The owner of the village came back, and the children who were playing on the lawn were very happy, because the brother of the owner of the village actually bought them candy, fragrant, sticky and sweet maltose.

The owner of the village is back, the villagers are very happy, and the "thief soldiers" who surrendered to work in the tile pot village are also very happy, because the owner of the horse village not only bought back several carts of grain, but also a cart of meat, it seems that the surrender is right, the tile pot village can not only eat enough, but also have meat to eat every day.

Ma Hanshan was also very happy to return to the village, he did not expect that after only a few days of leaving, there would be such a big change in the village, there were people cutting wood on the mountain, people were beating bricks at the bottom of the mountain, and there were people repairing the tile kiln on the opposite hillside. In the fields at the bottom of the valley, there are also people working, and the vegetables in the fields are growing very well and are green, while the summer rice in the rice fields has begun to turn yellow and will soon be harvested.

Although Ma Hanshan was not born in the countryside in his previous life, he lived in a suburban town in the south, and the rice that crops in summer and autumn is a beautiful scenery that can be seen every year.

The rice in the valley is after the reform of Mahanshan cottage, forcing Feng Chengshan to take people to plant, this is the first rice in the tile pot village, the land here is planted with rice for the first time, the land is powerful, the weather is also powerful, so the growth is very good. Of course, this cannot be compared with Ma Hanshan's previous life, in his previous life, the yield of rice in the south was generally more than 1,000 catties per mu, and in this world, the first-class fertile field, the rice planted by the most experienced old farmers, the yield per mu is only three or four stones.

"Manager Yu, how many people are there in the Water Curtain Cave? Why are so many people working in the village? "Ma Hanshan knew at a glance that there must be more than thirty or forty people coming from the Water Curtain Cave, and Si Monkey would not bring all the people from the Water Curtain Cave.

"Back to the village master, there are not many people from the Water Curtain Cave, only thirty young and strong, but the nearby villages, I heard that they can also receive one or two halves of silver when they come to us to work and eat and live, so there are people from all villages, and General Manager Feng chose one hundred young people to stay." Yu Tianchuan said worriedly, "The owner of the village, the people recruited by the villages, the old evil nest surrendered, the people who came from the water curtain cave, plus the people in the village, now there are nearly three hundred people, and it costs three or four stones to eat food every day, and they have to send silver ...... when they turn around." ”

"Manager Yu is worried that he can't support it? Rest assured, there are not enough people. Ma Hanshan thought for a while, arranged a task for Yu Tianchuan and said, "Manager Yu, I think, you have to go to Tangzhou and Yingzhou to see if there are any displaced people and guide them all over." ”

"Anyone else? What are you going to do, owner....... Yu Tianchuan was surprised, and he really couldn't understand why Ma Hanshan wanted so many people.

"Haha, you'll know then." Ma Zhaishan no longer paid attention to Yu Tianchuan, and said to Ah Niu, "Ah Niu, go and take Captain Feng... General Manager Feng called, he did a good job this time, he actually chose 100 people to stay, and the land was planted well, I want to praise him. ”

"Hmph, they all do what the young master tells them, according to me, the young master should be praised the most......." In Ah Niu's eyes, no one is as powerful as Ma Hanshan, and with such a powerful young master, Ah Niu feels that he is also powerful.

"Fuck off." Ma Hanshan scolded.

Day, do you praise yourself, stupid.

After a while, Feng Chengshan came back from the opposite hillside, gray-headed and black-faced, and it could be seen that this thing had repaired the pottery kiln by himself.

"The owner of the village, are you looking for me?" Feng Chengshan now holds the title of general manager of production, and he is full of energy every day. Hmph, Shi Hualong, his battalion commander is only in charge of seventy people, and my old Feng, the general manager, is now in charge of more than two hundred people, which is much more majestic than him.

"Yes, General Manager Feng, I heard that you have recruited a hundred villagers to work on your own?" Ma Hanshan said with a dark face.

"Yes, I think they are all young and strong, and they are all diligent people, and it is much more cost-effective to invite them than to invite the bandits in the Water Curtain Cave. The owner of the village is not in the village, and the owner of the village said before leaving the village that it is very urgent to break bricks, build houses, and repair kilns, and say that he will find a lot of people to work, so I ....... Feng Chengshan bowed his head and said.

"What you say is true, but that doesn't justify your decision to recruit villagers without asking for advice." Ma Hanshan's face was still ugly.

"It's... Be... But... I'm the owner of the village... I was wrong....... Feng Chengshan bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

The people of this era are simple, no matter what happens, as long as they don't go through the affairs of the elders or officials, it is wrong, this is an act that does not respect the elders.

Of course, Ma Hanshan would not say that he was disrespectful, he just deliberately blamed Feng Chengshan like this.

"Feng Chengshan, stand up and ......." Ma Hanshan suddenly shouted.

Feng Chengshan also participated in militia training, and when he heard this, he snapped his feet together, raised his head, and stood up straight.

"Well, yes, spirited." Ma Hanshan reached out and punched him lightly in the stomach and said.

Rude, Feng Chengshan was too tall, Ma Hanshan wanted to beat his chest, but it was inconvenient and he had to beat his stomach.

"Feng Chengshan, I want to praise you, if the production capacity of the village is maintained or better, I must reward you during the New Year." Ma Hanshan said with a smile.

"The owner of the village... You... You don't punish me? Feng Chengshan stammered.

