Chapter 22 Great Increase in Life Span

"Wang Laoqi, Wang Laoqi, the new plow hasn't been made yet?"

In early May, in a village in Yunyang County, Jingzhao Prefecture, people came outside the yard of craftsman Wang Laoqi and shouted.

The person who was yelled at had just eaten breakfast. He would not dare to eat on weekdays because he had no food.

Now I am making Quyuan plows, and the wages are high, so I add a meal.

Hearing the shouts, he was not in a hurry and still took out the tools in an orderly manner.

"Lao Qi, hurry up and finish the work. We have harvested the wheat and are waiting to plow the ground for planting." The visitor looked anxious.

"I know, everyone is waiting, I won't delay you from digging the ground." Mr. Wang said slowly and angrily.

"We've already negotiated the deal, how can we not be in a hurry." The visitor sighed.

The face full of vicissitudes of life turned into a smile again: "Borrow a cow, as agreed, and feed it a liter of beans a day."

"With a new plow, you really don't need to borrow two oxen. The person who came up with the new plow is very capable." Mr. Wang praised sincerely.

He has been plowing all his life, but he never thought about plowing now.

Not to mention saving materials, the work is faster.

"Who says it isn't? There is also a dustpan for cutting wheat. Someone uses it to cut weeds. If they pick it up, a piece of grass will be scooped into the dustpan."

The visitor then talked about the wheat-cutting artifact, and his cloudy eyes showed his longing for life.

Wang Laoqi said while working: "There are still capable people in the court. Have you ever done a job of harvesting wheat? Not as good as me..."

"No, I asked Blacksmith Feng to make a knife. I can make it myself." The visitor refused. It was easy to cut wheat and it didn't cost any labor.

This is true for Yunyang County, and so is the other 21 counties.

Everyone in Lijiazhuang is ready to harvest wheat today.

There has been enough sunshine in recent days, so the wheat can be harvested two days early.

The ten previous tenants have re-signed the paperwork.

From the original tenant, he became an attached.

They were afraid that Li Yi would not want them anymore after collecting them.

If the adults go to work as tenant farmers, what will happen to their children's studies?

Therefore, he signed a deed of sale and received monthly wages, just like others who followed him.

On the contrary, the stewards, male servants, and maids signed death contracts. The master's family bought them, raised them, and worked for them.

If the master is happy, he will reward them with money.

However, Li Yi gave them several times more money than others.

All of them have a small fortune.

Li Yi held a harvest sacrifice under the arrangement of steward Song De, thanking God and thanking so and so.

Li Yi was in a very good mood. His system page added one, plus one, plus one...

He was very satisfied, adding one was not much, but he added many times.

The total life span is nine thousand five hundred and seventy-eight hours, converted into days, seven hundred and ninety-eight.

With a grateful heart, the sacrifice is completed.

Song De shouted, and the man who could harvest wheat in Zhuangzi took up his magic weapon and opened his pocket with a swish.

Scholars, students, children, people from Zhangjia Village, and people from Huangzhuang next door all gathered around to watch.

The people who bought the soy sauce and asked someone to give it away also followed suit.

Everyone was not very used to it at first, so they took turns.

As you practice, you will find the trick and become more and more comfortable.

Li Yi took the lead.

The onlookers watched, looking for extra artifacts to try and help collect them together.

After half an hour, Li Yi stopped playing because he was tired.

"Any artifact requires hard work. I want a combine harvester." Li Yi muttered and wiped his sweat, his whole body was sticky.

"Proprietor, everyone's rent in Zhuangzi has been collected, and the silks that are not good for Yong are used." Song De waited for Li Yi to stop working and reported in a low voice.

When speaking, Song De's eyes showed a hint of pride.

It is not that he is proud of using poor silk, but that the wheat has not been harvested, and the rent and mediocrity have been easily collected. If he is rich, Zhuangzi is rich.

"I can rest assured that Manager Song will do his job." Li Yi boasted. In fact, he didn't care about mediocrity at all.

Zhuangzi not only makes money from soy sauce, but also from five-spice eggs.

There are still many rich people in Chang'an, and what they eat is not their eggs, but their status.

