The resources in hand have expanded again, Wang Hou leans on the edge of the 500 acres of land near Funiu Mountain, there are two villages, a total of more than 300 people, according to the rules of the late Han Dynasty, these people are dependent on Wang Hou, no personality freedom of tenant slaves, although the characteristics of this era, the village is mostly old and weak, women and children, a total of only sixty or seventy strong men, but it is also a labor force, isn't it?

In addition, more than 40 people in the mansion were also sent to the manor by Wang Hou, and his palace finally did not need to become a zoo, and more than 200 cattle unloaded by the ox cart of Hu Chen Deng were also pulled to the manor, and the cattle in this era were the greatest wealth, and only with cattle can they cultivate and reclaim more land, with an average of three people and two cows, Zhaojia Village and Niujia Village under Wang Hou's hands can be regarded as the richest villages in this vicinity.

However, for this new master, a group of tenant farmers have no good feelings.

On the first day of inspecting his own fields, he summoned two masons and instructed them to build a spacious shed in Niujia Village, which was closer to Xudu, and a cellar a few meters deep at night and built with bricks and cement.

In order to meet Wang Hou's requirements for building a toilet in three days, the people of the two villages had to follow suit, cutting down trees with cold knives and mud, and the big guy was so cold that he rushed to work like a grandson, which could be regarded as completing the work before the time limit required by Wang Hou

However, as soon as it was completed, before the old and young masters of Niujia Village could breathe a sigh of relief, it became the most famous "notorious" place in the entire Xudu City!

It's not a fake smell, it's a real smell!

First of all, according to the instructions of the old man Wang, the dung and eggs of the two villages can not be thrown, no matter what horse dung, cow dung, dog dung, human dung, all have to be piled up in the cellar of this built shed, not to mention, the closed stone shed has to pile up two braziers to warm these various kinds of rotten "Xiangyun", under this kind of care, the smell of "fragrant" has filled half of Niujia Village in a few days.

On the third day of the completion of the cellar, he pinched his nose and came to inspect it, and was not satisfied with the progress of the accumulation of "Xiangyun", Wang Hou immediately did a more crazy thing, and took the disgusted and embarrassed Cao Hongjie to cover his face, and went door to door to greet the entire Xudu gate, and contracted the night incense of the entire Xudu population of 70,000 or 80,000.

Such a terrifying "Xiangyun" army attacked, it was only more than half a month, and the two cellars were full, and in the sorrow of the villagers of Niujia Village, Wang Hou slapped again, such a dung cellar, and then dug three more mouths.

However, this toss stinks along with Niujia Village, as well as Wang Hou's reputation.

In fact, even if Wang Hou doesn't do this earth-shattering, stinky ghost and god thing, his reputation will already stink in the Xu Dushi circle, first of all, Mr. Cao poured dirty water on him and embezzled a piece of military rations! Corrupt officials!

Then he checked Taicang, killed Yang Yong, the rafter of the warehouse, and copied the house, and copied more than 37,000 stone grain from the Yang family.

Then, Wang Hou was arrogant and rebellious and beat the grandson of the grandson of the grandson of his clan, and shouted to the clan elders, and offended most of the Taiyuan Wang clan who was not the king but the king.

Wang Hou was also cheeky to ask for night incense from house to house, so not only in the Shilin circle, but even among the common people, the name of Yexiang Cangcao was also catchy, and a group of Zishi clans were also willing to give him Yexiang, and then used extremely vicious words to ridicule him behind his back.

However, if someone else got into Wang Hou's current reputation, he either hid his face early and fled, or was attacked by a group and killed, but he didn't have any.

No tricks, Guo Jia lives in his house! This represents the attitude of the prime minister! Even if the Taiyuan Wang family, who expelled Wang Hou from the sect, can't do anything about him now, so his reputation is like a rat crossing the street, but Wang Hou can still live the rotten life of his landlord and master comfortably.

And Qin Hui has two or three friends, and he Wang Hou also has it in Shilin, and he is actually a famous person in Xuzhou.

It was still the hot kang head, the brass hot pot on the table was steaming, and a plate of lamb cut as thin as a piece of paper was picked up by a chopstick, and it was already discolored and cooked after only two turns in the boiling pot, and it was rolled in the sesame sauce, and it was sent to the mouth with full flavor, and then a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, and a thumb suddenly rose up.

"Beautiful!"

Chen Deng is also a foodie, otherwise he would not have been able to get parasitic diseases because of greedy fish in history, vomiting blood and dying, this fresh mutton hot pot has even been conquered by foreigners in later generations, not to mention Chen Deng, an ancient, with the first bite, his whirlwind chopsticks couldn't stop at all, and the mutton on the plate was stuffed into his mouth.

These days, he was actually pulled by Wang Hou to ask for yellow and white things, Cao Hongjie's girl was a little in a trance, her eyes were straight and she slipped into her small mouth and sucked noodles, in the other corner of the table, Guo Jia was holding a white and fat big steamed bun, looking up and down, left and right, looking like a hillbilly who had never seen the world, poor ancient.

It's really true, the four plates of mutton all went into Chen Deng's belly, and he paid attention to the other three, especially the protagonist Wang Hou didn't seem to have moved the chopsticks yet, the old face was red, and this product gave himself a spoonful of soup, and tasted it slowly, mentioning that he was an elegant Confucian student, and he also changed the topic with admiration.

