Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 679 Jiuli Patriarch Clothes Soft

   Of course, there are also lazy ones, such as Jiang Feng’s family. In the plot of land their family was allocated, weeds and potato seedlings have grown to about the same height, and their numbers are about the same…

  It takes a lot of time just to store water and soften the soil in a paddy field converted from dry land. If the soil problem is not solved, the seedlings will not be able to be planted at all.

   So there is no need to rush to divide, it is better to open more paddy fields.

The village chief Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "I also think that we can open more paddy fields. In the future, this will be the foundation of a foothold! There is a lot of wasteland around here, and the water source is not bad. It is open now and can be planted next year. ,It could not be better."

Originally, village chief Zhao had this meaning. After all, according to the current distribution, one person can share about one mu, the family is only four or five mu, and the more is only ten mu. Even if the business develops in the future, there will be other income supplements. It might still be more difficult.

  The crowd walked around, and after some discussion, they roughly circled a piece of wasteland.

   On the south side of the developed area, it stretches out flat, with bushes and trees, overgrown with weeds, and it can be opened to more than 8,000 to 10,000 mu.

   There is a small undulating hillside of about thirty or forty acres between these two pieces of land, which is also a forest.

  The newly opened land bypasses this forest. After all, it is not convenient to divert water in the high terrain, and it is impossible to open a paddy field. And it's good to leave some forest between the fields, and there is a convenient place to rest and rest during work on weekdays.

  Mu Qingli asked people to first clean up the miscellaneous trees and shrubs in this forest, take care of this forest, and then reclaim the wasteland there.

   If in the future all the water sources will be drawn from the previous river, a dam will have to be built on the river where it is suitable to build a dam to store water. In case of a dry year, it will not affect the planting.

   Village Chief Zhao waited and nodded, indicating that he heard everything.

  So, after returning to Wanshan Fort, he started preparing to open up wasteland again.

   As before, the villagers who signed up to work were recorded in the register and paid monthly.

  Although these fields will eventually be distributed to each household for free, but after all, land reclamation is a hard job, not everyone is suitable to do it, and naturally it cannot be used for nothing.

  The construction speed of the castle has also become faster. The stone and blue bricks are easily transported upwards, and the height of the building up every day is more than three times higher than before.

   But after five or six days of not going up to see it, the height of the entire circle of the city wall is already more than four meters.

   At this rate, it will be completed in two months at most.

   At that time, building some solid turrets, towers, watchtowers, arrow stacks, etc. on the city wall will be truly impregnable.

   And Wanshanbao's most troublesome weapon problem, through the help of the four major tribes, has also been well resolved.

  Although pig iron, iron powder, and other iron products are controlled items, several major tribes have existed for so many years and naturally have their own channels to obtain these things.

   Otherwise, where did the weapons, tools, and farm implements in their hands come from?

  Through them, Wanshanbao also hooked up with those people, and can get pig iron and iron powder. In the future, there is no need to worry about making various utensils.

   Survival in this southwest corner is easy, but not easy. Mu Qingli just wanted to leave a more solid home for Xiaoyaer and Xiaoluan.

   On this day, Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen were on the construction site of the city wall on the mountain. Some villagers ran up and asked them to go back to the village, saying that the Jiuli Patriarch was here.

  Other people who were working stopped the work in their hands when they heard the words, each with a fierce light in their eyes.

   "What? Are those **** here again?"

   "Do you want shame? Dare to come?"

   "What are they doing? They can't fight again!"

   "Huh, it's too much of a contempt for them to say they fight. I think they're itchy and come to beat them!"

   Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen are very clear in their hearts.

  Mo Yunshen smiled and said: "Everyone, don't be impatient. On our site, they can't figure out any tricks. Let's go back and see, everyone continues."

  When everyone thought about it, they also said: With the village chief and Qingli there, what happened to the Jiuli patriarch? He talked about still doing the work in his own hands, but didn't take it to heart.

   Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen returned to the village. Patriarch Jiuli was relieved when he saw them, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them with a smile: "Mo Da Village Chief, Mrs. Qingli!"

Waiting for them here, enjoying the cold, sharp and unkind eyes of everyone in Wanshanbao, there seems to be a string in the air that is taut, as if it will break with a sound of "Zheng!", breaking his nerves, He had long been unnatural, and when he finally saw Mu Qingli and the others coming back, he was naturally greatly relieved.

   "Patriarch Jiuli is here, I don't know what you are doing?" Mo Yun smiled and asked lightly.

   Mu Qingli's eyes are not good, and his eyes are squinting at him, and he has a posture of beating him if he doesn't agree.

   It would be strange for Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen to be pleasing to the eyes of him. It was very self-cultivation not to immediately order everyone to beat them up.

The Jiuli Patriarch himself was a little guilty. In the previous calculation, he first attacked the Qingteng Department, forcing Wanshanbao to rush to rescue, setting up an ambush on the road, and sending people to attack the Wanshanbao headquarters. The calculation was very careful and precise step by step. Originally, they thought that they would definitely be able to hit with a single blow, and that they would be able to give Wanshanbao a severe blow, so that they would understand that the Jiuli people are not easy to mess with.

  Not before, not now, not in the future!

I don't want to, all the calculations are in vain, this is not enough, as the young patriarch's own son was captured alive by the Ivy League - thinking that the small Ivy League dared to make so many demands, the Jiuli Patriarch would Madly angry.

   What made him even more mad was that after the fight with the people from Wanshanbao, the wounded Jiuli warriors who had returned had used the golden sore medicine to no avail.

  The wound not only did not heal, but it became more and more serious.

   Not to mention that Li Mo couldn't get rid of it after taking countless medicines, and he also hired many doctors from his back, but he was helpless.

   The Jiuli people are now in panic and chaos.

   He couldn't just watch the warriors in his tribe die from festering wounds in the end, right? After thinking about it, he had to go to Wanshanbao in person, take a soft drink, and ask for medicine.

   To say that this matter has nothing to do with Wanshanbao, he would not believe it if he was killed.

   Patriarch Jiuli coughed awkwardly and said with a smile, "Could Chief Mo Da take a step to speak?"

   Patriarch Jiuli suddenly knew in his heart that he was no match for these two at all! In other words, it is impossible for the Jiuli people to overwhelm Wanshanbao.

  People only need to use small tricks, and they are helpless on their own side!

   (end of this chapter)