Rumble~

A loud bang thundered from the sky, and the tiles on the righteous hall fell down

"What's going on?" Sha Lifei looked at the dusty wine glass in annoyance

A pony thief rushed into the Juyi Hall in a panic, "The big boss~~ The group of poor soldiers in Haiyang have come to attack the cottage~"

"What?" Sha Lifei was taken aback, they have been a horse thief in Shandong for many years, and they have never been the only ones who have come to the door to find trouble, and no one has ever dared to come to the door to find their bad luck

"What nonsense?" Sha Lifei stood up crookedly, staggered forward, and grabbed the pony thief's coat, "Who dares to come to my cottage to make trouble?" ”

Rumble~~

Another loud bang

A wave of air mixed with flying sawdust and stones, the smell of blood, and gunpowder broke through the gate of the Justice Hall, and the two horse thieves closest to the gate of the Justice Hall were beaten by the sawdust and stones, and their flesh and blood were blurred, holding their faces, howling like killing pigs, and falling to the ground and rolling

"Sha Lifei, return the lives of 221 people in my Haiyang Institute~~"

Before I saw him, I heard his voice first, and before the words fell, I saw two strong men dancing steel knives into the righteous hall, and behind them, a group of soldiers in various clothes also roared and killed the generals.

"You~~" Sha Lifei clenched the steel knife and pointed at the people blocking the door, "Who are you?" Sha Lifei shouted

The soldiers did not answer, but silently separated a path, a young man wearing armor, holding a bloody Yanling knife slowly walked into the hall of justice, this person is close to a weak crown, handsome face, but there is a murderous aura between his eyebrows, not angry and arrogant.

"My name is Song Youliang, you damn horse thieves had better remember, I will have an explanation when I see Lord Yama in the future~" Song Youliang scraped the Yanling knife back and forth on the wooden pillar a few times, and got rid of the flesh and blood on the knife edge.

"Don't be ashamed, look for death~~" The flying tiger on the side shouted, and he raised his knife to fight

"Let me meet you~" Xu Erduo laughed strangely and rushed forward to fight the Flying Tiger

Only listen to the bell bell three knives

The Flying Tiger is also amazingly powerful, and he slashed three times with Xu Erduo, and he did not fall behind at all, "Capture the thief and capture the king~~" Sha Lifei shouted

"Come with your life~" The Flying Tiger reminded Sha Lifei, and immediately raised his knife and turned to Song Youliang

Bang~~

Before the Flying Tiger approached Song Youliang, he heard a gunshot, and white smoke was still emitting from the handcuff in Song Youliang's hand, while the Flying Tiger looked at the blood hole in his chest incredulously

"~~" The Flying Tiger tried to say something several times, but he was unsuccessful, and finally lay down softly

"Dead and blind? Hey! Song Youliang easily raised his handcuff and blew away the white smoke from his mouth, "No matter how high the martial arts are, it is just flesh and blood~", before the words fell, Song Youliang, Xu Erduo, and Pan Yuzhu took a step back, and ten soldiers stepped forward, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Sha Lifei and others

"Kill~~~" Shari Fei roared hysterically

呯呯~呯~呯~呯~呯~

呯呯~呯~

呯呯~呯~

呯呯~呯~

Gunfire erupted in the hall

"You~You~" Shali sat down on the chair of the big boss, the eight bullet holes on his body were whirring blood, and the blood slowly flowed down the armrest of the chair to the bottom, and converged into a shocking red around the chair

"What am I?" Song Youliang kicked away the corpse at his feet, walked in front of Sha Lifei, and raised the Yanling knife to gently press it against Sha Lifei's throat

"You have a kind of~~" Sha Lifei said the last sentence, and his head tilted and he lost his breath

"Childe, there are more than 100 people alive outside, how to deal with it?" Pan Yuzhu raised the steel knife upside down and asked with his fists clenched

"Blood debt and blood repayment~~ All the heads were sent to Dengzhou for merit~~" Song Youliang put the Yanling knife back into the sheath and pointed to the Juyi Hall with his hand, "Everything that can be moved here will be moved, and all the things that can't be moved will be burned by fire~"

"Deling~"

That night, the flames on the sloping mountain beams were blazing, and a long group of men and horses meandered at the foot of the mountain. Exterminating this group of horse thieves made Song Youliang gain a lot, although he lost dozens of cattle, he got more than 300 war horses. In addition, there are a number of weapons, farm tools, horse harness and other items. However, God did not let Song Youliang come to terms left and right. No, the results of the government test came out, and Song Youliang was really nameless, but fortunately, Song Youliang didn't care, and his mentality was very peaceful.

