Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 165

In May, it is the time when the grass in the wilderness is luxuriant. It is located in the Lone Bamboo Manor surrounded by mountains.

On the bank of the stream that originally ran through Guzhu, with the efforts of Zhao Xi and the craftsmen in the village, a waterwheel and a water-powered mill were erected.

Although the number was small, actually seeing such wooden objects being assembled and rotating under the power of water still attracted bursts of cheers from the farmers.

Half-year-old children wearing trousers can watch the water wheel all day long, and regard treading the water wheel as a fun activity.

In the fields of Qianmo, farmers are busy in the fields. On the ridges of the fields are placed water cans and small packets of multigrain rice balls or other items sent by the children of the family.

One after another, strong cattle were walking on the road.

The cattle herders were wearing short brown cloth clothes and had short hair that was just starting to fuzz.

They were originally Hu herders. Not long after they arrived in Guzhu, Gongsun Yan ordered his soldiers to herd them into a group.

Those who are willing to take off their lice-infested sheepskins, shave off their braids, and learn Chinese can get a new set of clothes and shoes and live in the manor as a craftsman instead of a slave.

Originally, Gongsun Yan had made a plan to see if there would be any trouble.

What she didn't expect was that in this era, the Han people didn't care much about the glory of their country, the world, and the nation, let alone the fierce Hu people.

These barbarian herdsmen chose to shave off their braids without any hesitation.

In fact, the hair of most Hu slaves had already grown thickly and could be tied up in a Han bun.

But Gongsunyan insisted on going through the trouble, asking them to experience the feeling of a razor sliding across their scalps, watching their braids fall off and then be gathered together and burned.

In addition to such carefulness, she also mixed Han herders and Hu herders to live together, instead of being in contact with each other as before.

Of course, those in charge of the security of this area are also tough soldiers selected from the army.

There is no equal treatment here. Although malicious bullying is not allowed, people who speak Chinese better will receive better treatment and more opportunities to recruit workers.

It is obviously impossible to see the results of such an arrangement in just one or two months.

But compared with the initial rejection, the villagers no longer show any special panic or aggressive behavior when they see these short-haired barbarians.

This is what Gongsun Yan needs.

A strong cattle swung its tail and passed by a farmer sitting on the edge of a field drinking water.

The herdsman driving the cattle had a profound face. As usual, he nodded to the farmer as he passed by.

As usual, he didn't even get a look.

But this herdsman is happy. Compared with the days when he was kept as a slave like cattle and horses, there is nothing wrong with being neighbors with these indifferent Han people.

Today, the village wall on the manor side was recruiting people again. He had to go back quickly, settle the owner's cattle and horses, and then go to recruit workers.

Thinking like this, he was so happy that he wanted to open his mouth and sing a tune, but suddenly stopped.

The barbaric tunes here will attract hostility. As the steward said, like their original barbaric habits, they are garbage that should be completely forgotten.

Thinking of this Hu man, the herdsman recalled the songs spoken by the Han people, and clumsily learned to hum them.

The song was heard intermittently far away. The farmer in Tianlang Mountain paused with his hand holding the water can, and then glanced at the retreating cattle from a distance.

Subtle changes like this happen everywhere in Lone Bamboo.

In Lulong County, something is also happening quietly.

"We're recruiting!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a county soldier banged the gong in his hand with a drumstick wrapped in red cloth.

The loud sound made his own eardrums hurt.In fact, he might have needed to do this to attract the attention of the crowd a few days ago, but now he only needs to stand in front of the notice board erected in front of the inner gate of the government office, and a large number of people have already gathered around him.

"Chief, where are you recruiting workers in the county today?"

"Is it the city wall or the government office?"

A group of civilians with families and families asked all kinds of questions.

They are all residents of Lulong County. Different from the farmers who make a living by farming outside the city, most of them walk around the streets and make a living by helping workers in the city and doing small businesses.

They didn't believe it at first when the county recruited workers under the pretense of daily settlement of wages.

The former county king was such a greedy person. Three feet of land in Lulong County was wiped off.

I heard that the new county king was a very brave warrior and defeated Aduna who had been entrenched in Lulong for several years. The people in Lulong County generally had a good impression of this new county king.

However, it is generally not optimistic.

Make bricks without straw.

Until an ordinary day after the Dragon Boat Festival, truckloads of grain and fodder arrived from outside the city.

Some said it was grain and grass allocated by Lingzhi Gongsun's family, while others said it was shipped from Guzhu Manor.

Some people also say that the county king attacked the city and cleared out the seizures of several arrogant and cunning people.

Opinions vary, but one thing is certain.

Many of them have never seen so much food.

The grain trucks carrying grain enter from the west gate, unload the grain and grass into the empty granary in the county, and then exit from the south gate, repeating the cycle for several days.

Many residents also got their first temporary job at that time - unloading grain and grass, and carrying these heavy bags of grain into granaries for storage.

Those who participate in the work will be paid their wages on the same day.

This is not plain money used to fool people, but grain bags brought directly from the granary, and wheat grains or millet weighed with wooden buckets on site, real hard currency.

When the first batch of men who participated in transporting grain returned home carrying rice grains in their pockets under their robes, Lulong County exploded into a ball like a hot oil pan dripping with cold water.

This food transportation activity lasted for several days.

There was no fraud or deprivation, and the workers who participated in the work were able to carry the rice they had worked so hard for on the hem of their robes that day and go home with a full meal.

At this time, no one was questioning the authenticity of the job recruitment. Many people got up early to compete for the limited number of work positions.

Since there are quotas issued by the government to each village, there are so many residents in the county that everyone is vying for job opportunities.

"Quiet."

"Quiet!!"

Seeing people rushing over, the chief here angrily banged the gong several times before telling them to quiet down.

"If you keep making any more noise, I won't stop posting!" Li Chang roared angrily, veins bulging in his temples.

The threat from the chief was extremely intimidating, and people fell silent one after another. Those who still wanted to make a noise without regaining consciousness were slapped in the face by the people around them.

Seeing that the crowd finally calmed down, the mayor put the gong and drumstick under his arm and carefully took out two snow-white announcements from his sleeve.

From the broken bowl placed in the lower right corner of the bulletin board, I dipped some rice paste into it and stuck the notice on the bulletin board.

Next to this announcement is the county's official document stating that infanticide, infanticide and murder are the same crimes.

(End of this chapter)