An alpha's ancient life record

The next day dawn broke, accompanied by chirping birds, sunlight leaked in through the window, faintly through the curtains, the house was still burning with styrax, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.

Shen Qingshu frowned, and struggled to wake up from his sleep, only feeling lazy, his arms were sore, and he couldn't even lift them up.

Wiggling her fingertips, she turned her gaze to the side, and Lin Weizhi was pillowed in her arms, curled up slightly, sleeping peacefully.

Her eye sockets were still a little red, she had been tossed hard last night, she cried and begged several times, the ribbons that tied her eyes were soaked with tears, she took them off and threw them beside the pillow, already wrinkled badly.

Shen Qingshu propped himself up a little and looked at her, with infinite love and pity in his heart, so as not to wake her up, he carefully pulled his arm out.

Lin Weizhi let out a "beep", her long eyelashes fluttered, as if she was a little dissatisfied, Shen Qingshu quickly stopped her movements, but saw that she was still not awake, she just turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Because of her actions, the thin quilt slipped a little from her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin with very conspicuous red marks on it.

The lingering images of last night flashed back into Shen Qingshu's mind again, the appearance of her forbearance, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain...

Unable to think about it any more, Shen Qingshu gathered his mind and covered her with the thin quilt, then tiptoed out of the bed, found the clothes and put them on neatly.

When she was wearing the inner layer of clothes, her back was scratched and hurt, and she took a picture in front of the mirror, only to find that it was a few scratches. When the love was strong, she didn't even feel the pain.

She stroked her back twice, and for some reason, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

After leaving the house, Shen Qingshu went to find Sheng Han, and very domineeringly asked her to inform the students of the painting club that Lin Weizhi was going to take a day off.

Sheng Han was very nervous, "It's strange that this point hasn't come up yet, is the girl sick?"

Shen Qingshu coughed dryly, "No, I'm tired, I'll make my own decision, don't disturb her, I'll wake her up for lunch at noon."

Sheng Han understood now, and saw her lazily rubbing her right wrist, pinching her palm and turning it slowly in a circle, the wrist bones and veins bulged and then disappeared, inexplicably, she felt a little blushing, and quickly bowed her head in response.

After Shen Qingshu finished explaining, he was relieved to deal with official duties. Of course, when Lin Weizhi woke up, he was ashamed and annoyed, and had an awkward fight with her and didn't mention it.

After her birthday, Shen Qingshu went to pick her up every day. After autumn, there were fewer and fewer official duties, and she didn't care about the time. She would leave work early after finishing her work, which made the county government very happy.

Because she often went to the painting club, several students also got to know her a little better. After knowing her temper, they were not so afraid of her, and they could chat with her occasionally.

Especially that Ms. Guo, who knew that she taught Lin Weizhi the manga, would pester her to ask questions whenever she had the chance, which made Shen Qingshu no chance to be jealous, and instead felt very guilty in front of Lin Weizhi.

After returning home, Shen Qingshu was really thinking about improving her cooking skills, so she often went to the kitchen to study. She dragged Lin Weizhi together. Both of them were rookies, and even if they were instructed, they would often cook dark dishes. They added a lot of jokes to each other, but the two of them didn't care and enjoyed it very much.

When she woke up in the morning, because Lin Weizhi failed to push her back, she made up her mind to exercise. Shen Qingshu was very happy and urged her to get up early and exercise every day.

But as the weather turned cold, it became more and more difficult for Lin Weizhi to get up, and the two had a tug-of-war almost every day.

Not long after such a leisurely life, in mid-November, the caravan that went to the capital to sell sugar finally sent someone back. With the help of Meng Baizhou, the quality and appearance of the white granulated sugar were both good, so naturally the sales went very smoothly.

Especially when the New Year is approaching, people walk around and send a bag of snow-white sugar, which is economical and does not lose face, so it has almost become a best-selling product in the capital for a while.

For commodities, the most important leap is sales. Shen Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief when he opened up foreign markets. The caravan brought back a lot of money, and the withered trousers of the county government suddenly became more abundant.

Several businessmen also made a lot of money, and the profits from sugar production were very lucrative. Taking advantage of the strong market demand, the caravan soon brought a large amount of white sugar to the north. In addition, they also brought some newly-made fireworks to try Sale.

Now everyone knows that the current county magistrate is a capable person who can maintain the affairs of the village, settle cases and uphold justice, not to mention, more importantly, follow the county magistrate to make money.

With money, one needs such prestige to do things well. Although the weather is getting colder and the construction is more difficult, after careful consideration, Shen Qingshu is still determined to excavate the swamp.

No way, this is not the later generations, so much labor can only be found during the slack season.

She is not making a profit for herself, she still has to spend the money for what to do with it in the treasury.

The notice that the county government wants to recruit people to dig the swamp was posted. There are very few applicants, and everyone is not stupid. The swamp is difficult to dig. When you go down with a hoe, it looks sticky and soft. There is not much soil raised up, and it is much more difficult to dig than dry land. When a load of soil is picked out, at least a few layers of skin will fall off.

There is also a reason why the sugar factory is running at full capacity. With the same wages, the sugar factory's work is much easier. For this reason, Shen Qingshu does not know whether it is her own fault.

