On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

Song Xile didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Uncles, let me first tell you about the pumpkin planting situation in our village."

"It's like this. Half of the pumpkins you saw just now belong to my family, and the other half belong to the villagers of Songjia Village."

"I can now promise you that the price of a pure pumpkin is five cents per pound, and one cent can buy ten pumpkin seeds..."

Before Song Xile finished speaking, someone excitedly said, "I want one or two taels of silver for the seeds!"

When someone heard this, someone immediately shouted, "I want five taels of silver!"

County Magistrate Zhou's face couldn't help but darken when he heard this.

How could he not know what these people were thinking? Did they want to hoard them for themselves and then sell them at a high price?

Before he could yell back, Song Xile smiled and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. My family has implemented a purchase limit on pumpkins and pumpkin seeds. Each person can only buy one acre of seeds, and a village can only sell a maximum of thirty acres of seeds."

"Please understand that the entire Nanyun County has been hit by disasters this year. I need to help the county magistrate to ensure that everyone in our county who wants to sow can sow."

She turned around and saluted to the county magistrate. "When the time comes, please send someone to help me check the number of people to ensure that everyone who wants to plant can do so!"

County Magistrate Zhou supported Song Xile's request from the bottom of his heart.

So he solemnly promised in front of everyone: "This matter is beneficial to the people of Nanyun County. After I return, I will send two clerks to assist you in managing the household registration."

Song Xile bowed again, "In that case, thank you very much, sir."

After hearing what the county magistrate said, most people put their little thoughts on hold. Some elders who were ready to make a move wanted to go back and inform their clansmen immediately.

One of them was more thoughtful and asked, "Are other villagers selling pumpkins? What's the price?"

Song Xile nodded, "Of course I'm selling these. The disaster this year is serious, and the uncles and aunts in the village rely on these pumpkins for their livelihoods. Some of them even have to help their relatives, so they can't sell them at such a low price as I am. I hope everyone here can understand."

"But if you still want to plant a few more acres of land, you can negotiate with them. As long as the price is right, I think they will be willing to sell it to you!"

Song Xile's words were reasonable and logical. They not only provided them with convenience, but also provided a way for those who wanted to buy more.

At this point everyone present had a clue in their minds, and no one could sit still.

Song Xile saw everyone's urgency and said straightforwardly, "If everyone thinks there is no problem, go back and inform the villagers. Starting tomorrow, those who want to buy pumpkins will be led by the village chief to come here to purchase."

The village heads and clan elders who had received the news stood up and said goodbye to the county magistrate, especially those who lived far away, for they were afraid that if they were a step late, the pumpkin seeds would be snatched away by others!

After Song Xile said this, most of the people in the crowded courtyard left in an instant, and finally only six village chiefs and clan elders with sad faces were left in the courtyard.

After the crowd retreated, they stood alone in the courtyard, feeling a little awkward and not knowing what to do.

Their village is far from the county town and the people in the village are very poor. The villagers can barely make ends meet now, so how can they afford to buy seeds?

But the village heads also knew that if they wanted to survive the disaster year, there was no better way than to grow pumpkins.

For the sake of their fellow villagers, the five village chiefs did not want to leave.

But they were very honest people. Facing such a senior official as the county magistrate, they did not know how to start the conversation for a moment.

Song Xile saw several people rubbing their clothes with their hands, looking very embarrassed, so he stepped forward and asked, "Uncles, do you have any difficulties?"

At this time, County Magistrate Zhou, who had just finished talking to Patriarch Song, also noticed a few people.

He stepped forward and asked, "But the villagers are in financial difficulty? Can't they come up with money?"

A skinny old man said with pleading eyes, "Sir, I am from Linjia Village. Our village is close to Nanyang County. The villagers have helped all the relatives, but we really can't come up with any money!"

Once one person speaks up, it won't be difficult for others to speak up.

Everyone shared the difficulties in their village.

County Magistrate Zhou was a relatively pragmatic person. He knew very well that the village under his jurisdiction was indeed in difficulty.

After everyone had expressed their difficulties, he told them the plan he had prepared early in the morning.

"Then you go back and ask the villagers to bring their household registrations here, take the pumpkin seeds back and plant them, and when the autumn harvest comes, give 20% to the county government as your reward!"

When the village leaders heard this, they changed their previous dejected attitude and kept thanking him, "Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir."

County Magistrate Zhou waved his hand in a good mood, "It's done, go back and inform the villagers!"

After the village heads bowed respectfully to Magistrate Zhou, they ran back with joy on their faces.

After everyone had left, County Magistrate Zhou turned around and said to Song Xile, "The seeds distributed to them will be paid for by the county government when the time comes."

Song Xile complimented him, "Your Excellency loves the people like your own children. This is truly a blessing for the people of Nanyun County!"

County Magistrate Zhou was so pleased that he felt he was floating in the air with praise.

He waved his hand and said, "At this moment, I still have to rely on your support for me. I'll leave the sale of pumpkin seeds to you. I won't bother you while you prepare!"

"I'll go back first. I'll send a clerk over tomorrow morning to assist you!"

"It's getting late, why don't you stay here and have dinner?" Patriarch Song invited earnestly.

"No, we will start selling pumpkins tomorrow, and you still have a lot of things to prepare, so I won't bother you anymore!" After saying that, he walked out.

Everyone just escorted the county magistrate out of the village.

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The village heads and elders who returned home from Songjia Village immediately convened a meeting of the villagers.

He recounted what he had seen and heard in Songjia Village today.

When the villagers heard the news, they couldn't help but talk about it.

One of the villagers near Songjia Village said, "I was wondering, I once passed by Songjia Village and they guarded the road to the village so tightly. It turns out there is such a treasure."

"It's a treasure. If I had such a high-yield crop at home, I would stay with it all the time, even when I sleep."

Everyone burst into laughter and the atmosphere became very lively. It had been a long time since they felt so happy.

After letting Congming talk a lot, the elders knocked on the table, signaling everyone to be quiet, and began to discuss the purchase of seeds tomorrow.

Among them, the village chief of Linjia Village, whose home was relatively far away, hurried all the way and it was already late at night when he returned to the village.

As soon as Village Chief Lin entered the village, the villagers who had been waiting for news immediately came to greet him.

Village Chief Lin was startled by the sudden influx of people. "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

One villager asked nervously, "Village head, why did the county magistrate call you? Is he asking us to pay taxes?"

"Village head, we have packed our bags. If the county magistrate wants to exploit us, we will leave tonight!"