After the Huaizi Festival, the fire in Xiacheng was rekindled, in Chen Jian's previous life, this day was to use Jiansui to take the heavenly fire, Jiansui, one of the six Qi of gold, is a metal mirror with a pointed bottom, using the spotlight of the mirror to ignite the moxa wool inside, but Chen Jian thought that he did not have such a technology, so he had to give up, less solemn, fly in the ointment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pottery statue of the goddess of fertility invited from Echeng was enshrined in the sacrificial hall of Xiacheng as a kind of guidance and identification for the same cultural circle and the same ancestors.

Carrying the idol of the god came Elu, along with some children from wealthy families in Echeng, who would study in Xia Cheng for a year.

He had only been away from Xia Cheng for one winter, but when he approached Xia Cheng again with the peach blossoms, he found that Xia Cheng had changed a lot again.

The ox was pulling a ploughshare he had never seen before, and it was several times faster than a man, and this thing had not appeared a few months ago.

The cuckoo's cries of the farmers drowned out the cuckoos' chirping, the men holding the ploughshares, and the women either leading the oxen or following behind to count the seeds.

By the time passed, an acre of land had been ploughed.

The child who was traveling with Elu looked at everything strange and asked, "Brother Luan, what are we going to learn?" ”

She raised her head, looked at a few children running in the fields with kites, and said in an almost reverent mood: "Learn what? That's it! ”

The kite fans took the eyes of these half-grown children, and the ploughshare startled the hearts of the entourage, they thought that there was not much to learn, but now it seemed that what they had to learn was only the beginning.

After entering the city, Chen Jian was not in the city, but was farming in the public fields of the city.

She did not dare to stay in the city, nor did she dare to ride a car or horse, so she walked to the public field outside the city to look for Chen Jian.

This is the iconic scene of work before the advent of ox ploughing, where hundreds of people work together in the land, using tools that are not at their disposal, and ploughing the land in rows, with overseers behind them, and no one is allowed to be left behind.

Xia Cheng experienced the coexistence of thousands of couples and one husband and one hundred acres, and it was impossible for the slaves owned by the public property to let them all use cattle to plow, and most of the people continued to work in the old way.

Slaves who could not farm were allowed to be slower, but if they were too slow, they were whipped and treated worse than oxen.

After the Waizi Festival, the ploughing cow ate a meal of dumplings stuffed with shepherd's cabbage, and all the slaves got was a piece of bread.

Since February, a lot of land has been reclaimed, and 14,000 acres of land have been reclaimed after several days of busy work with cattle and horses left over from public property and conscription labor.

In addition to the 6,000 acres of wheat fields owned by the public property in the past, there are 20,000 acres of public land in Xiacheng, all of which are good fertile soil.

In order to solve the problem of insufficient population, Chen Jian divided slaves into three types. One is a part of the people who spoke a similar language captured during the previous war with the Meteorite tribe, the second is another part of the people captured in the mountains and forests in the north with the same skin color and different language, and the last one is a person of different skin color captured in the battle with the steppe tribe.

The first two types of people have the right to mate, and can communicate with female slaves, and even lock them up before and after the Waiko Festival. The third type has no mating rights, and most of the ones left behind by Xia Cheng are sent to the mines, where they are heavily guarded, and it is basically difficult to survive for five years.

The first type of slaves had mastered the language of Xia Cheng and had become the backbone of slave labor, and Jian Chen threw a big pie for these slaves, and like the people of the Red Fish tribe, if they continued to behave well and did not want to run away or anything like that, they would become the first subordinate farmers of Xia Cheng instead of slaves.

There are similarities between the subordinate peasants and the slaves, but the subordinate peasants are human beings in the rules of the summer city, not talking tools, they are only one level lower than the wild people outside the city, but they are directly governed by the city, and the lowliness of that status is only nominal.

Chen Jian promised to give them some land in the near future, half of which would be public property and the remaining half would be their own.

Under this encouragement, the first slaves were very energetic to work, hoping that they could own the land and become subordinate farmers, although the land was public property and they only had the right to use it, and although the land had to be handed over half of the harvest, it was much stronger than the slaves who had obtained everything they had been stripped of by the slave owners.

There are even rumors that if you perform better, you may get the status of a wild man. The great difference is that a slave is killed and the slave owner is not guilty, a farmer is killed and needs to be fined money and grain, and a wild man is killed and exiled.

At this time, the nation had not yet been formed, and the population problem in Xia City would appear within three to five years, so Chen Jian had to use this method to prevent it in advance.

Besides, the mines of slave resistance that he had planted with his own hands had already fallen in Echeng, and if one day it really broke out, this fire would not affect itself.

The first group of slaves were also allowed to use oxen and ploughshares, and there were also those who specialized in raising horses and oxen, and their clothes were slightly different from those of the rest of the slaves, and this deliberate appearance of the class disintegrated the possibility of the slaves uniting together.

