Traveling through ancient times, the spy princess had everything going smoothly

The meat-selling scandal passed just like that, and Qinghe also discovered that most of the people in this village were simple and kind.

I will take the imperial examinations in the future, so reputation is very important. To live well in the village, I must maintain good relationships, and the binding of interests is even more important.

In modern times, as a special agent defending the country, I always take serving the people as my responsibility.

Considering the miserable life of the original owner and the villagers' daily hunger, Chu Qinghe felt that he could use modern knowledge to do something for the villagers here.

Improve their living conditions. After all, I have several thousand taels of silver in my hands now.

At the same time, Bai Er was reporting Chu Qinghe's cancellation of the engagement at Yuelai Restaurant.

After hearing this, Bai Ye felt cold in his heart.

The two scholars in the Lin family are just scoundrels who teamed up with the Chu family to bully that petite and weak girl. People with such character are not worthy of standing in the upper echelons.

“Bai Er, find someone to keep a close eye on the Lin family and disclose their affairs to the county school at the appropriate time.

In addition, prepare gifts and send them to the Chu family to thank Miss Chu for saving her life, and ask Steward Lin to prepare the betrothal gifts according to the princess's regulations and be ready to propose marriage at any time."

After Bai Ye finished explaining, although he was angry that the little girl was bullied, he was thankful that the little girl would not have to suffer by marrying a scumbag.

"Yes." Bai Er responded and retreated.

In the evening, Qinghe told Chu Laoer and Qin about her idea, and went to the headman's house with five pounds of pork and one pound of sugar.

Zhang Dashan's wife, Li, saw Qinghe coming home and asked with a smile:

"He girl is here, come quickly, is there anything you need today?"

"Aunt, is the village head at home? I want to ask him something."

"Yes, just come in."

Then he called to the head of the village:

"Dad, He girl is looking for you." He took Qinghe to the door and went to the kitchen to help cook.

"He girl, what's the matter with you coming to see grandpa? Tell grandpa."

Li Zheng was smoking his pipe and said to Qinghe with a smile.

"Grandpa Lizheng, my father said that you and Uncle Dashan have been busy at home today, so he asked me to bring some pork and sugar."

"We are all from the same village, why are you doing all this? He girl, keep it for your father to supplement his diet. We also bought some today, so it's enough for him to eat."

"Grandpa Lizheng, if you don't want us to do this, we won't dare to bother you, Uncle Dashan, and Uncle Dahai to help with our family's affairs in the future.

Please take it, we have a lot more at home."

"That's fine. If you have something to say, just tell me. Although the village head can't do anything else, he can still protect you in the village."

The head of the village said with a smile.

"Okay, Grandpa Lizheng, I have something to ask you today. How much is one mu of land in our village? I want to buy some land to plant."

The village head took a puff of his cigarette, thought for a moment and said:

"He girl, the good farmland in our village is six taels per mu, and the dry land is four taels.

There is no good farmland for sale now, but there are five or six acres of dry land.

At the foot of the mountain, near the river, no one has the money to buy land now, so those few acres of land are left there uncultivated.”

Qinghe recalled and remembered the location of those acres of land.

If I buy those acres of land, I can build a house there, away from the crowd, close to the river, and very close to the old house.

"Grandpa Lizheng, there are so many wastelands in our village, why is no one reclaiming them?"

Qinghe asked about her confusion.

The headman tapped his pipe.

“It’s not that no one is willing to open up wasteland.

If no taxes are paid for three years after the wasteland is reclaimed, there will be no output for two or three years after the wasteland is reclaimed.

However, in the fourth year, they had to pay 40% of the tax grain, or 500 copper coins a year, and this continued for three years.

Only then can we pay taxes according to the current 30% tax rate. It is easy to open up wasteland, but it is difficult to pay taxes!"

After saying this, the village head was also very sad. He continued:

"Now every household can produce 300 kilograms of rice per mu per year, which is a very good harvest.

After paying the grain tax, every household exchanged fine grain for coarse grain, but they were still living in uncertainty year after year.

