The Transmigrated Life of a Salty Fish Family

Chapter 880 Grain Stockpiling in Xiao'an Village

Yan Huaiwen arrived a little late.

The sun had fully risen.

I was covered in sweat after working for only a short while.

"Uncle, have some water."

Yan Yu, that little flatterer, ran over happily.

Li Xuemei placed the little bud in the basket on the ground, and following the sound, saw her daughter's attentiveness, and smiled with pursed lips.

Ever since Yan Huaiwen took out a huge sum of money, over a thousand taels of silver, and kept giving the children small change, Qianchu worked even harder making shoe toes and sock hems. Her daughter went to great lengths to win over her older brother, which she called "exploding gold coins."

The elder brother knew perfectly well what was going on, but was very willing to cooperate.

What do you call this? This is called "one willing to hit and the other willing to be hit".

Her daughter not only benefits herself, but also always drags Xiaoya along. Of course, the older sister helps her younger sister, who hasn't even learned to walk upright yet and is currently still crawling, manage the extra coins.

He even showed the accounts to Li Xuemei; they were in a separate booklet, and the records were meticulously documented.

Li Xuemei wanted to see what she was trying to achieve by making such a fuss.

“Uncle, you should go study. The helpers we’ve hired are all strong men. They’ll have all the work done in three days. You don’t need to lift a finger.” Yan Yu smiled brightly, her face as radiant as the sun. Although her complexion hadn’t fully recovered, it made her eyes appear even clearer.

Yan Huaiwen's eyes were smiling, and his expression was gentle.

“Your father and I have neglected farming, and the good harvest is all thanks to Xiao Er’s hard work. Your uncle is happy and wants to stay in the fields for a while longer.”

The harvested wheat was piled high, revealing the unique black soil of Guanzhou.

"The yield per mu is much higher than in my hometown," Yan Huaiwen said.

"Hehe, although Guanzhou only grows one crop a year, our land is fertile! The total harvest can't compare to the two or three crops a year in the south, but the crops in our fields, Uncle, I'm not bragging, are definitely tastier than those in the south. You can chew them; they're delicious even when eaten raw."

Yan Yu kneaded a handful of wheat, ate half herself, and handed the other half to her uncle.

Yan Huaiwen didn't mind and put it directly into his mouth to chew.

He nodded and said, "That's right."

Yan Yu's chubby face beamed with joy.

"Uncle, I want to bring some back for Dad when I go to the capital, so he can taste the new grain." Yan Yu counted on her fingers: "I'll definitely give a gift to my godfather, and I'll have to bring some to the prince, otherwise he'll complain. I'll also send some to the Duke. Once we get to the capital, we'll be living off his rice bowl, hehehehe!"

Yan Huaiwen nodded with a smile: "You're very kind, waiter."

"It's all thanks to my uncle's excellent teaching," Yan Yu replied fluently.

Yan Huaiwen skillfully took out a piece of broken silver.

"Go and run an errand and invite a few village elders to my home. I have something to discuss with them."

"Okay, Uncle!" Yan Yu's small hand, which was collecting the money, flashed by with incredible speed.

The sound was both pleasant and joyful.

……

Yan Yu squatted at the door of her own main room as usual.

The little ears stood up.

It leisurely held a straw in its mouth, wiggling it up and down and left and right with its sharp little teeth.

It sometimes wobbles into an 8, sometimes into a 0.

At first, I heard from my uncle and the village elders that the drought in our hometown of Qishan Prefecture had not eased and that we didn't know what the situation would be like next year. Recently, the harvest in Guanzhou was good, and the price of grain on the market had dropped a little. However, when we fled to Xiao'an Village last year, the price was still rising.

He then suggested that the village's grain should not be sold to outsiders, but should be kept at home as a precaution.

The village elders naturally agreed. Last year, Guanzhou Prefecture received refugees fleeing famine, causing grain prices to surge. Coupled with the ongoing war, Guanzhou has been experiencing a food shortage. If it weren't for the favorable weather, where wild vegetables could be easily found in the mountains and fields to fill their stomachs, they don't know how difficult the situation would have been.

