Emperor Qin

The laws of the Qin Dynasty were so strict that even the artisans and soldiers who were under labor were rarely lazy, but in just over a month, the construction of the duili has been well established.

The sixteen members of Chen Meng's family were assigned to a room near the inner gate, and their household registrations were all assigned to the inner gate, making them the first household to immigrate in this empty area.

"That's right here. The commission fee is [-] yuan per month. There are three rooms. There is hot water outside the fire. There is a small stove in the courtyard. Do not defecate anywhere, and offenders will be fined with a bucket of wheat." The soldiers leading the way took them to the courtyard. Li, pointed to the door, then turned and left.

"It's actually a brick house." Chen Meng was a little pleasantly surprised. Holding the hem of the coarse cloth skirt, she walked across the threshold, turned around in and out, and saw that the ground was solid loess, and the walls were burnt earth bricks. The top of the wall is full of stone tiles. Although there is nothing there, people are already overjoyed at this point. Before, they thought that the rent of [-] yuan was too heavy, but there are rooms like these. I earned it.

Father Chen also looked relieved, and carefully took out a dime of silver from his bun: "Since the household registration has been confirmed, we will settle down, and go quickly to exchange some household supplies and food. I have been anxious for many days, so I decided first, thanks to you, my daughter." alert."

The father and daughter praised each other for a few words, then took the empty baggage and went out to exchange millet.

Peasants thrashing grain came and went. Not only did they get good wheat from the mill, but they also traded it very cheaply. There were even many farmers on the street who exchanged grain for cloth. It was obviously just a small village. It is as lively as a county town.

"Here is..." They also saw some soldiers selling bricks and charcoal, and some farmers lingered in front of them, as if they wanted to buy some, but they were a little bit reluctant.

"Lizheng said that these are rotten bricks and leftover carbon. They are not qualified for building houses and burning iron, so they are put here for replacement." The soldier who sold the bricks said, "If you need them, take them back to fill in the corners, and burn them to warm the winter. Yes."

The earthen huts are difficult to withstand wind and rain, and within a few years there will be collapses and cracks. Summer is fine, but winter is unbearable. If you use soil to repair it, it is easy to crack again, and it is likely to increase the cracks and block them with broken bricks. However, it is much better to pay for it, and the price is set at a low level, so farmers can't help but want to buy some back.

Chen Meng also saw some shopkeepers who bought caramel jerky and exchanged square hole money with soldiers from their back baskets.

She had a good impression of this dui for a moment.

……

The goodwill stopped on the next day, when Yan Jiang took them down to the ground, and before going down to the ground——

The members of the Chen family endured the stench, put the waste from the public toilet in the dui into a large wooden barrel, covered the barrel, picked up the bullock cart, and went to the marked wheat field.

The wheat field is close to a mountain stream, so it is very convenient to get water. Under Yan Jiang's command, they mixed the dirt with water in different proportions, made a record, and then let the oxen plow the field to cover the excrement under the soil.

While digging the soil, Yan Lizheng seemed to think of something. He used something called "paper" to fold it into a box, made a small hole the size of a grain of wheat at the bottom of the box, and hung it under the wooden plow.

Under the suspicious eyes of everyone, as the ox pulled the wooden plow and shook the paper box, the wheat grains began to fall evenly from the small holes, sprinkled into the plowed land, and then covered with the plowed soil automatically.

Chen Meng couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and together with everyone, looked at Yan Lizheng in amazement.

What kind of fairy method is this? It can be so convenient. A small box directly saves the work of sowing and covering soil, and it is evenly sprinkled. If this method is used, it may only take one day. Since the bag of seeds can be sown, it's no wonder they keep it a secret.

Yan Jiang just shook his head slightly: "The paper box is only a temporary solution. It is better to use a wooden box to inlay it on the plow. Besides, this wooden plow is always too slow, so it is better to use an iron plow to get it faster."

When I was young, I only saw plows with this thing, and I can’t remember more. This plowshare is a thick piece of wood inserted straight into the soil. It is very laborious to plow the land. If you use a curved one... But such a thick piece of wood, It is difficult to bend over, if it is made of iron, it will be convenient.

He ordered Mrs. Chen to continue sowing, and there were regulations on how much seeds would be spent on each plot and the sowing distance. Then he went to Li Xiaowei, thinking that he could make some iron plowshares, and that the curved L-shaped plowshares were better than the wooden ones. The plow saves more effort.

