After Jiang Hu entrusted the task of delivering vegetables to Qixi, the household chores and farming duties significantly lightened, giving him at least two extra hours a day to manage family affairs.
Not long after the autumn harvest, the tax collectors arrived, and it was the old acquaintance Zhang Hu. Fortunately, Mr. Xie wasn't with them this time, allowing Jiang Hu to breathe a sigh of relief, much to Zhang Hu's amusement.
This year, the rice harvest was abundant yet reasonable. Zhang Hu couldn't help but express his envy repeatedly while routinely asking Jiang Hu if he wanted to sell any grain.
Of course, even when he was turned down, he didn't mind.
However, this year, people in Fu'an Village sold less grain mainly because they had earned some silver from selling a lot of corn and sorghum earlier, so they wanted to keep more at home.
Just as the tax collectors left, the seed buyers from nearby came.