Xiao'an Village didn't feel much because they bought a batch of grain from the south and also took advantage of the rebels during the war.

In fact, in the other villages they knew, which family didn't live on a meager diet of wild vegetable porridge every day?

Otherwise, why would so many people come to Xiao'an Village looking for work?

Afterwards, Yan Huaiwen suggested that if there was sufficient capacity, the village could collect and store grain.

Yan Yu, who was squatting by the door with her hands in her pockets, suddenly brightened up.

It's good to have grain harvested!

Instead of letting grain merchants make a fortune by selling grain to them, it's better to let them profit!
No, no, it's not about taking advantage of that.

Instead, it is centrally managed to prepare for unforeseen circumstances.

After Xiao'an Camp came under the command of the Duke, Yan Yucai truly understood what it meant to be paid by the emperor.

If we don't say that all the supplies such as pay, provisions, and military equipment were provided, then at least 70% or 80% were supplied.

It's nothing like the frugal days we had in the old camp.

Under the bright and clear sky, under the rule of the Great Jin Dynasty.

There are even soldiers who have to support themselves?
Aside from those who want to rebel, I've never seen anything so strange!

Although Yan Yu is currently serving in the Duke's Army, her heart still belongs to her own prince.

The Yan family are true members of the British royal party.

What if something unexpected happens in the future?

Leaving the grain in Guanzhou and Xiao'an Village is the most reassuring option.

Yan Yu originally intended to use the large sum of money given to him by his uncle to purchase land and property after he went to Beijing.

But at this moment, the scales tipped further toward the grain hoarding side.

Ugh!
I still don't have enough money.

Otherwise, what's the point of making a choice? You have to have them all!

After discussing it, the village elders decided that the village would take the lead, starting with Xiao'an Village. Anyone who wanted to sell grain would have it bought by the village, and then the word would gradually spread through the helpers who came to the village.

The small market days in Xiao'an Village on the 1st and 6th of each month can also be utilized.

They don't have much capital, and they can't compare with those wealthy grain merchants. If they put all their grain into buying grain and don't sell it, they probably won't be able to make ends meet. It's better to make a steady living. According to the habits of farmers, they won't sell all their grain at once, but will sell it little by little to make a living.

Taking the lead in the name of the village has many advantages. First, it will prevent price gouging. Second, it will establish the impression that Xiao'an Village has been a long-term grain buyer in people's minds. Third, all the cellars and tunnels dug in the village can be used to store grain, and the village will arrange people to manage them in a unified manner, which will be more cost-effective.

Finally, her uncle mentioned the crops in Leshan Prefecture.

The people of Leshan Prefecture had signed a treaty with Guanzhou. When Leshan Prefecture was ravaged by barbarians and its inhabitants were displaced, most of them fled to Guanzhou. Although they have gradually returned home, the Guanzhou army took good care of them during the interim period.

As agreed, Guanzhou would send people to haul away the grain during the autumn harvest.

Each county government in Guanzhou was assigned a corresponding county in Leshan Prefecture.

The yamen staff at Huju were insufficient, so laborers had to be conscripted.

Yan Huaiwen naturally had to take care of the village.

Several old men inside the hall were all smiles.

Xiao'an Village has reclaimed a lot of land, but the villagers are too capable. This amount of land is not enough for them to harvest in three to five days. If they put in a little more effort, they can finish it in two days. The remaining finishing work can be done by the women and children at home, and the strong laborers of each family can be freed up.

They went to Leshan Prefecture to haul grain, and they could make money by taking it out and also bring back grain along the way. Tsk tsk tsk, there's nothing better than this!
Ahem, I've been staying home for so long without updating, and I'm writing so slowly, I feel so guilty!

I'm offering up a mushroom—no, a good book—for you, my benefactors, to have a little treat! ~(〃'▽'〃)~