Captain Li couldn't be the master, so he took him to see the sheriff. The other party listened for a while, and couldn't help laughing for a while: "I understand the kindness of the king, but I just did it. What do you think? Can a farmer afford it?"

"We can rent it..." Yan Jiang frowned.

"Do you know how many stones an acre of wheat is, and how many stones an acre of millet is?" The old man looked at the young man, shaking his head and pouring cold water on him, "Three stones for an acre of wheat, and two stones for an acre of millet. , there are also drafts, oral Fu, and Geng Fu. Half an hectare of family affairs is extremely high. If the plow rent is collected again, I am afraid that there will be no way out. Moreover, warfare is the most important thing in my Great Qin. Is it not my Qin land?"

Yan Jiang understands that the land tax in the Qin Dynasty is four tenths of the harvest, as well as the "straw" tax for cattle and horses, head money, and remote service. It is the limit for a family of six to clean up half an hectare of land. To collect taxes is to prevent people from living, so weapons are the focus of Daqin. With weapons, where can we not grab them?

What a gangster logic!

He didn't continue to argue, but went back to the field, let Mrs. Chen cultivate it well, and then went back to rest. He was busy for two days, and he couldn't bear it anymore—it was really difficult to change from extravagance to simplicity. On the way to escape, he three Staying awake for three days and nights is refreshing. Now that I have only had a normal work and rest for more than a month, I am lazy.

After sleeping until night, he roasted the mutton and took His Majesty to see the alfalfa field and the wheat field that had just begun to be plowed.

His Majesty was very satisfied with this, and flew around the alfalfa field several times before landing on the servant's shoulder, but he found the servant standing quietly in the middle of the field, as if he was in some trouble.

His Majesty patted him with his wings several times, but he was ignored, so he took out his trump card - it lowered its proud head and arched twice on the servant's face.

That stupid tiger used this trick to pester him, but since it learned it, the tiger was driven away by its trick.

"Your Majesty, I found something wrong," Yan Jiang sighed softly, "Neither iron nor cotton are what they need most. What they need most is food."

His Majesty tilted his head to look at him, still confused.

Yan Jiang held him in his arms, rubbed him twice, and said: "The common people have no meat, and they need one catty of grain a day to keep them from starving to death. A family of six needs two thousand catties of grain a year. There are more than 100 catties of grain in the wheat field, and at least [-] mu of land can be used to survive. However, farming is laborious, salt and clothing consume grain, and Lin Lin always needs [-] mu to live. Fifty acres of land is enough to feed and clothe, but plowing the land is extremely hard physical work, even day and night, and manpower is limited. If I bring the seeds I planted and promote them too much, taking up too much fertile land, I am afraid that someone will Hungry to death."

The nobles found that there were other products in the fields, which could be exchanged for a lot of money. Would they mind the rise in food prices, and there would be no food for hired farmers?

of course not.

No wonder the ancient times emphasized agriculture and suppressed commerce. This is the fundamental red line. For the sake of social stability, it must not be crossed.

His Majesty's expression also became serious, as if thinking.

"So I have to get a plow out. Today I use a cart to sow seeds. One person can do the work of three people. In this way, more fields can be opened and more fields can be planted. If you don't want to be a farm tool, but keep the news strictly blocked, this is short-sighted. You really act like a bandit," Yan Jiang hugged His Majesty and kissed him, "I have to make a big news..."

His Majesty immediately struggled hard to stop his atrocities.

When Yan Jiang said this before, none of the kings who had been tricked could not be fooled, but that was in someone else's country!

No, what's wrong with the robber, that's how Qin Guo made his fortune!You also made your fortune by robbing other robbers in Anxi!

But I heard Yan Jiang added: "This is how King Qin will notice me. King Qin Yingzheng doesn't know what he looks like. According to the pictures I've seen, this is a very ugly fat man."

According to the picture in the history textbook, it is true.

His Majesty froze suddenly, stepped on the ground, and fell into the wheat field.

In Xianyang Palace, Li Xin knelt outside the palace uneasily.

"I knew you were not obedient when I saw you, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful after only a few days," Meng Yi, the commander of the guards on the side, couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What did you do, my king and I After so many years, it was the first time I saw the king woke up in the middle of the night, and even made a special trip to invite the soldiers."

"It's not that I don't have it. Your Majesty asked me to answer it, but my family really doesn't have a portrait of the king!" Li Xin's face was miserable, more wronged than June Feixue, "If there is, how dare you give it to others!?"