"Study hard! Work hard!"

For a moment, everyone started shouting at the same time.

Xiao Yichen and Shui Lingyue looked at each other and laughed. When everyone calmed down, Xiao Yichen looked at the official road outside. Dongfang Lingyu had not arrived yet, so he said, "It's still early now, so it's better for me and the queen, so I'll talk to you about family matters."

When everyone heard this, they were cheering and were busy pulling their wife beside them and saying, "Go and bring a stool for the emperor and the empress."

Li Zheng’s wife nodded quickly and agreed, turned around with a smile.

Shui Lingyue smiled and said, "Everyone can go back and get a stool. Let's be here to hold a symposium!"

The old man who delivered wheat just now heard this and grinned, saying, "Empress, our farmers don't care about it, just sit on the ground."

The others also agreed and said, "We can just sit on the ground."

At this time, Li Zheng's wife had already brought a long bench and placed respectfully behind Xiao Yichen and Shui Lingyue.

Xiao Yichen carefully held Shui Lingyue on the bench and sat down, then sat next to her, with his right hand naturally around her waist, protecting her carefully.

Xiao Yichen waved his left hand and said, "Then let's sit down."

So, the villagers of Lihua Village sat in front of them with Xiao Yichen and Shui Lingyue as the center, forming a fan shape, while the guards and eunuchs and palace maids stood behind Xiao Yichen and Shui Lingyue. The people on both sides stood and sat, surrounding the emperor and the empress in the center, just like the two of them were their sun.

Xiao Yichen looked at the old man before and asked with a smile: "Old man, how much land has he planted this year?"

The old man was flattered and hurriedly replied: "A total of five acres of land were planted. One acre of thin fields belongs to our own home, and the other four acres were rented. They are all dry land, so they all planted wheat."

Xiao Yichen asked again: "How many kilograms of wheat should I get in that acre of land?"

The old man calculated by his fingers and said, "This year the weather is beautiful, and acre of thin fields has been harvested for 200 kilograms of wheat."

"How much land rent did you pay for the four acres of land you rented?"

When the old man heard this, his face, which was originally joyful, immediately wrinkled together. He cried and said, "I paid the rent, and there were still 600 kilograms of wheat left. We were originally a family of four, and it was not enough to eat cereal soup. Oh, the two adults are dead. Now we are two grandfathers and grandchildren, so we can barely get to the next season."

Xiao Yichen's face suddenly became gloomy.

There are a total of five acres of land, which is calculated as 200 kilograms of wheat per mu. A total of 1,000 kilograms of wheat is harvested, but in the end, only 600 kilograms are left. Excluding the two hundred kilograms of own land, counting it, four acres of land and 400 kilograms of rent were collected. This proportion is a bit scary.

According to the rules, a pound of wheat can produce seven kilograms of wheat. An ordinary adult needs to eat seven kilograms of flour every day, 365 days a year, 365 kilograms of wheat.

Because farmers will have some vegetables, fruits and melons that they grow as their dietary supplements, and they will also raise some chickens and ducks, which can offset some wheat.

Even if an adult eats 280 kilograms of wheat every year and a child eats 200 kilograms of wheat every year, the old man's family of four still needs more than 1,000 kilograms of wheat. If the rent is not paid, their family can barely eat enough, but after paying the rent of 400 kilograms, they will not be full at all.

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