Light Keeper

Chapter 336 This Mission Is A Little Difficult 13
Song Shuyun originally wanted to repair it casually, but she invited the villagers to come over to have a look. They said that the adobe of her house was brittle, and one of the pillars was rotten, and it would collapse if the snow was too heavy. , it is better to build a new one in the coming year.

After she sent her away, she sighed softly. She couldn't wait until the next spring to build a house. At that time, it didn't matter if it was built or not. She could still live here for the rest of her life!
Since it is going to be covered, it must be covered now!
Song Shuyun called the child over and said that she was going to build a house.

Dalang Erlang hesitated.

The adobes used to build houses are laid in the spring, and then built after the land has been planted. Now the temperature is not enough, it is difficult to dry the adobes, and the adobes that cannot be dried are not strong!
Of course Song Shuyun knew this, what she wanted to build was not this kind of house, all she needed was warmth this winter!
She shared her thoughts with several children, and the three children heard exclamation marks on their foreheads. They had never heard of a house built like this before!
Song Shuyun was already deeply touched by their ability to accept, and she didn't want to explain more, so she assigned the work directly.

At home, Erlang and Baozhu twisted straw and reeds into straw ropes as thick as a baby's arm.

Song Shuyun and Dalang took a two-wheeled cart to the mountain to cut down a few trees.

When Da Lang was around, Song Shuyun would not take out her long knife, and the speed of the two felling was not fast.

Just use an ax back and forth.

When Dalang is resting, he will dig some wild vegetables and pick some wild fruits.

When Song Shuyun was resting, she would catch two rabbits, take out her unfinished hand crossbow parts and grind them again several times.

The two chopped for several days, and finally got enough wood for Song Shuyun.

And the children in the family also rubbed out a bunch of straw ropes.

Baozhu doesn't like to practice martial arts, as long as she is not allowed to practice martial arts, she is happy to do any work.

Every morning when getting up to fight and practice swords, Song Shuyun had to press hard to complete it.

Song Shuyun finally felt the pressure of helping children with homework here!
But this time the wood was enough, and Baozhu's hard life came again.

Song Shuyun measured by herself, pushed the stone roller to ram the ground by herself, and buried the pillars with stones.

In order to quickly build a house, the load of the house cannot be supported by adobe, but only by pillars.

So each house needs twelve load-bearing columns, four of which have thicker corners, and four load-bearing columns on each wall.

The tenon is punched on the load-bearing column, and four main lumps are used, and the tenons are cut out according to the distance.

When going to the Tuo, Song Shuyun had some difficulty alone, so she asked a few children to help her.

On the lump.Wooden nails were used to add spacers to support the five beams.

The prototype of a wooden house appeared.

At this time, the straw rope prepared before was neatly wrapped around the pillar.

The straw rope was tangled quickly, and Song Shuyun took a wooden stick and a wooden wedge to fix the straw rope.

Then began to pick water and mud.

With straw inside, the plastered wall is stronger!
In the morning, she plastered the wall with a thick layer, and in the afternoon, she lit a fire inside to roast the freshly plastered wall, and let the three children watch to prevent the fire from burning the beams, while she went to the house by herself. Chopping firewood in the mountains, and catching rabbits and pheasants by the way.

Her space is basically filled with firewood!
It is also helpless!
Today, she was preparing to go out to chop wood.

Suddenly heard the sound of 'Dangdang' gong.

The sound was very rapid, and the gong beater went around the whole village several times.

Song Shuyun didn't understand why, and was still a little dazed, but the expressions on the faces of the children changed.

Song Shuyun quickly asked Dalang to go out with her, and routinely asked Baozhu and Erlang to look after the house.

In fact, Baozhu didn't need to tell her at all, anyone who asked her to leave her jerky would be her enemy!
The two went out and walked towards the drying yard.

It was like a village square. If the village head or patriarch had any big or small things to explain, he would beat the gong and call the villagers over.

A lot of people had already gathered on the drying yard, all looking in one direction with apprehensive faces.

There stood several tax officials, more than 20 officers and soldiers, followed by a dozen bullock carts.

The village head and a middle-aged man named Zhang Laojiu followed these people nodding and bowing.

The leading tax officer was a young man, about 20 years old, with a pale face and a thin frame. At first glance, he looked like a frail scholar who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders.

But Song Shuyun didn't underestimate him, because behind him stood a few middle-aged men with well-proportioned skeletons and tall and straight figures. There was an indescribable echo between them. Center, no matter where you attack this person, you will be quickly intercepted by these people.

From Song Shuyun's point of view, these people must be good players in the army.

At this time, the head tax official seemed to be waiting impatiently, urging the village chief.

Next to him was a tax officer holding a booklet, who was confirming something with Zhang Laojiu.

Soon, people from every house in the village were sent over!
The leading tax official first said something, and what he said was that there was a riot somewhere, and the people there were living in dire straits. Now everyone's stability is due to the efforts of the court, so this year's tax should be more.

After speaking, he motioned to the tax officer holding the booklet to announce this year's taxes.

The originally quiet crowd suddenly became noisy when they heard the tax figures. The tax official in charge was a little angry when he saw this, and his face immediately turned ugly.

Seeing this, the village head hurriedly shouted: "Stop making noise, and listen to what Mr. Chen has to say!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing!"

The officers and soldiers on one side also surrounded the villagers.

"What's the noise! ​​If you can't hear your own taxes for a while, you will lose your life if you lose a grain of grain!"

Hearing this, the villagers who were still unconvinced just now turned into quails.

The tax official, whom the village head called Mr. Chen, waited until the crowd quieted down, then gave the tax official with the booklet a wink.

Seeing this scene, the man hastily read on.

When he finished reading, the villagers standing on the drying ground looked like mourners.

Song Shuyun's face didn't change much, after all, she only needs to bring her three children to the beginning of next spring.

Her family harvested about 280 catties of grain on [-] acres of land, about [-] buckets.

The taxes here are all counted according to 'hu', one dendrobium is ten buckets, and her family needs to pay twenty dendrobium taxes!
Zhangzhuang is a relatively wealthy village in this era. After all, the land here is all their own. Even so, the tax revenue is as high as more than [-]%.

One can imagine what kind of life those people without land lived!
And that's just the autumn tax!
Someone in the village is already crying!
There were also two older ones who fainted on the spot when they heard such taxes, and were quickly woken up by the people next to them.

(End of this chapter)