Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Everything Ding Xuewei discovered was summarized in the knowledge given by the old lady. When little Fu Niu entered the forest for the first time, there were so many hunts, and so many sugar cane and cherries. The problem was that all the sugar cane and cherries had left the village. Not far...at least not far now.

For more than a year, Mr. Jin and the others, as well as the headhunters of Bazhen Tower, not to mention countless people, at least there will be no one in that area.

"Little Fu Niu is really a lucky baby. You will have to ask the children in the village to follow you to the forest." The village chief understood He's daughter's thoughts and responded.

In any case, this time it was indeed my child's luck.

"Xuewei, the sugar cane looks like it's growing well. At this time, it's still a little cold in the morning and evening. According to the habit of cutting vegetation, it's not easy to germinate. Go back and follow me two more times to see how warm and cold the water is. When the time comes, Whether you use water to plant or use a greenhouse, you decide."

The sugarcane fruit trees beside the hot water stream are all different due to the hot water in the stream. To replant them, at least the original growth environment of the growth must be clearly explored.

The so-called know yourself and know the enemy will not be perilous in a hundred battles.

Isn’t it a war between vegetation and people?
Transplanting is not a simple matter without the condition of water temperature, let alone the condition of water temperature.

So easily, the discovery of sugar cane was offset by how to relocate it.

The problem is, Ding Xuewei doesn't think it's excessive at all.

"I'll take a closer look later."

"That land happens to be within Brother Jiang's field, so you don't need to worry too much. However, you need to pay more attention when the reclamation manpower arrives." The village chief said that the Jiang family had no objection to the land Ding Xuewei pointed out to the Jiang family. .

The person Wang Dazhu was asked to invite should arrive two days ago.

At that time, we needed to have enough manpower. Although the manpower had not arrived yet, it was not easy to find it in the government.And with the help of the Ding family's grandfather and grandson, Mr. Jiang is not worried about the cultivation and cutting in Yuequan Village.

Winter plowing is almost over, and spring planting is about to begin. They have so many animals, and they want to help with spring planting, but they only need wooden plows and sledges.

Neither of them have a procrastinating personality.

Without manpower, the ground could not be opened, and Ding Xuewei was guarding Sugar Cane Chelizi. When she spoke better than him, Mr. Jiang simply mentioned the idea of ​​going home.

Shortly after noon, after bidding farewell to Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and his son, Ding Xuewei and Mr. Jiang Laoliu entered the city carrying paintings and sweet potato leaves.

Relocation was originally a very troublesome matter.

After determining the relocation location and obtaining the household registration permit, the mover must return to the county to handle the household relocation matters, and then settle in the household at the relocation location before the whole family can move.

Thanks to these disasters, it is now very simple for Fengchengfu to handle relocation matters.

Those who have obtained the relevant documents from the government office to register their household registration do not even need to go back to cancel their original household registration.

No, a group of wives and children of the Jiang family have not even settled on the land of Fengcheng Prefecture, and they are already the population of Fucheng Zhili.

"Uncles are not quick-talkers, why do you need to be so anxious!"

The officials called by Ding Xuewei to unload the goods were polite and unambiguous in their actions.

"I have something to do when I go to the city." Ding Xuewei looked helpless.

Several people's hands and feet suddenly stopped: "What's going on? Do you need your uncles to come forward?"

"Uncles are of no use for the time being, but we will have to meet Mr. Tang later." Ding Xuewei felt very melancholy.

When she said this, it was obvious that things were not something that little minions like them could help with.

"Brother Zhang, you go in and report first, and leave this to the brothers." A shrewd middle-aged man said.

The official named Zhang nodded immediately, and after delivering the batch of sweet potato leaves to the destination, he went directly to the inner courtyard. Not long after, Ding Xuewei and Jiang Laoliu were brought in.

"This is the plow that the folk girl wanted to build." After the ceremony, Ding Xuewei took out the drawing.

Tang Ming took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

"Compared with the current plowshares which are much wider, such plowshares require more strength. Do you want to use more oxen?"

Iron is a precious metal that poor people generally cannot afford.

The wooden plow is a good helper for the common people nowadays, and some landowners, in order to reduce the burden of livestock, use two oxen to plow the land.

She has so many animals on hand, not to mention using two oxen, just a few or dozens of them are feasible.

Indeed, Ding Xuewei wanted to use more oxen, but this plow was not an ordinary wooden plow, but an iron plow, which was formed in one piece.

"Old farmers say that plowing deeply and planting shallowly requires more oxen, and the more people need to press the plowshares. The peasant woman wondered if she could replace the wooden plow with an iron plow, so that the weight of the iron itself would be enough to lift the plowshare. Shen."

"···you···"

Looking back and forth between the drawings and Ding Xuewei's face, Tang Ming had only one big thought for her: "Full iron, full iron must be at least two hundred kilograms. You have so many animals, how much iron will you get? Do you want to plow or save iron?" "

"Sir..." Ding Xuewei was speechless.

"Don't say you don't know the pros and cons. You kid, if you're not afraid of anything, don't worry about others." Tang Ming was really off guard by her ironclad attitude.

She just brought back more than 6 livestock at a time [she could win the Jiang family to Yuequan Village, the Jiang family must be following her lead] and then turned around and wanted all-iron farming tools.

A person who has broadened his horizons and knows how to make money but does not bother to fight for profits can make money faster by turning around and using his reputation.

Even if she didn't have such an idea, her behavior of preparing livestock and storing a large amount of iron products would be considered dangerous to a large extent.

"This is impossible, so don't think too much about it." Tang Ming cut her off.

Is Ding Xuewei the kind of person who gives up easily?
"Sir, you need chopsticks to eat. If you can't keep up with this tool, how can the local women plow the land? And without money to supplement the manpower, how can the local women support this rental team?"

"Sir, it's not just a day or two that people's girls have been criticized. If someone thinks that people's girls are impure, people's girls can do anything. Anyway, people's families are small, and they will not starve to death even if they dig wild vegetables."

Bang, bang, bang, she was outputting in a burst, which made Tang Ming's face turn pale and green.

If the little girl talks shamelessly and has not made any contribution to the country, then Daxia should not be at peace now, and Fengcheng Mansion will not be so peaceful.

He was afraid that what she had done would have a huge impact, so he wanted to kill her now. Not to mention whether the old woman behind her agreed or not, even he, who had seen the changes in the lives of the people in Yuequan Village, would not even nod.

But it was too much to ask the horses to run and not feed them even the worst fodder.

You can do this, but other people's animals are still unwilling to contribute.

"At most... I'll give you a number."

"How much?" Ding Xuewei immediately raised her ear.

Tang Ming was amused by her eagerness to listen, but he couldn't laugh.

"A maximum of [-] units. These [-] units must be submitted for inspection at the end of each year."

Ding Xuewei: "..."

I knew things weren't going to go well! (End of chapter)