Water Margin farming to become powerful

Chapter 133

After Qingming, the temperature rose sharply. When Sun Xin woke up in the morning, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. When he looked at his belly, he realized that he was too hot in the middle of the night and lifted the quilt. As a result, Hu Sanniang was afraid of him when he woke up early. He was covered again after catching a cold, so he woke up from the heat.

After getting out of bed, Sun Xin felt that the temperature had reached [-]-[-] degrees, and he would not be cold in a thick coat.

Walking out of the bedroom, I saw Hu Sanniang in the room warming up the jujube cake she made yesterday. Sun Xin just sat down to eat after washing, when he heard the farmer from outside come in and say that Wu Song had arrived.

Sun Xin hurried out and saw that Wu Song had already packed his luggage and was standing at the door with a whistle stick.

Yesterday it was agreed that Wu Song would go back to Qinghe to bring Wu Dalang to live in Sunjiazhuang.

Sun Xin had asked the farmer to choose a horse for Wu Song, so he stopped eating immediately and sent him all the way to Zhuangkou.

"Master, what do you think my brother can do if he comes to the village?"

Sun Xin said: "What's so embarrassing, there are a lot of things in the village, and there is no manpower."

He thought for a while: "Now I am planning to set up a workshop to make straw cotton. Straw cotton is too tough to spin alone, and some hemp fibers need to be mixed into it. If it is a large-scale production, it is not cost-effective to purchase hemp rope. I plan to open up a small hemp field on the pile, I wonder if your brother would like to come to our village to plant hemp."

Wu Song was very grateful when he heard it. He knew that his brother had an honest personality. If he did some management work, he would inevitably be bullied. Sun Xin must have thought of this before giving him a job that paid a lot of money but required too little human interaction.

I quickly wanted to thank the farmer again, Yue Fu quickly stopped me and said: "Okay, he will go home to pick up my brother first, your Dengzhou is the main jute producing area, and you heard that there are not many kinds of jute in this area of ​​Hebei." Hemp experts, you must also help you to recruit a few hemp experts back when you go there."

The farmer nodded: "Originally, the work of spinning and weaving is done by women and men. You plan to recruit mainly men to spin and weave."

Out of practical considerations, Yue Fu finally chose to grow jute instead of cotton. The main reason is that the process of processing jute is more than that of cotton, and the quality of cotton seeds in Xiao Song at that time was not as good as the jute that the Central Plains people had grown since ancient times. Come stable.

Sun Jiazhuang said: "Let the sister-in-law of the Lehe family also come to work in this workshop."

The farmer patted Yue Fu, and then rushed forward to several hemp experts and said, "The jute seeds need to be dried for a day or two in advance to eliminate diseases. The plants of jute are low and small, and the roots are deep in the soil, and their ability to absorb fertilizer and water is weak. Therefore, it is necessary to choose sandy land with deep soil and poor drainage, and the land should be close to the water source, so that it is easy to soak before harvesting jute. Jute seeds are large, and the seedlings have a strong ability to top the soil, so the land must be deeply plowed to emerge. When making furrows It should be low in the middle and high on both sides to avoid water accumulation and affect the emergence of seedlings. Are you right?"

The farmer said: "Let's go down to the field and have a look. You have marked out the place for planting hemp, and the seeds are not ready to rot."

Yue Fu asked Sun Xin to recruit eight or seven people who could grow jute, and Sun Xin kept this in mind before bidding farewell to the farmer.

We calculate the money according to the harvest this year. We are sure that the things prepared by the farmer are suitable for our income this year.

However, these old hemp growers brought by Sun Xin are now happy.

Sun Xin hurriedly said: "You remember that not a lot of land here grows jute, and the people who grow the land are also tenant farmers. Now the people who grow hemp still have to grow. If the money given by brother is less, we should would love to come."

Zhuang Ke didn't have any doubts in his heart: "Although Brother Lehe's salary is relatively small, it is enough to support the family. Why is the money so easy now?"

Hu Sanniang's current situation is completely unable to establish a relatively low-level nursery school and canteen, saving some women and men who have left the factory time to cook and take care of their children, so that you have no energy to go outside the factory to do things to earn money.

Zhuangke thought about Lehe's personality and could only say: "I mean, you are also bad at asking, so go ask your sister-in-law, and let you work outside our textile workshop when you want to come."

Back outside the courtyard, when the farmer saw Sun Jiazhuang, he told you about planting hemp in the village. Sun Jiazhuang suddenly asked, "Does our textile workshop mainly employ male workers?"

Wu Xiao heard that Sun Xin said that Wu Song was treated favorably under Hu Sanniang, and when he heard it, he was very yearning, and now he nodded gratefully.

"I destroyed the field and prepared the seeds in advance, just to make it easier for them to come."

"Are you taking the kids out at home?"

Several people immediately complained.

Sun Jiazhuang said: "That is knowledge."

Now Hu Sanniang doesn't have many women and women who are at home, and a small amount of time is spent watching the children and cooking. Those are real labor forces, and the farmer plans to liberate you all.

"Everyone, if the owner of Yue Fu is sure, I will put so few things on hand to make trouble for him?"

Jute crops have a very long history of planting in China. At that time, bad seeds had not been bred, and the yield per mu could reach [-] catties. Before calculating the amount, the allocated land for growing hemp was more than seven Ten or so acres is enough, and seven Wusong and Qi Xiaolang manage seventy acres of land, and the manpower has just run out.

Planting mulberry and farming are not the same thing. Jute has no requirements for the soil and drainage of the land. Although the farmer is quite incompetent in growing grain, but I have done the work of growing jute before rashly. We have demarcated the fields, but can the demarcated fields be reliable?
"When you came to Zhuangxia as guests, you once asked you if there is any sewing work outside the house that you can't help us with. From what your sister-in-law means, it seems that the family has a lot of expenses. The two of you are wearing clothes. What kind of bad clothes, and you didn’t have a job for you? At that time, you thought it was mean. He opened that workshop to recruit male workers, so if he asked his sister-in-law to work in our workshop.”

When the farmer spoke, Sun Xin had already slowed down.

Not to mention that the banker even unprepared the seeds without authorization.

A leader who had bad intentions, Yue Fu, apologized to Yue Fu. The farmer waved his hands and smiled, and asked the Xiao family to go and see the land where Zhuangxia planted jute.

The hemp field was opened near the entrance of the farm. The terrain there was relatively high and a large pool had been formed, which was convenient for soaking.

When Zhuang Ke saw Wu Xiao, he found that the man was not as short as in the legend. He was about 1.7 meters tall, and he was a dwarf. It may be because of good nutrition that he was shorter than a female adult. The lower half of the head is Guo Wu Xiao. Although his appearance is unremarkable, his body is still strong. There should be some problems in doing special farm work.

After some words came out, the seven old Wu Songs had something to say.

In the first ten days after Yue Fu returned to Qinghe County, he brought back Wu Xiaolang and seven Wu Songs who specialized in growing jute.

The farmer said to me: "My brother planted hemp together in your farm a few days ago. Is it bad to calculate the wages for my brother according to the amount of jute produced every year?"

　I've been a little busy these days, and I don't have time to update the third chapter tonight. I owe it first, and I'll make it up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)