Two bison were grazing in the newly built cowshed, and the cow was pregnant when it was caught, and Yang Li arranged for a special person to take care of it.

The cattle found that not only was the forage sufficient, but also provided safe shelter from the wind and rain, and it seemed that they had no intention of escaping from prison, but they were not willing to get close to people for the time being.

The three little pigs ate some vegetable and fruit chaff and snorted and were put to sleep in the pigsty.

The pig herdsman was a slave captured by Yang Li in the battle with the Greenstone tribe, and was given the name Ge Si, who had a strong interest in this line of work, and slept with the pig in his arms every night, saying that it was so warm that he didn't even need to make a bonfire.

The domestication of ploughing cattle and pigs was already underway, and Yang Li next went to the leader's camp to check the progress of the agriculture that had been arranged.

Returning from the pasture to the west of the settlement, they marched east along the river to the cultivated land on the riverbank, and the serfs saw Yang Jiao coming from a distance and bowed and said hello.

In autumn, the crops entered the maturity period, and this year the wind and rain were smooth, and the millet grains were full and golden, even if they were not as heavy as the improved varieties of later generations, but they had already grown a bumper harvest.

When Yang Li found Houji, the farmer was worried about soybean planting.

The man, who was appointed by Yang Li as the minister of agriculture, was squatting in front of a soybean plant at this time, carefully watching the leaves of the crop, and reporting while scratching his head: "Chief, our soybeans are listless, are they sick?" ”

"Will it be gnawed by bugs?"

"No, there aren't many bugs this season, and I catch bugs first thing in the morning." Hou Zhu carefully pinched up a soybean leaf and turned it to the back to show Yang Jiao, indicating that there was no wormhole on it.

Yang Jiao observed a little and found a problem.

The farming model of this era was very extensive, digging a hole in the land, burying the plant down and it was done.

If it is a place with suitable soil quality, it is understandable to do so, but if you encounter a place where the soil quality is not good enough, the effect is not good.

Although the fertility is no less than that of the surrounding area, the soil layer is compact, and there is a lack of air circulation between the soil particles, and it is difficult to infiltrate the roots of soybeans when water is poured down.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to loosen the soil." Yang Li found that his habitual thinking began to work again.

Just as he forgot to place a spur when building a pen for animals, Yang took it for granted that loosening soil was a well-known agricultural common sense.

After all, in later generations, small shovels or shovels can be seen everywhere, even if you buy a hoe, it will be delivered in minutes.

But now, not even bronze has been smelted, let alone well-made iron farming tools?

How to loosen the soil, planing by hand?

We are not armadillos, nor are we honey badgers, and we have never pointed the skill points of burrowing.

So we still have to rely on stone tools.

Yang Jiao mobilized Xue Pijiang and Hou Zhu, and collected some flat stones, wooden poles, and ropes from the settlement.

No way, although it was very rudimentary, two stone hoes were made, the wooden poles were cut down to a meter and a half long, one end was cut off from the branches, the burrs were scraped off, and the other end was tied with flat stones.

Due to the haste of production, the connection between the stone block and the wooden pole was somewhat loose, and it was necessary to re-strengthen it with rope after a dozen or so times of visual hoeing.

Yang Li's purpose was only to demonstrate the principle and use of the hoe to the rear pestle, and the later improvement of the stone hoe was of course to be done by the Minister of Agriculture, who had allocated so many slaves to him, and he should also learn how to distribute manpower.

"Why loosen the soil for crops?" Yang Li decided to explain to Hou Ji with the most simple worldview, "You yourself said that all things have spirits, and every plant is a life, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Since it is life, it needs to breathe, it needs to drink water, but they breathe and drink water differently than we do, we use our mouths, they use our roots...... Well, in fact, the situation varies from plant to plant, but I'll just tell you about the most common ones. Yang Jiao muttered in his mouth, the hoe in his hand did not stop, and began to loosen the soil for a soybean plant.

Chief Yang told the Minister of Agriculture that after loosening the soil, our irrigation can be more effective, and the roots of crops can also get air, which are all factors that are conducive to the growth of crops.

explained the principle of loosening the soil, and then naturally mentioned fertilization, but Yang Jiao saw that our minister's understanding ability was limited, and he had to hold the hoe for a long time to loosen the soil, and the arms that had not waved the hoe trembled, trembling, and could only sigh and let him practice it first.

Arranged the stone hoe manufacturing for the rear pestle, plus the task of loosening the soil of the entire experimental field, Yang Jiao found that two columns of people were running in front of him.

Yulia ran at the front, full of energy, shouting one-two-one-two, followed by a dozen and a half teenagers, with crooked eyes and panting, as if they were going to blow up their lungs in the next moment.

No, they haven't kept up with their nutrition, so you start long-distance running.

Yang Jiao beckoned: "Yo, isn't this the head of the 800,000 forbidden army and the generalissimo of soldiers and horses in Hewandi." ”

"Stand, set, one, two!" Yulia shouted to stop, wiped the sweat from her face, and walked over to look at Yang Li with malicious intentions, "Are we going to have milk to drink soon?" ”

"There's no milk, there's no lamb, it's not allowed to beat them, you know." Yang Li has repeatedly emphasized with Mao Mei that the current livestock are used for reproduction and domestication and cannot be eaten, but the girl always seems to have some bad impulses and attempts.

