It has been autumn for a long time, and the land outside the east of Wanping City has a large variety of wheat, sweet potatoes, and millet, and there are Xiucai who can't distinguish between wheat and leeks, saying that those malts are leeks.

The "Yongchang Gate Collection" in the eastern suburbs of Wanping City is Kuang Liuhe's hometown, and now a Xiucai is famous in a few miles of his hometown, especially the name of "filial piety" is praised, so there are Li Chang, A Long bring people to deal with it.

In the autumn, the wheat was planted, fertilization, and the sweet potatoes were about to be harvested, they timidly kept their distance, looked in awe at the fluttering talents from time to time, and then turned back to whisper and point.

The place where Jia Cong and other Xiucai stepped was on the edge of a sweet potato field, and the distance between the sweet potato vines and the left and right sides was a few feet, and several Xiucai looked proud, obviously looking down on the "lowly" labor of the "contemptible husband and wife" in front of them, and even Wang Yinglin and others looked down on the labor of the peasants.

Qian Lichang, the leader of the village and town here, beat a drum in his heart, he was not very happy to deal with these talents, but he did not dare to offend, and suppressed his reluctant thoughts, Wei Wuzhi on the soil furrow also lost his gentleness in the face of the same year, and asked condescendingly: "What are you waiting for the farmer to apply (fertilizer)?" ”

The chief and the chief are also chief-like figures in the villages and towns, and everyone compliments them on weekdays, assisting the yamen to supervise the salary, collect taxes, and compile household registrations, but at this time, the chief of the money has collected the arrogance in the countryside: "Several ministers, the village is used for firewood, ashes, and dung, and cow dung is the best for wet soil, like this kind of dry soil, sheep dung is the best, and it is scarce in this season......"

Everyone took a closer look, and there was indeed dung at the root of the vine, which was granular, but they didn't want to know the difference between cow dung and sheep dung, so they all covered their mouths and retreated, waving the air in front of them in disgust, for fear of blaspheming Sven, Wei Wuzhi couldn't help but vomit, and said in disgust: "Since it is dung, why didn't you say it earlier?" Snubbed us and other students! ”

Qian Li was speechless, the boss was not angry, didn't you come here in a hurry? Who invited you? Don't come if you don't like it!

Those talents squandered talk and laughed, and they already had a sense of superiority, but at this time, they completely ignored the elders and peasants, chanted poems against them, and made fun of these people to compose poems.

Jia Cong was secretly angry, his cold eyes were fleeting, he was born in the countryside in his previous life, and he was not used to seeing the faces of such Confucian scholars, but he restrained himself, paced to the edge of the earthen furrow, and said respectfully: "Qian Lichang, all the fathers and villagers, please rest assured, we will never disturb the people, there is also your neighboring Kuang Da filial son here, he is talking to you, otherwise why would he stand in the countryside......"

Jia Cong has done some things for Wanping, whether it is participating in the governance of the river, or defeating Luo Zhuba, or writing prayers, in their opinion, it is a good thing, and it has also eliminated a lot of estrangement and prejudice between them and the high-ranking Jia Cong. Jia Prodigy is a legendary figure, a Wenqu star descending to earth, and they believe in Jia Prodigy's words.

Qian Lichang observed his words and looked at his words, and said tentatively: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Jia Xiaoxianggong has tormented us, I don't know how many ministers are here, why are they here?" ”

Wei Wuzhi saw that Jia Cong treated the villagers very kindly, he couldn't do such an attitude, and he didn't want to imitate it, the concept of "everything is inferior, only reading is high" has been ingrained in his heart, but the vulgar farmer and peasant woman are just a vulgar farmer and peasant woman, and he said angrily: "Where do you come from so verbose!" We are doing good things for you, I heard that you are scarce in ploughing cattle, and you are not slacking off, so I hereby ask Jia Prodigy to think of a way, he is blessed by the light, Wenqu Xing is down to earth, presumably he can also learn Zhuge Liang to make wooden oxen and flowing horses, we come here to open our eyes, so that we can not listen to the needs of Jia Prodigy? Waiting for a summons? ”

said that it was not to disturb the people, but Wei Wuzhi's attitude of being a cadre not only made the villagers unhappy, but also made Jia Cong secretly angry, not to mention their superiority, Wei Wuzhi said that Jia Cong was the leader everywhere, and it was obvious that Jia Cong was responsible for the accident, and his despicable heart was clearly revealed.