There are also merchants who buy soy sauce and hard-boiled round eggs and sell them elsewhere.

Yes, spiced tea eggs, Li Yi named them Baibo Round Eggs.

The five thoughts and tea leaves cannot be revealed to anyone. What if others study them based on their names?

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, I have brought people to help you harvest wheat." Li Chengqi's voice came over.

A large group of people brought their own magic weapons to cut wheat and joined in the harvesting process without any instructions.

According to the current manpower, all the wheat can be harvested before dark tonight.

"Thank you, brother. Have you eaten?" Li Yi asked.

"What I was about to say, cut the pig ears into a plate and let's have a drink." Li Chengqi didn't hide it at all.

Li Yi looked up at the height of the sun. There was still a wait until noon. How about drinking now?

So he went back to his kitchen, took out two braised pig ears, cut them into shreds, and mixed them with green onions and chili oil.

Oh, and the coriander that just sprouted from the ground is now called coriander.

After pouring two bowls of good wine with more than 20 degrees of alcohol content, Li Yi frowned and took a sip and said, "Brother, are the arrangements in place in the village properly?"

"Someone will take care of it, I don't need to take care of it." Li Chengqi took a sip of wine and chewed pig ears as he spoke.

After he swallowed it, he said again: "Brother Yi, after harvesting the wheat, it's time to thresh it, right?"

Li Yi understood the purpose of his elder brother asking for help today.

Would like to see hydraulic threshing.

"Brother, it will be early tomorrow morning. My hydraulic threshing can also be used for manual trampling. It requires iron, at least five kilograms of iron per piece, and the rest will be replaced with wood."

Li Yi first made it clear that the stuff was good, but nothing more than scrap metal.

Li Chengqi picked up the pig ears: "How does it compare to the past?"

"Quick, if there are stones to grind livestock at home, they should use stones to grind them and thresh them."

"A household without stones can only be beaten with flails."

"My thing is more than a hundred times faster, but it still needs a wooden shovel."

Li Yi told how everyone handles wheat, and not everyone has stone rollers.

"A hundred times?" Li Chengqi couldn't listen to anything else, and his head was full of a hundred times.

"You'll know when you see it tomorrow." Li Yi didn't want to say more, seeing is believing.

He didn't buy this technology from the system, but he did.

I used to use it at home when I was a child. I would step on it with my feet, hold a handful of wheat in my hand and put it on it without letting go. netｔ Let the equipment break down the grains.

"Okay, I'll get drunk with Brother Yi tonight." Li Chengqi said as if he wouldn't leave at night.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun slowly sets.

People in Zhangjia Village looked at the sky and smiled when they saw the gorgeous sunset. It would still be sunny tomorrow.

All the wheat in the field has been cut and piled up in sheaves.

The cooking cakes for lunch are long gone, and the workers are picking grains and straw sticks from their bodies, washing their hands and preparing to eat.

Meals are always available, available at all hours.

The cooking women worked three shifts. When any dish was gone or there was less rice, she would cook the food and put it in the trough for others to eat.

The most sumptuous dinner was braised pork with stewed tofu and no vegetables.

Steaming millet rice, fried salted fish and black bean sauce.

Put out the wild vegetable and egg soup and serve it as you like.

This is not something done exclusively today, it belongs to Zhuangzi’s daily routine.

If you have money, you can buy pigs, beans, and fish, but you don't have time to fish in the Bashui River. You are too busy.

Then Zhuangzi promoted surrounding industries. People in each village dug delicious wild vegetables and fished and sent them to Zhuangzi to sell.

Seeing the food, the workers don't feel tired. How could they have dared to think about eating so well every day?

"Guan Yi, what happened to your arm? Why didn't you tell me? Let's go find the proprietor."

During the meal, a woman who was helping with the dishes saw a man with bleeding arms and a hole in his clothes.

Drag him directly to Li Yi's house.

The person being dragged smiled bitterly: "I'm eating, I'm afraid of disturbing the proprietor. I want to wait until we finish eating."

"What did the proprietor say? If you are injured or injured, you must tell him immediately. You are disobedient and dare to speak out." The woman scolded.

Several others followed.