Zhang Tang didn't seem to react to Yang Chuan's 'nonsense', with a cold face, sitting silently not far away, looking like an angular stone.

Or, a cold pig-killing knife.

Yang Chuan settled down the matter of 'Tuntian' and let Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang, Li Kang and others carry it out, but he walked to Zhang Tang's side: "I didn't break the law, right?" ”

Zhang Tang shook his head and said coldly: "I didn't break the law, but I will be angry." ”

Yang Chuan looked dazed and asked, "Angry with the public?" Whose wrath is it to blame? I, Yang Chuan, did this move, but to improve labor efficiency and reap the benefits of the No. A field camp. ”

Zhang Tang: "Emperor." ”

Yang Chuan shut up.

Zhang Tang moved out of Liu Che with one mouth, leaving Yang Chuan with nothing to say.

"The emperor has rewarded you with nearly 200,000 acres of fertile land, which is nothing more than to grow wheat, alfalfa, soybeans, flax, etc.," Zhang Tang said very seriously, "In other words, those fields still belong to the Yulin Army and the emperor after all." ”

"There's nothing wrong with you rewarding nearly half of the harvest to the Feather Forest orphans."

"However, you still have to reward those servants and stateless savages, in this matter, Yang Chuan, you did not do it properly."

Listening to Zhang Tang's advice, Yang Chuan only asked: "Can you violate the laws of the Han Dynasty?" ”

Zhang Tang shook his head: "Not only did it not violate the laws of the Han Dynasty, but it even coincided with some of the practices of Emperor Gaozu back then, which could solve the livelihood of the displaced people and eliminate the lowly status of three or two thousand servants."

However, these lands belong to the emperor, but you have the audacity to divide the emperor's land privately, which is also a serious crime. ”

Yang Chuan understood.

This set of his own approach touched the interests of the royal family, and at the same time, it touched the interests of those powerful families and big dogs, and he might bring some trouble to himself.

"As long as you don't break the law, anyway, I, Yang Chuan, didn't give the fields to others," Yang Chuan chuckled, turned around and left, "It's just a different way, let everyone farm desperately......"

……

If you have enough to hand over to the field camp, the rest is your own.

Just listening to it makes you quite good.

Yang Chuan believes that if we want to build an invincible 'A-brand field battalion' in the world, it is not enough to eat and drink well and train well, and we must also solve the problem of supply from the root.

In a word, as a real elite division, we must achieve 'hard work and self-reliance'!

After thinking about it again and again, Yang Chuan felt that the improved 'military cantonment system' should be the most suitable for the moment, and this was also the second step of the plan for strengthening the army he formulated for the 'No. A Field Battalion'.

Yang Chuan's trick didn't feel anything for Cao Xiang, Huo Quzhi, Li Gang and other big dogs, anyway, he just worked hard to 'help the emperor farm', so he didn't care.

But for those orphans and servants of Yulin who had no family background, it was undoubtedly a powerful medicine, and almost all of them were ecstatic.

Especially the servants who had lost their nationality, although their faces were always numb, they could tell from the excitement in their eyes.

Of course, there are also people who have doubts, thinking that Yang Chuan may just draw a big pie for everyone, and trick everyone into working to death, but in the end he will not get any benefits.

In this regard, Yang Chuan did not say much.

This person, after experiencing too much suffering and oppression, will naturally have a strange sense of dependence, always feeling that if he leaves the emperor, the family of the powerful and the big dogs, the people of the world will definitely be hungry to eat.

Well, it's pretty much what it's called 'servile', right?

The reason why he did this was that some experience in later generations made him quickly make a judgment and decided to let the 'Tuntian system' come out hundreds of years in advance;

On the other hand, as a qualified cook, his idea is very simple -

If this optimized 'tuntian system' can be recognized by Liu Che and comprehensively promoted in the Han Empire, it can not only effectively solve the problem of displaced people and savages, but also increase the production of grain, vegetables, meat, poultry and eggs in the world by several times or dozens of times.

In this way, won't the ingredients of his cooks rise and become greatly enriched?

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

In order to become a 'big Han chef' and change the world in his own way, Yang Chuan can be regarded as a hard worker......

In Liu Che's life, he will inevitably fight to the end with the Huns, sweep the world, and establish the so-called 'immortal feats', which will consume endless grain, population, coins, war horses, and mines......

According to historical records, after decades of war, the Xiongnu were indeed beaten to half-crippled.

At the same time, the national strength of the Han Empire was almost consumed, and it began to decline from prosperity to decline......

Lying in the shadow of the willow tree, enjoying the shade, drinking tea, and occasionally eating a few bites of cold dishes, Yang Chuan's days passed leisurely, tranquil and slow.

On both sides of the Weishui River, ploughing cattle are everywhere.

It's busy, and it's really a bit of the beauty of spring ploughing.

Every soldier of the No. A field battalion now wears many hats, he is not only a soldier, a farmer, and at the same time a 'tun chief', not only has to practice martial arts every day, plough the fields, but also ensure the cultivation of one or two thousand acres of fertile land under his name.

Originally, Yang Chuan wanted to use titles such as 'village chief', 'president', and 'production captain', but Huo Quzhi and others vetoed it in unison.

Those fools think that the village chief, the president, and the production captain don't sound domineering at all, and they feel like a bunch of mud-legged farmers, who are not worthy of the reputation of the 'A-brand field battalion'.

Yang Chuan didn't say anything more.

It's just a title......

……

"Childe, the saws, axes, chisels, pushers and other tools you want have been made," just when Yang Chuan was thinking wildly, Tangyi's father came.

Behind this Hun man, followed by thirty thin half-grown sons, but it was the 'human livestock' that the cousin's father came back in winter.

