Transmigrated into the Pastoral Scenery

Shen Junxi got the money and went back to the yard to find Song Jingwei.It so happened that his father Shen Dongming was also there, talking with Song Jingwei.

"Hey, Brother Xi got the money? So much?" Shen Dongming was a little surprised when he saw a whole lot of money. You must know that although the Yang family is soft-tempered, the means of managing money are ruthless and picky.

Song Jingwei got the money and said, "Who has children around here? Do you know?"

Shen Dongming smiled and said, "The bastard next door will do, I'll do it."

In this case, Song Jingwei gave the list and money to Shen Dongming.

His father went out, and his wife also entered the house. Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, Shen Junxi went back and continued feeding the pigs.Those hogweeds were cut a few days ago, they were not cut the day before yesterday and yesterday, Shen Junxi planned to go out this morning.

After Yang had fed her dozens of chickens, she was ready to go out with cloth and money. When she passed the yard, she said to Shen Junxi: "Mother is going out to find a tailor, come back before noon, you and your wife should stay at home well, you understand?" ?”

Shen Junxi waved his hand, not minding that Mrs. Yang treated her like a child.It's just that Mrs. Yang has gone out, he can't go out again, and can't leave Song Jingwei at home alone.

After a while, Song Jingwei opened the window and called into the yard: "Shen Junxi, come in."

The second time this morning, it came so unexpectedly that it still surprised Shen Junxi, and then he entered the room anxiously and expectantly... Because he couldn't tell whether Song Jingwei's tone was good or bad, he was nervous.

"You know how to write, don't you?" Seeing someone come in, Song Jingwei gave up his seat, pointed to a piece of written paper on the table, and said, "Copy it for me, fifty copies." Don't look at the copy The number is a bit much, but the content is very simple, only a few short lines.

"Yeah." Shen Junxi nodded in response without looking at it.

Song Jingwei gave him the seat, stood up and watched him write.His handwriting is indeed better than his. It is the original ancient brush calligraphy, and modern people can't write that charm.

The whole morning was spent on those fifty certificates.Song Jingwei was idle by the side, went to the kitchen to wash the teapot and cups, and took them to the room to make tea.

Occasionally, Shen Junxi was distracted. He was taken aback when he saw the teacup at hand, and a stream of steaming water was poured into the cup. The tea color was gentle and clear, and the aroma was pleasant. It was a good green tea left by Qingming.

"Drink when you're thirsty." Song Jingwei picked up the tea and tasted it on his own.

"En." Shen Junxi stared at him for a long time with bright eyes.

Song Jingwei raised his eyebrows and said, "Quick copy, I'll have it before noon." He asked the villagers to try to come over at noon today, thinking that they would take those fields at once.

"Yeah." Shen Junxi didn't dare to delay, he buried his head in his pen and wrote quickly. After writing two strokes, he stopped, drank his tea first, and then continued to write.

Smacking his mouth twice, he was delighted again, his wife's tea making skills are not as good as his...

Before noon, the copying of fifty certificates was finished, and Mrs. Yang came back.From the butcher in the village, she bought a catty of fat meat and a catty of lean meat, and made lunch for the family of four.Fry the fat meat out of lard, and cook some with vegetables.Slice the lean meat into thin slices and make a loofah soup.

The two catties of meat cost [-] Wen, and Yang's heart ached.But heartache is heartache, she is not the kind of stubborn person.Since the daughter-in-law asked and gave the money, she followed suit.

After lunch, the whole family drinks tea to digest food.Not long after, people came to the yard one after another.Shen Dongming looked around, got up and opened the door: "They must be here."

There are a total of 22 tenants renting the Song family's fields, and 30 tenants came at noon today, which is quite complete.They learned from the mouths of the eight tenants that day that Song Jingwei planned to hire long-term workers with the Gao family's [-] taels of silver per person per year. This news is too tempting.

When everyone entered the courtyard and saw Song Jingwei, they all expressed hesitation, excited and nervous expressions.

Song Jingwei said: "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to come here. You must have heard what I want to say next. That's right, I want to take back the 150 mu of land that I leased to you, and I want to hire you as long-term workers."

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, a man couldn't help but interjected and asked, "Is it true that 30 taels of silver per person per year?"

Song Jingwei nodded and said, "It's true, as long as you meet the standards of a long-term worker, you will have 30 taels of silver."

The faces of the 30 tenants showed relief and joy. Thirty taels was too much. Some of them could not earn 20 taels for a whole year of hard work.As for the standard of that long-term worker, they have heard it from others, so what's the problem?Those who work in the fields are not diligent and strong.Only Sun Laizi and Sun Zhengna, uncle and nephew, were exceptions.

