HLnovel Chapter 272 Already had a plan
Chapter 272 Already had a plan
As for if you have reclaimed wasteland and do not register, of course you do not need to spend that part of the money, nor do you need to pay taxes. It is also not feasible to wait until the land is almost cultivated before registering.
Think about who generally needs to reclaim wasteland. They are usually disadvantaged groups. When these disadvantaged groups are close to success in reclaiming wasteland, it is very easy for them to be snatched away by local governors or aristocratic landlords.
Since you have not registered, you do not have a title deed and are not protected by law, so all your efforts will be in vain.
Therefore, reclaiming wasteland is equivalent to a high-risk investment project. For ordinary people who already have insufficient affordability, they are naturally unwilling to reclaim wasteland.
And there is another key point here, which is what Tang Guangzheng said, wild boars and wolves are coming down the mountain.
The Daqing Dynasty was also a traditional agricultural society. After thousands of years of development in various dynasties, not to mention places like Kyoto where every inch of land is valuable, even the good wasteland in other places has basically been reclaimed.
If you want to find suitable wasteland for reclamation, you can either go to the border areas or go to the deep mountains and forests. However, humans are social animals.
If we go into the mountains and forests to reclaim land, even if we can do it, how will we farm in the future? How will we live? Do we really have to live alone in the mountains and rely on that little piece of wasteland to survive?
As for really going into the deep mountains and forests to open up wasteland, it is also very dangerous. You will have to face all kinds of ferocious beasts, snakes and insects, and you can lose your life if you are not careful.
This is why Manager Shen suggested that they separate in the beginning, because there is not enough good wasteland for them to cultivate. You can't just give them a few acres of land to build houses and then leave them alone.
After all, people in this era still rely on agriculture, and they need enough land to survive.
Of course, you say you can do business instead of farming, but then you are not farmers but businessmen.
Tangjia Village happened to be able to accommodate them because there were wild beasts coming down the mountain from this wasteland. Not to mention whether they would hurt people, even if wild boars or something destroyed food, that would be a problem.
So this is why no one in Tangjia Village has reclaimed the land even though the villagers are so close.
However, this problem was not a big problem for Shen Zhiqiu. In his previous life, Shen Zhiqiu was born in the countryside and had been farming with his elders since he was a child. In that period when there were not so many machines for harvesting and planting, he still knew how to make some farm tools that could help open up wasteland.
Moreover, the problem of soil fertility is not unsolvable. The weeds that are cleared can be used as raw materials for making fertilizer. What's more, the land is backed by Fangshan Mountain, which is densely covered with trees, dead branches, leaves and weeds. We can make fertilizer however we want.
There is no need to wait too long for the land to be cultivated.
So Shen Zhiqiu did not hide anything at this moment, and roughly told everyone that he had a way to quickly reclaim the land and make fertilizer, but everyone should not show it. After all, the land is not in their hands yet, so they must be on guard against others.
Everyone in Shenjia Village listened to Shen Zhiqiu talking. From his expression, they could tell that he was full of confidence, and a smile finally appeared on his face again.
Seeing that everyone had recovered, Shen Zhiqiu began to assign tasks:
"We probably have to live here for a while. The strong laborers are divided into three groups. One group will dig the soil and mud to repair the two collapsed earthen beds.
A group of people checked the roof and repaired any leaks. If there were not enough tiles, they would go and buy some from the villagers.
The remaining group of people dismantled a few carts and built bed frames in the yard.
It’s not cold anymore, so let the elderly, women and children stay in the house, and we men can stay outside, using the sky as a roof and the ground as a stove.”
"Okay, let's use the sky as a roof and the earth as a furnace!"
Shen Zhiqiu smiled and continued, "Mom, you can take the girls to clean the room, and Dad can be responsible for unloading the commonly used items from the cart. If you see anyone who needs help, help them.
Boys, clear the weeds and tree branches in the yard."
Then he turned to his wife Li Jingshu and said, "Wife, you guys can cook outside in the yard and boil some more water. We will all become locals after work tonight. It will be relaxing to wash up before going to bed."
Grandma Hua, Grandpa Shen, and Li Jingshu nodded to show that they understood after hearing the arrangements.
Shen Yuanbao asked anxiously: "Third uncle, where are we?"
Shen Zhiqiu laughed, saying that he knew how to actively participate at such a young age, not bad!
Looking at his son and the other little kids, their eyes are sparkling and they look like they are also going to show their talents.
"Wait for your brothers to clear the weeds and tree branches, pile them together, and let your aunts and uncles use them for cooking."
"I see. We can do this."
As soon as Shen Zhiqiu gave out the tasks, everyone started to move. Many more torches were lit and inserted in every corner of the yard and rooms, illuminating the entire lifeless courtyard.
Everyone is no longer standing still, but is busy in an orderly manner.
Various sounds are heard in the busy environment, making it very lively.
At this time, the busy people of Shenjia Village became the topic of conversation among every household in Tangjia Village after dinner.
At the home of the village head Tang Guangzheng, they had just finished their meal. They were delayed by the arrival of Shen Zhiqiu and the others, so the food was already cold when he came back.
His wife, the village head's wife, heated it up again.
He was now lying in a rocking chair in the yard, taking a break from his meal, with his golden pipe in his hand.
His youngest son, Tang Yanxin, was lighting his pipe.
The second son, Tang Yanyi, spoke up: "Dad, I think these people are very stubborn. They didn't throw away any women or children. The youngest one looks about the same age as my son."
His son is over one year old and is indeed about the same age as Xiaoshouzi.
The headman's third son, Tang Yanren, sneered, "What's wrong with being a jerk? Even if you are a jerk, you will have to lie down in Tangjia Village."
This kid is only fifteen this year, about the same age as Shen Dabao, and he is fearless. Born in a scholar's family, he has never suffered much. Moreover, he is only a few years older and his elder brother is an official, so he is even more lawless.
The wife of the village head, Dou, who had just come out of the inner room, heard this and slapped him in the face: "You should talk properly. You are sitting with your legs crossed and you have no manners. If I see you fooling around again, your elder brother will break your legs."
Seeing the old lady showing off her power, the third brother Tang Yanren became much more obedient, but he was still not convinced in his heart: "My eldest brother has no time to come back. How many times can he come back in a year?"
Dou was about to go to her second daughter-in-law's room to do needlework together, but when she heard this, she turned around and asked, "Say it again?"
This was Dou's concern. Everyone said that her eldest son had a bright future, but after he married a girl from a wealthy and prominent family, she had no choice.
The eldest daughter-in-law didn't want to come back for the Chinese New Year. The eldest son came back by himself at first, but after the eldest daughter-in-law gave birth to a child, she came back less and less often.
The old couple wanted their grandson so badly that they took a horse-drawn carriage to the capital to see him. Although the villagers praised Yan Li for his promising future on the surface, she could guess what they said behind his back.
Although Tang Guangzheng is a village head and a scholar, he seems quite impressive to outsiders, but he is not really a strict father.
His four sons were ranked according to courtesy, righteousness, benevolence and trustworthiness. Although the eldest son had a promising future and he was counting on him, he loved the other three boys just as much as his own eyes. That was why the youngest son dared to speak like that in front of him.
When this guy heard this, he didn't speak up for his wife, but instead winked at his third son, telling him not to talk back, otherwise he would be beaten.
It seems that he is the type who is afraid of his wife.
The third son, Tang Yanren, saw his father's expression and kept silent. His father didn't beat him, but that didn't mean his mother wouldn't beat him either.