In ordinary people's families, those who could have an ox for plowing, or raise one or two fat pigs, would definitely be considered a wealthy family.
When the Cui family in Xilin Village was so wealthy, there were only oxen raised in Ligui's family for plowing.
It was used to plow the fields during the busy farming seasons, and earned quite some silver pulling the cart during other times.
But what did they see now?
The Mo family actually drove hundreds of cattle into the village, with only a dozen or so of the yellow cattle that they were familiar with, the rest were black and white mottled, completely different from what plow oxen should look like in their mind, plus hundreds of sheep, and hundreds of fat pigs...
In fact, the villagers didn't know that the black and white mottled ones were dairy cows.
This was because the Da Shun Dynasty had very strict control over cattle. For any peasant family that had plow oxen, they must be registered with the government, in other words, plow oxen had household registration in Da Shun, slaughtering them randomly was like murdering people.
He Zhiran didn't want to challenge national policies for money, it wasn't that she was timid, but she felt it wasn't worth violating the law for that bit of not so much money.
Therefore, the cows raised on the Mo family farm were mainly dairy cows.
The dairy cows produced in her space had much higher milk yields than normal dairy cows, and milk was also very valuable at this time. Plus it could also be further processed into other delicious foods.
Calculated this way, the profits from raising dairy cows would be no less than beef cattle.
The herds of cattle, sheep and pigs had just been driven towards the foot of the mountain, followed by dozens of ox carts, loaded with chickens, ducks and geese.
The villagers had never seen such a spectacular scene before, and they all gathered around Mo Jiuye.
Zhao Ligui walked at the forefront of the crowd.
"Old Nine, you got rich? Bought so many livestock."
The village was on Mo Jiuye’s way home, he had anticipated that passing by would surely cause a sensation with the villagers.
After all, they didn't intend to hide these poultry and livestock, let alone the necessity.
The farm was built at the foot of the mountain, adjacent to their home fields.
The fields were all being taken care of by hired hands, and everyone knew that the Mo family farm was next door.
"Uncle Zhao, these are just a fraction, we country folks, don't we rely on land and these to make a living?"
Mo Jiuye said so, also to let Zhao Ligui and the villagers recognize the Mo family's identity as soon as possible.
Now they, the Mo family, were no longer some nobles, but farmers who made a living by working like them.
At the same time, he also hoped that the next time he transported these poultry and livestock back, it would not cause such a sensation.
At the same time, he also considered that he might further expand the scale of farming in the future, and transport more poultry and livestock into the village, hoping that the villagers could stay calm about it.
Unfortunately, Mo Jiuye still overestimated the villagers' receptivity.
They didn't consider the issue of the Mo family's current status at all. To them, the Mo family was just a big rich family, an out and out big rich family.
There is a saying, a skinny dead camel is bigger than a horse, and the Mo family interpreted this very perfectly.
Although they had been exiled here, they still lived a rich life as before.
Just think about it, how much were so many poultry and livestock worth?
Not to mention so many, even giving them an ox or a sheep would make them considered the most affluent family in the village.
"What? You said this...this is just a fraction?"
When Zhao Ligui spoke, his expression was particularly exaggerated, his mouth kept open for a long time, unable to close for a long time.
The other villagers were the same, their focus was on Mo Jiuye's sentence "This is just a fraction." After Zhao Ligui asked, they all stared at Mo Jiuye, waiting for his reply.
Facing these simple villagers, Mo Jiuye was also very helpless. It wasn't that he wanted to be high-profile, but that he couldn't avoid the villagers' sight when transporting poultry and livestock back again, thinking that saying it out beforehand could give them some mental preparation, but it seemed to be counterproductive.
However, he still nodded, "Yes, this is just a small fraction, there may be a large number of poultry and livestock transported back in the future."
The farm was very large, and these current poultry and livestock were far from enough.
Moreover, not only did the Mo family now have many family members who needed support, but people like Tao Ran and their families were now also settling down in Xilin Village. Although they also got some of the Cui family's farmland, it could only feed them, and it was basically impossible to improve their living standards.
What’s more, people like Tao Ran all had backbone, and were unwilling to accept the Mo family's relief in vain.
Now in Xilin Village they were not as simple as ordinary villagers. The incident of the invasion by the barbarians that happened before reminded the Mo family not to let their guard down, and to always be prepared.
People like Tao Ran now assumed this responsibility. In addition to helping their own families with some work every day, they had already taken on the task of patrolling and guarding.
For this reason, Mo Jiuye intended to give them monthly allowances as before when they were at the frontier, but Tao Ran and the others refused to accept it anyway.
In Tao Ran's words, their lives were given by Young Master Nine, and they would not have any complaints even if they worked like oxen and horses for the Mo family in this life, how could they possibly let Young Master Nine pay them allowances from his own pocket?
No matter how Mo Jiuye tried to reason with them, saying that their families also needed a good life, they refused to accept it.
With Tao Ran at the lead, those old subordinates said that the Mo family had provided them with places to live, and gave them farmland, which was already a lot.
Especially now the situation of the Mo family was not very good, they had been ordered by Emperor Shunwu to be exiled, how much better could their life be than them?
They were willing to follow the Mo family because of the comradeship back then between life and death, and did not want to do things that would drag down the Mo family.
But this matter had a different meaning to Mo Jiuye.
Tao Ran and the others were loyal to him and his elders, especially after the experience of escaping death as human medicine, Mo Jiuye cherished the friendship between them even more.
Forget about giving them houses and farmland, even if he had to support their younger generation for life, he would be more than willing.
Mo Jiuye's behavior was not showing off, the treasuries of the Da Shun Dynasty and the Southern Frontier were all in his wife's space, let alone supporting them for life, even supporting the people of a city would be nothing.
It’s just that he couldn’t say this kind of thing clearly, and could only find other ways to aid them.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran agreed that raising these poultry and livestock was the best way to help them.
Tao Ran and the others all had martial arts skills and would surely join the secret army in the future, but they had many family members.
Raising livestock was not difficult, half-grown children could herd cattle and sheep, women could also raise chickens, ducks and geese, and older people with good health were no exception.
Therefore, regarding the farm, Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran discussed and decided to have it handled by the families of those old subordinates like Tao Ran.
