Chapter 647: Killing Master Qianliang (2)_1
Pei Qian strode ahead, seething with anger as she watched them pull up several carts of sweet potatoes, "Is this all the sweet potatoes from our land?"
Master Qianliang looked at Pei Qin and Mo Heng with their group coming out, without any intention to allow them entrance, involuntarily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Lady Mo! Sir Mo! The sweet potatoes from the Sweet Potato Base have been taken into possession by the County Government Office in accordance with the imperial decree, as property of The Imperial Court. Now that the lady and Sir Mo have returned, naturally, the potatoes from the fields will be given back to you."
"What sort of restitution is this, can you return them to grow back in the ground?" Pei Qin asked coldly.
Master Qianliang swallowed hard, "Lady... Sir Mo has now become Runing Prefecture Inspector, and still comes under the jurisdiction of the County Government Office. From now on, we are all colleagues..."
"We haven’t said anything yet, and here you are threatening us, who the hell gave you the nerve!?" Pei Qin shielded her daughter’s eyes and with a lift of her leg, kicked Master Qianliang a good distance away, sending him crashing to the ground.
Master Qianliang turned pale from the fall, and struggled to stand up for a while, "Lady... the sweet potatoes were taken in accordance with the imperial decree, and those things can’t be stored for too long, they’ve already been sold to merchants. Even if you think there are too few sweet potatoes, I came with the silver from selling them. These sweet potatoes, they’re compensation for you!" After saying this, he staggered to his feet and took out a bulging money pouch, "This is the silver from selling the sweet potatoes."
When the rewards came down from the Pai Building, over one hundred and sixty mu of land were enclosed, which were tax-exempt. Thus, whatever the yield from the land, that’s what it was.
Pei Qian came over, grabbed the money pouch and counted. It was just over three hundred taels. "Just this much for three or four hundred thousand catties of sweet potatoes?"
The sweet potatoes from that land were sold at a low price, and this amount of more than three hundred taels, was topped up by Huang Youzhong with his personal funds.
"The sweet potatoes were just harvested, and the price was low. This is already a high price," Master Qianliang explained with a pained expression.