The cellar is very large, almost as big as the entire backyard, but it is empty, with only a few bags of food piled up in the corner, and they are still dissatisfied. Half a piece of cloth was thrown on the ground next to it, which is the property of the entire Weihai Gang.

Although I already knew, when I saw it, Fang Chen still slapped his face a few times.

He walked over and picked up half a piece of cloth and looked at it. He found that the cloth was thick, silky and very good quality. It was not really the coarse cloth in Huang Wei's mouth, so he couldn't help asking with his eyes.

Huang Wei understood in a second and quickly explained: "Gangmaster, this is Luo, one or two pieces of silver per piece. At the beginning, I was a gangmaster and always wanted some face. So I bought two and Zhou Qiang to make several clothes. Now there are still half left, so I can make a few sets for the gangmaster."

"Let's talk about it later! Let's go up and discuss the future." Fang Chen was not very interested, so he threw down his cloth and waved his hand weakly.

When he arrived at the front hall, Fang Chen sat in the main seat, and Huang Wei and Zhou Qiang sat on both sides.

"The situation in the gang is serious. You have no idea before? What is the situation of that more than 100 acres of land? Let me tell me."

The two looked at each other, not knowing the idea of ​​the new and old man, and kept a cautious attitude. After hesitating for a moment, Huang Wei said, "After we took over the 120 acres of land, we rented it out directly, and 90% of the land was rented. But 40% had to be handed over to the government and 20% were given to Feisha Village, so we could only leave 30% of it. We all rely on these lands to support it over the years, otherwise the Weihai Gang would have disbanded."

Fang Chen knew a little about the land rent. His former parents rented the land to plant the Li family. The original land of the three families in the town was naturally planted by people. The newly moved households had to open land by themselves, but the land of the land had to be opened under the names of the three families. There was no reason, so if you don’t want to plant it, you don’t want to plant it.

If you pay 70% of the original land rent, you can be considered a "good man" if you pay 70% of the land rent. Generally, 80% is normal.

I don’t know if the world is rich in spiritual energy or the environment is better, but the land yield is much higher than in ancient Earth, with a per mu output capacity of about 500 kilograms.

Paying 80% of acre of land can still leave about 100 kilograms of grain. It is enough to be diligent and open a few acres more to eat. Moreover, fishing subsidies can be provided in coastal areas, which is much stronger than inland, so many years of experience can still be more money.

However, after the Feisha Village appeared, 20% of the tribute was added. The landlords and large households naturally did not want to pay for the expenses themselves or all of them, and they ended up spreading to the households. Fortunately, those who owned their own fields were all rented, but those who rented large households had 90% of the rent.

It’s not that the landlords don’t want to pay more, but that no matter how many households want to fish and live, no one wants to plant them.

So, in terms of calculation, the Weihai Gang has 120 acres of land and leaves 30% of the land rent, which is no longer a small amount.

He quickly calculated in his mind that he could harvest about 18,000 kilograms per season. There were more than 40 people in the gang, two meals a day, one kilogram a day, not counting the fraction, and it was eighty kilograms a day, and forty people could eat for more than half a year!

As far as he knows, the south here is also two seasons a year instead of three seasons, but even so, it should be enough to eat.

Fang Chen's expression became a little bad. You should have a lot of money? The grain for half a year is only more than 200 kilograms left? There are still several months before the harvest.

Huang Wei saw his thoughts and hurriedly explained: "Gangmaster, although we also exchanged grain for some money for money, we have always paid attention to storing grain. The remaining grain was enough to eat and collect grain, but..."

"But what?" Fang Chen frowned slightly, feeling that things were not simple.

Huang Wei hesitated for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "But most of the stored food was taken away by the Cai family."

"Cai family? Why are they related to the Cai family?" Fang Chen suddenly had a bad premonition.

Huang Wei said: "I wonder if the gang leader still remembers the murders in Feisha Village last year?"

Fang Chen nodded. His predecessor parents didn't have them at that time, so he naturally had a deep impression on him.

"That time, a merchant escaped, and the Feisha Village slaughtered warning. After that, I wanted to take over the seventy acres of land under the merchant's name. At first everything was fine. Unexpectedly, after planting, the Cai family suddenly came to the door with the land deed. He said that the Zhang family had sold those land to the Cai family, and I occupied the Cai family's land and left his face with the Cai family, and insisted that I pay double compensation. In the end, not only did I take away the seventy acres of land, but I also had to pay him another 350 taels of silver at a price of five taels per acre." Huang Wei finished speaking in one breath, and he was lying on the chair as if he was drained.

"Three hundred and fifty taels!" Fang Chen jumped up as if he was stabbed, screaming, and his underdeveloped vocal cords seemed particularly harsh.

What is the concept of 350 taels? One tael in this world is equal to one thousand coins, which is a piece of good silk, silk or a stone of salt.

You know, you can buy two big steamed buns in this world for a penny. If you put them on the earth in your previous life, do you still have big steamed buns worth 50 cents now?

Putting 350 taels on the earth is at least equivalent to 350,000 soft sister coins, or even more!

How much assets does Weihai Gang have? Not to mention the cellar that can run into mice, the biggest source of income in the gang is that the 120 acres of fertile land will only harvest 150 stones of grain in a quarter, but it will be less than 100 taels of silver. The huge gang has earned less than 200 taels of income for a whole year!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhou Qiang hurriedly said carefully: "Gangmaster, we have paid back two seasons, and we have used grain to pay for it. Each hundred stones can be worth fifty taels, and we have paid back a hundred taels. Just wait for more than two years to pay off the debt, and the gang will be more abundant."

A gang of more than 40 people lives by relying on fifty stones of grain in a season. How do you live? Is it porridge with salted fish?

"If you can't stand it, what are you going to do?" Fang Chen sat down powerlessly. He thought it was at most a huge pit, so he twitched his eyes and twitched. At worst, he could climb slowly.

Who would have thought that when I opened my eyes, I realized that I was being carried to Mount Everest and the way down was broken.

Huang Wei sighed and said helplessly: "What else can I do? I can only pay the land in the gang to the Cai family. The Cai family will not come early or late, and I have to wait until the seed is finished before coming. Wouldn't it be a target for the little land in the gang? We have discussed before that if the Cai family is forced to force it, they will pay the land to the Cai family, disband the Weihai gang, and find an opportunity to leave Wanghai Town. If you are lucky, you can still survive."

Fang Chen glanced at him and said, "You are not stupid, but unfortunately you can't see through it." Weihai Gang was doing so miserably. If the Cai family did not deliberately suppress him and he wouldn't believe it, he would be lucky. He got 120 acres of fertile land without land deeds. The Cai family had no excuse to seize it, otherwise the gang would have been dispersed.
Chapter completed!