Chapter 131: Cultivating Fields and Wanting to Plant Cotton
With the experience of escorting the caravan, the enthusiasm of the guards and soldiers in the green ridge to reclaim the land is unprecedentedly high, and even their minority ladies have picked it up? Head along the banks of the Xiduo River to open up wasteland.
The twenty people who participated in the mission of escorting the caravan had already received two thousand yuan first, which was a real two-way Kaiyuan Tongbao, and when their ladies brought the money home, they hung it on their shoulders and made a crisp sound, which made the rest of the people in the city greedy.
Team Shi and Team Song could only watch the alliance of lazy men they had secretly established being dismembered and divided, those soldiers who were actively training in the morning, and those soldiers who were immersed in plowing the fields in the afternoon, they swore yesterday that they would never follow the guards to toss and make it easy for him to do an inch.
But now they are sweating and reclaiming, but their faces are happy, as long as they use it? If you dig out an acre of land, you can get fifty heavy copper coins from the captive envoy, and what could be more pleasant than that.
After painstaking analysis and analysis, the two came to the conclusion that no matter how strong the alliance is, it can't withstand the corrosion of money, and even the two ladies who took care of them by their side also carried farm tools to the Xiduo River to open up the wasteland.
Li Siye stood at the head of the city, looking at the vigor of clearing the wasteland and farming in the distance, and felt proud in his heart, no matter where he went, he could not lack the cultivation of wasteland, and in the future, he would have to accumulate grain and build a high wall, so he had to turn the green ridge into Nanniwan.
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Yu Gou became more and more busy, and Li Siye put him in charge of verifying the quality of the completion of the land reclamation and the payment of wages.
In the evening, the soldiers carrying farm tools returned from the Xiduo River, and took the initiative to find the master to receive wages after completing the workload.
Everyone crowded into a scattered line, Yu Gou knelt and sat behind the board foot case, ticked the name behind the paper paper, and then shouted out the name: "Lu Xiaoshan, open up one and a half acres of wasteland, get a total of seventy-five yuan!"
The soldier smiled and wiped the dirt on his hands on his bottom, and went to collect the money with both hands, but who expected that the lord Bo glanced at him and asked: "Alas, by the way, you still owe a pocket and two arms guards to the city, a total of two thousand two hundred yuan, when will it be repaid?"
The soldier blushed slightly, scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "I've accumulated enough of this in the future, can it be okay at one time?"
Yu Gou shook his head selflessly: "That's not good, according to your saving method, when will you be able to save enough, in this way, I will deduct you thirty yuan first, and write it down for you here first, every time I pay it back, it will be paid back one day."
He pointed to the soldiers in line and shouted, "You are all the same! Each person will deduct a part, and when you pay it back, I will remember the deducted money clearly for you in the account book, and you yourself will use hemp rope to knot it to remember a little!"
The soldiers were suddenly depressed, no wonder Li Shou had no fear when he kept the accounts, and he looked like he was not afraid that you would not pay them back, he was waiting for them here, this conspiracy was really too deep.
The so-called conspiracy is not a conspiracy in Li Siye's case, it is just a little routine.
From today onwards, all the soldiers who were guarding the Green Ridge were the same as Yu Gou, and kept accounts with fine hemp rope. Although pen, ink and paper have become very popular in Datang, the price is still not very close to the people, and in the Datang army, nine out of ten people are purely illiterate, and they can't even write their own names, so knotting ropes is the best way for them to keep accounts.
For example, Zhang San owes Li Siye 3,600 yuan in armor, so he ties three knots next to each other at the beginning of a section of rope, and then frees up the distance to tie six knots, and then frees up two equal distances to tie the knots, which is equivalent to two zeros.
But what if there is a change in the accounts, it's pretty simple. For example, Zhang San deducted 30 yuan of wages today, and he didn't know how to calculate it himself, because the master told him that he still owed 3,570 yuan to the guard, he only needed to break a knot at the second distance of the rope and tie seven knots in the third section.
Knotted bookkeeping is suitable for all illiterate people, but there is a problem, the soldiers who do not know how to calculate are easily fooled by the master book in charge of the accounts.
Li Siye looked down from the roof of the grass hall, he could pretend to be confused about this kind of thing, but he must know in his heart that if people are clear, there will be no fish. He felt that Yu Gou could be greedy for his own accounts, instead of deducting ordinary soldiers.
If he is smart enough, he can keep doing it, and if he is not smart enough, sooner or later he will cause public anger, and he can kill him to appease the public anger.
Therefore, all the principles are to ensure the absolute authority of him, the guardian.
Within a few days, the military households guarding the Green Ridge reclaimed more than 500 acres of land on both sides of the Xiduo River, which was in line with the scope of his first trial planting, and if there were too many acres, it would be a little unbearable.
According to what he learned in later generations, the land of Anxi is very suitable for cotton growth, and even the alpine Pamir Plateau has a considerable scale of cotton planting fields, so his cotton planting plan started here.
There are cotton seeds in the bazaars of the four towns of Anxi, and there are also many small cotton fields near Kangju and Qiuzi, and the cotton growers are all Persians who fled to Anxi after the death of the country, they not only have early cotton processing skills, but also can make carpets with wool and cotton, this technical specialty is popular all over the world, but in this period, the biggest customer of Persian carpets is the Tang people, and every rich family in Chang'an has such a carpet with geometric beauty.
Cotton cloth has been around for a long time, but it is smaller in scale and less sophisticated in textile technology, which makes it expensive. The spinning wheel and loom that Huang Daopo improved, he had some impressions in his head.
It's April, it's time for cotton planting, and if you delay it, you'll have to wait for the next year.
Taking advantage of the fine weather, he deliberately dressed himself up as a Sogdian, wearing a pointed felt hat, and returned to the city of Qiuzi with Fujimu.
The purpose of his disguise like this is that he is afraid of being recognized under the nose of Anxi Duhu.
The market in Qiuci is also the same as Chang'an, usually opened in the afternoon, and the items sold are varied, with strong characteristics of the Western Regions.
Li Siye led the horse and walked in the crowd, and from time to time there would be a woman wearing a hood and a light veil in a shirt to cover her face. Then he was greeted by a bearded woman with a slender black braid, a narrow-sleeved waisted tunics, and a long skirt on her lower body, with a silver collar around her neck and a jingling bell tied to her white ankles.
Fujimaki was looking at the bearded girl greedily, and then a Tianzhu girl with a copper basin on her head caught his eye. This Tianzhu woman has wheat-colored skin, a copper ring on her nose, bold and spicy, she is not ashamed in the face of Fujimu's voyeurism, but twists the water snake's waist and turns her head, and returns a flirtatious wink.
He was about to catch up and see, when a group of big food merchants leading camels squeezed him to the side of the road, Li Siye reached out and pulled him, and knocked him on the head again: "You can only see Hua Guliang with your eyes?" What am I doing when I brought you out? Dead nature does not change. ”
Fuji Mu rubbed his sore skull, knowing that Li Siye was not saying a good thing, he just shook his head stupidly, watching these black-clothed merchants ride away on camels with the flow of people.