"Tuqiu Xian Brother has more than one mouth as sharp as a knife, this life is also unique and elegant, this warm spring kang, this delicious mutton, Chen doesn't want to go back to Xuzhou!"

"However, Chen still has something unclear, Brother Wang Xian is agile and elegant, why do you want to be so self-defiled recently, begging for someone to be yellow and white, and provoke those ordinary people to chew their tongues behind their backs?"

"Vomit~~~"

Before he finished speaking, Cao Hongjie had already covered his mouth and went out to vomit sadly, Guo Jia, who lived next to Wang Hou, also had a handsome face trembling slightly, and Wang Hou, who had been chattering like he had lost his soul, finally came back to his senses.

"Brother Yuanlong, have you heard of the six realms of reincarnation?"

"Oh? It seems to be the Dharma taught by the bald wizards from the White Horse Temple, the fields are divided into six paths, merit and good evil, and people and animals are reincarnated from the six realms. ”

"Wang has not experienced the six reincarnations, so I can't talk about believing or not believing it, but Wang believes in the reincarnation of grains! The earth gives birth to grains, people eat and give birth to people in the yellow, and then return the yellow in the people to the land, which just completes the reincarnation of nature, otherwise blindly plundered from the land, and there is no return, the land has been fertile for several years! ”

After dealing with these ancients for a long time, Wang Hou has also become literate, pretending to show off, but his expression is gradually lewd, and the next sentence is enough to startle Chen Deng.

"Brother Yuanlong, believe it or not, next autumn, my old king's 500 acres of land can lay 4,000 stone of grain!"

Don't say this sentence Chen Deng, even Guo Jia, who nibbled on steamed buns and soup, only rolled his eyes, hammered his chest and coughed several times, Guo Xijiu screamed incredibly.

"Is that true? You didn't drink too much! ”

"Bet! I'm going to do it, Brother Fengxiao, you quit drinking! ”

"Forehead ......"

To tell the truth, Guo Jia doesn't believe it, the grain yield in later generations is high, the average yield per mu is actually about 375 kilograms, which is about three stones of Han stone, and in the Han Dynasty, the yield of two stones per mu is already considered to be a high-grade fertile land, and the average yield is only about one stone and three buckets to one stone and five buckets.

However, wine is Guo Jia's lifeblood! It is better to kill him than to stop drinking! And Wang Hou can save his head from Cao Cao's hands, what if he really does it?

Seeing that Guo Jia's face was cloudy, Wang Hou reduced his bet again, and shook his head with a helpless smile.

"Wang has done it, Brother Guo will not be able to drink wine made from grain in the future, but can only drink fruit wine, how about it?"

Grapes have been introduced into China with Zhang Qiantong's Western Regions, and wine is also popular on the table of the nobles of the Han Dynasty, although the strength of wine in this era is still far less than that of grain wine, but it can cure alcohol addiction, Guo Jia immediately slapped the table: "Okay, this bet Guo Mou gambled, if you did it, Guo Mou will not drink Wuliang wine again!" Guo also helps you do one thing! But if you lose, brother, you have to respond to Guo's one thing, how about it? ”

"If the elder brother of Tuqiu does it, I, Chen, should also ask you for one thing on the way, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, let it be sent, I will also gamble!"

As soon as Guo Jia's words fell, Chen Deng also joined the game without hesitation, looking at the resolute looks of the two of them, Wang Hou almost blossomed, as if he had taken advantage of it, he was impatient to pick up the wine glass.

"It's all in one word!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

What a big advantage!

From the beginning of the Han Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, in fact, grain production basically did not increase much, and one of the important reasons is that the ancients of these times did not know how to fertilize! It was not until the Ming Dynasty that the end of intensive agriculture appeared in the south of the Yangtze River, and the proportion was still not high, and even in the Qing Dynasty, the countryside did not pay much attention to the collection of fertilizers.

But among them, a few examples of intensive cultivation and fertilizer and water application, the harvest obtained is also similar to the release of satellites, which is enough to go down in history, and Wang Hou knows very well about the power of biogas liquid and regional field method.

Seeing that a Guo ghost talent and a Chen Tuhao also looked like they had won, the obscene smile on Wang Hou's face became more and more intense, and the obscene ones seemed to overflow.

…………

Today is Chen Deng's practice of wine, tomorrow he is going to say goodbye to Cao Cao, with Guangling Taishou official position back to Xuzhou, drank for an afternoon, the two people known as drunkards are a little drunk, Wang Hou had to order someone to carry Guo Jia back, send Chen Deng to the carriage parked at the door, followed by a piece of send-off, and a vomit Cao Hongjie.

Seeing Chen Deng's "BMW" swaying farther and farther, thinking about the gambling contract just now, Wang Hou grabbed Cao Hongjie's little hand again, and smiled evilly.

"Hong'er, let's make a bet! If we can harvest 4,000 stone this year, will you marry me? ”

But Wang Hou ignored one thing, Guo Jia was born in a poor family and had personally farmed, Chen Deng was the head of the family, and he was also quite proficient in the harvest of the Chen family, but Cao Hongjie did not touch the mud with his fingers, never went to the ground, and had no concept of the harvest.

Therefore, Wang Hou waited for this girl to be full of obscene smiles that he had bet with himself in disbelief, but he couldn't help but Cao Hongjie rolled his foot on his cheek.

Thump~

"Die!"