Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

County government meeting hall.

It is called a meeting room, but in fact it is just a room with a long table.

Shen Zheng sat at the head of the table, with several other directors sitting on both sides below.

Seeing that everyone was present, she said, "I have invited you all here today because I have something to discuss with you."

Several village heads who were unaware of the situation had puzzled expressions on their faces and looked quietly at the people around them.

Is it possible that the adults are going to do something important again?

Wu Lizheng and Zhou Lizheng, who knew the situation, both smiled.

Shen Zheng didn't want to beat around the bush, so she said directly: "It's about the rice planted in our fields. The rice in Shanghe Village has already started to ear."

Several village heads were stunned. Just for this matter? Do they have to make a trip even when the rice is heading?

Shen Zheng directly called out Wu Lizheng's name: "Wu Lizheng, tell us about it."

Wu Lizheng saw that his chance to show off had come, and he stood up suddenly. The chair behind him made a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

Zhang Lizheng from Qingyuan Village next to him was so amused by his action that he whispered:

"Why are you so excited? The adults have already said that we don't need to stand up when we discuss matters."

Wu Lizheng glanced at him sideways and did not answer. Instead, he reached out to straighten his clothes.

Zhang Lizheng's face became even more confused. Why was Old Wu acting so weird today?

Wu Lizheng cleared his throat, looked around and said, "Today, the rice in my Shanghe Village has begun to ear."

He paused, deliberately keeping the question in suspense.

Zhang Lizheng, who was standing by, secretly pushed him.

"Go on, then!"

Wu Lizheng continued slowly, "Those rice plants, each one has at least sixteen ears of rice."

He deliberately spoke in a nonchalant tone just to see the reactions of those present. He was so excited today, he didn't believe they could sit still.

"what!"

Sure enough, except for Zhou, the head of Nanba Village, all the other headmen stood up.

At this point they no longer cared about losing their composure and all looked at Wu Lizheng in shock.

Zhang Lizheng spoke first, his voice trembling slightly.

"Old Wu, except for Xiao Zhou, all of us here are old guys. You can't tease us old guys!"

There are more than a dozen rice ears on a rice plant. Who would believe this?

But now they are in the county government office, and the county magistrate is sitting in the seat of honor. Would Old Wu lie to them?

At the beginning, the county magistrate said that the yield per mu of this rice would be higher than that of ordinary rice, and the tillering of the seedlings also proved it.

But are a dozen ears of rice taller?

Several other village heads also nodded. They had lived for decades, and how could they produce more than a dozen ears of rice?

Simply unheard of!

Wu Lizheng suppressed his secret joy and spoke in a serious tone:

"The county magistrate is here, why would I tease you?"

Several village heads turned their eyes to Shen Zheng again, and when they saw Shen Zheng nod, they suddenly felt dizzy.

Some of them couldn't stand and fell back onto their chairs.

Zhang Lizheng's lips trembled slightly, he still couldn't believe it.

He asked Shen Zheng again, "Sir, how can a rice plant have more than a dozen ears of rice?"

Wu Lizheng answered directly: "Don't bother me, sir. Dozens of people in Shanghe Village have seen it today! If you don't believe me, come with me and you will know!"

Wu Lizheng hoped that these people would not believe him, so that he could bring them all back for a visit today and spread the reputation of his Shanghe Village!

When the other village heads heard him say this, they gradually began to believe it.

They were a little restless. They had just arrived at the county government office and wanted to go back and take a look.

Each of their households planted at least one acre of rice. If each plant had twelve rice ears, they would not go hungry next year!

By the way, with twelve ears of rice, how much yield can be obtained per mu?

Zhou Lizheng's calculations were quite good, and he pretended to be calm and said:

"Ordinary rice can only produce one or two ears of rice, and the yield per mu is about 160 catties. The rice that the county magistrate gave us, even if it can produce 16 ears of rice, will be more than 1,200 catties."

He was stunned after he said that. One thousand two hundred kilograms?! How come it was so much?

In an instant, he became unconfident, and secretly stretched out his fingers and started counting them.

That’s right, it’s 1,200 kilograms!

"One thousand two hundred pounds!"

Zhang Lizheng's voice broke. What does this mean? !

He turned to look at Shen Zheng who was sitting on the main seat and asked, "Sir, did you bring this rice down from the sky?"

Shen Zheng was stunned. Aren’t they talking about yield per mu? What does this have to do with that?

The other village heads not only did not find it strange, but also nodded in agreement.

They suppressed their excitement and said, "Sir, if the rice yield per mu is really 1,200 kilograms, then the people of Tongan County will never have to go hungry again!"

Happiness comes too suddenly.

At this time, their minds were still dizzy and the only thing they could think about was not being hungry.

Shen Zheng nodded and said in a guiding manner: "Not going hungry is the most basic requirement for us to grow rice. Apart from that, can you think of anything else?"

Zhou Lizheng's mind worked quickly, and his eyes immediately lit up when he heard this.

"We can also sell rice seeds and make money! If we sell a pound of rice seeds for a hundred coins, ten pounds will be one ounce of silver!"

One tael of silver! For these peasants, it was very good to save one tael of silver a year!

Now they only need to sell ten kilograms of rice seeds to get one or two taels of silver, which is simply a class leap!

After hearing this, Shen Zheng raised her hands and covered her forehead, feeling helpless.

You say Zhou Lizheng is stupid, but he actually thought of selling rice seeds.

You think he is smart, but he only dares to sell one pound for one hundred coins.

Let alone one hundred wen, even if Shen Zheng were asked to sell it, she wouldn't even bother with five hundred wen per pound.

She had no choice but to remind him, "This pricing is not right. Zhou Lizheng might as well be bolder."

Zhou Lizheng frowned. In the past, good rice seeds in the grain shop were basically 30 cents per pound.

He just said a hundred coins, and he felt that he was asking for too much and was a little ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

But the adults asked him to speak in a grander way, so he could only speak hesitantly due to his lack of confidence:

"Then we'll sell it... for 120 wen a pound!"

Shen Zheng:......

How bold.

When the other village heads saw her holding her forehead and keeping silent, they knew that she was not satisfied with the price that Village Head Zhou had mentioned.

Wu Lizheng thought he was a bold man, so he said confidently: "I think the price should be 200 coins per catty!"

"Ouch!"

The other village chiefs exclaimed, "Wu Lizheng is so bold! That's two hundred coins!"

Shen Zheng was left in a state of confusion as to whether to laugh or cry.

She had no choice but to speak first and sort out the overall situation for them.

"As you all know, the average yield of rice on the market today is less than 200 kilograms per mu, and the yield of several grains such as corn is not much different from that of rice."

Several village heads nodded. They were all farmers, so they knew this.