The power of example is powerful, and it was not only a while before someone ran to Wu Zheng to ask for a quyuan plow, and the reason for this is because the efficiency of people who use quyuan ploughs to open up wasteland with oxen is several times that of them with their hands.

As soon as you open two acres of land, you are still tired like a grandson, and when you look back, it is like playing as soon as you open up ten acres of wasteland.

You must know that even if the land opened up can't grow grain, the big boss will give everyone the start of the work at a price of five taels of silver per mu, and the big boss naturally never doubts, so the problem now is that he only earned ten taels of silver when he was tired, and you others easily earned one hundred and eighty taels, and the ox and plough are still the big boss, how can this make people not blush.

This kind of thing is also contagious in the crowd, when there is a person with red eyes, there will be a second one, when everyone starts to be red, no one will care whether the land can grow food or not, whether the big boss will be recycled at the price of five taels of silver per acre, the only thing they want now is to get a cow and a plow back, must be more than so-and-so to open up wasteland.

The existing total population of Shenmu Village, that is, if you count the old and the young, there are 576 people, even if you count them as a household unit, there are 153 households.

But there will not be only these five sets, the key is to see how much land they can open up in the end, and then according to the area of cultivated land and the number of cultivators, how many ploughing cattle and zigyuan plows are on the most cultivated village.

Besides, since someone is going to get up, then he naturally has to express himself, after all, they are all brothers of a cottage, Fei'er, who is a big master, can't favor one over the other!

So the previous five Quyuan plows and ploughing oxen should be used in turn, and on this basis, Wu Zheng will also ask Wang San and Yang Er to add another set depending on the situation.

In this way, under the guidance of Wu Zheng's plan, the enthusiasm of Zhongrao has reached a new level, and now even in the middle of the night, you can still see someone with a plow leading the ox back from the field, there is no way because the ox and the plough are going to be given to others, and they don't know when the next wheel is, and it is not a loss if they don't take advantage of the cattle to open a little more land.

Standing at the gate of the village, Wu Zheng saw that Shenmu Mountain, which had long been different from what it used to be, was turning into terraced fields layer by layer at his unbelievable speed, and Wu Zheng felt a kind of happiness in his heart

But looking back, the 100 acres of wasteland on the mountain are still the same, and now it is impossible to call this group of killers to dig out the 100 acres of wasteland, because it is higher than the water source, and now everyone knows that although those lands are smoother than the slopes, what is the use of no water boiling?

So Wu Zheng asked Wang San and Yang Er to get a pair of Quyuan ploughs for themselves, intending to plow out the land by themselves, but after thinking about it, others can not help him reclaim that land, but Yang Er and Wusan and the two sons of his family can't help themselves!

They are the masters of their households, and they are obligated as their servants to cultivate their three hundred acres of wasteland.

So the plow that had just been carried on his shoulders asked Wu Zheng to earn on the lin, pointing at Yang Er and Wang San: "Since you are all going to die and beg to recognize me as the master, then you can't always be so idle!" ”

"No, young master." Yang Er took the lead and said, "Young Master, didn't you tell the old slave to smelt a kind of steel that can make a donkey arm?" The old slave has been sleeping by the stove even if he sleeps, except for one or two ploughshares for his brothers, except for one or two ploughshares, just to be able to smelt usable steel for the young master as soon as possible. ”

Wu Zheng said: "I'm not as idle as you, I'm Yang Er's son, he should have nothing to do!" ”

"The dog has always been helping the old slave."

"Alright, I don't care about that. There are still more than 100 acres of wasteland on the north cliff, you have to dig it out for me, and next year the young master will farm the land. ”

Wang San glanced at the direction of the north cliff and said, "Although the young master's piece is flat, there is no water!" What's the use of digging it out? ”

Wu Zheng said angrily: "Who can't grow food without water?" Tell you that it is a treasure land, brothers, don't do it because they don't know the goods, and when I grow grain there next year with a yield of twenty or thirty stone per mu, I will see that I will not be blushing to them. ”

Yang Er couldn't help but exclaim: "What twenty or thirty stones?" Master, this ...... That's a bit too big, isn't it? ”

Wang San couldn't help nodding and said, "These twenty or thirty stones are less than one thousand and five catties!" When has the old slave lived for so long, ever heard that there are crops in this world that yield more than 1,000 catties per acre? ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, anyway, there is an old master surnamed Xia who doesn't believe it, as long as you wait until next winter, you will know, but now you two old men have to find a way to get that piece of land out for me, and when spring comes, I will plant an auspicious rui there for you to see."

When they got home, Xiang'er and Yinglan climbed on the table and didn't know what they were eating, poked their fingers and put them in their mouths, and then giggled.

That made Wu Zheng think of the scene when he first saw Xiang'er's girl stealing salt, dipping his finger in a little salt and putting it in his mouth, and then his eyelashes bent as if he was eating sugar.

When Wu Zheng thought of this, he couldn't help but be surprised, this dead girl shouldn't be tricking her two sisters into eating salt!

Wu Zheng hurriedly walked over to see, I'll go! There was a jar of salt on the table.

"Auntie...... Uncle, why are you back? ”

Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly dragged the salt jar on the table behind her and hid it, because since Wu Zheng found out that she ate salt as sugar last time, he scared her to sell her if she ate salt like this again in the future.

But isn't it late for this stupid girl to hide the salt jar now, and I can't see such a big jar?

Xiang'er cried, and tears slipped down her eyes like beads, because Wu Zheng just kept looking at her but didn't say anything, looking angry and his eyes were so terrible.

"Uncle, Xiang'er is wrong, Xiang'er knows that she is wrong, I promise never to eat salt again in the future, please ask my uncle to do well and don't sell Xiang'er, okay?"

As soon as Xiang'er cried, the two girls of Yinglan hugged her and said, "Brother, why do you want to sell Sister Xiang'er, I don't allow you to sell her." ”

"Yes, Lan won't allow you to sell her."

Wu Zheng said angrily: "This salt is so delicious?" ”

As a result, Yinglan actually nodded, and said with an affirmative face: "Brother, if you don't believe it, you can taste it." ”

"I don't taste it, I will get sick if I eat too much salt."

"Don't be afraid, their brother is a miracle doctor, if Ying is sick, my brother will treat me."

Wu Zheng couldn't help but flip through and said: "I'm really convinced of you, you want to eat candy and follow me!" I'll make it for you, why do you eat salt? ”

"Uncle, this is all Xiang'er's fault, if you scold Xiang'er, scold Xiang'er!"

"Of course I'm going to scold you, it was originally your own greed to eat salt as sugar, I don't know if this salt is good or not, but now you look at Yinglan and you have been taken to the ditch, I don't scold you who you scold?"

"Xiang'er is wrong, Xiang'er really knows that she is wrong, even if my uncle wants to kill Xiang'er, I just beg my uncle not to sell me, okay?"

Looking at Xiang'er's pitiful appearance, scolding and scolding is heart-wrenching, let alone fighting, Wu Zheng really has no choice but to take this stupid girl, so he said: "Okay, who is going to sell you." I want to eat candy with me! I'll do it for you. Do you still have some wheat at home, go and fetch some and I'll make you sugar melons? 166 Reading Network