Zhou Wulang glanced over and immediately handed it to Zhou Lijun, who saw the note detailing the salary, rent rice, and silk cloth they could receive.
The clerk said, "Your family is lucky. This month happens to be the distribution of summer silk cloth, and June is the deadline for confirming the professional fields. So this year, your family should be able to allocate the fields, and you'll receive the rent from them next year."
Zhou Wulang and the others didn't quite understand what professional fields were, but to avoid appearing inexperienced, they didn't ask anything and decided to inquire with Old Madam Liu and Mr. Zhuang when they returned.
They are experienced, surely they would know.
After confirming the note, Zhou Lijun took it along with Fifth Uncle to one side, and when they were far enough away, she lowered her voice and said, "Fifth Uncle, we have a total of twenty-three stones of rent rice. Can our cart hold it all?"
Zhou Wulang's eyes lit up, asking, "That much?"
