Chapter 121: Turning into a Technological Maniac

Yang Hao said: "You are too worried, soldiers are soldiers, and the people are people, even if they get the land, of course the soldiers get more than ordinary people."

Nowadays, the fields planted by all ethnic groups are mainly based on slaves, and their so-called farming is nothing more than sprinkling seeds into the ground, and it is up to God whether they can harvest or not.

Wasting so much precious manpower here, in my opinion, is not called farming, this is just eating and waiting for death.

Shao Yan was puzzled: "All clans are planted like this, is there any other way to farm?" ”

Yang Hao said: "There was no before, but now there is, and the more than 20 cows are hope." ”

"How many cows, in addition to pulling carts, can also farm?"

Shaoyan was even more puzzled.

Yang Hao said with a smile: "In the future, you will be clear, there are still some places that I have not considered well in the matter of land distribution, you don't have to tell others, as for the soldiers' guesses, let them guess, don't pay attention to them, you don't have to think about it so much, first complete your current task and then say anything else." ”

Shao Yan left the palace with a lot of questions, he thought he had learned a lot, but one by one new questions appeared, but he found that he didn't seem to know anything.

This frustration made him very depressed, thinking of his task, Shao Yan could only sigh and gather his subordinates.

On Yang Hao's side, he is working hard to write, although he has a general idea in his mind, but many places are still imperfect.

For example, what is the division of land, whether it is based on the well-field system in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, or the private ownership of the small peasant economy after the Qin and Han dynasties.

After the land is divided, how to collect taxes, how to manage it, where to get the farm tools, what farm tools are needed, whether there is not enough copper and iron, what to replace it, how to distribute the ploughing cattle and a series of other problems are waiting for him to deal with.

On the soft animal skin, Yang Hao densely wrote his own ideas, but after scribbling and altering, many unrealistic fantasies were all denied by him, leaving only some things that matched this era and could be realized by himself.

If you want to increase grain production, you must not rely on the weather for food, but only intensive cultivation and good water conservancy and irrigation facilities can do.

If you want to make these farm tools, it is definitely unrealistic with the current tools, Yang Hao recalled the carpentry knowledge in his mind.

Although he had never been a carpenter in his previous life, he still knew some basic carpentry tools.

Planers, saws, ink fountains, flat spatulas, drills, these basic things are not too difficult to make.

Of course, there is also a Luban ruler in traditional carpentry, this kind of measuring tool with religious colors, Yang Hao has no interest in restoring it, and only intends to make the most basic ruler, and randomly set the length unit of Daqi.

Yang Hao has been staying at home for the past few days, and in addition to occasionally meeting with some officials, he spends most of his time writing and drawing.

Even in his sleep, he suddenly had a good idea, as if he was enchanted, sat up in shock, lit a bonfire, and fought at night.

At this time, Yang Hao's crazy appearance frightened the two women who were sleeping in the dormitory, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

The two girls glanced at each other, and motioned to each other to go to Yang Hao to say a word.

The last younger woman, extremely reluctantly, put on her clothes, revealing her smooth calves, and walked towards Yang Hao.

"Chief, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Yang Hao still didn't react, just stared at a painting on the table silently.

"Boss~"

The woman screamed again.

"Shut up! Don't bother me! ”

Yang Hao roared.

The woman was startled, and quickly knelt on the ground pitifully.

Yang Hao didn't even look at him, and continued to look at the painting intently.

After a long time, Yang Hao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu is really a genius, what a genius!" Lu Ban thinks it's just that, haha... ”

The woman whose kneeling legs were numb was startled by Yang Hao's appearance, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy again and again.

Yang Hao glanced at her suspiciously and said, "Why are you kneeling here?" ”

When the woman heard this, she suddenly became a little angry, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain, which made people feel extremely pitiful.

Seeing this, Yang Hao seemed to remember what had happened, and said with a smile: "It's mine, it's not, don't cry, beauty, let someone hurt well!" ”

Speaking, like a hungry tiger pounced.

The woman was shocked when she saw this, dodged sideways, and said angrily: "Leader~"

Seeing this, Yang Hao smiled: "What a fox, Lao Tzu will correct you tonight!" ”

When Nujiao saw Yang Hao's bedroom, which was still brightly lit, she immediately frowned, got up and walked with the maid, but when she heard the beautiful sound coming from inside, her face turned pale and she snorted coldly.

"Go back!"

The angry maid turned around and left.

Early the next morning, Nujiao came to Yang Hao with a cold face to greet her, and glanced at the two women hugging each other on the bed, their faces were cold.

"Chief, these two women confuse the lord, if they don't die, it will not be easy for the clan."

When the second girl on the bed heard this, she was so frightened that she hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and cried: "Chief! How a slave bewitches the Lord! ”

Yang Hao looked at these three women who were like fighting cocks, and suddenly felt that his head was as big as a fight, and his good mood last night was gone.

"Nujiao, you are serious, the two of them are just serving me, and they can't talk about confusing the master."

Nu Jiao glanced at the second daughter, and said in a deep voice: "The leader is working hard in Japan, these two women don't know how to persuade the leader to rest, and do the seductive thing, Nu Jiao knows very well that the leader is a noble body, and there must be no pretenses, in the long run, Nu Jiao is worried about the things in the leader of the heartless clan." ”

Yang Hao took a deep look at Nujiao, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The leader is the master of the slave, the female lady has always hated our sisters, the slave is just a woman, and the leader is a strange man in heaven and earth, how can he be bewitched, the leader~"

What these three women are thinking in their hearts, Yang Hao knows it, but he is not in the mood to pay attention to these messy things at this time, for him, women are just tools to solve his physiological needs, whether it is coquettish or dignified, there is not much difference.

Glancing at the drawings on the table, Yang Hao didn't plan to continue to deal with these bullshit things, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't make any noise, I will pay attention to it in the future, Nujiao is also thinking about me, forget about this matter, I still have something to do, let's go and get busy." ”

When the second daughter heard this, Ying Ying bowed and said coquettishly: "Thank you for your pity!" ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Nujiao triumphantly, and the angry Nujiao clenched her silver teeth, eager to swallow these two daughters alive.

Seeing Yang Hao's impatient emotion, Nujiao knew that it would not be good for her to be entangled any longer, so she glared at the second daughter, and said goodbye after worshipping Yang Hao.

"Huh! Woman! ”

Yang Hao sighed, rolled up the picture, and walked out of the palace.

Compared with the meaningless jealousy, these drawings in his hand are the things he cares about the most.