"Haha, I'm kidding you, you're doing so well, I'm not a dumb gentleman... The master of the faint village... I am an enlightened village owner, and I am not blind about what your general manager Feng is doing. Look at how well the rice grows below, you should be able to harvest three or four stones per mu. Ma Hanshan laughed.

"I think there are two or three stones." Feng Chengshan said proudly.

"Only two or three stones?" Ma Hanshan was a little dissatisfied.

"I'm talking about rice, not millet." Feng Chengshan said with a smile.

"Oh, three stones of rice, then four or five stones of grain? Yes, yes, there is still a lot of vacant land under the mountain, so let's continue to open up the wasteland. By the way, after harvesting rice, what are you going to plant? You can't grow autumn rice. Mahanshan, who has just arrived in this world, doesn't know what the autumn temperature is like here, but from the current temperature, it should be very cool in autumn, so he deduced that it should not be possible to grow late rice here.

"I don't know much either, I'm asking the old farmers in the village for advice." Feng Chengshan scratched his head and said.

"Well, this attitude is very good, the old farmers are very experienced, and there is a lot to learn from us. If you can't grow rice, can you grow wheat? Also, you can have a variety of cabbage, and cabbage can be made into kimchi....... "Mahanshan has never done farm work, but he has seen it.

"It's... Be... I'll look for wheat seed ...... when I go back. Feng Chengshan admired Ma Hanshan more and more, this big child took over the cottage for only a few months, but the cottage has undergone earth-shaking changes, the old village owner has created the cottage for five years, the cottage has not changed, even the food is not a meal, alas, the hero is a teenager.

Ma Hanshan was very satisfied with his attitude, nodded, and turned the topic to burning bricks and tiles.

"General Manager Feng, as far as I know, the kiln that burns bricks and tiles is different from the kiln that burns the clay cylinder, right, you are working hard to repair it now, and you can't use it when you turn around?" Ma Hanshan's mother in his previous life was from the countryside, and when he went to his grandmother's house, he saw how to burn green bricks and tiles.

"It's different, so it needs to be transformed." Feng Chengshan nodded and said.

"You know? You have to find a master. Ma Hanshan said.

"There is a master, you don't know, among the villagers who came, there are masters who burn kilns, as well as masters who beat bricks and tiles, I only tell them what the owner of the village thinks, and they know how to do it, look, the mud that is being refined below is used to beat adobe bricks, and the mud that is being dug deep over there is used to beat green bricks and tiles, so you have to use clay." Feng Chengshan pointed to the people who were "playing with mud" at the bottom of the valley and said.

"Well, that's right, Mr. Feng, you really made a meritorious contribution this time, and I want to reward you for the New Year." Of course, Ma Hanshan knows what kind of mud to use to beat the tiles, but what he can't imagine is that the kiln masters he is looking for everywhere are actually in the nearby villages, of course, these are the masters of dry stoneware, they should be able to play tiles and burn water tanks, and they must find a master to burn fine ceramics.

"Should... You're welcome....... When Feng Chengshan heard that he was going to reward himself, he smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

"You go and tell them, for the time being, just burn a little bit of the bricks for special purposes, mainly to burn tiles. Also, are there any of them who know how to burn lime? The lime-burning stones are available on the side of Baishi Mountain, so you can just find a master to burn them. "Mahanshan wants to burn lime, but not only for building houses, but also for many other purposes.

He vaguely remembers that the main ingredient of cement is lime.

"Got it, I'll arrange it." Feng Chengshan happily went to work, and Ma Hanshan stood on the edge of the lawn in a daze... It's about thinking.

But after a while, Feng Chengshan ran back again, panting.

"Zhai... The owner of the village... Not good... On the hill... There is a... There's a water curtain hole coming over... The mountain... Mountain people, while cutting down a tree, accidentally fell... Exactly fell on the machete...... Feng Chengshan said intermittently.

"Huh? Are you seriously injured? "If he fell, if the injury was not serious, Feng Chengshan would not come to tell him that Ma Hanshan's heart was sinking.

"It's serious, there's a big hole in the thigh, and the bones are visible." Feng Chengshan said.

"On the thighs? I hope I didn't cut the main artery... Did you take it down? Looking for Mr. Qi... Fast....... Ma Hanshan commanded, and at the same time ran to the Juyi Hall, "Ah Niu... Ah Niu, where did you die? Go and bring me the rhubarb I bought... Also, get me some hydrated lime... Hurry up ....... ”

The so-called hydrated lime is the lime that absorbs the moisture in the air and naturally dissolves, the powdered old lime, and he wants to make peach blossom powder immediately.

Jinchuang magic medicine peach blossom powder, in fact, is made of old lime fried rhubarb, the recipe is not the key, the key is the heat of frying, to fry until the lime turns pink, and like flying powder.

"The owner of the village... Go check it out... Mr. Qi said... It is ...... to say that the wound is too big and troublesome. Feng Chengshan said anxiously.

"Is the wound wide? It's so big....... "If it's just deep, it's not that much trouble in this part of the thigh, but if the wound is wide, in a world where there is no concept of suture surgery, it's really troublesome.

"He was almost sitting on a machete, and the cut was more than a foot long, ......." Feng Chengshan said in fear.

In this era, even a fever can kill a person, and it is easy to die if you are slashed, because you don't know how to prevent infection. And if the wound is too big, even if it is not a vital part, it is frightening, because the wound is too big and no one knows whether it can heal, and if it does not heal, the wound will be troublesome if it suppurates.

When Ma Hanshan heard this, he paused, and suddenly shouted again: "Ah Niu, let someone help me prepare the sewing needle money ......." ”