"Okay...... Yulia pouted, "there are still three kilometers to go, and today's ten-kilometer training is over, and I'm sweating all over my body - you bring me two buckets of water when you come back, and I'm going to take a bath." ”

"Hey, didn't you assign five slaves?" Yang Li said angrily.

"It's not enough, let me send it to make stone spears and wooden shields." Yulia retorted with confidence.

Even if you send five more, you will still let them produce armaments, don't think I don't know your virtue. Yang Li waved helplessly, signaling that he knew.

In fact, Yang Jiao doesn't know whether it is right or wrong to train his own private soldiers now, Yulia and these teenagers are theoretically professional soldiers in the riverbend, they have been out of agriculture or handicraft production since they were young, entered the military training mode, and grew up under the cruel control of Mao Mei's modernization.

Now the army, whether it is discipline or organization, can completely destroy the eighteen streets of the classical era, not to mention the scattered warriors of the ancient tribal period.

At the same time, these teenagers will receive Yang Li's ideological education together with Xue Pijiang.

An invincible army not only has excellent training and sophisticated equipment, but also needs a military spirit.

The so-called military soul is to know what to fight for, have a goal, and have a direction, on this basis, the iron will can be forged, the belief of forgetting life and death can be tempered, and even if you are defeated a hundred times, you can stand up one hundred and one times.

Over the mountains, over the plains, across the surging Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

Yang Jiao has not yet established a mature theoretical system, and the geological team members cannot be political commissars, so in his concept, this army should not only be loyal to itself, but more importantly, to this land.

It sounds idealistic, but it's also idealistic in practice.

But if you don't do this kind of thing yourself, should you leave it to Mao Mei's sons to do? From a personal point of view, it is naturally the best thing to have a family in the world for thousands of years, but from the perspective of China, it is more important to establish a standardized system.

Yang Jiao was also a proud red scarf who helped his grandmother cross the road, and his thinking was naturally different from those who were immediately infected with indigenous diseases after crossing over and began to chant poems against them.

What is the unification of the world, the so-called fighting the world is easy to defend the world, and I Yang must establish a system that will never collapse to ensure the long-term peace and stability of the world.

Is it a government military system, a mercenary system, a conscription system, or a professional military system? Thinking about the future direction of the military system, Yang Li assigned two slaves to fetch bath water for Mao Mei.

This kind of thing has to be arranged by the big leader, which is really unusual.

After helping Hou Ji complete the punching improvement of the stone hoe, it was getting late, Yang Li was hungry and began to plan dinner.

The moon rises in the east mountain, the streamer is shining, Yulia has not bothered herself to cook at this time, it is estimated that she has made dinner by herself.

Of course, Mao Mei doesn't know how to cook, in fact, according to her own boasting, Murmansk smoked sturgeon is her best dish, served with pickled cucumber and salad, topped with a thick sweet and sour sauce, delicious.

But now there are no cucumbers, no salads, and sea fish are all luxuries, and only river fish can fill them.

Yulia was accustomed to eating the fish of the Arctic Ocean and had a slight dislike for river fish, but she had no choice but to cut the dried river fish into pieces and eat them with berries and wild vegetables.

Yang Li pushed open the door, the first thing he saw was the food on the table, the air-dried carp was sprinkled with a little salt and placed in the middle of the clay plate, one side of the fish body was a pile of green leaves, and on the other side was the red and yellow raspberry fruit, the millet was cooked and covered the part of the fish's tail, and the fish meat was carefully removed from the thorns, which looked delicious.

When Yang Li stuffed the fish meat into his mouth, he found Mao Mei stranded in her room, she had already finished taking a shower, and she was wearing a thin animal skin apron, probably squatting at the head of the bed - her legs were bent into indecent folds, her toes were on tiptoe, and her knees were against her chest, but she was blocked by two large balls.

Typical Slavic squat, Maozi's racial talent.

She seemed to be observing something, and Yang Jiao thought to herself, since you prepared dinner for us, it can be regarded as a small period of hardship, so let's not drive you away, let you play in the room for a while.

While killing the air-dried fish, Yang Li found that Mao Mei was secretly observing herself.

Well...... She seems to be a little weak-hearted?

But in our room, there is nothing else except for the washing and changing of clothes, the paper and pen for note-taking, the simple oil lamp, and nothing else, unless it is the Lenovo notebook, but the problem is that the notebook can't access the Internet, and the hard disk of the action movie has been formatted, she can't watch American dramas or play games, and she can still make flowers.

Yang Li put the last piece of fish meat in his mouth, enjoying the feeling of the muscle fibers crumbling between his lips and teeth, chewing into his stomach with a slight fishy smell, and then got up to clean up the plate.

As soon as he took three steps, he heard Yulia shouting in horror inside: "Yang, what did I press?" I've deleted all the files on your computer! ”

"What are you talking about?" Yang Li was shocked, threw the pottery plate, and flew into the bedroom.

"It's gone." Yulia pointed to the empty folder of her computer.

Yang Li took the mouse and clicked it violently, and then a violent knock on Mao Mei's head: "Silly girl, you deleted the file so that only the virus remained!" ”

The table was empty, and General Zhang's eyes lit up and he smiled confidently.

An inexplicable progress bar pops up on the desktop, and the big word "loading" appears in the middle of the progress bar.

Yang Li's notebook is undergoing some unknown changes at this time.