"Sir, the county is busy, why do you have time to come to our remote areas today? Could it be that the county magistrate's wife drove you out?" Chen Xu said with a smile.

Jiang Beiting shook his beard and pointed at Chen Xu and said, "You are completely unserious and your words are frivolous and unruly. I don't know how many people you will offend if you go to Xianyang in the future!"

"Those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say I want. A gentleman is open and honest, and villains are always worried. Why should Xu care about other people's opinions?" Chen Xu said a few famous sayings from later generations with great demands, and then bowed his hands and said, "Please, Lord Jiang, today is just the day when the summer grain in Qinghe Town is harvested and sickles are harvested. Let's witness the joyful harvest scene in Qinghe Town's history together!"

"Let's go, you're right. I'm here for this harvest in Qinghe Town!" Jiang Beiting said while holding Chen Xu's hand.

Chen Xu was led by Jiang Beiting to the river in a creepy manner.

According to his understanding over the past year, holding hands is the most trusted and closest way among men in the Qin Dynasty. If you continue to get closer, you will sleep at night. That is the true emotion that transcends brotherhood. If a good friend comes, you usually sleep with your good friend, so that you will appear intimate. As for your wife and concubine, you can only stay alone in the empty room, and there are even more perverted owners who kill their concubines for guests to eat to show their greatest enthusiasm.

Vomit, Chen Xu became more and more disgusted as he thought about it, and then he broke his hand out to cover his mouth.

Soon a group of people came to Chen Xu's test field.

The 20 acres of experimental fields have fully matured wheat ears, and the wheat ears are larger than the good farmland specially planted by more than ten households. Chen Xu has already sampled the grains of each wheat ear. The grains of each ear are more than twenty-five, and the grains are also full. According to his estimate, the yield per mu of these 20 acres of experimental fields is more than eight stones.

"Sir, please see, I specially planted these 20 acres of experimental fields. They use strict intensive cultivation, fire fertilizer manure, neatly sown, ridges and ventilation, and this year's weather is good. If nothing unexpected happens, the per mu of this experimental field will reach eight stones." Chen Xu pointed to the wheat field and said.

"Bashi?"

Not only Jiang Beiting couldn't help but exclaim, but all the accompanying officials from the seven or eight county magistrates and government offices following him changed their faces.

"Yes, not only my experimental field, but the worst yield of summer wheat in Qinghe Town this year is four stones. In other words, the output of summer wheat in Qinghe Town this year is more than three times higher than last year!" Chen Xu said this and looked at Jiang Beiting with a smile and said, "Mr. Jiang, I can say that last year, the tax grain in Qinghe Town this year cannot be collected even more than a stone!"

"How can that work..." An official behind Jiangbeiting couldn't help but shout.

"How can't it be done?" Chen Xu turned his head and looked at an official in his thirties and said coldly.

"The Qin Dynasty has laws and regulations, and the land is paid, and the tax is four. Therefore, the yield per mu of eight stones must be paid three stones and two dou of tax grain, and no one can do it!" The official said without giving in.

"Haha!" Chen Xu suddenly laughed, "You are talking about the food you have collected. What if I can't hold it?"

"Can't hold it? Why can't it be? The summer wheat is already ripe and can be harvested at any time, and it will be harvested in a few days!" The official said with a puzzled look on his face.

"There are many reasons why you can't hold it up, such as the weather is bad, the mood is bad, there are dogs, the hands and thighs are painful, but you can't hold it up anyway..." Chen Xu rolled his eyes and said.

"Okay, OK, nephew, don't mess around. I will naturally keep my promise. You Qinghe Town will not only not pay more this year, but also pay less!" Jiang Beiting interrupted Chen Xu's words with amusement and tears.

"Why did you say this?" Chen Xu asked in surprise.

Jiang Beiting held his beard and said, "Last year, you presented me with the method of intensive cultivation. It not only mentioned compost and weeding, but also mentioned screening of good seeds. After the river embankment was repaired last time, when I came to tie stones to remember you, I saw that the wheat seedlings in your Qinghe Town are growing well, not only neatly but also extremely strong. I expected that your summer wheat in Qinghe Town will definitely have a bumper harvest this year. At that time, I wondered if you could buy your Qinghe Town grain as a good seed. Now I think my idea is good. All the summer wheat in your Qinghe Town is not allowed as food. All of them must be paid to the county government grain warehouse. Next year, I will exchange them as good seeds. I will directly exchange them from the county magistrate grain warehouse for one stone and one bucket, and there is no need to pay taxes. What do you think?"

"This... the county magistrate is too few. I just told them about good seeds. I will exchange one stone for five dou!" Chen Xu turned his head to look at the more than ten farmers behind him, "That's what I said just now!"

These farmers have been with Chen Xu for more than a year, so naturally they nodded together and said that Li Dian said that this was what Li Dian said just now. Several of them even said that Li Dian had just said that they would give him a private subsidy of five cents per stone.

Jiang Beiting was so depressed that he almost pulled off several beards. He couldn't help but thrust his face for a few times and said, "Nephew, you and I are not merchants, why do you need to bargain like this? It's impossible to pay money. This is how I will fight you with one stone. This is the final concession!"

"Trade!" Chen Xu was so happy that he couldn't stop talking.

"Haha, that's good. Get the sickle and harvest quickly. I'm going to see what the output is right away?" Jiang Beiting also smiled happily, and Chen Xu suddenly felt like he was deceived.

"Ring the gong, start the sickle!" Chen Xu made a gesture to You Jiao Liu Po.

