Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Bai Shan and Zhou Man said, "A pharmacist has come to the door. The medical office has already cleaned up. When are you going back to the county?"

Man Bao calculated the time when he came out, and found that he had been outside for nearly a decade, so he sighed: "It's been a long way, that's all, I'll go back tomorrow."

Bai Shan nodded, "When you're in the county seat, help me keep an eye on Song Master."

He said: "During this time, I found that the grain seeds distributed by the previous household, the rice seeds and other bean seeds are fine, and the wheat seeds are basically given to the tenants of the Song family and the Song clan, but some remote villages are basically No new grains can be distributed."

He said: "The situation improved when the county magistrate Lu was there, but judging from the villages I have visited during this time, most of the new wheat seeds are still concentrated among those surnames."

Man Bao asked, "Aren't the rice and bean seeds purchased by the yamen bad?"

"It's not that it's bad, it's just that I don't know how well it can adapt to the environment." Bai Shan obviously has a lot of research on farming, and said, "The yield of grains in a place will become more stable after a long period of circulation. If you want to improve, you need to Try to grow grains from other places, maybe the grains from other places can be extended to produce grains with higher yields. This is one of the reasons why Sinong Temple and the Ministry of Household insist on sending grains to yamen in various places.”

"But the people who farm the land don't want to take this risk," Bai Shan said. "So, it's not only the rice seeds distributed by the yamen, but also the new wheat seeds given to them. Most of them eat them, or they plant the seeds they left behind. ."

Bai Shan had some headaches. Farmers obviously trust their own judgment more than the yamen's.

Of course, Bai Shan can't say that they are wrong, because some grains do not adapt to the local climate after sowing, and thus become very low-yield.

The people are reluctant to take this risk.

The Song family and those families obviously had information from other channels. They knew that the new wheat varieties were good, so they used other methods to allocate a lot of them. Even if the situation improved after the county magistrate Lu took office, he couldn't take it right away. Live down so many miles.

The county magistrate administers the county, in fact, it is more to govern the locality in accordance with the local situation, and to improve the situation within the space that can be manipulated.

Before the release, Yang Heshu once discussed this matter in correspondence with him. Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many smart people are amazing when they read, and they are like a duck in water when they are in the court. But once they get there, they are not smart. ?

Or are they not knowledgeable enough to govern the place?

No, it's just that they did more than the local situation could bear, so they failed.

Yang Heshu knew that the emperor wanted to cultivate Bai Shan, and although there were many problems in Dajin, the biggest problem was the land.

In recent years, the population has grown rapidly due to the national security and peace, and several generations of children have grown up after the national stability. In some places, the existing cultivated land has been almost divided. In addition, the local aristocrats, gentry and aristocratic families will try their best to encircle them. Therefore, land and taxation are the main contradictions in the current Dajin.

Involving land, if you are not careful, you will die.

Therefore, the relationship between county magistrates and local nobles should not be completely opposed. If they cannot complement each other, they must adapt to the situation.

Therefore, even if he knew that these wealthy families in Beihai County were tricky in the distribution of grains, Bai Shan had no intention of pursuing them.

Instead, ignore the past and focus on the future.

Bai Shandao: "This time, the amount of grains distributed by the county government is reversed from the past. In order to ensure that these grains can finally reach the people, I should be in the countryside next time. I don't know what each family is about this allocation. React, so you have to take care of it."

Man Bao responded with a sip, "No problem!"

Man Bao deserved to be forthright. After returning, he went to see Master Song, which made Master Song's back go cold. He couldn't help but ask the corners of his mouth, "Sir, is this...?"

Man Bao showed his standard eight teeth, and complimented him with a hypocritical smile: "Looking at the master bookkeeper Song, he has lost weight. It seems that this time has been very hard."

Master Song couldn't help rubbing his stomach, "...Is it okay? Haruhi has a lot of things to do, so it's more exhausting?"

Man Bao then suggested: "In spring, there is a lot of phlegm and dampness, so Master Song still eats less meat and more vegetables. Haven't many wild vegetables been popping up recently? Don't look at it bitter, it is very effective in nourishing the body. ."

Master Song did not want to eat wild vegetables, which were only eaten by the hungry and the poor, but since Zhou Man said so, he agreed with a smile, but he did not intend to eat them.

After Man Bao stared at him, he began to talk about business, "I heard Master Bai say that your county government has a batch of used tables, chairs and stools. Are they still in the warehouse? Our medical department wants them."

Master Song: "...Sir, those tables and chairs are missing arms and legs. Why do you feel so wronged, just buy new ones."

"You pay?"

Master Song stopped talking, if only one or two sets of desks and chairs would be fine, but at the medical office...

I also know that it can't be done with one or two sets, wood and woodworking, that's a lot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Man Bao sighed and said, "The medical office has to buy medicine next. I have no money, so I can save a little bit. That set of tables and chairs is useless for your county government, so they gave it to our doctor. Sign it."

Master Song said helplessly: "Sir, I can't control this matter alone, why don't I wait for Master Bai to come back..."

Man Bao waved his hand and said, "He has already agreed before coming back. If you don't believe me, go ask Daji and the others. If you think they are my family's guards, you will lean towards me, then you can ask Zhao Wu."

Zhao Wu was the yamen assigned by Bai Shan to Zhou Man. He spoke a lot, but he also knew a lot of dialects.

There are different pronunciations in Qingzhou, but he can speak those dialects. With him, Zhou Man can communicate with anyone without a problem, and he has also learned a lot of local languages.

Master Song was choked, and then woke up. Zhou Man and Bai Shan were husband and wife. Who else could Bai Shan turn to if he didn't turn to her?

Master Song touched his nose and could only say, "Okay."

Man Bao also didn't see the outside, and directly greeted the yamen in the upper yard, "Let's go, help me carry some tables and chairs."

The warehouse was opened, and there were a lot of things piled up inside, including many tables and chairs. Man Bao looked at them and saw that some of the tables and chairs were indeed unstable, and some were missing arms and legs, but many of them just had some scratches. also moved here.

Man Bao took a look, waved his hand, and asked for it all.

Master Song twitched the corners of his mouth. The warehouse was open. He didn't care about some broken tables and chairs and Zhou Man, but that was too much, right?

He said, "Master Zhou, does your medical department use so much?"

Man Bao said: "It's definitely possible. In the future, there will be more people coming to see a doctor, and maybe there will be patients living in the medical office. All these things are needed."

When the tables and chairs were finished, Man Bao reached the tarpaulin piled in the corner and went over to look over it.

Master Song suddenly felt bad. Sure enough, Zhou Manyi stood up and said, "This oilcloth is all dusty here, so give it to me too."

Master Song: "...Sir, what do you want the tarpaulin to do?"

"Blocking herbs, there are too many uses. Anyway, they are all old. You are also putting them away. Why don't you use them for me."

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