Ancient natural disasters: The whole family traveled through time and was almost wiped out

chapter Five

As a result, in the next two years, he was appreciated by his superior, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and from then on he became one of the "good things" that involved forming cliques, accepting bribes, etc. The original owner struggled, and whether it was forced or voluntary, he finally joined them.

But he has not become a veteran in officialdom, and his conscience is still there. While seeking benefits for himself, he also works hard to get things done, which makes the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue even more satisfied.

But just last month, a water conservancy project under the charge of the Left Vice Minister of Works went wrong, and the Left Vice Minister of Works pushed him out to take the blame without hesitation.

The Minister of Works was furious and wanted to remove him immediately.

Fortunately, his work ability was still acceptable and he had made several contributions - although his great contribution had been taken away, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue still came out to say a few good words for him, and he was changed from being fired to voluntarily resigning. Otherwise, the original owner would not have been ashamed to return to his hometown.

His boss might have felt guilty, or he might have been afraid that the original owner would talk nonsense, so after the original owner stated that he would keep his mouth shut and return to his hometown and would never come back to the capital again, he generously gave him 50,000 taels of silver notes. Together with the more than 20,000 taels he had saved in the past two years, the total was more than 70,000 taels.

This is a wealth that even ten generations of the Jiang family may not be able to earn.

It was not a bad thing to be an official for these five years.

However, the original owner was feeling depressed and his ambitions were unfulfilled, but there was nothing he could do as he could not stay in the capital for long, so he wrote a letter home.

He thought that opening an academy in his hometown county would not be too disgraceful to the character of scholars.

Perhaps he was still unwilling to give up. He had just bought the small house in the capital this year, and he did not sell it after he left. He only left an old man to guard the door, and sent away the others. Even the confidants who had always been around him released their indentures, and then he "returned home in glory" with his wife and children.

But when they were still a day away from home, they missed the rest stop and had to camp outdoors. Their daughter Jiang Xiaomi saw some clumps of mushrooms and on a whim picked quite a few to make soup. When her daughter was young, she often followed Old Lady Yang up the mountain to pick mushrooms and was not afraid of picking poisonous mushrooms. The whole family drank the soup without any hesitation after drinking the mushrooms picked by Jiang Xiaomi, who only followed Old Lady Yang to pick mushrooms. They all drank the soup in anger.

The four of them felt dizzy, nauseous and vomited when they came through. If the original owner's family hadn't brought a lot of medicinal herbs with them, if his wife Jiang Suying hadn't been a Chinese medicine doctor, if his wife Jiang Suying hadn't been strong and insisted on taking their pulses and boiling medicine for them, the four of them -

I just arrived and almost returned to my hometown within a day.

They come, the security.

From then on, their family of four became a family of four in Jiangjia Village.

But Jiang Yipei still sighed deeply out of worry.

Sin!

But thinking that I have become twenty years younger for nothing is a little comforting.

Jiang Suying is now one year younger than him and is just thirty-five.

What a great age!

if……

Pooh!

As soon as Jiang Yipei had the idea, he quickly struck out!

No if!

No matter what the world is like, he must protect his wife and children.

There is no benefit in worrying too much.

We can only take one step at a time.

Jiang Lizheng and Jiang Yipei came to the fertile land area of ​​the village.

In the Dasheng State, for the benefit of the people, when a man becomes an adult at the age of sixteen, he is granted ten acres of permanent farmland and twenty acres of mulberry fields and mountain land.

Under normal circumstances, perpetual land can be inherited but not bought or sold. However, in special circumstances, such as when a person is seriously ill and needs medical treatment, the land may have to be sold to raise money.

So under normal circumstances, unless the family is extinct, most people will have dozens of acres of land.

As the name suggests, Jiangjia Village means that everyone in the village has the surname Jiang, and their ancestors are from the same ancestor. It is a village built in the mountains with only one road in and out. It is separated from the neighboring Wangjia Village by only a drying yard. The village is relatively wealthy and harmonious.

Generally speaking, farmers will choose intensive or extensive farming based on the fertility of their fields and the distance. The paddy fields that Jiang Yipei and his friends have come to are all top-quality fields that have been carefully tended by the entire village, so the yield per mu is naturally the highest.

In good years, the yield could reach four stones.

Everyone was sweating profusely in the rice fields.

Old Mrs. Yang and her family have already harvested a large area of ​​rice.

Jiang Xiubin was cutting rice very well. In comparison, Jiang Xiumian was too useless. Not only did he almost cut his hand, but his face was also almost scratched by the rice leaves.

Jiang Yiyu and the servants were holding the rice stalks and threshing the rice with great effort beside the threshing barrel. They had been living a life of luxury for many years, and usually doing farm work was just to cultivate their sentiments. Working as hard as they were now was really exhausting for them. Look, they were already sweating all over.

Zhang and Qin also helped out a little, and Jiang Xiu'an was responsible for taking Jiang Xiaomai to pick rice ears in the fields.

No one is idle.

But in such an intense situation, Jiang Xiaomi was actually whispering with a fair-skinned young boy!

Jiang Xiubai held the sickle, stretched his arm which was sore from swinging the sickle, and asked Jiang Xiaomi in front of him: "Um... I want to ask you something! Do you have any famous calligraphy or paintings at home?"

After all, he is an official, so he should have these essential items for scholars!

Jiang Xiubai looked at Jiang Xiaomi hopefully, as if the woman before him had already promised to give him calligraphy and painting.

"?" Jiang Xiaomi paused while cutting the rice, looked around, and made sure she was the only one in the area: "You talking to me?"

As a student majoring in botany, even if you are a poor student, you still have very natural conditioned reflexes.

She was estimating the yield per mu of the field based on the number of rice ears and the planting density when she was suddenly interrupted. She even forgot what step she was at.

"It's you! It's you! There's no one else around here except you!"

"We...know each other?"

"My name is Jiang Xiubai, I live next door to you, and now we know each other! You haven't answered me yet! Can you hurry up? I'm useful!"

Jiang Xiaomi: "...May I ask what you are for?"

"You may not understand even if I tell you." Jiang Xiubai scratched his hair in annoyance. "Do you know a harvester? It doesn't matter if you don't know! It's a tool that can quickly harvest rice! I want to exchange calligraphy and paintings for people! This kind of manual rice harvesting is too slow. Only a few acres of land can be harvested a day! If heavy rain comes in a few days, the rice will not be dried, let alone harvested! Ah! I'm so worried! Hey! You haven't told me if you have one at home!"

Jiang Xiaomi's pupils dilated slightly, and she looked Jiang Xiubai up and down for a long time before she closed her eyes. She was really shocked by his words at first, and could almost conclude that he was a fellow villager, but her eight hundred thoughts made her think about it carefully, and it seemed that he didn't say anything. A harvester is just a tool. What's the problem?

not at all.

Even if she was a real ancient person, she would only be curious about what a harvester was, something she had never heard of. But people say it is a tool.

"Yes, I do, but can you drive a harvester? Do you have a license?" Jiang Xiaomi stared at Jiang Xiubai, not missing any of the expressions on his face.

"Hey! What kind of license do you need to drive a harvester here?" Jiang Xiubai blurted out the last word and stared at Jiang Xiaomi blankly: "You you you..."