This land was contracted by me [farming]

There are not many mushrooms in the cotton field. Later, some children knew that there was a delicious fruit growing in this field, so they also came to look for it.

Whenever someone finds one, they will jump up happily, cheering like their companions.

Then he ate it under the envious eyes of his companions.

Mrs. Wang's daughter found more than others because she searched first.The child was innocent and simple, and carefully gave Zhao Keran all the mushrooms that were wrapped in his clothes.

Zhao Keran didn't want it at all, and he wasn't short of it.

But thinking that the three little ones at home hadn't eaten, they asked for some, and they didn't want anything else.

The little girl suddenly lost her mind and looked at her mother.

Lady Wang nodded, motioning her daughter to accept it.The little girl took back half of the mushroom fruit with a smile on her face, and said thank you sir softly.

On the way back, Hong Feng and Zhao Keran shared his thoughts with Zhao Keran, "Master Zhao, the old man thinks that after the cotton is harvested, it will be made into quilts, coats, boots and socks.

Do you think it is feasible to set aside a part of the cloth shop to sell cotton products exclusively? "

Zhao Keran thought it was good, "According to Patriarch Hong's words, and the cloth village is directly secluded from the area, there is no need to bother to find a place for decoration, which can save a lot of time.

These cotton products can also be put on the market earlier. I only hope that more people can wear cotton clothes and quilts this winter. "

Last year, there were not many people who died of freezing due to Kang, which is also compared with previous years.

At that time, Fang Zhongyuan was the one who counted the number of frozen deaths. He was afraid that Zhao Keran would feel uncomfortable looking at these figures, so he didn't let him know the specific figures.

Zhao Keran accidentally saw it when he was looking for information about the old people in Jingyang for Qin Lingnan.

Hey, it's useless to talk, and it's useless to be depressed.None of this can change the fact that the people are suffering from the cold. He can only do something within his ability.

It's good to have a clear heart.

Hong Feng knew that Zhao Keran wanted everyone to wear cotton clothes this winter.

He has to carefully consider the price.

Seeing that Hong Feng was silent, Zhao Keran frowned, his lips moved slightly, but there was no sound, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Hong Feng's fingers moving slightly along with his lips. After thinking about it, he probably understood what Hong Feng was doing.

This person is trying to figure out how to reduce the cost of cotton products without letting himself lose too much.

Zhao Keran smiled silently, he pressed Hong Feng's slightly moving hand, and interrupted Hong Feng's half-calculated account.

"Master Hong, business is business. I have seen how much effort you have put into this cotton field this year.

It doesn't matter if it is more expensive, as long as it is not ridiculously expensive.

Nowadays, cotton production is still very little. Except for my few acres of land in Jingyang, you are the only one who is planting it.

Due to the scarcity of raw materials, there is a reason why it is expensive in the first few years.

It will be better if there are more people planted later. Some things can’t be rushed, so we can only do it step by step. "

Hong Feng didn't expect Zhao Keran to say that at all, he was already prepared to make no money this time, and only wanted to pay less.

Hong Feng looked at Zhao Keran, he seemed to have never seen this little county magistrate before.

At first, he thought that Zhao Keran hated the high prices of traders, so he suppressed the price of salt and cloth.

But in the end, he found out that although his cloth shop and shoe shop sold much cheaper than before, the final transaction amount was much higher than in previous years.

Now he thinks that Zhao Keran is eager to get the people of Jingyang to wear cotton clothes, so the price must be too high.

But Zhao Keran also said that in business and business, everything can only be done slowly if there is no rush.

Hong Feng couldn't understand it, but for no reason, a warm feeling rose in his heart.

In fact, what Zhao Keran thought was very simple, this cotton field was Hong Feng's painstaking effort.How the people of Jingyang survived the cold winter was something he had to consider, not Hong Feng's.

There was no need for Hong Feng to make such a sacrifice.

"My lord, this year's cotton clothes and quilts are the first batch to be launched in large quantities. I will take out half of the quantity of cotton and sell it directly.

Let ordinary people save and buy it, whether you go back to make clothes or quilts by yourself.

You don't have to persuade me, my lord.This is something I do willingly. "Hong Feng didn't hide it, and said frankly to Zhao Keran: "It's only half of the cotton, and it will be gone when it is sold out. "

Zhao Keran shook his head and smiled, "Patriarch Hong cares about the people of Jingyang, so it's good."

After arriving at the county government office, Zhao Keran got out of the carriage.

He said goodbye to Hong Feng, Du Youwei rushed over after hearing the news, sweating profusely.