And the labor efficiency brought by hope is not comparable to the previous persecution, 14,000 acres of land can be cultivated before the season, some slaves are still digging in the ground when the sun sets for the promised land, and in the future there will be a part of the land that will be dug out, and those slaves who have no hope will go back to rest on time.

14,000 acres of land, 10,000 acres of corn, 2,000 acres of hemp, 2,000 acres of various tubers and beans.

This was a completely impossible task before the advent of ox farming, but after the advent of ox farming, it continued to work at a daily pace as scheduled.

When Ehuang came to the public field of Xiacheng, she didn't see Jian Chen, and it happened that a few overseers carried out a tired slave, so Ehuang asked.

"Ji Xia went to the hillside over there, I don't know when I will come back, you can go there to find him, or you can wait here."

Ehuang shook her head, before she came, her mother had told her to respect in order to learn, in the days when he was the leader in Echeng, in Xia City he was just a child of the school.

Looking at the hillside in the distance, he still decided to go to Jian Chen.

Climbing to the hillside, I saw Chen Jian talking with a few people from a distance, those people were very solemn, Chen Jian had his back to E, and was pointing to the land and the grass river.

Ehuang recognized those people as Yu Qian'er, Red Fish, Wolf Skin, etc., and he didn't bother Jian Chen directly, but stood behind Jian Chen.

Jian Chen spat and said for a long time, only then did he notice that Ehuang was coming, and Ehuang said hello respectfully, and then said, "Seeing Ji Xia talking, I don't dare to disturb." Ji Xia, I came with thirty children from Echeng, and the food and gifts are all in the city, I don't know how Ji Xia will arrange it? ”

Jian Chen nodded and said, "It's just right to come, Ehuang, your mother is in charge of the calendar sacrifice in Echeng, right?" ”

"Yes, my mother has been in charge of the calendar sacrifice since she married my father."

"Did your mother tell you about natural disasters in your tribe in the past?"

"I experienced, eight years ago, there was a big drought, and I saw it with my own eyes. More than ten years ago, when I was very young, I heard from my mother that there was a locust plague in which all the corn was eaten and many people in the tribe starved to death. My mother said that there would be a big drought every seven or eight years, and it had been like that since my mother's time, it has never changed. ”

"And what do you do when you go through a great drought?"

"Pray to God. What else can be done? ”

Recalling the great drought eight years ago, Ehuang told everything she had seen with her own eyes, and the faces of the few people around Chen Jian became even more solemn.

Jian Chen was not a prophet and didn't know when the drought would be, but he knew that with Xia City's fragile foundation, a major drought might be turbulent.

He has been instilling in the clansmen the truth that man will conquer the sky, imperceptibly, from myths to stories to legends, it has always been so, instilling a blank sheet of paper in the clansmen similar to him.

Today, the spring ploughing of the various clans in the city was about to be completed, and he also led everyone in the city council to this hillside overlooking the grass river plain.

When Ehuang finished speaking, Jian Chen pointed to the criss-crossing fields and waved his hand: "When we kneel down to worship our ancestors, we always half-kneel and clench our hands into fists, do you remember what I said? ”

"Remember, the heavens may be good or bad. When the wind and rain are good, we must thank it for giving birth to all things, and when disasters are repeated, we cannot be willing to wait for death, it will not let us live, we will resist. ”

"Yes, the weather seems to be good this year for the time being, and there will be a rain soon, just after we finish planting, and the corn will sprout soon. But the clouds can only tell us what the weather will be for three days, and no one knows what will happen in a few months. You've heard the story of E-Lu, are you willing to let Xia Cheng experience that kind of drought and locust plague as well? ”

Ehuang sighed and said, "Ji Xia, what if you don't want to? It's all predestined. Like the mountain, standing there, can it become a plain? ”

The tanuki on the side looked at the mountain, and his heart chuckled, thinking of what Jian Chen said on the day Jian Chen took him to see the gunpowder.

The mountain is there, and it does not hinder the life of the people, so naturally there is no need to turn it into a plain.

But the tanuki thought that if the mountain really got in the way, as long as there were more gunpowder piles, it might not be able to turn it into flat ground.

Two years ago, Xia City was still a wasteland, but now there is a city and a wheat field? Who says heaven and earth are unchangeable?

Most of the people in Xia City walked out of the wilderness directly, they did not experience the disasters and panic in the early stage of agriculture, and the divine power deliberately suppressed by Chen Jian did not affect Xia City, these people in the wilderness were like blank paper, inevitably affected by the people who took them out of the wilderness.

The tanuki knew that the words of the bombing mountain were just a metaphor and a secret of the city, of course he would not refute E's words to his face, but what he thought in his heart was: "What can heaven and earth do?" Ji Xia took us to change it by hand. (To be continued.) )