Chapter 348.
The fall harvest, for any village that relied on cultivation for its livelihood, was the top priority of the year.
Dada Village was certainly no exception.
The entire village of three hundred and seventy-six households, with a population of nearly two thousand people, more than ninety percent of them planted Spirit Veins, opening up a total of more than six thousand acres of Spirit Fields, with an average acre yield of around four hundred and fifty pounds.
Such an acre yield was a cut above the spirit fields that Wang Chen had cultivated in Yunyang Sect back then, as the land over here was much more fertile, and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth was much more plentiful.
However, Spirit Wheat was matured once a year, and the annual yield was instead quite a bit worse.
According to the rules, the harvest of 450 pounds, 40% as tribute grain to the Wancheng agricultural and animal husbandry department, 20% to fill the village’s public treasury, farmers retain 40%.
Wang dust as the village chief, in charge of the fall harvest grain matters, before and after ten days of busy work is considered to support the past.
He was a village official for the first time, and lacked in-depth understanding of the situation at the grassroots level in the Western Sea Spiritual Region, so if it wasn’t for a few village elders who took the initiative to help out, he would have definitely gotten burnt out.
Nonetheless, during this period of time, Wang Dust was also so busy that his daily cultivation time was shortened by quite a bit.
As a result, before Wang Dust could catch his breath, he discovered a new problem.
Big problem!
Autumn grain harvested into the household, the distribution of the tribute grain also submitted in full, when Wang Dust went to the inventory, shocked to find that the grain storehouse built inside the ancestral shrine was empty.
Simply can starve to death rats!
The public coffers of grain storage all come from farmers, taken from the people to the people, encountered a bad harvest year, can be used to make up for the villagers of the ration.
In addition, the grain is also used for the village’s public expenditure projects, such as building roads and ditches to open up fertile land, etc., are to take these food to subsidize the villagers to participate in the labor service.
Under normal circumstances, the public treasury has a certain amount of old grain accumulation every year.
Last year’s year was good, and there was no big levy for labor, so it is reasonable to say that there is still a lot of grain in the public treasury.
As a result, Wang Dust didn’t even find a single grain of Spirit Wheat in it!
Wang dust is very glad that he is with a few old people in the village to open the public treasury, otherwise he is all over the mouth is not clear, will certainly be suspected of embezzlement of public grain!
This is too pitiful!
Seeing such a scenario, the elders of Dada Village looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to say.
One of the elders coughed and asked cautiously, “Village Chief, what do you think should be done about this?”
Several others responded, “Yes, yes, what should we do about this?”
In fact, everyone knew very well that the grain stored in the public treasury was bound to be messed with by Huang Deqi.
Because this Master Huang had been in charge of managing the public treasury, the keys and accounts were all in his possession.
The public treasury was built very strong, and set up a forbidden system, if the grain inside was stolen by someone else, then the forbidden system could not have remained intact.
The problem was that Huang Deqi had been captured a long time ago, and so far there was no news of him, so it was obvious that he was in a bad way.
No one could be held accountable, and it became a muddled debt!
Several Elders coincidentally dumped the pot on Wang Dust.
Wang Dust didn’t take the pot: “I’ll send a letter to the Patrol and Defense Division to explain the situation, and this year’s public treasury accounts will be redone, and you’ll be responsible for managing them from now on.”
Wang Dust guessed that these grains were in all probability taken by Huang Deqi to Gray Wolf Pirates.
This guy had done everything to break the boundary and renew his life, not to mention embezzling the public grain.
But he has enough to do to care about these things, his own cultivation time is not enough to use!
So he just let a few old guys play by themselves.
A few elders also have no choice but to take the pot, who let the current Dada Village, only Wang dust a person to say.
After taking the blame, Wang Chen was finally able to continue practicing at ease while waiting for news from Luo Zhen.
In the midst of cultivation and waiting, the weather was getting colder by the day, and most of the villagers in Dada Village had changed into thick cotton jackets.
That afternoon, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the village main house.
Wang Dust happened to be practicing Vajra Fist in the front yard, so he went forward and opened the door.
Only to see the door stood a black, thin, black and skinny little girl, thinly dressed and emaciated.
Seeing Wang Chuan who opened the door, she was startled and took a step back in a panic: “Village, Lord Village Chief.”
“I’m not a demonic beast, what are you afraid of?”
Wang Dust smiled and laughed, “Is there something you came to see me about?”
“I, I, I ……”
The little girl didn’t say “I” for half a day, looking very frightened.
She clearly wanted to pull her legs out and run, but for some reason she couldn’t take a step.
“Xiao Ya?”
It was at this time that Xiao Huo appeared behind Wang Duan and asked in surprise, “Why are you here?”
Tears fell from that little girl’s eyes, “Sister Xiao He, please, save my grandfather!”
With that, she knelt down towards the ground.
“Aaah!”
Little Lotus was startled and quickly reached out to help.
But Wang Chen struck even faster and directly used his mana to lift her up, “Tell me what’s going on.”
The little girl wiped her tears, and under the encouragement of Xiao He’s gaze, she sobbed out the reason.
It turned out that her family belonged to a hunter family and did not have any fields to cultivate, usually relying on hunting and gathering to make a living.
This little girl named Xiaoya’s parents died early, and was brought up by her grandfather, with a younger brother behind her.
In order to store food for the winter, Xiaoya’s grandfather went into the mountains every day to hunt, but there was no harvest.
As a result, something happened when he went into the mountains again early this morning.
Just now her grandfather struggled back dragging his seriously injured body and passed out in front of the house.
Xiao Ya was scared out of her wits and did her best to drag her grandfather to the house before running over to Xiao He for help.
This was because in Dada Village, Xiao Huo had the best relationship with her.
“Take me to see.”
Understanding what happened, Wang Chen immediately waved out his robe sleeves to roll up Xiao He and Xiao Ya.
He catalyzed his magic power and took the two of them up in the air.
Xiao Ya’s home was located at the edge of the northwestern corner of Dada Village, near the foot of a large mountain, a lone wooden house.
When Wang Chen arrived with them, he heard wailing cries from inside the house.
“Grandpa!”
Xiao Ya was so scared that she just landed and rushed towards the room.
Wang Dust followed her in.
Only to see an old man with white hair lying on a wooden bed, unconscious with a face full of blood.
There was also a little boy crying loudly lying on the side of the bed.
He went forward and pressed the carotid artery of the old man, and found that the other party’s heartbeat was still there, and could not help but be relieved.
Saving people was like saving a fire, without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chen immediately took out a healing elixir from his storage pouch, stuffed it into this old man’s mouth, and sent it into his abdomen with his magic power.
Then he took out the Golden Wound Medicine Scatter and sprinkled it on the wounds on the other person’s forehead, abdomen and arms.
After some simple treatment, Xiao Ya’s grandfather quickly awoke.
The Healing Pill that Wang Chen took out was not an ordinary item, and the effect was still outstanding.
It was considered to have retrieved a life.
Xiao Ya cried with joy, and with a plop, she knelt down and kowtowed to Wang Duan.
She could only use this way to express her gratitude.