Yang Chuan sat up and looked at them very seriously, with a warm smile on his face: "The physical recovery is not bad, but I don't take a good bath, look at you one by one, you are all flower-faced cats." ”

Thirty teenagers laughed.

They are all hard-working children, born in poor families, who originally followed their families to hide in Tibet between the mountains and wilderness, and after being caught by the 'slave hunting group', they suffered a serious crime, which can be said to be nine deaths.

Now, in Yang Chuan's house, he eats well, wears warmly, and can sleep on the warm hot kang every night, which is like a dream.

In the hearts of these half-grown children, the uncle of the cousin is as gentle as the old father; And Yang Chuan, the head of the family, is simply the legendary fairy god of fortune and the benefactor of saving life.

Therefore, even though there is not much age difference between them, they are willing to accept any orders from Yang Chuan, and have repeatedly expressed their willingness to die for Yang Chuan......

Yang Chuan must not let them die for himself, otherwise, he would not have let his cousin father save him......

"Childe, the tools and bags are ready, when will you start working?" Cousin's father asked.

"I have tools, wood and fine iron are enough," Yang Chuan took out a roll of sheepskin and spread it out, "Come here, see if there is anything you don't understand, and ask me directly."

Don't look at this thing as shabby, but it's too useful for us, so don't underestimate it. ”

Tangyi's father and all the young people gathered around, and looked at it, but it was the same simple farm tool, and they couldn't help but show a look of confusion.

Yang Chuan prepared a 'deerskin bag' for everyone, which included kitchen knives, iron spoons, shovels and other kitchen utensils, as well as boning knives, axes, hand saws, chisels, planers, wool ropes and other things, and everyone thought there was a 'big task'.

Unexpectedly, but let everyone make farm tools?

Wouldn't it be easier for those orphans and servants in Yulin to do this kind of work?

Yang Chuan saw through everyone's thoughts, chuckled, and said, "You guys, don't think about doing big things all day long, you have to do it step by step, starting with very small things;

Then, you can slowly do some important things. ”

A teenager grabbed his unkempt hair and asked, "Childe, what is this farm tool for?" ”

"By the way, Childe, when can we learn to chop meat, chop vegetables, and spoon?"

Several other teenagers looked at Yang Chuan eagerly, hoping that the head of the family would let them officially enter the 'Yang Kitchen' and start doing something big, this scene directly made Yang Chuan laugh.

He waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "You guys, don't be so ambitious, eat a big fat man in one bite, that's impossible, be careful not to break your stomach." ”

He then began to explain in detail the structure, use, and characteristics of the 'cocoon'.

"This farm implement, called the cocoon, is divided into two ridges, three ridges, four ridges and multiple ridges, and four holes need to be punched in the front part to adjust the depth of the feet according to the need."

"Why should it be divided into double-ridged, three-ridged, and multi-ridged?"

Yang Chuan took a sip of wild chrysanthemum tea, and took the trouble to tell these half-grown children the reason: "In a few days, when the spring ploughing is over, we will carry out spring sowing."

This pair of ridges is most suitable for millet, millet, flax, alfalfa, etc., because the seed particles of these crops are too small, and a small funnel must be installed at the exit location;

In this way, during the sowing process, someone needs to hold the cocoon and shake it gently, so that the seeds of the crop are evenly scattered out of the funnel......"

In fact, the Han Empire had already appeared as a farm tool, but because it had not yet been perfected and improved, it could only be used to sow crops such as oats and wheat with relatively large grains, so Yang Chuan improved it.

This kind of improved cocoon is almost a bit of the prototype of the 'seeding machine' in later generations.

For example, Yang Chuan designed two iron wheels, simple bearings, synchronous material wheels and other parts for sowing wheat and oats.

This makes it a lot more difficult to make, but it can speed up the planting speed by almost thirty times!

"Look, when these two wheels are turning, they drive an iron rod to rotate, and when they synchronize the feeding wheel, the wheat will be evenly sown, and through these eight cocoons, it will be planted into the soil......

After Yang Chuan's explanation, not to mention that the thirty half-sized sons were wide-eyed, even the 'well-informed' cousin father was shocked.

"Childe, this is a spring sowing artifact!"

Father Tang Yi crumpled a roll of sheepskin in his hand, his brow furrowed, and a large broad hand kept sketching in the air, obviously beginning to think of a way.

Those half-sized children also gathered around, concentrating on it, and the little faces of the black ones were very focused.

Yang Chuan looked at these guys with a smile and felt quite comfortable in his heart.

He had already arranged the 'training plan' for these thirty and a half children, and now let them start with the smallest and most inconspicuous things, that is, they should gradually grow into thirty sharp kitchen knives......

……

Half an hour later, the father of the cousin and the thirty and a half sons had almost thoroughly understood the structure of the 'cocoon' and the principle of sowing, and everyone sat around and began to drink wild chrysanthemum tea.

At this moment, a teenager occasionally turned his head, but saw a group of people in the distance hurrying towards this side.

"Childe, there's someone over there."

"Who, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yang Chuan raised his eyes to look, but found that this group of people were wearing black clothes and a high crown belt, but they were a group of officials; Among them, the one who rode the horse to the front was the big farmer Ling Cheng Sanghong sheep.

Yang Chuan was stunned for a breath or two, and suddenly smiled: "Uncle Tangyi, eat gluttonous rice and drink gruel at night, remember to mix a few more wild vegetables, alfalfa that has just sprouted is very good." ”

"By the way, drive our cattle, sheep and livestock to Cao Xiang's farm."

"You guys go get busy first, go home at night, remember to cry to me poor, I'm going to tighten my belt and invite you to dinner......"

(End of chapter)