Everything Ding Xuewei found was summed up in the knowledge given by her grandmother, the first time Xiaofuniu entered the forest, there was so much hunting, and so many sugarcane and cherries, the problem is that these sugarcane cherries are not far from the village... At least not far from it now.

In the past year or so, Jin Lao, the headhunters of Bazhen Building, not to mention countless people, at least no one will set foot in that area.

"Little Fu Niu is really a lucky doll, I have to let the village children follow you to the edge of the forest more when I go back." The village chief saw He's Xuannu's thoughts and cooperated.

Anyway, this time it was really the luck of the children.

"Xue Wei, the sugarcane looks at the growth is just right, at this time, it is still a little cold in the morning and evening, according to the habit of cuttings and vegetation, it is not good to germinate, you go back and run two more times, take a look at the warmth and cold scalding of the water, and then transfer the water to plant or, with the greenhouse, you grasp."

The sugarcane fruit trees along the hot water stream are different due to the hot water in the stream, and the reproduction and planting must at least explore the original growth environment of the growth.

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is invincible.

There is no war between vegetation and people!

Transplanting is not a simple matter when there is no water temperature, let alone water temperature.

It was so easy to find that the big thing of sugarcane was offset by how to relocate.

The problem is that Ding Xuewei doesn't think it's too much at all.

"I'll take a good look when I get back."

"That place happens to be within the scope of Brother Jiang's field, so you don't have to worry too much, but when you go back to reclaim the land, you need to be more careful." The village chief said that the Jiang family had no objection to the land that Ding Xuewei pointed out to the Jiang family.

Let Wang Dazhu invite the person, count the time, it should be there two days ago.

At that time, there were enough manpower, and although the manpower had not yet arrived, it was not easy to invite them in the house. With the help of the Ding family's grandchildren, Jiang Lao was not worried about the reclamation of cuttings here in Yuequan Village.

Winter ploughing is almost over, spring planting is about to begin, they have so many livestock, want to help in spring planting, this wooden plow, climbing plow is enough.

None of them are procrastinating personalities.

If no one comes, the ground can't be opened, and Ding Xuewei is guarding the sugarcane cherries, and when she speaks better than herself, Jiang Lao simply mentioned the idea of going home.

Soon in the afternoon, bidding farewell to Jiang Lao and Jiang Lao's second father and son, Ding Xuewei and Jiang Lao Liu, holding paintings, carried sweet potato leaves into the city.

Originally, relocation was a hassle.

After determining the relocation location and obtaining the permission to move into the household, the mover must return to the county to handle the relocation matters, and then move into the household at the relocation site, so that the family can be relocated.

Thanks to the blessings of these disasters, Fengchengfu is now very simple to handle the relocation matters.

Those who have already taken the relevant documents issued by the Yamen of the prefecture do not even need to go back to cancel the original household registration procedures.

No, a group of daughters-in-law and children of the Jiang family have not even settled on the land of Fengcheng Mansion, and they are already the population of Fucheng Zhili.

"Uncles are not in a hurry, why do you need to be in such a hurry!"

Several officials who were called by Ding Xuewei to unload the goods were polite and unambiguous.

"It's also something to do in the city." Ding Xuewei's face was full of helplessness.

Several people's hands and feet suddenly stopped: "What's the drop, do you need uncles to come forward?" ”

"Uncles won't need it for the time being, but I'll see Lord Tang later." Ding Xuewei was very melancholy.

When she said this, it was obvious that things were not something that their little minions could help with.

"Brother Zhang, you go first to report, and I'll hand it over to the brothers here." A shrewd middle-aged man said.

The official surnamed Zhang nodded immediately, and after sending this batch of sweet potato leaves to the destination, he went directly to the inner courtyard, and not long after, Ding Xuewei and Jiang Lao Liu were brought in.

"This is the ploughshare that the folk girl wants to build."

After the ceremony, Ding Xuewei directly took out the drawings.

Taking over the drawings, Tang Ming observed carefully.

"Compared to the current plowshare, it is much wider, and such a plow requires more strength, do you want to use more oxen?"

Iron, a precious metal, is simply not available to the poor.

The wooden plough is a good helper for the people nowadays, and some landlords, in order to reduce the burden on their livestock, use double oxen to plough the land.

She has so many livestock on hand, not to mention using two cows, even a few, dozens of heads are feasible.

It is true that Ding Xuewei wants to use more oxen, but this plow is not an ordinary wooden plow, but an iron plow, an iron plough that is formed in one piece.

"The old farmers said that the more oxen are used, the more people need to press the plowshare. The women wondered if they could replace the wooden plough with an iron plough, so that the weight of the iron tool would be enough for the plowshare to sink. ”

“··· You..."

Looking back and forth between the drawings and Ding Xuewei's face, Tang Ming only had one heart to send her: "All iron, all iron has at least two hundred catties, you have so many livestock, how much iron do you get?" Do you want to make a plow or do you want to store iron? ”

"My lord..." Ding Xuewei's eyes were speechless.

"Don't say you don't know what's at stake. You baby, you are not afraid of heaven and earth, and you are not afraid of others. "Tang Ming was really broken by her all-iron.

Once she gets more than 60,000 livestock back, it will be forgotten [she can pull the Jiang family to Yuequan Village, and the Jiang family must be looking at her horse] turned her head and wanted all-iron farming tools.

A person who has opened his eyes and makes money like flowing water but disdains to fight for benefits can make money faster by turning his head and using fame.

Even if she didn't have such thoughts, her behavior of preparing livestock and storing a large number of iron products would be dangerous to a large extent.

"It's impossible, don't think about it." Tang Ming directly broke her mind.

Ding Xuewei is the kind of person who gives up lightly?

"My lord, you have to have chopsticks to eat, this tool can't keep up, how can the people plow in this place? And without the money to fill the manpower, what will the folk girl use to support this leasing team? ”

"My lord, it's not been a day or two since the folk girl has been criticized, if someone thinks that the folk girl is not pure-minded, the folk girl can also think of a way. Anyway, the population of the people's female family is small, and they can't starve to death even if they dig wild vegetables. ”

Bang bang, she was a burst of output, and Tang Ming's face turned pale and black when she heard it.

If you want to say that the little girl is not ashamed to speak and has not contributed to the Jiangshan Society, then now Daxia should not be peaceful, and this Fengcheng Mansion will not be so happy.

I'm afraid that what she has done will have a huge impact, and I want to strangle it now, not to mention that the grandmother behind the family disagrees, and he, who sees the changes in the lives of the people in Yuequan Village, doesn't nod.

But it is too much to ask the horses to run and not even feed the worst fodder.

You can do this, and the animals don't want to help.

"At most... Gives you a number. ”

"How much?" Ding Xuewei immediately put her ears together.

Tang Ming was amused by her deferential appearance, but he couldn't laugh.

"At most, 100 units, these 100 units, must also be sent for inspection at the end of each year."

Ding Xuewei: "·····"

I know it's not going to go well! (End of chapter)