Reborn Farmhouse: She counterattacks with a drag oil bottle

With the opening of the sickles in Xiaya Village, the autumn harvests in other towns and villages in Yong'an County have also begun.

In the manor field to which Su Jinxiu belonged, Yang Laoshi and Zhuo Er led the staff to work in the middle of the night from the fifth watch.

In view of the fact that the autumn harvest is a labor-intensive labor, Su Jinxiu ordered the staff cafeteria to add meals, and the chicken, duck and fish should be enough for them to eat. They must not be harsh, but they must not be wasted.

All of a sudden, the aroma of food from Su's farm filled the entire Xiaya Village. The retail investors smelled the smell of food that could arouse greedy worms. The watery soup and watery meals from bird droppings made me even hungrier, and my body lost much energy.

Sigh... If I had known this, I should have listened to the words of Mr. Cunzheng's father, Mr. Li, and merged his own land into the Qingxiu county lord's farm.
If he hadn't been so stubborn back then, and didn't listen to the Yang family's secret instigation, and put his own farm into the Qingxiu County Lord's farm, today he would not only have meat to eat, but also distribute money according to his work, and distribute food equally. Although the family will not be filthy rich, it is not enough to watch others eat hot and spicy food.

"Li Dakunzi, why are you pondering over there with a sickle in your hand when you're not working? What? Why, the crops in this field, if you look at them, they will fall by themselves?" Someone teased the remorseful farmer .

This Li Dakunzi is a distant relative of Li Chunhe, the village chief. When Li Chunhe came to persuade him to take a stake in Su's farm, he even yelled at Li Chunhe with vicious words.

What did he say at the beginning?He said, you want to take advantage of Lao Tzu?Use Lao Tzu as a slave?Go ahead and make your spring and autumn dreams, I'm not stupid, so I won't be fooled by you.

At that time, he said it categorically, which gave Li Chunhe a shame.

The results of it?Now the fact is that as long as the people who have entered the shares of Qingxiu County's main farm, they have made money, and they have a smiling face all day long, and they have long since lost the bitterness and hatred of the past.

Li Dakunzi regretted so much, when he heard someone teasing him, he didn't respond with a dark face, bent down, and resignedly competed with the scarce crops in his own field.

In Xiaya Village, there are still many families like Li Dakunzi who look at their fields and regret it.

Within a few days, something that made these people's intestines green with regret happened again.

It turned out that Mr. Li and the members of the old autumn protection team were really old children. They insisted on threshing the corn that was broken off first to see how much grain one mu of land could produce.

Naturally, Su Jinxiu would not object.

So, Li Cunzheng gathered a group of women and children to eat corn or corn.

Sucking corn is actually artificial threshing.

Su Jinxiu made artificially separated corn cobs for these people...that is, a polished wooden stick, hollowed out in the middle, and installed with a slightly raised, sharp iron-type thing, the pulp placed the corn cobs on a smooth surface. Push and pull down the groove of the wooden stick, and the corn kernels will be peeled out bit by bit.

This is the simplest and most primitive method of threshing corn.

This kind of corn threshing porridge was made by Su's own craftsmen...Gu Haotong and Su Baoming.

They were still making the looms, so they took the time to make more than a dozen of the most primitive corn threshing tools for the women to use.

The women got this "convenient and fast" corn threshing tool, and within a few days of using it, the corn on an acre of land was completely sorted out.

When it was time to weigh, all the villagers flocked to the threshing ground in the backyard of Su's Farm, regardless of the exhaustion of the day after dinner.

Li Cunzheng gathered a few capable young people, first put the corn kernels into bags, and then began to weigh them with a hook scale.

One bag is 200 catties, and there are [-] bags in one mu of land, so the yield per mu should be [-] more than [-] catties.

Su Jinxiu deliberately chose the farm corn grown on the hillside for this mu of land, and didn't use the spirit spring liquid to irrigate it.

Of course, in terms of grooming, she did it meticulously, and she also added a lot of farm manure.

As a result, after everything was weighed, there was a strange scene of silence for a moment in the crowded backyard threshing floor.

All the people, looking at the sacks of golden pearl-like corn kernels and hearing Li Cunzheng's high-pitched voice announcing the weight of the ranch... 120 dan, were so shocked that they seemed to forget to breathe.

120 four loads, converted into catties, is 240 catties...

God, my God, so much?
In the moment of silence, all the people present gave out deafening cheers, and the faces of all the farmers showed unprecedented smiles.

Su Jinxiu also secretly heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.

This hillside land produced such a high yield without special cultivation. It can be seen that the ability of corn to adapt to growth in the Ming Dynasty was beyond imagination.

Originally, Su Jinxiu thought that a yield of [-] jin per mu was not bad, but who would have thought that it would be as high as [-] jin? Such a high yield...isn't it exciting?
"Miss Mistress of the county, this golden corn... has a high yield, we country people don't have to worry about going hungry anymore." Mr. Li Liang and Li were the first to express what was in the heart of the people present.

Although the life of Li Liang's family is relatively affluent, but if this is a famine year, adults and children will have to tighten their stomachs, and eating half full is considered very good.

With tears in his old eyes, Li Liang suddenly knelt down towards Su Jinxiu.

As soon as he knelt, all the people present also knelt down, shouting that the county mistress is a living Bodhisattva, a great Bodhisattva who saves suffering...

Su Jinxiu helped Mr. Li Liang and Li up with his own hands, motioned for everyone to get up and talk, and said, "You don't have to be polite, anyway, I'm also a member of this village, and I can do something for you. Some benefits are also deserved.

However, the high yield of this precious corn is not only due to our good care, but also to His Majesty's blessings and blessings, which made us what we are today, don't you think? "

Everyone calls her the Great Bodhisattva, so where is the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty?Therefore, Su Jinxiu hinted to Mr. Li that His Majesty the Emperor must be enshrined first, so don't say anything wrong.

Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor has a pimple in his heart, can life be easier in the future?
Mr. Li Liang Li is also a shrewd person. When he heard this, he understood it in seconds. Immediately, with endless gratitude on his face, he knelt down in the direction of Kyoto and kowtowed to the Holy Grace. Such good food.

This is the way things are in the world. They wear thousands of clothes, but flattery does not wear them. Therefore, the behavior of the people of Xiaya Village will make His Majesty the emperor feel very happy if they wear them in the palace.

However, the villagers of Xiaya Village didn't know that while they were in full swing, an accident happened to His Majesty the Emperor, which almost killed his old man.

If Song Yuanqing hadn't come to the palace to look for something, if it hadn't been for the little prince Huai Wang Qin Huai who came to the imperial study to look for the emperor's father, the two met the emperor and suddenly caught fire, I am afraid that at this moment, the emperor Qin Lang would kick west and drive away. The crane is gone.