Chapter 886: 1 Call for Everyone to Come

Yuzhou, Changze County, Xiaquan Village.

When I got up early in the morning, the old man who was grazing with his child watched the sixteen goats nibbling the tender grass that grew in spring.

The sixteen goats are the family's greatest wealth, and they rely on them for their livelihood.

If there are no other special circumstances, there will be more than twenty goats by next year.

Including the sheep that were sold in exchange for salt and grain, then they can marry a daughter-in-law for the child's uncle, the old man's third son.

The old man has planned to give away half of the sheep and let the child raise the rest. When the child grows up, he will have more sheep and find a better daughter-in-law.

For the old man, having offspring and the offspring marrying a daughter-in-law is a hope.

If one generation survives and there is a promising one in any generation, the whole family will be able to survive.

The little kid is looking for food on the small hillside next to him. There are small garlic roots or large folic acid, which can be eaten well.

To the northeast, there are large mountains.

This is a small hill, and there are flat land and depressions between the hills, with weathered sand and partially weathered stones.

In the past, people went to the foot of the hill to fetch water, where there was water gathered from the hill.

The stream was not big, but it was very clear, and sometimes wild animals came to drink.

Now, there is a well in the village, which is a pressure well, connected by bamboo pipes, and tung oil and hemp are used.

The well digger also taught how to repair it. It is very simple, but the pressure is low, and the water from the deep water cannot be pumped up.

With the well, the villagers dug out some land next to it and planted beans.

It is difficult to plow the land for wheat, and there is not enough water for rice.

Beans are easy to take care of, and the bean seedlings can be used to feed sheep, and the beans can be exchanged for money.

Of course, vegetables still need to be planted, and sorghum and millet will be planted in a few days, and they can be cooked and eaten.

There is an artificial canal two feet wide and one foot deep next to the old man.

It was dug out by the villagers after the well was dug. A layer of small stones was laid underneath and the surrounding area was piled high.

At this moment, water was flowing in the canal. It was obvious that someone was pumping water. The canal would fork, and at the fork was the puddle dug by each family for farming.

When someone in the village wanted to water their own land, they would pump the well, and the water would flow everywhere, filling other people's pits.

The villagers took turns to pump the well, taking advantage of a little and suffering a little, it didn't matter.

The people who came to dig the well didn't ask for money, but just said that if a team came in the future, they couldn't stop them from pumping water.

The kid seemed to have a good harvest. He grabbed a handful of dogtail acid and folic acid in his hand and ran over on the hillside.

"Grandfather, Grandfather, I'll give you some to eat. I've eaten it." The kid put the things in his hand at the old man's feet as if to take credit.

After shouting, he ran to the canal, washed his face and hands with water first, and then drank the water.

The old man squinted his eyes, as if he felt that this moment was all the happiness in his life.

Then his squinting eyes widened again, he stood up and looked into the distance, there were many people there, as well as horses, mules, and donkeys.

The speed of the team's march... was faster than that of normal people.

"The old man above, is this Xiaquan Village?" The shouting voice echoed in the mountains.

The old man looked at himself, then squinted at the team, he felt that the other party should not be able to find him.

But he was sure that the other party was calling him.

He took a deep breath: "Yes~~ Where are you from?"

"I am the county magistrate Qu Zhi, the county magistrate, call your village chief Guo Shou to find someone to work and plant ginger." Someone shouted back from the other side.

"No one, busy, you plant it yourself, who are you planting ginger for?" The old man refused directly.

You are the county magistrate, so you are the county magistrate. I don't expect you to eat and drink, and you dare to collect rent from us? This broken place, nothing grows.

"Grow it for Lijiazhuang."

"Which Lijiazhuang?"

"Lijiazhuang in Bashui, Chang'an."

"Wait, there are people, no rush~~~" After the old man shouted, he handed the whip of the sheepherder to the kid, and walked quickly towards the village.

He didn't care how much harm his inconsistent answers would cause to the county magistrate.

He hurried back to the village and shouted: "People from Lijiazhuang in Bashui came to plant ginger, looking for help, go quickly, every family needs people."

There were only thirty households in the village, all with the surname Guo. When they heard the old man shouting, they came out of their homes one after another, and the people who pressed the water stopped.

"Take something, how can you plant ginger without something to dig the ground." Someone called out.

Everyone took a shovel made of wood and a hoe tied with stone pieces, and some simply took a wooden shovel with a short handle.

A man about the same age as the old man held a hen's wing in his hand: "Let's go, we drink other people's water and have to work for them."

One person from each family, a total of thirty people, they set off with tools.

The well was dug in the name of Lijiazhuangzi. When they arrived at the county, they had also heard about Lijiazhuangzi.

They even had a few redemption coupons for Lijiazhuangzi in their hands, but it was a pity that they were too far away and could not see the owner of Lijiazhuangzi.

When a group of people rushed to the foot of the mountain, the team had not arrived yet.

Everyone gathered together to chat, talking about why Lijiazhuangzi came so far to grow ginger.

Two quarters of an hour later, the "troops" in front arrived, reached into their pockets and took out a few pieces of maltose wrapped in rough paper and stuffed them into the hands of the little kid.

"Thank you very much, there are a lot of ginger to plant, 30 coins per person per day, everyone is working hard." The person who gave the candy to the child smiled and said to the villagers.

"What? Give money? No, no, no, no money, I'm idle anyway." Village Chief Guo Shou waved his hand hurriedly and refused the money.

The other villagers nodded, no, although 30 coins were very tempting.

"You can't do it without money. It will take several days to plant. You don't have enough manpower, so we found someone else. One hundred acres of land."

The people in Lijia Village knew why. People from other villages along the way said they didn't want money.

They thought that since they drank the well water, they should help.

"That doesn't cost money either. It's just a matter of a few days." Guo Shou refused again.

"There are also watermelon seedlings to plant, thousands of acres. I rely on you to take care of them on weekdays. I will pay you. When they are ripe, you can choose the good ones to eat when you are thirsty."

The people in Lijia Village proposed another crop.

Guo Shou didn't dare to refuse again. The workload was too heavy. He was just thinking whether the money was too much.

Thirty cents a day when planting, and you don't need that for taking care of them. Six or seven cents a day is more profitable than planting by yourself. UU看书www． uukanshu.net

We'll talk about it after planting. I will give five cents a day to each person. I will definitely take good care of them.

The kid didn't care whether the adults wanted money or not. He peeled off the candy wrapper, ate the glutinous rice paper wrapped with maltose first, and then held the maltose in his mouth and couldn't bear to chew it.

After waiting for a while, a large group of people arrived, including people from other villages in Changze County.

"I am the county magistrate Qu Zhi." A man in his thirties came over, panting, and found the target, the village chief Guo Shou.

"It's Qu Mingfu." Guo Shou only proved one sentence, nothing else.

His Xiaquan Village didn't pay rent at all, there was no rent to pay, and the area north of the Great Wall didn't expect the county government to help.

In this case, does it matter to us whether you are the county magistrate or not?

Qu Zhi opened his mouth and nodded, yes, I am the county magistrate, that... let the people in Lijiazhuangzi tell you.

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