Old Master Confucius has passed by, and the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night! Under Mao Jue's "brutal" rule, Tieyi Town in July ushered in another autumn harvest, and with the last warmth of midsummer, the wind-blown spring corn was heavy on the old man's thick beard, and the sweet potato seedlings also flooded into a large green patch.

Just because Mao Jue opened the border market privately and traded with Houjin, the people of Tieyi didn't need manpower to dig potatoes, and a few cigarettes were exchanged for the Qianniu holding a blunt plough that was much wider, and the green tendons burst out of a deep ditch, and the people who followed directly picked up the potatoes into the basket, and collected an acre of land more than twice as fast as before.

Later Jin conquered Chahar, and the connection with Mongolia was greatly strengthened, which led to a large-scale influx of Mongolian horses, cattle and sheep into Liaodong, and the Jurchens in the border market exchanged these for cigarettes, silk, and tea, resulting in the cattle herd of Tieshan also flooded Mao Jue now has more than 4,000 cattle and more than 3,000 horses, if it is pulled to the grassland, at least it is a small Taiji.

Horses are not needed so much at all, if you cross the sea to fight the Japanese people, the ship will carry 500 cavalry to the sky, if you fight in Li's Korea, this place is mountainous, and the cavalry is not very able to deploy, these horses are planned to be pulled to Shandong in the autumn to sell, if you can pull a little farther to the south of the Yangtze River, it will be better, as for the cattle, they can basically stay, not to mention the brute force of the cattle is relatively large, the burden of mining and transportation in the mountains is more than that of horses, just keep it to kill and eat meat.

As for the Da Ming Law, which prohibits the slaughter of cattle? I'm sorry, which county official can't see it, just come and catch it!

The central 7 of the later generations did not look in vain, Mao Jue's animal husbandry system is also very three-dimensional, the mountain circle, the cattle are raised on the mountain, usually eat grass, and only make up hay feed in winter, the pig farm is also repaired at the bottom, the pigs are raised on the second floor of the small building, the pigsty is made into a cage shape with the steel bars produced by the Iron Mountain Mine, the pig manure falls directly on a layer, and then the chickens are raised on a layer, and the pig manure is just the feed for the chickens after the insects, and the eggs laid by the chickens supplement the nearby pro-corps, and the protein greatly enhances the physique of the boys.

In the end, the fermented pig manure was taken to fertilize the field, and the next year's field yield could be increased a lot, and then the dried sweet potato stalks, corn and the remaining distiller's grains after brewing were used to feed the pigs and cattle, and the feed was also solved by half.

Mao Jue's next goal is to make the entire residents of Tieyi have meat for every meal!

"Fat Dudu, come here!"

Suyi is from a poor background, the happiest thing when she was a child is to kill pigs during the New Year, she is not dirty at all, jumping with a big sweet potato on the pig pen to greet, as for Adriana is not good, from the moment she came in, she was very ladylike with her little hands to cover her mouth and nose, and the French lady's big-brimmed hat with a feather was also pulled low, and followed behind Mao Jue without a sound.

It is estimated that she will be crazy to let this girl shovel pig manure once.

Compared with the fat pig in front of him, Mao Jue was more interested in downstairs, opposite the pig farm is the cowshed, a cow was innocently brought in, two big men one grabbed the cow's head, one held the cow's waist, and then a man with a mustache and messy hair showed a lewd smile, bent down and did a "reluctant" thing to the poor cow.

The wailing of the cow and the snorting of the man echoed each other, and it took a long time for a thick and dense bucket to be brought out.

"Let's go! Go down and have a look!"

Adriana was really pardoned, the little leather boots paced and walked in front of Mao Jue, while Su Yi was a lot slower, and she threw the sweet potatoes out a little reluctantly, and clapped her little hands in a group of fat pigs grabbing food.

For the impression of milk, Mao Jue is a bag of milk in the supermarket, boxes and boxes, just squeezed out of the milk, really let him a little unbearable, and finally liberated in front of him, the cow that sowed joy to the hillside is not the black and white, lazy cow in memory, but the most common buffalo in Asia, the ancestors of the cow are still slowly grazing in the Netherlands.

Mao Jue has considered introducing seeds, but it is too risky to transport back cattle from the other side of the world, maybe there is a pile of cow bones left in the middle of the road, as for picking someone to go over and find a strong and estrus bull to ......, the picture is too beautiful, Mao Jue dispelled this idea.

"From tomorrow onwards, you must have a glass of milk for breakfast!"

Pointing to the big wooden barrel, Mao Jue was serious and solemnly announced, who knew that before the words fell, Su Yi had already shook his little brain with a pale face, this milk that had just been beaten was very fishy, it was disgusting to think about, let alone drink.

