At this time, other miners in the canteen had a very sweet meal.

For the natives here, the most satisfying thing they are to be miners is to be able to eat enough!

Otherwise, they would not be willing to work in the Daming mining area.

"Give him a gift! How can I not eat? Can I have the energy to work without eating?!"

A foreman gave an order at this time.

The two supervisors therefore came behind Xu Niancun.

The supervisor pinched Xu Niancun's mouth and pressed Xu Niancun's shoulder with one hand, making him unable to move while sitting on the stool.

Then, another supervisor grabbed a handful of mashed potatoes and poured them into Xu Niancun's mouth.

The supervisors who came to the Daming mining area were all recruited by screening and then hiring from the retired soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, so they all had a lot of strength.

Xu Niancun felt very uncomfortable in his throat for a moment and couldn't help but struggle desperately, but because of his weak strength, he couldn't struggle.

It was not until he finished his first bite that he waved his hand and expressed his willingness to eat it himself.

So the two supervisors let him go and let him eat it by himself.

Xu Niancun had no choice but to eat the potato meal with tears in his nose.

He felt really wronged now.

You know, in the past, he had at least a dozen delicious dishes on each table, and he only tasted each dish, and when he tasted it, he also had a maid feed.

Now, if he wants to eat it himself, the key is to eat this kind of potato that only tastes salty.

"This clothes are so shoddy! There is no embroidery! I won't wear them!"

When Xu Niancun received his work clothes and saw that his work clothes were too simple and too rough, it was difficult to accept them. After all, as a silk and brocade garment, he really couldn't accept such rough clothes that even his servants were unwilling to wear.

But because of this, Xu Niancun was beaten again and had to put on work clothes.

What made Xu Niancun even more crazy was that after he finished eating potatoes and finished working for a day, he still had to study.

"China has great etiquette, so it is called Xia; it has the beauty of couture and seal, so it is called Hua. We are the people of China, and we should respect and love China and care for the people of the same race..."

Xu Niancun now had to sit honestly in the classroom, listening to the old scholars talking about content related to nationality and benevolence.

As a gentry descendant after a famous official, if Xu Niancun wanted to say something about what kind of writing is, it would be thick lyrics and erotic songs, or explicit and exaggerated large-scale market novels.

As for nationality, it is exactly what his wealthy and noble children lack and have no motivation to accept.

After all, for him, enjoying the pleasure of spending money like soil is the most important thing, and what is the significance of the nation to him?

Therefore, learning at this time was a very uncomfortable behavior for Xu Niancun. He had to receive national education like other miners.

"I don't understand. If I ask me to mine, I have to learn these great principles and learn these paper skills. Now I don't have to take the scholar exam!"

Xu Niancun complained about this in his heart.

When they woke up early the next morning, Xu Niancun discovered that these miners had to run exercises and sing, singing songs with the theme of making the Ming Dynasty strong or showing Chinese culture.

The song style is very exciting.

Moreover, in the mining area where he works, the newly invented hand-cranked phonograph will keep playing this kind of Chinese music.

But Xu Niancun resisted this educational method that continuously instills serious content in him.

Sometimes, he wanted to shout and block out the music that made him feel boring.

"ah!"

"It hurts!"

"Stop hitting! I'll get up right away, woo!"

Therefore, Xu Niancun didn't think much of getting up in the morning.

That morning, the supervisor whipped Xu Niancun who was staying in bed, which made him unable to help but block his face with his hands and then cried.

In the end, Xu Niancun got up and sobbed to the mining square because the supervisor was whipping too hard.

Next, Xu Niancun lived in this pattern almost every day.

For him who has just come here, he is living here as much as a year, and life is worse than death.

Of course, Xu Niancun felt more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it. He still didn't understand what he had to do with the court when he defeated his family! So he even made him fall to this point.

In Xu Niancun's view, if the court did not prohibit the landlord from privately increasing the land rent and trading the land, he could maintain a luxurious life by selling the land and other industries left by his ancestors of the Xu family for the rest of his life. As for how to live a poor life after selling off his foundation, he was too lazy to think about it.

But Xu Niancun did not expect that the court had to stop him from spending his family. He suddenly made a spoil when he just wanted to spend his family and live a luxurious life. Now his family's land has become the property of the court, and he himself has become a miner of the court.

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"It is also something the court needs to do to prevent the rich from falling back into poverty!"

"If a person who is unwilling to produce due to his wealth and is unwilling to live a life of careful calculations and is willing to spend money, he must contribute to the court after he spends his family, accept labor reform, and then learn to use labor to create wealth, and even earn back the wealth he has lost to himself!"

"This is the purpose of the court, and I hope that in this way, the rich and idle people in the world will know how to be frugal and not really accept labor reform."

Zhu Youxiao also issued corresponding instructions on how to manage wealthy people in the Political Affairs Hall.

As an emperor, he certainly would not hate the rich, nor would he really want to rob the rich and help the poor. He also clearly admitted that private property should be protected by the imperial government.

Moreover, he hopes that the rich can continue to be rich for a long time.

But the brink of a gentleman is cut off for five generations. This sentence contains the law of "entropy increase irreversible" and is still difficult to break.

Therefore, Zhu Youxiao had to rack his brains to use various methods to prevent the self-degenerate of the rich and avoid being annexed by the rich and wealthy.

"What Your Majesty said is that although it is said that it is not painful to sell the land of a child. Even if the court significantly raises the luxury tax, it cannot stop the habit of being a playboy in brocade clothes and spending money, and makes the family devastated. However, the court is better than not. Even in the end, the family will be defeated, and the property they have been defeated will be in the hands of the court, rather than annexation by the powerful."

Liu Hongxun echoed this.

Zhu Youxiao nodded and, after pondering for a while, asked again: "The land tax has been exempted for a year. What is the situation of grain storage today?"

Liu Hongxun looked at Lu Xiangsheng, who was in charge of the Ministry of Agriculture.

Lu Xiangsheng replied: "Grain storage has increased a lot compared to before the exemption of land tax, and the price of grain has also dropped a lot. Now it seems that the people in the world have not reduced their hard work in farming because of their land tax. According to the investigation, some people who have stopped working because of their elderly work, but because they heard that the court has always exempted land tax, they believe that what they will harvest in the future will be their own, so they will replant. In addition, some people who have already gone to the city to work due to the abolishment of the household registration system, while working outside, they still cultivate their home fields."
Chapter completed!