On the ninth day of August in the eighth year of the Great Song Dynasty, Feng Sanniang, Ke Liuniang and others returned to the village on Jingxi Road and Songjia Village, Yuncheng County, Jeju.

There are family members in Songjia Village who work in the Liangshan Workshop, and they all come to wait under the big trees outside the village early.

"It's back, it's back!"

A group of children with hanging buns who were still playing hide-and-seek and playing games just now saw this group of sixteen or seventeen-year-olds coming from a distance, and immediately shouted and ran over.

"We're back!"

The girls saw their families waiting at the entrance of the village from afar, and they did not recognize the loud cheers.

Feng Sanniang suddenly found her younger brother among the children she ushered in, and couldn't help but smile and greeted: "Huzi, run slower." ”

"Sister! What good things did you bring me? ”

Huzi came to Feng Sanniang's side quickly, took Feng Sanniang's hand and began to be coquettish.

Feng Sanniang touched his short hanging hair, smiled and took out two small candies from the bag and handed them to him.

"Sister is the best for me!"

At this time, the crowd also walked under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and the villagers waiting at the entrance of the village all found their relatives, greeted them cordially, and talked and laughed.

"Auntie, I'm back."

Feng Sanniang said to the woman who came to greet him, "Didn't you say that? In the future, you don't have to wait for me at the entrance of the village, such a big day. ”

"There are big trees to shade it, and it can't be sunburned. It's you, tired, aren't you? ”

The official name Feng Zheng is referred to as Zheng's, and the woman with a slightly sickly face pulled Feng Sanniang, full of love and pity.

"I'm not tired, we sat in the four-wheeled carriage of Liangshan and didn't walk much."

The three of them quickly returned home, and Huzi naturally gave him candy with his sister in his mouth, and excitedly went to play with his friends again.

And Feng Sanniang took out seven silver horns from the burden and handed them to Ah Niang: "Ah Niang, this is my salary last month!" ”

"So much?"

Zheng took the seven silver horns and asked with some surprise.

From her daughter's mouth, she knew a lot about Feng Sanniang and Ke Liuniang in the textile workshop, and this job was really good.

First of all, the work is quite easy, doing things in a large factory, it can not be drenched in rainy days, and the sun can not be exposed, as long as you work four shifts a day, two and a half hours in the morning, two hours in the afternoon, and an hour of eating and rest time at noon, and you can rest for two days every ten days of work.

No matter how good the treatment is, not to mention the food and accommodation, the food is very good, at least one egg in the morning, and two taels of meat at noon and night.

It's only been two months, and Sanniang looks like she's gained a lot of weight, and her complexion is much better than before.

The wages are also high, and all the workshop wages in Liangshan are paid on the first day of January, and the wages of the previous month are paid on the fifth day of each month.

When I came back at the beginning of last month, because I didn't do enough for a month, Sanniang took home four silver slots and twelve copper dollars as fifty, that is, four thousand six hundred copper yuan.

I didn't expect that after working for a month this time, I would have seven silver horns at once, that is, seven thousand pounds of copper.

Coupled with the 4,600 Wen full copper that she took home last month, Sanniang earned 11,600 Wen in two months, and the more than three taels of silver she owed to Song Taigong still had interest, didn't she pay it off at once (Note 1)?

Zheng's slightly sickly face emitted a rare brilliance, and Feng Sanniang's face also showed a proud look, and said: "Ah Niang, this time the silk I knitted is the first in the whole group, and the quality is also excellent, so I will be rewarded with an additional fifty percent of the salary!" ”

Zheng is also a little proud, although her daughter's talent for weaving is particularly good, but her weaving skills are taught by herself, how can there be no credit here.

At the same time, she felt a little sorry for her daughter, the number of weaving cloth in two months was the first, presumably there must be no rest when working every day, and every ten days could have taken two days off, presumably Sanniang is a day off every time.

"It's so hard for you."

"It's not hard! In fact, it is easier than weaving at home.

The shuttle loom we use in our workshop is not used to throw the shuttle back and forth, and the other lifting operations are also much simpler, much easier than using an old-fashioned loom to weave a piece of silk. ”

Feng Sanniang is a hard-working person, although every day when she works, she is engrossed, and she puts the greatest enthusiasm and energy into it at all times, striving to weave faster and better, and does not dare to be lazy.

Although sometimes after a day of work, because of the high level of mental tension, racing against time to weave, the body will inevitably feel a little tired.

But whenever she finishes the work, she will feel extremely satisfied and proud when she sees that the foreman records that her weaving volume is the highest and the quality inspection is also excellent.

Although the work at the Yangsan Workshop is busy, the daily life is solid and fulfilling.

It's only been two months, and Feng Sanniang even fell in love with life in the Liangshan Workshop.

"Auntie, what did Daddy do? When Daddy comes back, tell him to go to Mrs. Song's house to return the money! ”

"Your father has gone outside to dry corn, and there are still some things going on in the field. Sanniang, this year we are really transferred, not only will we pay off all the debts we owe, but the crops in the field are also a bumper harvest.

Unexpectedly, with the biogas slurry and biogas fertilizer promoted by Liang Shanjun, the fertility in the field was so sufficient, and the half acre of corn planted by our family could harvest at least more than three stones. ”

"Only three stones? Doesn't it mean that the yield of corn per mu is at least eight stones? ”

Feng Sanniang lived in the Liangshan workshop for two months, and heard from the technicians who promoted biogas manure and manure eggs in Liangshan that as long as the fertility was sufficient and the intensive cultivation management was good, the yield of corn per mu could be at least eight or even ten stones; It is not impossible for potatoes to yield at least 30 stones, or even more than 40 stones.

"Isn't this the first time I've been inexperienced? Your father said that next year, my family's land will be planted with corn and potatoes to ensure that the production capacity per mu will exceed eight stones. ”

Speaking of this, although he had seen it with his own eyes, Zheng was still shocked by the yield of corn and potatoes and couldn't believe it.

You must know that in this era, whether it is wheat or corn, the general grain production is about two stones, or less.

This corn can also be eaten as a staple food like wheat and corn, and the yield is as much as eight stones.

Of course, after using biogas slurry, biogas manure and the low-priced Jin Ke Lai dung pill sold by Liang Shanjun, the yield of wheat and corn has also increased by more than 80 percent, but the yield of corn is still far more than double that of wheat and corn.

In addition to the miraculous high yields of these two crops, the biogas slurry and biogas manure produced by the biogas digesters promoted by Yang Sanjun in Jeju and Yunju also have miraculous fertility.

Note 1: The previous chapter was written incorrectly. The Feng family owes Song Taigong more than three taels of silver, and Feng Sanniang's basic salary is two silver slots per month.

At that time, the author thought that a silver horn weighed one penny, and ten coins were one tael, so more than 30 silver horns were equal to more than three taels of silver, and subconsciously wrote Feng Sanniang in his heart to think that he could return the work for more than ten months.

but they forgot that a silver slot is worth five times more than silver, which is equal to the same money; Three taels of silver is equal to less than eight pieces, so only eight silver horns can be paid off.

PS: These don't count as words.