Zhao Sigeng patted his head, "I was only focused on mentioning the harvest just now. Our family indeed only farms twelve acres of land, but the harvest is more than that."
Due to heavy rent, he could only tend the crops carefully, and harvesting more would allow him to keep more for his family.
So, generally speaking, each acre should yield at least four hundred catties of grain.
But the accounts showed half less!
Qiao Duo'er tapped her forefinger on the table, "I wonder if you could call some more tenant farmers over."
Just Zhao Sigeng's family alone cannot prove anything, to prevent Yue Ming from saying he was wronged.
"Leave this matter to me, I'll have them bring over the deeds to their tenanted lands as well," he said.
Zhao Sigeng was very willing to cooperate with the investigation; if possible, he would like to continue living in these three thatched cottages.
