Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1100: settle accounts

  Chapter 1100 Settle accounts

  Chu Heng stood by to help her hold an umbrella, and Lu Chuan arranged to take the carriage away.

   "Is Xie Yu going well?" Ye Muyu asked.

"Well, it's deep winter now, and spring will start in more than a month. All kinds of food are starting to be planted. I'm afraid he is very busy, and he still needs to plant trees. There are not many trees now, so he can only plant from saplings. I'm afraid it will be too late. "

   "If it's too late, I can only stockpile food first." Ye Muyu frowned. She knew that the counties below were affected by the river water, and it snowed this year.

   "Hoarding food is not so easy." Chu Heng sighed softly. After all, he didn't want to affect Ye Muyu's good mood, so he didn't plan to mention this matter again.

  Ye Muyu reached out and patted the back of his hand: "Ah Heng, did you forget the high-yielding rice seeds?"

"I think that if all the sent ones are planted, the extra grain will be enough to rescue the loss of Yuzhou first, and then all the grain planted in the next year will be promoted, and the common people will be able to share high-yield grains. Have a good time."

   "The choice here depends entirely on the emperor, but if the situation between the court and China is as complicated as you said, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to borrow the grain that will be grown next year."

   "However, this also needs to be considered under the assumption that there will be too much snow in Yuzhou this year, which will affect mass production."

   "Let's deal with the flood according to your ideas now, it will always be useful." Ye Muyu stretched out his hand and patted the back of his hand: "Don't worry, it depends on human effort."

  Chu Heng looked at the top of her head with soft eyes, but he couldn't dissipate the shadow in his heart. The reason why he took action against the Lin family so quickly was because the situation next year was not good.

   It's just that he can't say this, so he has to think of another way.

  Ye Muyu did not expect that Chu Heng would continue to be busy during the Chinese New Year, busy running around and going to the yamen.

  She is also looking at the ledgers of all Zhuangzi in her hand.

All the seven villages in my hometown planted grain, fruit trees on the mountain, and some medicinal materials. The wheat and rice harvested throughout the year were not sold. The high-yielding rice originally had more than 600,000 catties, but nearly With 600,000 catties, only tens of thousands of catties of rice seed remained, and the yield of wheat was lower, only 300,000 catties, which was the harvest of 2,000 mu of land respectively.

   It’s no wonder that rich families have money. It costs dozens of taels to buy any jewelry, but tens of taels can buy thousands of catties of grain.

On the other hand, an ordinary family can already be a wealthy household with more than a dozen acres of land, which also includes dry fields and paddy fields. Calculated, six acres of dry fields can produce eight to nine hundred catties of wheat, and six acres of paddy fields can produce one thousand catties of rice. The high-yield rice can be nearly 800 catties, which is equivalent to doubled.

  The rice in it is husked and replaced with rice, and the quantity is reduced again.

  Even so, the family can barely eat enough, and this is still a wealthy household.

  If she sells the 300,000 jin of wheat in her hand, the normal price would be about three thousand taels of silver, which is not much.

  And if 300,000 catties of wheat are ground into flour, an adult’s three meals a day are noodles, which consumes about one and a half catties of flour, while one catty of wheat can grind seven taels of flour.

   Calculated in this way, the wheat in her hand can grind 210,000 catties of flour, and if she wants to carry it for three months, it will be enough for 1,500 people at most.

  It may seem like a lot, but it is not enough at all.

  After finishing the calculation, Ye Muyu rubbed his forehead, planning to continue to buy Zhuangzi.

  (end of this chapter)