"My lord, it's wrong! It's wrong! You go in quickly. All the families who supplied salt to the yamen before came, crowded the room and quarreled non-stop. I didn't even blink when I held the knife rest on my neck, blushing my neck The rough ones are yelling there."

Du Youwei dragged Zhao Keran into the yamen, he was really lost, and he couldn't really solve it with a knife.

It was only then that Zhao Keran remembered that Du Youwei had indeed said that these aristocratic families were also eager to see him, so he forgot.

Arriving outside the hall where the patriarch of the aristocratic family was waiting, Zhao Keran was out of breath.

He put his hands on his knees, bent over, panting heavily.

Confess to Du Youwei in a breathless voice, "Don't drag me away next time, do you hear me?"

Du Youwei nodded and said he understood.

He never thought that the county magistrate could not run away so much.

"By the way, my lord, Lord Feng has posted a greeting card, when do you have time to meet?"

Zhao Keran slowed down for a while, not too out of breath, straightened his robes and said, "Let's go tonight."

Listening to the quarrel in the hall, Zhao Keran felt that one head and two big.He could probably guess why these people came to the county government with such anxious faces.

It's just a good word to say.

Now the salt production in Dayuan is no longer what it used to be. At first they could sell the salt, but now they can't make much money even if they sell it.

Every time salt is produced, some are distributed to Zhao Keran.

If it goes on like this, the whole family will be ruined.

"If it wasn't for your instigation, how could I agree!"

"What do you mean me to push? You can't do that yourself, who can push it? When you first made money, you treated your elder brother and elder brother badly. Now you start to scold your mother, don't you?"

"You should talk about it when you sign. Why let others lead you by the nose? Even a junior can't play it. I have eaten so many years in vain. Waste of money and food."

"Clean your mouth for me!"

"Who has an unclean mouth? Did you mention you?"

A group of people who add up to hundreds of years old, although not well-read poetry and books, are also the patriarchs of the aristocratic family who are well-versed in letters and etiquette.

Accusing each other like ordinary people in the market, it's almost like fighting with each other.It opened Zhao Keran's horizons.

In the whole room, there was only one white-haired old man sitting on a chair, as if everything around him could not be sensed.

"Cough." Zhao Keran coughed lightly, and the voice in the room, which was full of scolding and blame, suddenly dropped.

In the end, it was even more audible.

The several Patriarchs looked at each other, their faces flushed slightly with shame.

They lowered their heads, returned to their seats and pretended to drink tea, and no one wanted to be the first to speak out.

Zhao Keran was not in a hurry, he walked slowly to the chair and sat down.

The tea servant hurriedly served tea.

Zhao Keran took the tea, opened the lid of the tea and picked out the leaf foam. The fragrance of the tea was lingering, and he sipped the tea carefully.

Halfway through the tea, Zhao Keran didn't make a sound.But he could hold his breath, and those Patriarchs couldn't hold back any longer.

Among them, the head of the Luo family who gave the most salt shares stepped forward and said: "Master Zhao, the lives of all the families in Jingyang are getting better now. But except for our family, the contract signed with the Lord was thinking about it." Win-win cooperation, the adults also said so.

But looking at it now, if it continues like this, I'm afraid that if I risk my life, I can only break the contract..."

Zhao Keran restrained his emotions, looking neither sad nor happy.Everyone in the room looked at it furtively, but after looking for a long time, they couldn't see any clues.

Is this angry or not angry?

"Listening to Patriarch Luo's meaning, are you threatening with death?"

Zhao Keran's voice was very soft, but when he heard it, it was as heavy as a thousand catties in the ears of the Patriarchs who sat down.

Patriarch Luo was sweating coldly on his forehead, regretting that he had been impulsive before and spoke without thinking.

He hastily denied it and said, "Don't dare to dare to say anything about Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Keran raised his eyebrows, with a sharp edge between his eyebrows and eyes, and said seemingly unintentionally: "Really? I guess it's because I haven't read enough books, so I can't understand people's words?"

The people who sat down were so frightened that they could no longer sit still, and quickly stood up to apologize to Zhao Keran.

Patriarch Luo was even more frightened and said: "My lord, I have absolutely no intention of doing so. Please don't care about my momentary slip of the tongue, please let me go."

"Patriarch Luo, when you signed the contract, no one forced you with a knife on your neck. They all smiled when they made money, and when the business was lost, they swarmed to trouble me?" Zhao Keran's face darkened, and he I don't want to be used to these people.

"Do you think I'm too young to be a persimmon? What kind of place do you think this yamen is? Is it a city or a street? It's noisy when you come in. Who is it for a show? For me?"

All the Patriarchs did not dare to show the atmosphere of Zhao Keran's words, and listened to the training honestly.

