Datang romantic little landlord

Li Wang was so satisfied with the rare meal, he leaned on the table and didn't want to move.

"Hey, if I can get another cigarette, it's really a god would not change it." Li Wangyou sighed.

In his previous life, he was quite addicted to smoking, so he quit smoking passively after traveling through the Tang Dynasty.But now that he is full of wine and food, he unconsciously wants to smoke again.It's a pity that tobacco is still in South America, and Datang doesn't have it, so I can only think about it.

"Hmph, I hate you smoking the most. Just quit smoking. Hehe, you have nowhere to look for cigarettes anyway." Su Changqing gave him a white look.

Li Wangyou, who was addicted to cigarettes, stood up full of melancholy: "Come on, let's go to bed early, we will move the day after tomorrow and return to Dingzhou Village."

In the early morning of the third day, Li Wangyou and others moved out of the Li Mansion, completed the handover procedures with the people from the county government, and then boarded a hired ox cart and drove towards Dingzhou Village.

It is said that King Wen of Zhou once implemented benevolent government here and lived with the people, thus establishing the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty for 800 years, so it was named Dingzhou Village.

Dingzhou Village is located at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, with the Gan River in the north and Shouyang Mountain in the back.Twenty miles away from Huxian County, the traffic is quite convenient.

But Dingzhou Village is notoriously poor in Hu County, with barren land and limited output.Every year, the county government of Huxian County has a hard time collecting the rent here, because there is really no money.

Since the Li family in Hu county got rich, they have moved away from Dingzhou village as if they had fled. They are really poor.

Li Wangyou and Su Changqing were sitting on the rickety bullock cart, both of them looked at the surrounding scenery with great curiosity.

It was already early spring at this time, and diligent farmers had already begun to plow the fields in the farmland on both sides of the road, preparing for spring sowing.

However, Li Wangyou noticed that there were many larvae jumping in the clods dug up by the farmers, while some farmers were burning incense and worshiping at the edge of the field, so he couldn't help being curious.

"Li Heng, why are there those little bugs in the soil? What are those people worshiping?"

"Back to my lord, those are locust larvae. Hey, there was heavy rain last year, but this year's spring has not rained. I'm afraid it will be a year of severe drought. Those farmers are worshiping the locust god, hoping that there will be no locust plague." Li Old Heng glanced at the locust larvae jumping around in the field, and sighed.

"Locusts?" Li Wangyou was stunned, feeling as if he had overlooked something.

In the second year of Zhenguan, the plague of locusts...

He suddenly remembered that he had read in a book that during the second or third year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, a large-scale locust plague broke out in Guanzhong, and the locusts rose up.There was severe drought and famine in the Guannei area, and many people sold their sons and daughters in exchange for food.

Thinking of this, Li Wangyou couldn't help being a little stunned, and looked at the densely packed locust larvae scurrying around in the field with fear.

The reason why Li Wangyou remembered this was because he read in the book that Li Er caught a locust and ate it directly because of the locust plague, saying that the people live on food, and if you eat food, you are harming the people.After Li Ersheng ate the locusts, the locusts no longer caused a disaster.

Li Wangyou felt that it was the mythical Li Er, and even argued with others about it, saying it was a show, so he remembered it deeply.

It is now February of the second year of Zhenguan, but Li Wangyou remembered that according to historical records, March was the time when the large-scale locust plague in the pass began to break out.

In March of the second year of Zhenguan, locusts in Guannei; in June, locusts in Gyeonggi eat crops.In May of the third year of Zhenguan, locusts in Xuzhou; in autumn, locusts in De, Dai, Kuo and other states.

032 Dingzhou Village

Thinking of the scene where there was no harvest in the fields and the common people sold their children and daughters for food, Li Wangyou shuddered.

It seems that the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty is not so beautiful.

What will happen to my family of four?

In fact, it is not difficult to exterminate locusts. The reason why locust plagues can become disasters in ancient times is because the ancients were superstitious, calling locusts a punishment from heaven, and dared not take action to exterminate locusts.

Every time there is a locust plague, the people are bound by superstition and dare not hunt and kill locusts.But they set up sacrifices, burned incense, and worshiped beside the fields, watching helplessly as large tracts of crops were devoured by locusts.