At the end of August of the tenth year of Chongzhen, Haiyang was immersed in a joyful atmosphere, and the wheat of Haiyang was fully harvested. The golden waves of wheat are as far as the eye can see, forming an endless golden sea around Haiyang. And Haiyang is like a treasure island full of treasures in this ocean. After years of famine and poor harvest, the people of Haiyang have not seen such a wave of wheat for many years, and some old farmers even hugged the heavy ears of wheat and first cried loudly, and then laughed, like crazy.

The harvest began, and the whole frame of sickles was handed out to the hired men, and although the sun above them blackened them and the heavy ears of wheat bent their loins, everyone toiled and rejoiced, and their hard work paid off a bountiful fruit.

"Get out of the way~Get out of the way~~Get out of the way~~~" When the hired workers bent over and pouted their butts to cut the wheat, suddenly Xu Erduo pulled the bull's throat and shouted. Everyone looked up and saw Song Youliang riding a jujube red horse, and Xu Erduo was holding the reins and walking slowly

"Meet Childe~~" The employees saluted Song Youliang from the bottom of their hearts

"The big guy has worked hard~~~" Song Youliang rode on the horse and shouted loudly: "This year is a bumper harvest year, a big year, so in order to reward the big guy, I decided to pay each person two months' wages this month, and according to your level, each person will be rewarded with three to five stones~~"

"Thank you, Childe~~" The hired workers wiped the sweat from their foreheads

Song Youliang turned his head and shouted behind him: "Pull the harvester up~~~"

"Obey orders~~" The name of the speaker is Yue Dajiang, which is the small flag of this field, he raised his whip and sounded it in the air

"Moo~~" After a cow barked, a sturdy big bull dragged a square wooden carriage slowly towards the wheat field.

"What is this?"

"Didn't you listen to Childe teach the harvester?"

"What's a harvester?"

"The harvester is ~~~ You just look at it honestly, and you don't understand it~~"

As early as the beginning of the 19th century, a Frenchman named Salmen invented a "harvester". This "harvester" is not actually a machine, it is just a row of bladed tools attached to a wooden stick about 60 centimeters long, which is still operated by hand – it can even be said that it is structured as if several sickles were held in the hand at the same time. Later, there was a Frenchman named Bell, who imitated the principle of scissors and made a "harvester" pulled by horses. As a result, this harvester stepped into the door of "machinery", but it could actually only mow and not harvest crops. Therefore, to be exact, this machine of Bell should be called a "cutter" and not a "harvester".

The American McCormick built the first horse-drawn harvester in 1831, this ox-drawn harvester was made by Song Youliang with reference to the American McCormick horse-drawn harvester, his shape is like a two-wheeled carriage, with a cutter moving blade, a plucking wheel and a tasseling platform. This harvester requires one person to drive the horse in front and another person to operate the machine in the back. Not only does it automatically cut the wheat, but it also automatically throws the cut wheat backwards. The farmer who follows the harvester can unload the wheat from under the table and transport it home, which is six times more efficient than the original manual labor.

In China, horses were important military supplies in the era of cold weapons, and they were delicate and expensive, so this kind of heavy physical work was naturally undertaken by oxen. As a result, as soon as this machine appeared, it attracted countless hired workers to come and watch, and the wheat field was so full of water that it could not be driven away.

After busy counting and calculating, the preliminary statistical results came out, and the average yield per mu of 120,000 mu of ordinary wheat was 2 stones, and the average yield of 10,000 mu of high-yield wheat was 5 stones and 8 buckets, which was nearly three times that of ordinary wheat. That is to say, the 130,000 acres of land in Haiyang will harvest a total of nearly 300,000 stone of wheat. But 80,000 koku were burned by horse thieves, and now there are about 200,000 koku left

"Two hundred thousand stones? My mother~~" When Song Qianjin heard this result, he sat on the kang with his butt and couldn't believe it. Song Youliang looked at Song Qianjin's incredible expression and said with a smile: "Dad, don't believe it, the wheat is piled up like a hill." However, let's still do it according to the old rules, all of them are ground into wheat flour, and what should be paid is paid, what should be saved, and what should be sold is sold. ”

Song Qianjin laughed, jumped up from the kang, and shouted: "Youliang, you are really the lucky star of our Song family, my father is going to feast for three days, celebrate and celebrate~~~"