After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

"Sir..." Compared to the boldness of Carpenter Yang, Aunt Yang was much more timid.

However, the old county magistrate was not surprised and did not look unhappy. Instead, he asked humbly: "But what did I do wrong?"

I have to say that when two people of different levels talk to each other, they will really be healed by the other person's attitude.

Seeing the adult's attitude and with the secret encouragement from Carpenter Yang, Aunt Yang suddenly became bolder.

"Sir, when you pick the potatoes, you'd better wipe off some of the mud on them! Otherwise... when you weigh them..."

The old county magistrate reacted and looked at Aunt Yang with admiration: "You are also a very honest woman!"

"It's not uncommon for farmers around here to mix some gravel into their grains when they sell them. It's okay to mix some soil into your potatoes."

The old magistrate patted the wet mud stuck on the potatoes and spoke freely.

Every autumn harvest time is the busiest time for everyone.

The collection of grain taxes is always the biggest headache for local officials.

Grain needs to be dried in the sun, so it is inevitable that there will be dirt on it when it is stored.

It's not a big deal.

It’s just that some farmers are careful and will screen the grain carefully, so the grain tastes better when eaten at home.

However, some farmers with low harvests often mix some sand into the rice in order to keep more food for themselves.

As long as such "tricks" are within the permitted scope, officials usually turn a blind eye to them.

The annual harvest of Jiangzhou Prefecture depends entirely on the weather, and low harvests are common.

We can't be so petty and not give those farmers a way to survive!

Therefore, this is an open secret in the officialdom of Jiangzhou.

After hearing this, the old county magistrate sincerely praised Aunt Yang.

"Sir, you have to dig deep when digging these potatoes, otherwise the potatoes with holes will rot easily and won't last long!"

Carpenter Yang looked at the old county magistrate and saw that he was quite skilled in holding the hoe.

Different from those adults who sit in the government office all year round to "understand the people's sentiments".

But the old county magistrate was old after all, and naturally he was not as smooth as the young man in wielding the hoe.

Sometimes you need to use skill when digging potatoes. Otherwise, you won't be able to pick up the potatoes hidden in the soil all at once, and you may even dig out wounds on the potatoes.

Carpenter Yang was so frightened watching from the side that he couldn't help but remind them.

It was the first time for the two old county magistrates to see such food. They were especially delighted when they saw potatoes that were bigger than their fists.

I work harder and harder.

Such scenes are not uncommon in Dayang Village.

Officials of all ranks came to the fields and scattered.

After finding a place, he began to investigate.

Some smart officials asked their accompanying advisors to take out paper and pen to record the matters that needed attention during the potato planting process.

Seeing this, other officials followed suit.

A wave of agricultural learning swept across the land.

On the Bai family's land, Village Chief Yang and the Bai family's people are still accompanying Jiangzhou's biggest "helmsman".

Following behind him was the ruthless and impartial adult.

Seeing that there were fewer people around, Wen Zhao spoke without restraint.

Fortunately, the Bai family has a large territory and is surrounded by officials, so they have nothing to fear.

"Miss Bai, this is the Revenue Officer of Jiangzhou Prefecture, Lord Yu."

Hucao was one of the six ministries and was responsible for managing household registration, land, taxes and other matters.

The fourth-rank official position of the Revenue Department in Kyoto was the same rank as the prefect.

The household officer of the Jiangzhou prefect was a fifth-rank official, in charge of many matters including the finances of the Jiangzhou prefecture.

Lord Yu bowed respectfully to Bai Qingyun, his face still looking stern and impartial.

Bai Qingyun found it a little strange.

Wen Zhao said as if he was not surprised: "He is a money-grubber. He looks at money as if it were his own life!"

"When I wanted to renovate the government office of Jiangzhou Prefecture, I didn't even get a penny!" Lord Wen said this and glared at Lord Yu angrily.

But the man remained unchanged.

Wen Zhao didn't care and whispered to Bai Qingyun, "However, he would always approve things like building canals that benefit the country and the people."

Bai Qingyun nodded and had a general impression of this Lord Yu.

After all, he will be the one in charge of the potato purchase in Dayang Village.

The future income of the villagers in Dayang Village will also be distributed by him.

He was originally a household official, and he had people under him to help him with his work.

But the high yield of grain in Dayang Village is a big deal, and the amount of silver involved is not a small amount.

For this stingy person, it is a matter of life and death.

Naturally I have to come and watch it myself.

Although Lord Wen spoke to Bai Qingyun in a low voice, the voice was just loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Of course, Lord Yu was among them.

The man felt a little embarrassed by Wen Zhao's teasing, and there were some signs of staining on his iron-faced black face, which he then covered up.

"Hmm!" Lord Yu cleared his throat and said, "Today I will also check whether the grain yield is really 1,000 kilograms per mu."

"If there is one pound missing, all the food will be wasted!"

Bai Qingyun felt that it was interesting, as if he was looking at Bao Gong, a man with a hard mouth but a soft heart.

But after hearing this, Village Chief Yang became a little anxious. This was a big matter concerning the people of Yang Village, so how could he not give it up?

Before Village Chief Yang could say anything, he was held down by Grandpa Bai beside him.

Then, Bai Qingyun replied very obediently: "Please rest assured, my lords. These potatoes were dug out in front of your eyes, and they will be weighed under your supervision later."

After saying this, he glanced at Lord Yu and said, "If the yield per mu is less than 1,000 catties, the villagers of Dayang Village will not be able to face the Lords of Jiangzhou!"

After saying this, Bai Qingyun bowed deeply and gave enough face.

Bai Qingyun's words were sincere and powerful, and the two adults were very satisfied to hear them.

I'm afraid no one knows the potato yield better than Bai Qingyun.

Other families didn’t know this, but when Bai Qingyun happened to pass by, he would use the spiritual spring water to irrigate his own fields.

Even the potatoes in other villagers' homes were watered every time.

If the last per-acre yield was around 3,500 kilograms, then this time the per-acre yield of potatoes, with the blessing of the spiritual spring water, will only be higher than this!

The people from the Bai family who went out today were still the same few people. Father Bai led Bai Er and the others to work.

Bai Yi is still teaching her children at home.

After yesterday's experience, Bai Er and his friends dug potatoes quickly and well today.

The two adults looked at it in amazement, and then looked around and saw that other adults had gone down to experience it, and they did not want to be left behind.

The Bai family has a lot of tools, and Bai Qingyun has also prepared a few extra farm tools for them to use.