As the sun sets, the power of the autumn tiger weakens a little.

A group of six people left the Xishan Courtyard and walked in the countryside.

Yu Wenyun and Dong Shulan felt how fresh all this was, the unharvested golden rice was swaying in the wind, and the fragrance of rice came to their faces, it smelled so good, this was an experience they had never had, so they felt that the trip was worthwhile.

There were many peasants working in the fields, and even many children were working in the fields.

The adults are busy harvesting and beating, while the children are busy touching the fish in the fields – the fish are already very fat and tender.

"The young master is here!"

"The young master has come to see us!"

"Young master, young master!"

The peasants straightened their waists, waved their hands to greet Fu Xiaoguan, and the children screamed like crazy, and then ran ashore one by one twisting the fish, and ran towards Fu Xiaoguan quickly.

The female master standing behind Yu Wenyun suddenly stood in front of Yu Wenyun, and even held the hilt of the sword in her hand, Yu Wenyun pulled it and said two words lightly: "It's okay." ”

The female master glanced at Su Mo, who was walking last, and Su Mo was extremely calm.

"Your Highness......"

"I've said it many times, don't call me that."

"If there are Assassins......"

"Look at them, do they look like assassins? I now order you to stand in the back and do nothing! ”

The kid who ran at the front came to Fu Xiaoguan, and he was wearing two half-catty crucian carp with straw, "Young master, here you go, this fish soup is delicious, you have to drink more." ”

Another child ran over, "Young master, young master, I'll give you this carp!" The child handed a carp of two or three catties to Fu Xiaoguan like a treasure.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it all, thank you!"

"Young Master, we thank you!"

Many children were running, for fear that the young master would leave and not eat the fish they caught.

Soon, Su Mo and Chunxiu looked at Fu Xiaoguan with resentment, and they had a lot of fish in their hands.

Wang Er came over while wiping his sweat, glanced at it, turned his head and shouted to the field: "Wang Qiang, send the young master's fish back first." ”

"Great!"

Wang Er still held the teapot in his hand, and he looked at the two women wearing facial scarves behind Fu Xiaoguan, knowing who might be the young master.

He smiled at Fu Xiaoguan and said, "Young Master, you see, the harvest is almost halfway, and it will almost be finished in two days." ”

Fu Xiaoguan looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "The weather is good tomorrow, so we should dry it and put it in the warehouse as soon as possible." Your second child is still in the cement mill, is there enough labor at home? ”

"Enough, Wang Qiang and I harvested, Wang Qiang picked it at home, and my mother-in-law was responsible for drying. My family will be able to cut tomorrow, and I have to help my in-laws after cutting. ”

"I'm afraid I'll tire your daughter-in-law out."

"Hahaha!"

The laughter of the old farmer echoed in the field, and Wang Er followed Fu Xiaoguan all the way on the ridge, talking about some farming and imagining the future.

When they arrived at a field, the two stopped, and Fu Xiaoguan pointed to the mixing bucket in the field and said, "It's very tiring and inefficient." ”

Yu Wenyun and Dong Shulan had been following behind Fu Xiaoguan, and they had heard the conversation between the two of them, and the two of them looked at each other and felt that the person was even more strange.

They almost didn't understand what Fu Xiaoguan and Wang Er said, but Fu Xiaoguan actually understood! Not only does he understand, but he also seems to be very professional, which is puzzling.

At this moment, Wang Er also looked at Fu Xiaoguan with some confusion and said, "I have been threshing rice like this all over the years, what can I do to improve it?" ”

The current situation of threshing rice is as follows: first cut off a piece of rice, and then use a person to take the rice in the mixing bucket and beat it vigorously to knock the millet down, and when there is more millet in the mixing bucket, then pick it up and dry it in the drying field.

"I didn't think about it, we could have made a thresher, like this."

Fu Xiaoguan squatted down on the edge of the field, picked up a pebble and drew it on the ground.

"It's not complicated, it's a round bucket, and it's got an iron nail on it, and there's a shaft in the middle, and there's a rocker in this place, and it's fixed to the mixing bucket, and one person shakes it, and the bucket turns up, and the other person hands the rice up, and through the friction of the iron nails on the cylinder, the rice comes off. Don't look at the use of two people, but the efficiency will be much faster and save effort. ”

Wang Er also squatted, frowned and looked at it for a moment, and nodded: "Young master, this method is very good." ”

"You can try it yourself when you have time, it doesn't have to be an iron nail, the main purpose is to increase friction."

"Take me to Wangjia Village." Fu Xiaoguan patted the mud on his hands and stood up.

"Okay."

The group continued on their way, crossing the stone bridge, and they could see the unfinished houses on the other side of the rice fields that had been harvested.

"The cement is very good and strong, and the house can be built a lot faster." Wang Er said.

"Well, I thought about it just now, in order to make it easier to dry those crops, and when the cement in Xishan is not so nervous, the drying field of this household is smoothed with this cement, so that there is no need to dry the mat."

"This ...... This cement is a rarity, is it too wasteful to use it for drying yards? ”

"This thing is not uncommon, the yield will increase in the future, and even this ridge can be plastered into a cement road, take your time, it will get better and better anyway."

The old farmer's dark face showed a sincere smile, he believed in the young master very firmly, although the houses in front of him have not yet been built, but the foundation has been completed, it is a courtyard, or built with blue bricks, green tiles and cement.

Before the young master came to Xishan, Wang Er didn't even dare to think about it.

Even if it is for the marriage of his son Wang Qiang, the new house he wants to build is only a three-room earthen walled house, where is it like now, this is a step to the sky.

The villagers are very satisfied, and their love for the young master is beyond words.

"I have an idea, listen to it and see if it can be realized."

"Young master, you say."

"Waiting for the grain to enter the warehouse, you will take the lead in organizing a construction team, that is, a team that specializes in building houses, and summarize some experience through the construction of your Wangjia Village, and then your team will promote these experiences and build houses for more villages. Of course, there will be a fee for building a house in the future, I will ask Steward Zhang to give you the cost of cement bricks and tiles, and you will set the price for labor, and you will calculate the cost yourself, and report it to me for approval, what do you think? ”

"This is a good thing, the villagers will definitely be willing to do it with a lot of income."

"In a few days, I will convene a meeting of all the patriarchs, and when the time comes, I will talk about this at the meeting, and you must be prepared."

Fu Xiaoguan and his entourage returned to the Xishan Courtyard when it was dark.

There are a lot of ways to go, but Yu Wenyun and Dong Shulan don't feel tired.

They are now full of curiosity, and they inexplicably feel that Fu Xiaoguan is really powerful.

At this moment, Fu Xiaoguan went to the kitchen and said that such a fatty fish, don't be spoiled by the cook.