Chapter 32

Jiang Yipei's family's more than 800 acres of paddy fields have been harvested, and the Jiang family's servants are busy in the fields. They want to try their best to move all the rice back before dark.

Many families who had reserved harvesters also came to help.

And now, Jiang Xiubai was about to take over the 200 acres of paddy fields that Jiang Yipei's family had rented out.

He wants to strike now.

He has been working for a long time!

Now I'm hungry...

"What's so tiring about getting promoted and making money?" Jiang Yipei yawned, covering his mouth with his sleeve.

Having lived two lifetimes, how could Jiang Yipei not know the little tricks in the minds of the two yamen runners?

In fact, he was also tired.

He was really wasting precious time standing here watching the rice harvest today, but in order to do a better job in the future, he had to waste this show time.

It's really too difficult.

He yawned again and climbed down from the harvester.

Some tenants were tempted but hesitant about hiring harvesters, even though Jiang Yipei said that they would each pay half of the cost and allowed them to use the rice as commission, with an acre of land only costing them ten cents of rice.

The price of grain in Dasheng Kingdom is now one cent per catty of rice, three cents per catty of brown rice, five cents per catty of cheap white rice, and eight cents per catty of polished rice.

Wheat costs one cent per pound, black flour costs three cents per pound, and white flour costs five cents per pound.

Tenant farmers only need to give ten kilograms of rice per acre of land.

But they need to pay rent. Ten catties per mu is not much, but 200 catties for twenty mu will make them hesitate.

The two hundred acres of land owned by the Jiang family were rented out to five poor families in the village, and were originally their own land.

For various reasons, the land was sold to the Jiang family.

The Jiang family took the land deeds and rented their original land to them, charging only 30% of the rent.

You should know that nowadays the tenants’ rent is generally 40%, and if you encounter a cruel landlord, it can be 50%.

You can't write two Jiang characters with one stroke, so this can be considered a good deed by the Jiang family.

Of course, the Jiang family is not stupid and will help everyone.

Who helps, who doesn't help, and how to help are all carefully considered.

Otherwise, anyone who is in trouble or not, or who wants to take advantage, will come to Lao Jiang's house.

His family is just a small-time bourgeois, but he is not a fool, and this is not the way to be a money-giving boy.

Even if someone wants to sell land for cash and then turn around to rent the land, it is not possible.

The Jiang family is kind, but not foolishly kind.

Therefore, the Jiang family is a presence that many villagers in Jiangjia Village both respect and fear.

"Okay!" Jiang Quezi, who was at the head of the village, gritted his teeth and agreed when he saw Jiang Yipei coming down: "We will give you 10 kilograms of rice per mu of land! Apei, can you harvest the rice for my family first?"

Jiang Quezi is of the same generation as Jiang Lizheng. Although he is the elder, he is very cautious with every word he speaks, except for calling Jiang Yipei by his nickname.

"You are the first one to respond, so naturally I will take over your house first." Jiang Yipei said with a smile.

"Hey hey!" Jiang Guizi nodded hurriedly.

Although his family has many people, the only ones who can work are him, his daughter-in-law and his two grandsons. He has four grandsons and two granddaughters. The oldest is only fifteen years old and the youngest is only five years old.

If you harvest slowly, you can always finish before the frost falls.

But they only had half a month, and they could not harvest all the crops on their sixty acres of land.

"Father-in-law..." daughter-in-law Chen shouted disapprovingly.

"Grandpa..." the eldest grandson Jiang Changhe also shouted.

"Just listen to me." Jiang Quezi sighed with his back hunched.

Jiang Changhe and Chen had no choice but to give up.

Sixty acres of land, a total of six hundred kilograms of rice!

Six hundred coins!

Chen was so angry that she cursed the hellish man in her heart again, hoping that he would go deeper into hell.

It’s best to fry it again in the oil pan eight hundred times!

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