Chapter 6 Farming is a dead end!
The rent-collecting disciples of the "Sinong Palace" came.
It's just that the appearance of this executive disciple is different from Xu Ke's imagination.
Xu Ke originally thought that this rent-collecting disciple should be flying in the air, floating in the sky, with his robe and sleeves fluttering, showing a lonely and lonely painting style.
Now…
Under the scorching sun, at the intersection ahead, a bull pulled a cart, bringing billowing smoke and dust, and galloped all the way "rumbling".
"Call..."
Driving closer, the driver on the cart yelled and pulled the reins violently.
The galloping cart stopped suddenly, the wheels scraped up a layer of mud on the ground, and it flicked and drifted. The smoke and dust rolled up along the way swept like a wave.
Damn it! Can bullock carts play drifting?
Xu Ke covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and backed away again and again, avoiding the dust explosion attack.
"It's the first time I drive this kind of car, and I'm still not proficient. It's a joke. It's a joke."
The driver on the bullock cart jumped down with a "boom", fanned his clothes with one hand, wiped his sweat with the other, and walked up to Xu Ke.
You can do bullock cart drifting, are you still not proficient? Don't you want to go to heaven if you are proficient?
Xu Ke looked at this "rent collector" with a slightly plump figure and a slightly honest appearance, smiled politely, and did not answer.
"Brother, is there any water? Take a bowl of water to drink, it's too hot."
The man walked up with a smile, and greeted Xu Ke very "familiarly".
"Drink water? Yes. Yes."
Xu Ke nodded, "Come on, brother, please come in."
As he spoke, Xu Ke led the rent collector into the house, picked up a pottery bowl to scoop up a bowl of well water, and handed it over, "The family is poor, and there is no tea to entertain guests. I hope my brother will not be disgusted."
"What do you dislike?"
This slightly fat rent collector has no airs at all, and he is not "smelly fastidious". He reached out to take the pottery bowl and drank it dry.
Xu Ke smiled. It seems that the rent collector of the Sinong Hall is quite easy to talk to.
"Ha... cool and refreshing! Thank you!"
Putting down the bowl, the rent collector thanked Xu Ke, and then started to talk about business, "Are you Junior Brother Xu Ke? My name is Gao Zhengzhi, and I am an executive disciple sent by Si Nongdian to collect rent. This is my executive disciple." Token, check it."
As he spoke, Gao Zhengzhi, the rent collector, handed a badge to Xu Ke.
"Brother was joking, where is the need for inspection?"
Saying so, Xu Ke picked up the waist card without hesitation, checked it carefully, and returned the waist card to Gao Zhengzhi after confirming that it was correct.
"Junior Brother Xu, according to the field records, you have planted a total of ten acres of low-grade spiritual fields this year, and the crop you plant is silver-leaf jute."
Gao Zheng passed the waist card directly, took another book, opened the book to check the records, "Is there any problem with this record?"
"No problem." Xu Ke nodded.
"That's good."
Gao Zhengzhi put away Tian Bo's booklet, smiled at Xu Ke, and said, "Brother Xu, let's talk about it first. There are always some unwritten rules about rent collection."
Unwritten rules? Isn't it just an unspoken rule of deduction and exploitation?
Xu Ke frowned, and sighed secretly. From ancient times to the present, no matter what dynasty or generation, peasants have always been the targets of exploitation, even in the world of cultivating immortals.
How annoying! Am I going to have a "struggle for truth"?
Gao Zhengzhi saw that Xu Ke's face was not looking good, and he smiled and said: "I, Gao Zhengzhi, have an upright nature, and I can't do things like extortion. I won't deliberately lower your silver leaf jute grade, and I won't deliberately increase the rent quota. .”
"Thank you, brother! Brother is really upright!"
Xu Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and developed a good impression of this senior named "Integrity".
No wonder the common people have longed for honest officials since ancient times. Those who act according to the rules and do not intentionally exploit are already rare honest officials.
"Hehe, that's ridiculous!"
Gao Zhengzhi nodded with a smile, and motioned to Xu Ke, "Brother Xu, let's start!"
"Okay, brother please!"
Xu Ke quickly led Gao Zhengzhi to the outside ground, and stood beside the pile of silver-leaf jute.
Gao Zhengzhi took out a needle-shaped magic weapon, carefully tested each bundle of silver-leaf jute, and determined the grade of these silver-leaf jute.
"Brother Xu, after testing, the quality of your silver leaf jute is good, there are no inferior products, but there are very few good products, most of them are good products, so how about grading with good products?"
"It's all up to the brothers to decide."
Xu Ke smiled and cupped his hands, and had no objection to the grade determination.
Gao Zhengzhi nodded, and took out another weighing scale and placed it on the ground.
Afterwards, Gao Zhengzhi took out an animal skin bag, drove the magic weapon, stretched out his hand, and a wave of mana swept over, and the whole stack of silver-leaf jute flew up and fell into the palm-sized bag.
"This is... a storage bag?"
Xu Ke was full of surprise. This thing... With Xu Ke's financial resources, he can't even think about it. It's so expensive that he can't afford it.
"A storage bag indeed."
Gao Zhengzhi smiled, and then sighed again: "This is a sect artifact. We ordinary disciples want a storage bag... Hehe, I can't even afford the cheapest storage bag. Poor! Cultivation It's too expensive!"
"yes!"
Xu Ke has sympathy and sympathy for this.
Storage bags store items, only according to a fixed ratio, to reduce the weight of the stored items, it is very suitable for weighing.
Gao Zhengzhi put the storage bag on the balance and weighed it, then motioned to Xu Ke: "Junior Brother Xu, take a look, it's 9,400 catties in total."
"Okay." Xu Ke nodded.
"Brother Xu, according to the sect's rules, you have to pay 70% of the rent. Logically speaking, you only need to pay 70% of the nine thousand four hundred catties. But..."
Gao Zhengzhi smiled, "This involves the 'unwritten rules' I told you. The rule of the Sinon Palace is that, based on the quota of 1,000 catties per mu, you have to pay 7,000 catties of tenants. Rent. I can't change this rule, do you understand?"
"I understand."
Xu Ke smiled helplessly, and thanked Gao Zhengzhi, "Thank you, brother, for your care."
Without additional exploitation, without deliberate suppression during quality inspection, it is already a high integrity "personal integrity".
As for the one-thousand-jin quota, how could it be possible not to take advantage of the rent collected by the Hall of Si Nong?
"Excluding the 7,000 catties of rent, you have 2,400 catties of silver-leaf jute left."
Gao Zhengzhi glanced at Xu Ke and said, "What are you going to do with these two thousand or four hundred catties of jute? If the Zongmen buys it, at the current purchase price, one hundred catties of silver-leaf jute can be exchanged for a total of twenty Four low-grade spirit stones."
So... I have worked so hard for half a year, and my income is only twenty-four low-grade spirit stones?
At this moment, Xu Ke has already deeply felt what poverty is.
Twenty-four low-grade spirit stones, all used to buy spirit rice would not be enough for the autumn harvest, let alone maintain the needs of cultivation.
Farming is a dead end!
(end of this chapter)