"When will Mr. Zhu come to the wedding? I'm still waiting for the wedding wine."

"..."

Now even Grandma Yan was smiling from ear to ear, picked up her hoe and said, "You all went to my house to have tea. The old lady gave away a few squares of group tea. In the past, we couldn't have such good food."

"I'll help Grandma get the hoe!" A villager rushed forward.

Bai Qi was also helping in the fields, and the little kid didn't understand it at all. He only knew that Brother Zhu had done something important and was surrounded by the villagers and went home inexplicably.

Grandma Yan went to boil water, and Shen Yourong brought the children out with the bench.

Tian San finally arrived, raised his hands and said in greeting: "Sir, do you still remember me?"

Zhu Guoxiang nodded and said, "You are Tian San."

Tian San said happily: "Thanks to Mr. Zhu, I was appointed as the head of Daming Village by Brother Zhu."

"What village?" Zhu Guoxiang immediately grasped the key point.

"Heifeng Village and the surrounding areas will be called Daming Village from now on. Brother Zhu changed the name." Tian San explained.

Zhu Guoxiang couldn't laugh or cry, and muttered: "This little bastard!"

Tian San added: "Brother Zhu is very upright and we all obey him."

Can you be dissatisfied?

Not only was Tian San able to survive and keep his original land, but he also received a reward of 100 acres for free. Whoever dares to oppose Ju Ming in the future will be killed immediately with a knife.

"What message did Dalang ask you to preach?" Zhu Guoxiang asked.

Tian San said: "Brother Zhu asked my husband to go over and have a look, and take the cornucopia with him by the way."

"Going today?" Zhu Guoxiang asked.

Tian San said: "It will be done in a few days."

After hearing this, Zhu Guoxiang was completely relieved, knowing that his son would have no difficulties.

It is impossible for him to move to Daming Village this year. He has to stay here and keep an eye on corn and sweet potatoes. These two things are more valuable than anything else. Even if Daming Village doesn't want them, he still has to keep an eye on the corn and sweet potatoes.

More and more villagers gathered in the yard. Grandma Yan boiled water, and Shen Yourong came out with a stack of bowls in her arms.

Although the good Tuancha tea is homemade by the Bai family and is certainly not as expensive as the ones on the market, it is still a rarity for the villagers.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law grind the tuancha into powder, pour it into a bowl and stir it with chopsticks.

This way of eating is like a cow chewing peonies.

There were not enough bowls, so the villagers took turns drinking it. They were so hot that they stuck out their tongues and praised each other: "It's such a good tea. I've never tasted it before. This time it's thanks to Mr. Zhu!"

At this moment, a burst of laughter came: "I'm here to join in the fun."

Zhu Guoxiang looked back and saw Bai Zongwang sitting on a bamboo horse.

"Hello, sir!" Zhu Guoxiang greeted with clasped fists, his attitude was the same as before, and he did not immediately cheer up.

Bai Zongwang took this as goodwill, and the bamboo basket fell in the courtyard, and the villagers greeted him one after another.

Bai Zongwang asked: "Is Mr. Zhu going to move away?"

Zhu Guoxiang told the truth: "Wait until the corn and sweet potatoes are harvested before leaving. I have to ask the old man to take care of me."

"It should."

Bai Zongwang was completely relieved. Zhu Guoxiang was willing to stay in the village, which proved that the Zhu family and his son planned to live in peace for a long time. He also reciprocated: "The official Lu in the county has a good relationship with me. I can help introduce the tea from Heifeng Village.

From now on, part of it will be taken to the market, and the remaining part can be sold to Lu Guanren."

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Thank you very much for your help."

After the ban on Sichuan tea, it was stipulated that high-quality tea must be sold to the public, but loose tea was allowed to be sold privately in small quantities. However, there were strict restrictions on private sales. Only tea of ​​third grade or lower could be sold, and it could not be sold outside the county.

The father and son must be selling private tea, because the tea horse operators are exploiting them too much, and law-abiding tea farm owners can easily lose money.

Bai Zongwang said: "Since Mr. Zhu will not leave for the time being, please teach the village school first and leave some time for me to hire another scholar."

"This is natural." Zhu Guoxiang's teaching materials have been compiled.

A villager couldn't help but ask: "Over there, Mr. Zhu, can I still learn farming from you next year?"

Zhu Guoxiang thought for a while and said: "I will write an article about farming methods and give it to the old man. You can just follow the old man and learn from it."

Bai Zongwang was immediately in awe, asked his servants to help him stand up, and bowed seriously: "Xiang Gong Zhu is kind and righteous, I thank you here!"

Many unique skills in ancient times were kept secret.

Zhu Guoxiang usually just taught farmers how to farm, but he actually wrote it down in black and white and generously handed it over to the Bai family.

This was a matter of kindness, and the Bai family inherited Zhu Guoxiang's affection.

Zhu Guoxiang added: "After the corn and sweet potatoes are harvested, some seeds will be left in Shangbai Village. I will also write down the farming methods carefully."

Bai Zongwang couldn't help but ask: "How do corn and sweet potatoes compare with corn and taro?"

"It's worse than anything else," Zhu Guoxiang replied.

Bai Zongwang sighed in his heart, if what Zhu Guoxiang said was true, his Bai family would have inherited another love.

Zhu Guoxiang continued: "What is written on the paper is not very clear after all. If anything goes wrong in the farming here, the old man can send someone to Daming Village... that is, Heifeng Village to look for me. I have no other ideas, I just want to pray for the world.

Under this, farmers can harvest more food, and everyone can have enough to eat. Whether it is farming methods, or corn and sweet potatoes, the old people can spread the word. The more people know about it, the better, and everyone can live a good life."

After hearing this, Bai Zongwang was completely convinced, and could even be said to be admired.

Those who are selfless can always be admired.

Zhu Guoxiang's words and deeds can be called selfless.

"well!"

Bai Zongwang sighed and said: "It is very rare for everyone to have enough to eat. The more food we grow, the more severe the government's taxation will be. There will always be some exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes."

This is the truth.

Take the various roads in Sichuan and Shaanxi as an example. The tea on Kuizhou Road was not prohibited. It was a viable avenue left by the imperial court for Sichuan tea.

The results of it?

Nowadays, no one grows tea on Kuizhou Road.

The local government reset the card on Kuizhou Road so that tea merchants could not go far without encountering barriers to collect taxes. This resulted in the commercial tax on Kuizhou tea being several times higher than the tea itself, making the tea merchants unprofitable.

The tea farmers were also unlucky.

Even private tea has become extinct because there are too many tax collection stations and it is difficult to get through all the joints. Even if you can get through, you can't make money.

Zhu Guoxiang looked pitiful and pitiful: "It will be good for the people if they can collect a few more buckets of grain. Let's do our best to obey the destiny."
Chapter completed!