When it came to debt, Zhang Laoshi suddenly lost his temper.

He lowered his head, opened the cloth covering the basket, took out the flatbread inside and ate it in big gulps.

The flatbread is a yeast bread, very fluffy and delicious. It's thick and appetizing, and both sides are baked golden. Although there is no oil, it doesn't stop him from eating it at all.

"The master gave each family thirty kilograms of white flour. He said it was free of charge and that it was a subsidy for heavy physical labor in spring plowing. We really met a good owner. We have never met such a kind-hearted master in our lives."

Hearing that it was free of charge, Zhang Laoshi was moved to tears. Thirty pounds of white noodles is not a small sum of money. Mr. Yang is really a kind man.

"You baked a few cakes. Have your parents eaten them? Have the children eaten them?"

"I knew you would ask, and there are both. One for each of the parents, and half for each of the two dolls. Just feel free to eat."

Zhang Laoshi felt relieved and took out an earthen pot from the basket, which contained kelp and tofu soup, and a large gourd with boiling water in it. Kelp is the cheapest vegetable. These things used to be used to feed pigs at the seaside.

It was promoted to be eaten by people, saying that it contained some vitamins and supplemented iodine to treat thick neck disease.

This thing is really cheap. You can buy a big bundle for a few big copper coins. It can be stored for several years. Just soak it in water, and you can get a lot of it.

He drank a lot of water first. On this hot day, he was very thirsty. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, burped with satisfaction, and said: "Oh, you, I know you feel sorry for me.

Me, but salt is so expensive, and you put salt in the water."

The mother-in-law said while working hard to press the water, "Mr. Yang has newly established the Department of Health, which seems to be a yamen. The ambassador is the famous doctor Chen Haichao in Zunhua City. Ambassador Chen brought some students who had just graduated from the academy to

Field inspection."

Zhang Laoshi felt a little scared when he heard the word "inspection".

He didn't understand the meaning of the word, but he had a vague feeling that it was not a good thing for the government to inspect him.

"Yes, no one is allowed to drink raw water. It must be boiled to drink. If you are caught, you will be fined. You will be fined three large copper coins at a time. My mother," the mother-in-law said with a clear heart.

"What, the government even controls drinking water."

"Didn't every town set up a medical clinic in the spring? They said that in the future, medical treatment would be free. The Department of Health said that drinking unboiled water would make you more likely to get sick. This would increase the financial burden. I didn't understand either. Anyway, it would be free of charge in the future.

When you deliver water, it must be cold water. By the way, we have also issued an order to each village office, saying that salt should be added to the water to prevent heat stroke and dehydration. Each household is given two taels of salt, which is enough."

Zhang Laoshi lived to be thirty years old, and this was the first time he heard about these twists and turns. He couldn't understand them, but he was honest and he didn't dare to disobey the government's orders.

"Dad, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you. A school has been set up in the town, and each student only receives ten pounds of wheat a year. The children want to go to school."

Zhang Laoshi was silent.

What the farmer's family lacks is labor force. His two sons are almost ten years old, one is eight and one is nine. They will be able to help with the work in two years.

Now that the family has been allocated so much land, he sincerely hopes that his children will grow up as soon as possible and share his burden.

However, he also knew that in the world of the Ming Dynasty, only by reading and literacy could one escape from suffering and become a master. Those who farmed the land would always be at the bottom.

He seemed to know what he was worried about.

The mother-in-law said: "People from the Education Department came to our village in the morning and said that the school opened at a time to avoid busy farming. It has holidays during busy farming and classes during slack farming. There is no work in winter, so we have to have classes for three months."

Zhang Laoshi was moved as soon as he heard this. How could people like them afford to go to private schools? Now schools are being set up in villages and towns. The fees are cheap and they don't affect farming. How great is this?
Chapter completed!