As long as the people can be convinced that locusts can be hunted and killed, in fact, locust plagues will at most cause a reduction in production and will not become a catastrophe of famine.

Thinking of this, Li Wangyou suddenly understood Li Er a little bit. Perhaps in history, it was because Li Er took the lead in eating locusts that the Tang officials and people dared to cull the locusts, thus eliminating the plague of locusts.

Hey, I can't wait for Li Er to kill the locusts. At that time, the price of food in Guanzhong will soar. If I really wait until then, the four members of my family will probably be hungry.

I am also a pig brain, why didn't I think of this matter long ago?

Li Wangyou looked sad and thought about his thoughts. In the early years of Zhenguan, the price of grain was still high, and it cost 360 yuan to buy a bucket of rice.A bucket of rice is about ten catties, and the four of them can eat for four or five days without saving.

It is not sure when the locust plague will end, but based on one year's grain storage, the family of four needs to store at least [-] to [-] buckets of grain to survive the locust plague in the second year of Zhenguan.

That is to say, at the current grain price, I need at least [-] copper coins to store enough grain.

This does not include salt, meat, vegetables, etc., all of which are estimated to cost [-] to [-] yuan to buy food reserves that can support their family of four for a year.

If I had known that the [-] mu of fertile land yesterday should not have been returned to the debt-paying county government, even if it was sold at a discount, I could still get about [-] yuan. How much grain can I buy?

If you hoard a batch of grain and sell it after the locust plague has doubled the price of grain, wouldn't you make a lot of money?The 200 million gongs owed to the county government cannot be paid off in minutes.

Thinking of this, Li Wangyou despised himself again in his heart.

People who make a fortune by reselling grain in a catastrophic year should be struck by lightning, and they can't do this kind of thing.

But with the famine, the original plan to make wine to make money must not work.

People can't afford to eat, how can they use the precious grain to make wine?If you really do that, you will be punished by God.

But if you don't make wine, what should you do to earn a huge sum of 200 million yuan within a year?

Seeing Li Wangyou suddenly frowning and not speaking, Su Changqing couldn't help asking with concern: "Wangyou, what are you thinking about?"

Li Wangyou smiled wryly, leaned into Su Changqing's ear, and whispered to her what he had just thought of.

Knowing that locust plagues will soon break out, and even famine is approaching, Su Changqing couldn't help covering his mouth and whispering.

"Wangyou, this is not a joke, are you sure?"

Li Wangyou nodded sadly, he very much hoped it was fake.Just looking at the locust larvae jumping around in the fields now, one can see how terrifying the plague of locusts will be in a month's time.

"Then what should I do?" Su Changqing nervously held Li Wangyou's hand, her palm was cold, she thought of the disaster and famine scenes in later generations of film and television works, and shuddered.

"If I think about it again, there will be a solution." Li Wangyou comforted her, but she was still thinking.

Now they only have a total of seven or eight pennies, how long can they last if they use all of it to buy food?Not to mention that he still has to repay that huge debt within a year.

Li Wangyou started to have a headache. It was the first time he was really worried after traveling for several days. He was at a loss for the way ahead.

It was only [-] miles from Huxian County to Dingzhou Village, but the dirt road was so dilapidated that the bullock cart drove so hard that Li Wangyou wondered if his ass was cracked.

The bullock cart swayed on the loess road for more than an hour, and finally arrived at Dingzhou Village at the foot of Shouyang Mountain.

Dingzhou Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and life is peaceful.

The village is backed by Shouyang Mountain in the Qinling Mountains, and the majestic green hills are dotted with clouds and mist on the mountainside, which is fascinating.The village is surrounded by farmland, exuding the fragrance of the soil, and a leisurely pastoral scenery.

After arriving at Dingzhou Village, Li Wangyou's mood also improved. He was about to talk to Su Changqing, but he saw that there was a villager at the entrance of the village who had been waiting for a long time.

Although Dingzhou Village is poor, it is also a large village. There are more than a hundred households in the village, and there is only one village chief.The village chief, that is, the village head, is mainly responsible for maintaining the law and order of the village.

Dingzhou village is an old man whose surname is Qian.