The Son of Heaven divided the princes into eight wildernesses, and the princes divided the princes into the princes to guard the Quartet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Nine Secretaries of the Son of Heaven, the Four Secretaries of the Great Monarchs, the Three Secretaries of the Monarchs of the Second Country, and the Two Secretaries of the Monarchs of the Small Countries, Xing State, as a large country in the Northern Wilderness, has four Shangqing, four Yaqing, and six Shaoqing, all of whom are considered the top nobles of Xingguo.

The doctor class below Qing is already a middle-level nobleman in a princely country like Xingguo, even if Doctor Fei is only a doctor, he also holds the position of the deputy city lord of Beilin City, and it is by no means something that only the Qing clan of the sergeant lord can resist, and only one Doctor Ye may not be able to stop Doctor Fei.

However, being tied up is definitely not Qingyang's style, what should I do? Now that Ji's several poisonous tricks have been made one after another, the Qing family is already anxious, once Dr. Fei directly makes a move, will there be a way for the Qing family to live?

By the way, I also have the Dragon Sparrow, this is a powerful beast with the strength of the fifth grade, and Doctor Fei may not dare to shoot directly.

Just about to let go of his worries, he thought that the dragon sparrow without a contractor might leave at any time, this uncertain factor made Qingyang a little worried, and now there is a dragon sparrow to deter the Quartet and barely keep his own safety, but what if it suddenly leaves one day?

Alas, how annoying! The most important thing is the autumn harvest, and if you have food in your hands, you can not panic! In order to have corn to pay the public tax!

Accompanied by Lian Po and the milk baby Lian Cang, Qingyang walked on the edge of his well field, and the large grains were yellow in the sun, which was particularly gratifying.

Stretching lazily, I was in a better mood when I saw the three farmers working hard in the well field, and the eighteen slaves who worked even harder.

Those who should be praised must be praised: "Or these slaves work harder, since those farmers choose to leave, let the saved grain be given to these slaves, well, it is better to only pay the top three who work hardest!" There is competition to be motivated, no! ”

"Lord, what are you doing with food to slaves! Whether we can harvest the grain this year is a big question! ”

Lian Po couldn't hide his surprise with a black face, "I haven't heard that the entire Xing State has a doctor who lets slaves eat grain, that is, the old master's mother is kind and sets the rules, and our family gives these slaves more chaff every year, and it's a big deal to give them some ears of straw!" ”

Well? Give more chaff, this is kindness? When did the bar for being a good person become so low?

Qingyang was puzzled: "These slaves were able to escape without permission under the temptation of the Ji clan, and they were not affected by the farmers who left in the slightest, and it is really rare to work so hard in the fields now, isn't this worthy of praise!" ”

The milk baby Liancang grinned and said: "Lord, these slaves are fools when they run away, without amulets, they are the easiest food for strange beasts and fierce beasts to hunt in the wilderness; Moreover, once someone dies, how can there be no slaves to be buried?

Once a slave escapes, the other lords are obliged to assist in the capture, so that they can get half of the fugitive slaves, not only in Xingguo, but also in other countries in the Northern Wilderness! These captured fugitives were often the first to be sacrificed.

That is to say, our old housewife is kind-hearted and forbids people to be martyred, and our family is qualified to be martyred, that is, the old housewife and the lord! So if you kill these slave owners, they won't run away! ”

Lao Tzu is qualified to be martyred?

No, this body is only thirteen years old this year! Tell a thirteen-year-old boy that you are qualified to use slaves to give you a burial, how can there always be a feeling of cursing people to die early.

Besides, Nima's piles of bones are stacked together and I shudder, I can't imagine that there is still a large number of barbaric customs of using living people for burial in Xingguo, barbaric, really barbaric!

Lian Po, the child, didn't notice Qingyang's expression, and he also said proudly: "These slaves in our family are considered lucky, fifteen years ago, the monarch gave twenty male slaves and twenty female slaves, and in the past ten years since they came to our family, less than one percent have died.

In the past ten years, the slave girls have also given birth to nearly forty cubs, the eldest of the five boys is twelve years old this year, and if the lord wants to sell them, he can exchange them for a cow or a pony, or two sackcloth.

If the lord wants to keep these little cubs, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's easy to feed, the family gives them some chaff in winter, and in spring, summer and autumn, there are sunflowers, gray cabbage, kudzu, and grass seeds all over the field for them to eat, and they can do some work without worrying too much! ”

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Qingyang was a little speechless, looking at Lian Po and Lian Cang, who thought they were honest and duty-conscious, they could actually discuss with themselves the topic of slave burial and exchanging five young slaves for a cow or a horse without changing their faces, as if these slaves were all livestock.

No! These slaves are not as good as livestock.

Ordinary people can cook pig food when they raise pigs, and these slaves only need to provide some useless chaff and wild vegetables in the field, so that they can work for themselves indefinitely, and when they don't want these slaves, they can also exchange them for cattle, horses and livestock.

Compared with these slaves, the peasants were no better off, except for the fact that they had the status of a free man, that is, they could receive a hundred and twenty pounds of grain as rations every year.

How can this be done?

Now the Qing clan can't recruit new labor force at all, and can only further tap the labor potential of all the people in the fiefdom, if you want the remaining three farmers and eighteen slaves to work hard, it can't be done without a little material reward as a motivation!

Besides, aren't there twenty slave girls and a whole bunch of little slaves in the house? The children should not be busy grazing cattle and sheep, they all called me to work in the fields, harvesting grain is the first priority, and the families of the farmers and the servants can not work, and the weaving can be put aside first.

You say no? The grain is too strong, and the woman and the child can't reap?

Qingyang walked to the well field in disbelief, the person in charge of harvesting this well field was a sturdy farmer in his thirties, and when he saw the master approaching, he worked harder, just take a thing and saw it several times before cutting off an ear of grain.

When you come over to take a look, you find that the harvesting tool in the farmer's hand is actually a mussel shell? Strictly a knife made from a mussel shell.

Can this thing be used to harvest grain? What about the scythe that is essential for farming? Harvesting thousands of acres of grain with mussels?

Just kidding, when will this have to be harvested? Then try the unexpected toughness of the grain stalks.

There is still a long way to go!

Sickles, saws, and other ironware don't seem to have appeared yet, and of course the Qing clan can't afford to buy ironware.

Qingyang stood on the edge of the well field and pondered with his back hand, how could more than a thousand acres of well fields be harvested with such tools?

It is necessary to make suitable farm tools as soon as possible, otherwise an autumn rain will make all the ripe grains sprout in more than half a month, and the thought of how distressing these grains are drenched and how distressing it is, we still have to step up.

In fact, Qingyang is already rejoicing, those carnivorous birds at night let other birds that like to peck at grains hide away, otherwise these ripe grains would have been eaten up by a large flock of birds.

What to do?

It takes a lot of iron to make a sickle, but the preciousness of iron tools in Xing Kingdom makes Qingyang crazy, doesn't the entire Xing Kingdom have its own iron mine?

What's more, he has no money.

"Huh? Lian Po, Zhong Bo made these two axes for you, are there any remaining ironwood materials? ”

Qingyang's gaze swept over the weapon in the black-faced boy's hand, and suddenly found that this was not the best material to replace the iron weapon?