is not only for this, he wrote so much, but also to apply for tax relief for the disaster area.
Originally, the imperial court planned to exempt the counties under Yizhou from taxation, and the time was given ample, two years.
But this time, Wei Zhi proposed that the counties under Yizhou should be exempted from tax for three years, so as to attract the displaced people to return to their hometowns, and also to attract foreign refugees to enter Yizhou.
Because of the Yizhou flood this time, the casualties were too heavy, and the population loss was serious. If the population could not be attracted, they could only be forced to relocate the population from other places.
Except for Yizhou, Jiannan Road is all tax-free for one year.
The scope of Jiannan Road is too wide, which means that the imperial court will lose part of the tax revenue, and it has to support it.
After all, in addition to handing over part of local taxes to the imperial court, they also have to keep some for their own finances.
If there is no tax, then the court can only allocate funds downward.
Not tax exempt...
Looking at the data submitted by Wei Zhi and the situation in the disaster areas in various places, the emperor couldn't help but sigh.
There is no tax exemption. After one winter, I am afraid that some people will die and some people will be exiled in Jiannan Road.
Collecting taxes is fun for a while, but in the future it will take ten or even a hundred times more effort to gather refugees.
And once a refugee becomes a bandit, the loss will only be greater.
The emperor put down the notebook and said: "Come here, please bring the six ministers."
He pondered and asked, "Where is Wei Zhi?"
The person who sent the letter said: "When I returned to Beijing, Mr. Wei was inspecting Luojiang County. He should be on his way at this time and will arrive in Beijing in a few days."
The emperor nodded slightly, and waved his hand to let the other party back down.
At this time, Wei Zhi showed no sign of returning to Beijing. He was pruning flowers for the Bai family in the yard with a pair of scissors. He felt that it was wrong to cut the flowers. He looked at the row of plants in the flower bed curiously. , asked: "Isn't this ginger?"
Daji, who was standing by the side, smiled and said, "My lord, it's Jiang."
Wei Zhi smiled and said, "The planting is really good. How do your gardeners take care of it?"
Wei Zhi also grows vegetables at home. As a daily necessities, ginger is naturally grown, but it is not as good as here, and he can see that the buried ginger seems to be larger than what he usually eats.
Daji smiled and said, "It wasn't planted by the gardener, it was planted by my young master. Usually weeding and fertilization are done by the young master himself."
"Oh?" Thinking of the children he saw at the banquet yesterday, Wei Zhi smiled slightly, "Your young master still has such hobbies?"
"Yes." Thinking of their young master's hobbies, Daji paused and then smiled, "My young master likes to grow things very much."
Especially like things that can be sold for money.
"Then I'll have to have a good conversation with him later," Wei Zhi said with a smile, "I also like growing things."
After a year of development, Bai Shanbao left a lot of ginger as seeds last year. This year, he not only planted all the flower beds in his yard with ginger, but also requisitioned a piece of land in front of the study, and then developed to occupy the flower beds in the garden. .
Mrs. Liu is very conniving to him in this regard, and let him plant if he wants, even if it makes the house a little smelly.