"How much does one acre of those wastelands cost?" Qinghe asked the head of the village.

"Those wastelands are worth one tael of silver per mu. Girl He, do you want to reclaim the wasteland?"

The village head looked up at Qinghe and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, Grandpa Lizheng, I want these few acres of dry land by the river.

I don’t think my house will be able to survive a rain during the rainy season.

So I want to build a house on this dry land. Are there any craftsmen in our village who can build a house?

If there is, I will find someone from the village to build it.

In addition, I want to buy this piece of wasteland. Can you help me measure how many acres it is? I will pay you for it when the time comes.

If we want to open up the wasteland, I will need your help to find some people. I will pay them for the work. Do you think it's okay?"

The village head was shocked.

"He girl, do you really want to build a house?

Grandpa has been worried about your house and is afraid it will be dangerous when summer comes.

When it comes to building a house, your Uncle Dazhu from the village chief's family and your Uncle Dahai from my family can do it.

You can ask them about this. How much of the dry land do you want? Grandpa will go and measure it tomorrow."

“I want all those dry lands.

I have a blueprint for building a house here. I want to show it to Uncle Dahai. Can we build it?"

As he said this, he took out a blueprint and handed it to the head of the village.

The village head hurriedly called Zhang Dahai over, and Zhang Dahai took the drawing and started to look at it.

This house is different in style from the houses I have seen before. It is similar to the houses of wealthy families in the county.

But it was even better. There were some places that Zhang Dahai couldn't understand, so he asked Qinghe and found out that they were toilets and restrooms.

There is also a heating design, and Qinghe explained to him its functions and how to use it.

The more Zhang Dahai looked at it, the more shocked he became, and the more delighted he became. If this house was built, it would definitely be the first of its kind in the entire Shangao Village.

No, it should be the first one in Qingshui Town or even Tailai County.

Zhang Dahai agreed on the spot and hurried to find Li Dazhui to discuss how to build the house.

The head of the village looked at his son's excited expression and knew that the house must be very beautiful, otherwise his son would not be so excited.

After the house building issue was resolved, the village head mentioned that Qinghe wanted to hire someone to help with land reclamation.

“Now is not the busy farming season, and everyone has nothing to do at home.

If you want to open up new land, it's easy to find people. How many people do you want to help you?"

Being able to have work to do during the slack season, everyone can earn some money to supplement their family income and improve their lives. This girl He has really helped the villagers.

"Grandpa Lizheng, I believe in your vision, just look for it, but don't be sneaky or sneaky.

I'll pay them 30 cents a day, and I won't provide lunch. Is that okay with you?"

The village head was moved again, "He girl, how much silver do you have?

If we work on this for a while, we can create a lot of new land!"

Qing He smiled and said, "Grandpa Lizheng, I have enough money, you can just let them open it without worry.

In addition, I would like to trouble you to keep an eye on it and record the work situation every day to avoid any trouble.

You don't have to work, and I'll give you thirty cents a day, just to trouble you to take care of it."

Hearing Qinghe say this, the head of the village felt relieved:

"Okay, He girl, Grandpa knows that you are giving all the work to our villagers and helping everyone.

Grandpa thanks you on behalf of all the villagers. Grandpa will remember your kindness.

"Leave the land reclamation to Grandpa. I'll keep a close eye on it for you."

When she returned home, Chu Lao Er and Qin were waiting for her. Qing He smiled knowingly:

"Dad, how do you feel?" Seeing Qinghe, the second brother Chu was very happy:

"It hurts a little, but otherwise everything is fine."

I went forward and felt Daddy's pulse.

"Everything is fine now. Pain is normal. Daddy, you just need to be patient and take the medicine on time."

After telling Qin how to take the medicine, he said:

"Mom and Dad, I went to see the head of the village today.

Tomorrow the village head will go to measure the dry land, and Uncle Dahai and Uncle Dazhu will be responsible for building a house for us.

I plan to buy all the wasteland outside the village. After measuring it tomorrow, the village head will find someone to help reclaim it, so that we can have more support in the future."