Chapter 132: Planting Techniques
Da Niu followed Song Wenjian as a bodyguard, but he frightened everyone when he ate in the yamen, and he ate thirty bowls of rice, so that the later yacha had no food to eat.
Song Wenjian had to pay another money for the canteen to cook again, so as not to be criticized by others.
In the evening, Song Wenjian returned to the study to play with acupuncture and moxibustion.
This acupuncture bronze man was copied by Wu Guanhai when he copied Tan Fengsheng's home, Wu Guanhai saw that the young master knew how to acupuncture, and immediately sent someone to send this bronze man to the Song family.
Song Wenjian liked this acupuncture bronze man very much, and now his acupuncture is crossing the river by feeling the stones, so he is afraid that there will be problems with the pricking.
Fortunately, he was lucky, and he used acupuncture to help others treat diseases, but nothing happened.
Now that there is this needle-burning bronze man, how can he not learn it well.
Shennong's acupuncture is practiced in this way......
Early the next morning, Song Wenjian took Mo Xintong and the others to Yangqing Township.
An hour later, the carriage stopped at the Yangqing Township Office.
Mo Xintong got out of the carriage and saw the dilapidated village and said, "Xianggong, this is where you are on duty?" ”
"Exactly, how does it feel?" Song Wenjian looked at Mo Xintong and smiled.
It is good for her to follow her to Yangqing Township, and it is also good for Yucheng to be a good thing here.
Jian Yuping took the newcomers back to the warehouse to rest, and just now the newcomers ran all the way back to Yangqing Township, which was also very hard.
However, only by practicing hard like this can the newcomers become stronger.
Song Wenjian also wanted to let Jian Yuping take the newcomers to run ten miles a day, according to the training methods of the modern army.
Because Song Wenjian is not a prince and uncle, he can't have an army, otherwise he will be reported by others for attempting to rebel.
These dozens of new Ding were all recruited by him in the name of Jiading.
As for Jian Yuping's statement that he wanted to recruit more than 100 young and strong villagers or homeless people, Song Wenjian politely refused.
The Luogang bandits have been destroyed, Chen Huatao must also be finished, he has the protection of these people.
Even if these recruits were recruits, Song Wenjian did not dare to let them stay in the county seat for a long time, and trained in Yangqing Township first.
In a small place like Yangqing Township, it is generally not so eye-catching.
Song Wenjian called Zhao Guanghui over: "Guanghui, is anything happening in the township?" ”
"Township Chief, how dare the people here in Wei Town make trouble now, in addition to helping the idle, there is also Xinding on the side of the warehouse, whoever causes trouble will find death." Zhao Guanghui smiled confidently. "But the farmer is a little confused about the rice planting and wants to see you again."
Song Wenjian said: "I'll go to the countryside in a while." ”
Song Wenjian also knew that it was a process to get the villagers to accept the seeds he had secretly processed.
"By the way, Master Su Botong came to the township yesterday to ask when you will come back to the township." Zhao Guanghui said.
"Oh, Suborton looking for me?" Song Wenjian sneered.
If it was before, he would still be afraid of Su Botong, after all, Su Botong is also a rich gentry in Yangqing Township, and there are some people under him.
But now that he is in charge of the work of Suixi Dianshi, he has great power in his hands, and it is not difficult to restore people like Su Botong.
"Yes." Zhao Guanghui said. "His expression is very respectful, which shouldn't be a bad thing."
Song Wenjian glanced at Zhao Guanghui and felt that this person was good and had a bit of eyesight. "Guanghui, you do a good job, Yangqing Township needs you at the helm."
"Ah, Township Chief, I have no ambitions, I just want to follow you for the rest of my life." Zhao Guanghui hurriedly said.
Da Niu glanced at Zhao Guanghui: "Zhao Guanghui, now our young master is a master of the classics, not a township chief." ”
Dai Wang hurriedly said: "We are the young master's people, no matter how big the young master is, let's still call the young master." ”
"Yes, young master." Zhao Guanghui was secretly shocked.
Su Botong has eyeliner in the county seat, so yesterday I knew the temporary history of Song Wenjian.
Chen Huatao has fallen, unless someone from above intervenes strongly, or Song Wenjian will be a real classic sooner or later.
But Zhao Guanghui didn't have any eyeliner, of course he didn't know that Song Wenjian's power in Suixi was very great now.
Song Wenjian said: "Okay, Guanghui, you continue to be busy, and when the matter of the people planting rice is solved, I am going back to the county seat, and you can work hard here." ”
"Young Master, where is that Su Botong?" Zhao Guanghui said worriedly.
Saying that he doesn't want to be the head of Yangqing Township is nonsense.
In the past two days, Zhao Guanghui felt the benefits of being the head of the township.
"In the past, I would have considered his feelings, but now I don't have to, I have the final say." After Song Wenjian explained some things to Zhao Guanghui, he asked Dai Wang to take him to the countryside.
Song Wenjian came to the village, and the villagers treated him like a god, and the villagers agreed to whatever he said, and quickly implemented the matter.
Song Wenjian called the fifteen lieutenant chiefs over, his face was serious: "Listen to me, all farmland must be made of bamboo ash, and my seeds must be used, have you made some of the things I asked you to melt before?" ”
One of the lieutenant chiefs said with a bitter face: "Township Chief, the things you let us make are good, but they stink." ”
Song Wenjian said with a smile: "What's the problem with this, I have used the magic of the gods to get those things, as long as the rice grows, you will scatter those things in the farmland, as for how much to sprinkle, I will let Zhao Guanghui send someone down to guide you then." ”
The reason why rice planting in ancient times was not high was that it did not know how to use good seeds, did not know how to improve soil quality, and did not know how to cultivate soil and fertilize.
Song Wenjian plans to write down these methods and find someone to guide these villagers, and it is estimated that this year's rice will yield high.
In the future, if there are two rice rice a year, the harvest will definitely be very good.
Song Wenjian made a contract with the villagers and did what he taught, and the peasants got ten stone of grain per mu a year, and the rest went to Song Wenjian.
It may be that the farmers are not very familiar with the technology of planting rice, and they can plant more than ten stones a year, and Song Wenjian does not get much.
But Yangqing Township has so many acres of farmland, even if he can only earn one stone per mu, it adds up to a lot.
This is the main reason why Song Wenjian refused to hand over the post of township chief to Su Botong, this is his base, and he must firmly grasp it.
As long as a few years have passed, he will run Yangqing Township like an iron bucket, no matter who comes to be the head of this township again, if there is no nod from him Song Wenjian, that person will have no way to play.
It doesn't matter who is the official, as long as you can make them live a good life, they will remember you and listen to you.
After Song Wenjian finished chatting with the lieutenants, he returned to the township in a carriage.
As soon as he returned to the township, Dai Wang ran over in a panic and said, "Young master, it's not good, when the young lady was on the street, she was stopped by several men and couldn't come back." ”
Song Wenjian was furious when he heard this: "Dai Wang, what's the matter with you?" In our land, you can let others bully my lady? ”
Today, Mo Xintong came down to Yangqing Township with him to see his majesty here, who knew that he would be bullied by others, so did he still have it?