Although the field is relatively fair, there are people from wealthy families, but a large part of them are small landlords with solid families, and poor people can't afford to study at all, so this class of shows went out to go, and most of them brought their families to follow, Sun Fu, Long Aotian and a few others waited with them.

Touching the blanket on Sun Fu's back, Jia Cong said kindly: "I need a wheel, a four-corner wooden frame, a three-to-six-inch iron ring, and a wooden frame iron plow...... Four copies of these items are available. The money is long, but the trouble is one, please gather a few townships to buy in the villages and towns, and I will pay all the money, and add a penny of silver for each as an errand fee. ”

Silver tickets, copper coins are not as solid as silver, a tael of silver here can be exchanged for more than a thousand copper coins, the poor people a year in addition to taxes, the remaining one or two taels can blossom. Hearing Jia Cong say this, Qian Lichang's face looked a lot better, and several villagers rushed to shout that they were willing to go, but Qian Lichang was still not at ease: "At this time, there is no land left, what does the little minister want to do?" Where do you take it and put it? The little old man also has difficulties......"

"I see that the west is being reclaimed, and my husband can rest assured that he will not trample on the land seedlings of the villagers." Jia Cong was very talkative, Qian Lichang hesitated for a while, thinking that it would be good and beneficial to send this group of people first, so he selected a few townships to go into the villages and towns to buy utensils, they offered, and Jia Cong paid according to the oral regulations.

After listening to what Jia Cong needs, they don't know what he sells, no matter how good the utensils are, can they compare to the cow? These Confucian scholars have long lost the excellent tradition of their ancestors who can use martial arts to get on the horse and Wen can carry a pen, all of them are not diligent and not divided, but the simple truth that Niu Li is better than manpower is still known, they shook their heads, and they are not very optimistic about Jia Cong's method.

Wei Wuzhi was thoughtful, and he couldn't think of any way for Jia Cong, if Jia Cong was embarrassed by this, wouldn't he be angry, if he really had a good way, he would also be naked, and he would make a steady profit without accompaniment. At this moment, his attitude and expression were different from those facing the people, and he was very respectful: "I want to come to the mountains and seas Lao Suo has a clever plan, could it be that Lu Ban can't pass on his art in his dream?" ”

"The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it, you brothers and sisters wait and see." Jia Cong went to the western wasteland first, visually measured the slope of the land, used his brain, had already measured, and said modestly: "Brother Wei, presumably there are tenant farmers and farmers under your family, who does Brother Wei rely on for food and clothing?" ”

Wei Wuzhi didn't know why Jia Cong asked this question, and said as a matter of course: "For food and clothing, naturally there are tenant farmers, farmers, and domestic slaves to be busy, but that land was bought by my ancestors, and it is natural to pay rent to plant my family's land." This group of households does not know etiquette and righteousness, does not understand poetry and books, and for the sake of one acre and three points of land, they can fight for their heads and blood, and frame them, so why should they be respected! ”

Jia Cong changed the topic and said: "Brother Wei said that the people don't know etiquette and righteousness, and they don't understand poetry and books, so what is the explanation for Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty and Emperor Taizu Gao of my dynasty to establish the country with cloth clothes?" You are also from a poor family, and you also think that your parents are cheap? The son is not ugly, the dog is not poor, where is filial piety? ”

Wei Wuzhi's face changed greatly, and he didn't answer, Zhong Xiucai was stunned for a moment, and there was no rebuttal.

Wang Yinglin felt ashamed, but he already admired Jia Cong, Kuang Liuhe was from a private household, he nodded: "Zili said it well!" You can say that again! ”

During the conversation, several villagers came back with reels, wooden frames, plows and other utensils, and waited for Prodigy Jia to build a "wooden ox and flowing horse", and everyone was curious.