They also knew that Zhao Keran couldn't be blamed for the loss of the family's property.

Giving him a cut of the salt won't make them bankrupt.However, they have been unable to make ends meet for a long time, and they always have to find an outlet for this.

Persimmons are indeed soft, but now it seems that they picked the wrong one, and they picked a hard persimmon.

Patriarch Ma lowered his head, his tone was full of vicissitudes, and there was a hint of despair.His face was ugly and gray, as if he couldn't see hope.

"But Mr. Zhao, we really can't survive anymore."

Zhao Keran raised his eyes to look at Patriarch Ma, who was the old man who sat in the seat before and did not scold everyone.

Zhao Keran called up the information of the various clans that had been entered into the system before, and found Patriarch Ma's and took a quick look.

Only then did I know that the owner of the Ma family had not sold very expensive salt before.

Fortunately, his salt mine is not big, and the salt production is limited. If it is sold out, it will be gone. If you want to buy salt, you have to go to another place to buy it.

He can't threaten other families, and he doesn't bother to suppress these small profits.

Only then did the Ma family survive in Jingyang unharmed.

After getting the salt prescription, the price of Ma's salt did not increase.Although it is more expensive than Huimin Supermarket and various small shops, the salt in Huimin Supermarket and small shops is free of cost after all.

Zhao Keran was able to sell it so cheaply.

Patriarch Ma was so ashamed, he didn't want to break his promise because of this, but he couldn't do it if he didn't come today, the family really couldn't hold on anymore.

"Master Zhao, I'm going to resell this salt mine, and I'm here to tell you today that the monthly share of the salt production will not be given to Yali.

It was my Ma family who broke promises first. If your lord has any request, as long as the Ma family can still do it, I will definitely do it. "

This Patriarch Ma is really low-key, and Zhao Keran has ignored him for so long.

People with such a mind should not be troubled by these pains.

Zhao Keran pondered and said: "Since Patriarch Ma said so, then Yali's agreement with you is over."

"Thank you sir."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Didn't Patriarch Ma ask me to ask? I'm going to ask now." Zhao Keran laughed.

Patriarch Ma nodded with a serious expression, "Sir, please tell me."

Zhao Keran asked: "Has Master Ma heard about Patriarch Hong planting cotton?"

"I have heard about it, but I don't know what cotton is. But the boy said that he accidentally saw a few people wear it in winter."

Patriarch Ma replied.

"It's nothing unusual, it's just something to keep out the cold." Zhao Keran was a little tired from sitting upright, now that Huo Yuan is not here, no one cares about his words and deeds.Putting his chin on one hand, he looked at Patriarch Ma and said, "I want a lot of cotton. Ma Patriarch, do you want to contract some land to grow cotton for me? We can discuss the price, and I want as much as I want."

Although Patriarch Ma is old, he is not stupid.After hearing this, he understood that the little county magistrate wanted to help his family.

"I would like to serve my lord." Patriarch Ma bowed deeply to Zhao Keran, and the old ship of his Ma family did not sink.

After a hundred years, he will not be afraid to face the ancestors of the Ma family silently.

Everyone in the house is a genius, Zhao Keran not only understands the meaning of Patriarch Ma, but also understands everything else.

But no one dared to speak out again, for fear of offending Zhao Keran, and in the end, it would be for nothing to take advantage of others, but he would end up with nothing.

Seeing that everyone was like quails, Zhao Keran couldn't find the same aura as the cockfighting before.

Thinking about it this time, he couldn't wait for this group of people to speak first.

"I have a lot of industries, and every vegetable in the vegetable planting base can be contracted out individually. There are also sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, watermelons, cantaloupe, and grapes.

As long as you have the ability to do well, you can pack whatever you want.

But there is a premise that each family can only pack two items at most.If there is too much care, the quality will decline.

These will be used for trade in the future, and it is absolutely unacceptable to shoddy them. "

When everyone in the house heard it, my good fellow, these are all used for business.

That is to say, as long as it is planted, it will not worry about sales!

"Specifically what to contract, you go back and think about it yourself." Zhao Keran stared at everyone, and said seriously: "Every month the government will send people to the contracted area to check, and there will be a quality inspection at the end of each year. If the quality inspection fails for two consecutive years , there is no need to plant it again in the third year. It is all, and there is no need to plant it again.”

When everyone was still digesting Zhao Keran's words, they heard him add: "The contract is binding, and today's situation will happen again this time. You are welcome to stay in the prison of the Yamen."

Zhao Keran gave both the sweet dates and sticky drinks, and everyone in the room just kept nodding their heads, saying one after another that they didn't dare anymore.

Zhao Keran looked troubled, waved his hand, and let them all go home.