Chapter 192: Great Might
In the early morning, the summer sun shines on the mountains early, fading away from the coolness of the night in the mountains.
In Daxia Castle, there were people standing on the ridge of the field who were ready, just waiting for the castle lord on the big iron lump to give an order to start.
Ziyu started the multi-functional agricultural machine, pressed the horn three times, and was the first to drive into the flat rice field.
The rice will be dried out of the paddy field water during the ripening period, and the scorching sun will not wet your feet after a few days of scorching sun.
And all those who heard the trumpets on the hillside went down to the fields and began to harvest.
The people waiting for Ziyu's order were still standing on the ridge to watch the excitement.
I saw that the multi-functional agricultural machine drove into the field, and only neat grain stakes were left in the place.
A row of grain grass spits out from the left side of the big lump, and at intervals it spits out bulging sacks, or grass clippings.
Chen Da and Steward Sheng, who followed behind, touched the first sack that appeared at the same time.
"Millet!"
Both exclaimed at the same time, This is simply amazing for them.
The two of them were surprised and remembered Ziyu's words, and carefully carried the first bag of Shinya out and placed it on the waiting mule cart.
"Still stunned for what to do, go to carry the sack in pairs.
Be careful with me, and don't sow your new grain.
Otherwise, you just wait for a winter of sweet potatoes! Steward Sheng pretended to be serious.
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked down at the sack and smirked.
"The castle lord and uncle are really capable, and they can even get this kind of artifact back."
"Needless to say, our young lady is amazing!
One person dares to sell goods from south to north, and how many people can be as powerful as our young lady. Chen Da said proudly.
He is an old man who follows Miss, knows Miss's family history, and he can't find anyone more powerful than Miss in the whole world.
No matter how high my uncle's kung fu is, he still has to listen to his own young lady.
Let him not dare to go east and west, his own young lady is so powerful!
Chen Da almost didn't raise his swan's neck, and it was funny to see Steward Sheng like that.
Who's to say it isn't!
Miss is the god in their hearts!
No one who is impressed by the multi-purpose farm machine doubts its provenance, and no one asks.
The multi-functional agricultural machine that crossed the bright road was accepted by the people of Daxiabao calmly.
Chen Dahe, the housekeeper who was in charge of transporting the grain, opened the first bag of new grain and prepared to pour it into the courtyard to dry.
"Steward Sheng, look at these new valleys have dried up."
Chen Da, who was used to taking a few bites when he saw the rice, found that the new grain in his mouth was like three suns, and he didn't need to dry it at all.
It's very clean to grab a handful, as if it was deliberately blown through the deflated shell.
"Take a look at the other bags!" Steward Sheng also bit two new valleys and tried it, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.
The people at the back of the line opened the sacks one after another to check.
"Steward Chen and Steward Sheng are all dry, and they are very clean."
Hong Feiyang, who was helping with him, quickly opened the sack and grinned.
"Okay, let's all pour into the house."
Steward Sheng was glad that he had already arranged to lay a layer of wooden planks on the empty rooms in the damp-proof mansion, which could be directly poured to the ground.
"No wonder Miss said that she wanted us to prepare more sacks!"
There is no need to dry the new grain, and the reduced work is not a star.
Steward Sheng rearranged the people, and he stayed behind to be in charge of the storage of grain, and Chen Da and Hong Feiyang were in charge of the outside affairs.
The rice fields in each family's field were also brought and harvested by Ziyu, and they only had to push the grain back and return it to the sack.
Six hundred acres of flat land were harvested in two hours.
The speed made the people working on the slopes dare not raise their heads to rest.
Half a day's work, before they received half of it, the castle lord alone had done what they had taken ten days to complete.
After that, they didn't have no work to do, and they became idlers.
People who are deeply afraid of status dare to stretch their waists to rest, and only by working harder can they prove that they are useful.
The wet straw in the field is piled up in large haystacks, which can only be temporarily piled together to prevent it from being eaten by locusts.
The big pot of rice in the fort, which had not been used for a long time, began to smoke early in the morning.
Bao Jiu, who was in charge of the guards' room, came back to take charge of everyone.
People who were sweating profusely heard the exclamations coming into the kitchen from outside, and their hearts panicked like cat scratches.
When the kitchen prepares lunch and comes out with a pot of poon choi, the field is empty.
Bao Jiu, who was stupid, couldn't walk the road, and almost threw away the vegetable pot in his hand when he walked around.
The frightened man couldn't stand it, so he had to put the vegetable pot on the ground, sit down and breathe down his chest.
"Who will tell me where the rice in our fort has gone!"
His family had five acres of rice and two acres of wheat, but they didn't cut a single one.
What a mess of the days that followed!
Bao Jiu, who was too frightened, couldn't even cry, and his face kept changing.
…
"What, stupid!
Look at your little income, all your rice and wheat have been taken back to your house and put into the warehouse.
Surprise! Ziyu paced in front of the stupid Bao Jiu with her hands behind her back and teased.
"What? Can Brother Ziyu take this seriously?
It's not to trick me into being happy, it's gone, it's gone, and three acres of sticks and sweet potatoes.
Life can still go on, but it's a pity that the crops of one season are good. ”
Bao Jiu still didn't believe what Ziyu said, and comforted himself with self-justification.
But that face was crying and mourning, more sad than being dug up the ancestral grave.
"In charge, what the young lady said is true, our family has twenty quintals of rice and eight and a half quintals of wheat.
It's all in the barn, and I don't believe you go back and count it yourself. ”
Bao Wu didn't even look at the man sitting on the ground, so he could only step forward and explain.
"Hahaha!
Bao Jiu, you're so cowardly, we've all seen it! ”
It was the first time Wang Xingwang had seen Bao Jiu like this, although he was also frightened, he was not as cowardly and embarrassed as Bao Jiu.
"Hahaha......"
Everyone laughed loudly around Bao Jiu, and the laughter was both heartfelt and comfortable.
Bao Jiuyi, who was embarrassed by laughter, got up, didn't even beat the dust, and picked up the vegetable pot on the ground and threatened.
"Don't you want to eat yet, next time pour a few bowls of salt into the dish, and you'll die!"
For the sake of good luck, the people who just laughed at it all gave Bao Jiuda courtesy.
After a noisy lunch, a group of people went down to the ground.
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Ziyu drove a multi-functional agricultural machine to Daxia Village, followed by mule carts, wheelbarrows, and a crowd with relaxed faces.
Li Bai stood by the car window, looking at the purple jade who was driving smoothly, his eyes flashed.
[It turns out that the daughter-in-law's space can be planted, but I didn't see this before.
Fortunately, they were not short of food and drink before, and she didn't have to work hard to plant. 】
Li Bai thought of the five thousand bags of grain that Ziyu took out, and the only thing in her heart was that she had to work too much.
Without the assistance of a large number of chemical fertilizers, the yield of one acre of rice is less than forty percent of that of later generations.
It can be hard to manage so many fields by one person, even with a multi-purpose farm machine.
(End of chapter)