GBP Chapter 471 This bastard, he doesn't even try to hide it from others when he's plotting ag
Chapter 471 This bastard, he doesn't even try to hide it from others when he's plotting ag
"You bastard, speak properly instead of using such foul language."
Listen to the utter nonsense this bastard is spouting.
Poor wretch.
Idiot.
Is there even one good word among these?
It's one thing to say it in private, we know you're good to the people, and you don't mean any harm by saying such nonsense.
But you can't say that in front of the people.
After all, the same rice feeds a hundred different kinds of people.
What if some ordinary person doesn't like to hear such nonsense?
Isn't this just plain offending people?
However, to Emperor Zhu's surprise, after being called a fool, Zhang Wuba smiled and said, "Yes, Your Majesty is right. I am indeed a bit foolish. But Your Majesty, rest assured, I will only plant two acres of sorghum next year and will definitely not plant any more."
Yang Shaofeng chuckled and mocked, "From the first year of Hongwu to the third year of Hongwu, which year didn't you plant five mu of sorghum? You planted five mu again this year, didn't you?"
"And those other idiots... didn't they do the same thing?"
“Even though hardly anyone likes to eat sorghum, we still plant it every year.”
Zhang Wuba chuckled awkwardly, but Emperor Zhu glared at Yang Shaofeng, then turned to Zhang Wuba and asked, "Judging from what you and this scoundrel are saying, are you well-fed and clothed at home?"
Zhang Wuba hurriedly replied, "Yes, we can eat our fill. Thanks to His Majesty the Emperor, my family has been allocated more than a hundred acres of land, and we have more grain than we can eat in the past two years."
Emperor Zhu was slightly taken aback, then looked at Yang Shaofeng and asked, "More than a hundred acres of land?"
Yang Shaofeng pursed his lips and said, "This..."
Suppressing his habitual use of the word "idiot," Yang Shaofeng continued, "He has eight children in his family, six boys and two girls."
"Including himself, that makes seven Ding."
"According to the land allocation method of 15 mu per adult, his family was allocated a total of 105 mu of land."
"In addition, there are fourteen mu of vegetable fields."
"However, this guy isn't too stupid."
"As soon as the imperial court introduced the progressive tax system, this guy divided up his eldest son."
"However, although it is said to have been separated, in reality it is no different from the original."
Emperor Zhu hummed in agreement, but Yang Shaofeng then looked at Zhang Wuba and asked, "Isn't your second son supposed to get married this year? And your eighth son, shouldn't he be starting school this year?"
Zhang Wuba hurriedly replied, "Yes, the second son was engaged last year and will get married in the fall. Then he will also separate from the family and live separately. The eighth son will also be going to the community school this fall."
Emperor Zhu immediately understood what was going on.
The eldest son has already separated from the family and is about to get married to the second son, which means the eldest son is already married.
When the second son gets married and moves out, Zhang Wuqi's family will essentially become three separate households.
Things were probably better when Zhang Wuqi was alive, but what happened after Zhang Wuqi passed away?
No matter how close the eldest and second sons' families are, they are no longer one family.
From now on, I will consider my family's needs.
Especially since these families all live in the village.
There might be further friction in the future.
Clan?
When each family has its own plans, the possibility of clan power re-emerging becomes much smaller.
Thinking of this, Emperor Zhu couldn't help but purse his lips.
That bastard is really good at scheming.
Just as Emperor Zhu was preoccupied with the relationship between land distribution and clan power, Yang Shaofeng had already instructed Zhang Wuba: "Go and bring the sorghum sorghum."
Zhang Wuba hurriedly ran to the back of the shop and brought over a small jar.
The moment it was opened, a rich aroma of sorghum liquor wafted out.
Emperor Zhu twitched his nose and praised, "This wine is excellent, with a fragrant aroma; it is truly a top-quality product."
Yang Shaofeng was overjoyed and said to Zhang Wuba, "Did you hear that? Put up a sign later that says Ningyang Gaoliang Shao, this is a fine wine that His Majesty the Emperor himself praised."
Zhang Wuba rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with smiles as he repeatedly agreed.
Emperor Zhu glared at Yang Shaofeng once again.
That bastard, he doesn't even try to hide it from us when he's plotting against us, does he?
This is absolutely infuriating!
Yang Shaofeng, however, completely disregarded whether Emperor Zhu was angry or not, and instead had Zhang Wuba bring over two more bowls.
After pouring the wine into both bowls, Yang Shaofeng picked up another bowl and asked, "Father-in-law, why don't you try this wine first?"
Emperor Zhu grunted in agreement, took the bowl, and then looked at Zhang Wuba, asking, "How much can this jar of wine sell for?"
Yang Shaofeng spoke first: "Lord Yue is doing him a favor by being willing to drink his wine, why bring up money?"
"Besides, the people of Ningyang County look up to their father-in-law as infants look up to their parents. Talking about money would only hurt feelings."
After saying that, Yang Shaofeng quickly picked up a bowl and handed it to Empress Ma, who was standing next to Emperor Zhu: "Mother-in-law, you can also have some."
Empress Ma smiled as she accepted the wine bowl, took a small sip, and said, "This wine is indeed excellent."
This time it's safe.
This is a fine wine that even my mother-in-law praised after drinking it.
Although the alcohol ban has not been lifted, the imperial court does not allow people to brew or sell alcohol.
But it's good to secure a title first.
Hmm, we can set up a brewing workshop in Ningyang County later.
Since Ningyang County is a separate county directly under the Central Secretariat, there are plenty of excuses and ways to circumvent the alcohol ban.
If all else fails, Li Shanchang can take the blame.
Should it be called Ningyang Daqu then?
Or should it be called Ningyang Special Qu?
Is Shi Nai'an still alive?
If he were alive, perhaps we should try to find him to revise "Water Margin" and change the setting of Wu Song fighting the tiger to Ningyang County.
At that time, this sorghum liquor will be called "Three Bowls and You Can't Pass the Hill".
As for Yanggu County...
The saying "Three bowls and you can't cross the hill" in Ningyang County is equivalent to the saying "Three bowls and you can't cross the hill" in Yanggu County.
We're all from Shandong, there's really no need to make such a big difference.
Look at Dezhou. Even though Dezhou braised chicken has become Ningyang braised chicken, Dezhou hasn't made any comments.
Just as Yang Shaofeng was figuring out how to seize the "Three Bowls and You Can't Pass" challenge, Emperor Zhu had already finished drinking all the sorghum liquor in his bowl.
After praising Zhang Wuba's brewing skills once again, Emperor Zhu sighed slightly and said after leaving Zhang Wuba's shop, "I... understand less and less."
Yang Shaofeng was slightly taken aback, but Emperor Zhu smiled and shook his head, saying, "When we were young... no, even three years ago, if you said that an ordinary family had a little over two thousand catties of grain stored up, we would have to listen to it as a story."
"But what about now?"
"From what you and Zhang Wuba said, it seems that the people in Ningyang County have quite a lot of grain stored up at home?"
Yang Shaofeng pursed his lips and said, "The 'little two thousand catties' refers to sorghum, not just two thousand catties of stored grain."
"They were all terrified of hunger, and every household had stored up two or three thousand catties of wheat."
"Some people's homes don't even have enough food to store."
“In Ningyang County now, which commune doesn’t have a granary? People would laugh if they told others.”