There is also a lot of discussion about this in the county. I don't know why the magistrate is interested in that piece of land. If he wants to occupy the land and set up a workshop, some people are willing to cooperate.

On Xiumu's day, the two were wandering around the county town. When they reached the west of the city, Lin Weizhi suddenly became interested, and Shen Qingshu took her out of the city to the swamp.

Lin Weizhi got out of the carriage and took a look. This is indeed a vast area, but it is very remote, and there are few people around. The black land is full of pits and puddles. It is an exaggeration to say that it is a swamp, but it is actually a muddy land. Plant crops.

"No wonder no one has cultivated it." Looking around, Lin Weizhi turned around and asked, "Why did you choose this place?"

Shen Qingshu came over and stood side by side with her, with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "The world is constantly developing and changing, we must look at problems from the perspective of development,"

"..."

Seeing that she was deliberately pretending to be an old man, Lin Weizhi pulled her hands behind her back, gave her a blank look and said, "Speak human."

Shen Qingshu clasped her hands behind his back, smiled for a moment, and said seriously: "It's a pity not to use such a large area, as long as the sewage is drained out and the land is leveled, the distance to Yueshui is very close, so it is easy to dig irrigation canals." , after a few years of composting and planting, it can become a good farmland."

For the country, in order to curb land mergers, the more self-cultivating farmers the better, the Yan Dynasty adopted a tax package system, and the more land that is naturally cultivated, the less burden people have to bear.

Lin Weizhi looked into the distance and thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "There are too many people needed, and there are definitely not enough corvees, but few people are willing to come to recruit labor. How do you cultivate it?"

Shen Qingshu played tricks on purpose, and only raised his eyebrows and said: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

Lin Weizhi asked, "What kind of trick?"

Shen Qingshu smiled without answering, and led her forward, "We'll find out when we go there."

The two walked for a while, turned around, and saw a temporary camp.

Even on holidays, it was very lively here, with a dozen or so people moving things back and forth, working in full swing, Lin Weizhi saw that it was Master Zhou and Zhang Zhubo who were directing.

"My lord, why are you here, but what do you want to order?" The two also saw them and hurried over to greet them.

"You don't need to be too polite, I just came over with my wife for a walk," Shen Qingshu explained, and asked, "How are the farm tools prepared?"

Master Zhou said: "It's already ready, and the gloves made of rough linen have been shipped today if there is a surplus according to your order, but, my lord, will this be too wasteful?"

"It doesn't matter, there is still some money in the treasury, and the caravans are also continuously bringing money back. These necessary expenses cannot be saved. We must try our best to finish it before next year's spring plowing."

"Yes, the villain is short-sighted. Don't worry, I will send more people and supply food, and the preparations will be completed in two days."

Shen Qingshu nodded, Zhang Zhubo took another step forward and said, "I have informed you as you ordered. Most of the landlords have no objection to this. Only a small number of people are worried that there will not be enough tenant farmers next year."

Shen Qingshu sneered, "Hmph, don't worry about it, as long as these people reduce the land rent a little, most of the tenant farmers are willing to do it. They are just worried that they don't have much room for choice, and they won't be able to oppress so hard in the future."

"Yes, there is also the issue of wages. You don't allow the foreman to pay wages on behalf of you, but most farmers don't know how to count. I'm worried that it will be difficult to calculate at the end of the month."

Shen Qingshu rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then considered: "The method of paying with wooden sticks, the sticks are marked with numbers, broken into two pieces, one piece is in our hands, and the other piece is kept by the worker. pay wages."

Master Zhang thought about it, and happily said: "Your Excellency, there is one more thing..."

A few people were chatting about business affairs, Lin Wei stayed aside, but she didn't feel bored, she turned her head to look at Shen Qingshu, seeing her talking eloquently, she knew these things clearly.

Half a year of experience is completely different from the anxiety she felt when she first left the capital.

After the few people finished chatting and separated, Shen Qingshu realized that he was a little neglecting Lin Weizhi again. Seeing her staring at him, she touched her face uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lin Weizhi smiled and shook her head.

Shen Qingshu held her back again, smiled apologetically, and said, "Are you feeling bored? I'm sorry. I came out to play with you and chatted about business."

"I want to come and see it myself." Lin Weizhi didn't care, pointing to a large number of farm tools piled up and asked: "Is this going to be used for land development?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, her tone was very firm, Shen Qingshu nodded and said: "These are all iron farm tools, they can't recruit people, it's just that the treatment is not enough, although the money can't be paid so much, it can be made up in other ways. "

Lin Weizhi understood, "If the work is done, this set of farm tools will belong to them?"

"Smart," Shen Qingshu praised, and said with a smile: "It's just that the farm tools are not enough, and the county government doesn't need land. The land is for planting. Where do the people who plant the land come from? Anyone who works for a certain number of days can get it." The land is directly distributed, and the land can be purchased at a discount if the land is not fully filled. This is not to open up wasteland for the county government, but to organize the county government to reclaim it for themselves.”

Although Lin Weizhi had some guesses, he still couldn't help being a little surprised. If this was the case, not to mention tenant farmers, many self-cultivators with land at home would come.

"Would that work?"

"Give it a try and see if the people believe me or not."

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