Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 180
"At that time, let the government officials measure the entire slope, count as much as there is, and we will finish this area."

The larger the land reclamation area, the better, and it is easy to manage.

The yamen servants only measure and enter the file, and they will naturally not interfere with what you like, anyway, the tax will be paid according to the record when the time comes,
"Mother reckoned that this piece of land would have an area of ​​[-] acres. You don't have to worry about fertilizing it. You can use local materials and use fallen leaves from the hillside without much effort."

"We have opened up wasteland at the west end of the village. Many people have noticed it. Maybe no one has paid attention to this sloping land. If we open up wasteland first, if the villagers are jealous and follow suit, we will open it together and destroy it." It affects the integrity of this slope and affects later irrigation.”

There is no owner on the hillside, and whoever drives it belongs to them, and they can't stop others from driving.However, the layout of the whole land is messed up with scattered houses and houses scattered here and there.

At that time, for a piece of land, no one is willing to spend a lot of time to divert water for irrigation, and naturally no one is willing to do a loss-making business?

Moreover, whoever came to join in the heat, who didn't come here to take advantage of it?
Who will work hand in hand with you to build a water diversion bamboo canal?

It was as if Bai Yunxi narrated her worries to her son,
"What's more, the people living in the east of the village are all of scattered surnames, and we don't have much contact with them on weekdays. We don't know what their nature is. It's best not to let them get involved."

If there are too many people, it will be complicated and disturbing.

"Mom, I understand. This time, let's measure the land first, and then open up wasteland. With the land deed in hand, no one can get in the way."

After the two discussed it, they went to the mountain to look at the plant fertilizer. The fallen leaves half a foot thick were definitely enough fertilizer.

"Let's go, go to your cousin now and ask him to help us measure the fields."

Bai Yunxi picked up the basket and watched his son arrange the firewood he picked up neatly and bundle them into bundles.

I have to say that this kid is really hardworking, and he can't rest for a moment, and he can pick up a bundle of firewood when he goes around in circles.

"It's said that God can't kill hardworking people from starvation, and that's what you are talking about."

Bai Anyan smiled embarrassedly, "It's all a matter of convenience, it doesn't take much trouble at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a tease,

"Hey, isn't this Juren lady? You have collected all the firewood in the west mountain? You ran to our east mountain to collect firewood? You can't be so greedy, you will be struck by lightning."

Wang's daughter-in-law came out of the forest with a bundle of firewood on her back, and a bunch of sprigs in her hand. When she saw Baiyunxi mother and son, she curled her lips, and opened her mouth to be poor.

"Look at what you said. They say that they rely on the mountain to eat the mountain. The mountain belongs to everyone. If you have no name or surname, how can you block it?"

"The firewood you picked up was also given by the mountain. I heard that there are mountain gods in the mountains and river gods in the rivers. You have to be careful when you speak and do things in these places, so as not to offend the gods and condemn you."

Bai Yunxi looked at the trembling face of Mrs. Wang's daughter-in-law, curled her lips into a smile,
People here believe that there are gods in the world and ghosts in the underworld.That being the case, if she doesn't take advantage of it, she will be sorry for the 5000-year history.

Sure enough, when Wang's daughter-in-law heard the word "mountain god", fear flashed in her eyes, but she was not reconciled, so she could only hum in a low voice.
"As if only you knew."

"Of course, I've read a few books anyway, and I'm better than an illiterate person like you. Even if you don't like me, you won't know how to write your own name."

(End of this chapter)