"Everyone knows that the two-year lease for this land is not yet due. If I want to take it back immediately, I will have to pay liquidated damages." Song Jingwei said: "Now let's talk about the issue of liquidated damages." He has a list, The number of acres of land per person and household is marked on it: "I saw a lease contract with the village chief last night, which stated that the defaulter should compensate a quarter of his annual income."

The tenants nodded and were very happy to hear that there was compensation. This is true, but they never thought that there would be a breach of contract. They said, "Then we only have a small harvest in the first half of this year. How will the income be calculated?"

Song Jingwei said: "According to the previous year, you report your real income to me. I have a certificate here. If you sign it, I will give you money."

Does this mean that you can get the silver right away?

The villagers were all simple peasants, and they all said after hearing the words: "Then sign, our family's income last year was 22 taels of silver."

"My family has little land, it's 15 taels."

"My family has seven acres of land, 20 taels."

"My family has five acres, and my income last year was 18 taels."

Song Jingwei asked Shen Junxi to take out the certificates, and lined up to sign them one by one. There was a small box next to it, which contained some broken silver.If you sign a name, you will be compensated according to your income. It didn't take long for the eighteen people's certificates to be signed.

"Since everyone has signed and the money has been received, I hope you will vacate the land quickly. I will start work as soon as possible, and you can get your wages as soon as possible."

Everyone said: "That's natural, we can't make any money from planting that little land, so it's better to get 30 taels a year." They said full of loyalty: "When we go back, there will be vacant land, and we will never occupy Master Song's property. It's cheap, after all, we haven't paid the rent this year, it seems that the villagers are very reasonable, Song Jingwei said: "Thank you all, if possible, I want to build a new house in the near future, and the foundation can be dug tomorrow as soon as possible .When the time comes when you need to come to work, are you willing to sign a long-term employment contract with me now? "

When the villagers heard that they could go to work the day after tomorrow, they were naturally very willing, but they asked, "Master Song, how often do you get paid as a long-term worker?"

Song Jingwei replied: "Pay half of the current month every month, and pay in full at the end of the year. If there are special circumstances, you can consider advance payment."

"This is good, that's good, we are all willing to work!" The tenants said one by one.

"However, the long-term employment contract has not been written yet. How about everyone coming back at this time in two days? Anyway, we will not officially start work until the day after tomorrow." Not only did the contract not be written, but also the architectural design of the house was not done, and the schedule was tight. .Song Jingwei realized this and began to reflect on himself, he didn't want to get stomach cancer again.

"Alright, we can do whatever you want, Young Master Song, and we'll come back at this time in two days." Everyone said with smiles on their faces while carrying money.

"Well, it's decided like this." After talking about these things, Song Jingwei paid attention to the number of people who came today. He said: "There are 22 families on my list, and eighteen of them came today. Two of them didn't come. I know, but what about the other two?"

Everyone scratched their heads and thought for a while, "In addition to Sun Mangzi and Sun Zheng, there is also Wu Xi's family at the end of the village, his brother Wu Fu's family." Some people wondered: "Why don't they come? They can't be the same as Sun Mangzi's uncle and nephew, right?" Want to be a rogue?

"No, no, they are all honest people." Said the man who had contacts with the Wu family brothers.

"Maybe it was not notified." Song Jingwei thought about it and said, "Whoever of you is more familiar with the Wu family brothers, if you see it, bring a letter."

Everyone nodded and agreed: "Okay, if you see it, you must tell him."

"Okay." Song Jingwei said: "Then I won't keep everyone, everyone will come back tomorrow."

The villagers all said yes, and asked a few questions uneasy before leaving in a mighty way.The courtyard of the Shen family was finally empty, and there were three members of the Shen family... no, it should be called four members.

They watched Song Jingwei complete a major event with a few words, and they were really shocked. This is the feeling of doing a major event.

However, the money spent is enough to make people feel distressed for several days.

"Take these things back, and start writing the long-term contract for me now." Song Jingwei said to Shen Junxi while packing up his things.

"En." Shen Junxi nodded and helped him clean up.I wrote all morning this morning. Although my hands were a little sore, I still didn't think about refusing, or postponing writing a little bit.

In the afternoon, the two locked themselves in the room, writing quietly.From time to time there was a knocking sound outside the yard. It is estimated that Shen Dongming's thatched shed is almost ready.

Song Jingwei shook the hand holding the pen and drew the construction design for an hour, his hands were sore.He couldn't help thinking of Shen Junxi, who had written longer than him.He said: "Stop writing, go out and help your father, and write tomorrow morning." Although he used to be a workaholic boss, he stayed in the hospital for a year and vowed long ago that he would never be a workaholic again.

Shen Junxi raised his head from his concentration, revealing a brilliant spirit that was as inconspicuous as a star flower, but full of vitality.

The author has something to say: [Student] Song Jingwei: Copy homework for me! (?????) っ〔Schoolmaster〕Shen Junxi: Yes! O(∩_∩)O～