Soon with the sound of a gong, the entire Qinghe Town stood in the fields and had been prepared, and the men, women, young and old, swung their sickles at the same time to start harvesting. At the same time, the threshing machine also turned, and the laughter of men, women, young and old also spread in the fields. The peaceful and quiet Qinghe Town seemed to turn into a joyful harvest scene in the blink of an eye.

As the gong sounded, seven or eight farmers wearing straw hats and sickles had already stepped into Chen Xu's test field and bent down to harvest. As the green and thick wheat straw fell down one by one, another group of people began to carry the cut wheat next to the threshing machine. At this time, the threshing machine had already been whistling by a burly young man. Another middle-aged farmer sent the wheat he was carrying into the threshing machine. With the sound of puffing, the golden wheat grains jumped from the exit and fell into a vine basket below.

"My nephew, have a sickle with me!" Jiang Beiting stuffed his robe into his belt. As the county magistrate, he wanted to have fun with the people.

Chen Xu's face was a little dark, thinking that there are no journalists at the moment, and is there any radio broadcast? Why are you joining in the fun? If you go down to harvest wheat, wouldn't I also follow me to express it?

Seeing Jiang Beiting's persistence, Chen Xu had to find two sickles, rolled up his sleeves and accompanied Jiang Beiting to go to the fields to harvest wheat.

An hour passed, Chen Xu was so tired that he was soaked like a dog, and then sat down beside a big tree by the field to accompany Jiangbeiting and several officials to drink herbal tea. At this time, the sun was shining brightly. It was already noon, and the scorching sunlight shone directly, and there was almost no cover in the farmland. However, the villagers who harvested wheat seemed to be more energetic, and they were all dark and sweating profusely, and they were still laughing loudly.

"The people's hearts are available!" Jiang Beiting used his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead while drinking herbal tea while praising the farmer who worked.

Chen Xu couldn't help rolling his eyes hard, and then secretly glanced at Jiang Chuyue, who was standing next to him holding a bottle of frozen grape vinegar and drinking a new straw, and found that she still had not much emotion on her face, her expression was dull, and she seemed to be indifferent to everything in front of her.

This little girl hasn't seen her for half a year, and she seems to have changed her temper?

But this looks a little bit wrong, as if it was lost.

Chen Xu was about to open his mouth and ask Jiang Beiting several times, but in the end he swallowed the words back.

Chen Xu can't say he has a good impression of Jiang Chuyue, but he doesn't hate it. After all, it's normal for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who has been spoiled since childhood to be a little bit unruly. As long as he doesn't have too many bad habits, Chen Xu can basically tolerate it.

He also knew what Jiang Beiting meant. He had repeatedly reminded him several times before, but he was shirked by him with various reasons.

If you marry a wife, you still have to marry a gentle and beautiful person.

Therefore, although he felt that Jiang Chuyue might have experienced some huge change in his mind and nature, he finally decided not to get involved in this unnecessary cause and effect.

One hour later, more than one-third of the 20 acres of experimental fields were harvested. Three threshers were rotating constantly, and dozens of wheat grains were scattered together. Niu Quan and a few strong young people were weighing each other with wooden buckets.

"How is it?" Chen Xu asked quickly as Niu Quan ran over sweating.

"The harvest is good, Lord Lidian has good harvest!" Niu Quan shouted excitedly, "We have measured the harvest, and the yield per mu is more than fifty stones!"

Chen Xu's heart fell to the ground, and his mood suddenly became extremely comfortable. It seemed that the few blisters that were whipped from his hands just now suddenly stopped feeling hot and painful.

"Okay!" Jiang Beiting stood up, and couldn't help but feel excited and his beard and eyebrows were shaking. This data was seen by him personally, so he naturally could not make fakes.

Soon, weighing data from other places also came one after another. More than ten experimental fields of good varieties almost met Chen Xu's predictions, with the yield per mu of more than six stones, while those ordinary farmers also had more than four stones, many of which reached five stones.

This data made Jiang Beiting even more happy and praised Chen Xu repeatedly, "Nephew, I will submit the harvest of the eight stones per mu in Qinghe Town to Xianyang in detail to ask for merit for the villagers of Qinghe Town in front of Your Majesty!"

Chen Xu shrugged indifferently. As long as he was not allowed to pay too much tax, it didn't matter if he asked for me or not.

After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Beiting repeatedly told Chen Xu that all the wheat in Qinghe Town should be dried and returned to the warehouse. After a month, he would arrange a caravan to exchange the harvested wheat with ordinary wheat. Chen Xu naturally agreed.

There are more than 600 households in Qinghe Town. The main grain fields are concentrated on both sides of Xiaoqinghe River, close to 20,000 mu, which is also the most fertile fertile land. There are eleven villages below. Most of them are in good geographical locations. Each household has 20 to 30 mu of land. The total farmland in the town is nearly 30,000 mu, of which nearly half of the wheat is sown. Based on the minimum yield of four stones per mu, 60,000 stones of wheat will be harvested, which is 1,800 tons.

I'm sorry, this is an astronomical number.

Chen Xu was a little lost in his mind after he figured it out.

In such an era when it is entirely driven by cattle and horses and carrying it on their backs, it is not small to get so much food out of the mountains and then return it to the warehouse. However, in a month, plus 20% of the extra harvest, and after repairing the river bank, there are still more than 100 wheelbarrows left. I think it should be a big problem.

So Chen Xu, apart from arranging the carpenters and stonemasons in the town, quickly repaired and expanded the grain warehouse, all other problems were temporarily put behind his mind. After the supervisor collected the test field, he returned to Xiaohe Village. He had more than ten acres of wheat to harvest at home.
Chapter completed!