Under the leadership of the old Zhuang Laosan, Lei Yundong swayed around in Zhuangzi.

Of course, the box of Daheng Lianghe documents in his hand had long been placed in that stone building.

Walking around Zhuangzi, the three suffocating guys also explained the surrounding situation in detail.

Although I know some data from the deed, it is not as detailed as what I really see in front of me.

The village is very large, and the household registration is 250 households, but the number of houses is definitely more than that.

But it's also normal, there is a large population, and those who have started a family have long been separated.

After all, there is no limit in this era, as long as you can support yourself, you can live hard, and you can also find land to build houses at will.

As long as you don't go stupidly to occupy the land of fertile land, you just need to report to the old three-head, the old man, and you don't need to go up to the point of reporting to the master's family.

The main family really doesn't care, all the people in Zhuangzi have household registration linked to the land deed, and no matter how much you reproduce, they are all tenant farmers of the main family.

The houses of the villagers are all mud bricks and straw huts, and the pots and pans used are also extremely in line with the state of ancient agricultural civilization.

Let's put it this way, but all buildings made of steel and concrete belong to the Lord's family.

There is no shortage of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the village, and there is a grocery store in Zhuangzi that specializes in selling these daily necessities.

This grocery store belongs to the owner's family, and now it naturally belongs to Lei Yundong.

Lei Yundong went to take a look, it was a huge department store.

In addition to the devices that do not need electricity, there are pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, paper, towels, clothes, bedding, lamps, fire oil, sickles, axes, hammers, nails and so on.

Therefore, they eat and wear, and they do not look like people in the ancient agricultural era.

After all, everyone is in the interstellar age of a great unified empire.

If there is a real need, there will not be the slightest shortage of basic necessities of life.

It's not that the farmer doesn't want to build a better house, but in addition to the lack of money, he also lacks building materials.

There are no places to sell building materials in the surrounding area.

Town? It's too far away to be shipped.

Besides, there is not much money, and if you want to build a house similar to Fenggang City with a single family, you don't even think about it.

Moreover, there is no possibility that young children will attend formal schools.

They can only accept Zhuang Lao's professors in the lobby of that stone building, at least they will not become illiterate.

As for more and more advanced knowledge? As a teacher who is old in Zhuang, I don't understand, how to teach?

After inquiry, Lei Yundong understood that at the beginning of the establishment of Zhuangzi, the slaves sent by the Lu family were in charge, and they taught a few peasants in order to have helpers.

Then those farmers passed on this knowledge, and this is the situation of Linhezhuang's national literacy.

Education is a big issue, but it is also a necessary condition for rooting.

I guess I'll be busy in the future.

Lei Yundong put this matter aside for the time being, and continued to follow the three suffocators to inspect Zhuangzi.

After listening to the somewhat complacent report of the third suffocator, Lei Yundong knew.

This Zhuangzi has more than 15,000 acres of cultivated fields.

However, the number of records is far exceeded.

Obviously, the previous owner, the Lu family, didn't care about these acres at all, and the information was not updated.

In addition to the fields that can be cultivated, there is a river channel 10 meters wide and 20 kilometers long outside the village.

Half of the ownership belongs to Linhezhuang, and the other half is on Zhuangzi across the river.

Then there are a few small mountains and forests that add up to an area of at least 50,000 or 60,000 acres and a height of tens of meters.

Firewood, game, and fruits are all produced on these hills.

There are also about 30,000 or 40,000 acres of wasteland that wraps the Zhuangzi.

That is to say, the total land area under the name of this Zhuangzi has reached more than 100,000 mu.

In this regard, Lei Yundong did not have much feeling of making a big profit.

Because the land in the countryside, in the hearts of the local tyrants and inferior gentry in this interstellar era, is really a worthless thing.

What the local tyrants and gentry in the interstellar era care about is the good land, that is, the spiritual field in the household of these ignorant villages.

"Young master, this is an acre of spiritual land under your name, which is always watched over by the most skilled old farmers in the village." The third guy led Lei Yundong to a prison-like building.

Towering concrete reinforced fence with barbed wire.

The perimeter wall is completely enclosed, with no windows and only a large closed iron gate at the bottom.

There were two strong men armed with rifles at the door.

This makes everyone who looks at it feel a little messy about time and space.

Obviously a scene of ancient farming culture, the weapon of a metal repeating rifle suddenly appeared, and these ancients still looked accustomed to it.

Lei Yundong didn't care about this, this kind of time-space confusion scene can be seen almost everywhere.

He just took care of the good fields like this, and he was a little helpless.

Because the fertile land in this area is just a black iron grade food crop.

But think about the more remote the place, the more important this kind of fertile land.

It is understandable that some particularly outdated places even have military camps on the side.

What's more, these fertile fields are really not the spiritual fields that most people imagine.

It is these uninformed rural people who think that it is good land.

If it is really Lingtian, the household department of the Daheng Dynasty will directly send a group of soldiers to protect it.

The higher the level of the Lingtian, the higher the strength of the guards dispatched, and the alarm system of the Lingtian will directly connect to the local garrison.

Even if the Lingtian is traded, it must be approved by the Imperial Capital Household Department before the transaction can be transferred.

Where is it like these fertile fields, although the output must be purchased by the government, but the transaction transfer only needs to be reported by the local government.

"Zhuangzi sent armed guards to patrol 24 hours a day, and there will be absolutely no problems."

"And there is an alarm at the door, which is directly connected to the yamen and the main house."

"Uh, young master, you have to leave your communication number, this alarm system has to change the connection number." The third guy said with some embarrassment.

Lei Yundong nodded, just looked at the three suffocating guards and motioned for the guards to open the iron door.

Lei Yundong hadn't seen these two guards from the crowd that worshiped the Lord before, and it was obvious that they couldn't leave their posts at will.

But they opened the door without the slightest doubt, either because the authority of the three was heavier than they thought, or they had already been informed of their identity.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you have the status of the main family, the 2,000 people in Linhezhuang will definitely be trained by yourself.

In this place that protects the fertile fields, only Lao San and Lei Yundong entered, and the dozen or so guards who followed all the way before could only stay outside.

Inside, it's a space with an area of about ten acres.

A circle of houses was built against the wall, and it seemed that the living facilities were complete.

And it's all electrified, and obviously the technology here is no different from Fenggang City.

Then an acre of land was enclosed in the center by an iron frame and a layer of transparent film, and all the plants of the all-black rice grew on the ground.

There were two old peasant-like men, carefully patrolling back and forth among the black rice.