✔Farming through the portable space

23

Chapter Twenty-Three

After a few days of exposure to the sun, the wheat was all dry. Xiang Yu and Youran took the grain home. This time it was much easier, at least it was much easier than the wheat ears and straws.

Taxation is one of the main sources of the country's economy, especially for farmers, all kinds of taxes are overwhelming. Xiang Yu's village is not a rich place, and it is also remote, but there are still a lot of taxes.

Xiang Yu asked the village chief to get a rough idea of ​​the situation. The current tax is collected according to the head, and of course there is land rent. Although Youran's parents have passed away, the headcount of this season is still counted. After this wheat harvest season, the village head will tell the official who comes to collect taxes how many people are there now, which dead people do not need to pay taxes, and which newborns How much do you need to pay? Although the country will have a census, it is only once every three years, so generally if a villager dies, the village head will tell the official when collecting taxes, so that the next time the tax is paid, the death tax will not be collected up.

Due to the lack of seeds and various fertilizers, now one mu of land is about two to three hundred catties of wheat (it is said that before the Han Dynasty, it was basically 120-170), and the Youran family's ten mu of land is at most two to three thousand catties.

Xiang Yu frowned. This is really too little. In modern times, one mu of land is basically more than a thousand catties, and here it is even only one-tenth of modern land. Xiang Yu felt that there were too few, while Youran was overjoyed. From Youran's point of view, this was already a bumper harvest, and this year's grain production was considered high. Even Fang Shi, who had been helping all the time, grabbed their wheat and said yes high yield.

Since the wheat was brought home and surrounded by bamboo strips, Youran often wanted to take a look around. Their family hadn't had wheat noodles for a long time, and they always ate corn noodles. This year's wheat is growing well, so maybe they can always have noodles this year. However, Big Brother Xiang didn't seem very happy, "Brother Xiang, what's the matter with you, this year's grain grows well, and the harvest is also high, so we can have wheat noodles even after paying the tax, why are you so unhappy? "

"Youran, have you always produced so much wheat at home?" Xiang Yu always thought that even ancient times must be similar to modern times, even if the difference is not much worse, because in his impression, it seems that the average yield per mu Well, he never knew it was so much worse? It's almost ten times worse!

"Yes, my parents are very good at farming. They are the masters of farming in the village. Every year our family has more than other families in the village!" Zhu Youran replied honestly.

"Oh, okay, I see." Xiang Yu didn't tell him how much the yield per mu was in that era. He still doesn't know how the people here grow it, and he doesn't know why there are so few. Let's talk about the output later. I don't know if what I know is useful. Can it increase the output?

Before the grain was confiscated, the village head had already notified that it was time to pay the tax. To pay the tax, the grain had to be transported to the county town and then to a special place, where there would be special officials in charge of taxation. Every family in the village gathered carts of grain at the entrance of the village and sent them to the city together. The village chief wanted to help Youran and his family take them there, but Xiang Yu wanted to see what the street market was like here. Yes, what is it like in the city? I have only seen it on TV before, and now I am still quite curious, but this time paying taxes is the most important thing. I have to sell some more food, and then buy some other things necessities.