As for Adleena, she ignored the little brain in disgust.

"I don't want to drink this inferior food!"

"Inferior food?"

Mao Jue's eyes widened in surprise, and he had the impression that eating pastries and drinking milk tea in the back garden was the life they advertised as Westerners, right? Westerners, who put milk in all kinds of dishes, actually say that this is inferior food?

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Despite the unanimous opposition of the two girls, the milk was still placed on the table of Lord Mao the next day.

In addition to milk, Mao Jue's breakfast is not rich, one omelette per person, a bowl of small rice porridge, the three of them share a sea fish, and then the pickled sweet potato stalk and small pickles, or the blessing of Toadrena, brought chili peppers from Jiangnan, and he ate kimchi before the Li family in the south, accompanied by bellflower with red chili oil.

The two girls glanced at each other, no one mentioned the stubble of the milk, tacitly launched a finish attack on the small porridge first, and then dragged the omelette into the plate without Mao Jue's urging.

"The maid went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks!"

"The concubine still has some accounts, but I don't understand!"

With their heads down, the two girls put down the dishes and chopsticks and slipped away.

"Hey~ The husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes! It seems that no one understands me Mao someone! That's it!"

Slipped out less than five steps, the little feet of the plain clothes froze there, with a bitter face, Mao Jue quite had the lonely feeling of the poet Li Taibai drinking alone for the moon, as if he was leading spirits, picked up the milk cup, and took a heavy sip.

Knowing that Mao Jue was acting, but Suyi's biggest weakness, no matter what, she would not refuse Mao Jue, her little face was depressed for a long time, this girl had to obediently slip back and pick up the milk cup, but after taking a small sip, her big watery eyes suddenly brightened up a lot, and she didn't need Mao Jue to urge, this girl picked up the cup and came to a fine light, and licked her little mouth unsatisfied.

This made Adriana, who was at the door, shrank back again, this girl is realistic enough, even if Mao Jue comes to cry Qin Ting, crying for three days and three nights, she thinks it's not good, this girl doesn't know common sense, but she also has a weakness that all women share, curiosity kills cats!

Like a kitten, she looked around the cup twice, and sniffed it again, and then Adriana closed her eyes and took a sip of the celadon cup, and then returned her mouth to taste it.

"Add tea! And sucrose!"

"Awesome!"

Mao Jue also had to give a thumbs up, this girl's mouth is really tricky, cooking is a disaster, but the taste is at the level of a gourmet, and nothing can escape her tongue.

Since the two big beauties in Tieyi Town are here, the milk has passed, so Mao Jue in Tieyi to promote milk, it should not be too difficult, this is a key point in his development plan, later generations shout a glass of milk to be strong A nation is not called in vain, this year, the Japanese are short and goblins, but after the defeat in World War II, the country learned from the pain, forced to popularize campus milk, to Mao Jue's generation, the average height of the Japanese even exceeded the Chinese, if he said out, I believe that Wen Meng's bastards laughed off their big teeth, and it was impossible to believe it.

The only concern, the sugar of the milk tea here is to rob the sucrose of the Dutch merchant house, and now he still has more than 10,000 boxes, the north does not produce sugar, and the sweetness is a rare taste in ancient China, if this batch is drunk up, there are only two ways, either grab it, or you have to find a way to contact the Dutch or the Portuguese to get trade, the former is too unstable, and the latter may be able to try.

Maybe you can release one or two of the dozens of red-haired devils locked up under the Iron Mountain Mine to talk?

Mao Jue was dangling there with a milk cup, repeatedly thinking about the advantages and disadvantages of trading with the West, as well as the possibilities, at this moment, the door was suddenly knocked on, and the dead fat man Su Changmei trotted in like a child of more than 200 catties with a happy face.

"General! The first batch has already been!"

He was also overjoyed, and reached out to take the roster handed over by the fat man Su, on the first page, a topographic map drawn with a fine brush was revealed, and a gloomy smile became more and more intense on his face.

"Then send someone, the iron mountain cement and the steel beams and timber of Shuangshan should also be prepared, let's sing him a good song!"

Easily threw the field book on the table, put his feet on the table, pillow his hands, Mao Jue said easily and happily, it is really enjoyable to do bad things, Su Changmei also smiled and hugged his fists.

"People have been ready for a long time, although the general will look good, this autumn, it will be too late for him to cry!"

The gloomy laughter spread far and wide, and in the laughter of the gloomy dove, in Qingteng Fort on the border of Yiju, a large group of peasants were gearing up with a full load of farm tools with bullocks, but surprisingly, the leader was not a general, but a Korean......

(End of chapter)