At the end of Qin, I became a son of the plane

Chapter 80, Wu Jun’s struggle

The next morning.

As soon as Wu Jun and Chen Ping finished breakfast, their yard was crowded with villagers who wanted to join the rebel army and become rural soldiers.

The Shangheli villagers headed by Zhaoyun said: "We want to join the rebel army and become rural soldiers."

The small village of several hundred people in Shanghe could not keep a secret at all. The news that one could divide the fields by joining the army in one night spread throughout Shanghe. The villagers in Shanghe were not worried about dying in battle, but were worried that they would not be able to get a good share of the land. of fields.

"Come one by one!" Chen Ping said.

At the same time, he registered these people one by one and handed over the registered information to Chen Jun. Then he, Wu Jun and Qu Lu discussed dividing the land for these soldiers, and finally handed over the new fish scale book to Chen Jun, so from then on Since the registration of rural soldiers, Chen Ping has been extremely busy, and most of Juntian's tasks are on him.

Wu Jun was relatively relaxed. He organized these rural soldiers to conduct queue training, and at the same time used retirement rewards to buy family properties. Chen Ping wanted to return to Chen County, but Wu Jun wanted to stay in Shanghe, so he naturally wanted to integrate In the life of mountains and rivers.

"I have a job here to make money. Now the rebels need a lot of bamboo. A three-foot-long bamboo can be exchanged for 5 pounds of grain. Chen County, which is connected to the Shang River, we cut moso bamboo to make wooden rafts and float them down the river. You can transport moso bamboo to Chen County, and you can earn 100 kilograms of grain by cutting 500 moso bamboo heads. Spring plowing is about to begin, so you can earn more grain and be full before you have the strength to plow the fields." In order to improve himself, Wu Jun in Shanghe Because of his prestige, he approached Li Zheng Qu Lu and wanted to find a job that could earn food for the villagers.

But Qu Lu smiled bitterly and said: "Don't look at moso bamboo as being thinner than a tree. It is still hollow in the middle, but it is much more difficult to cut than a tree. Even if the hatchets in our hands are blunt, it is difficult to cut down a moso bamboo. In order to get some food It’s not cost-effective to dull the hatchet.”

Moso bamboo may not be considered a foot plant, but the toughness and strength of mature moso bamboo are among the best among plants. The strength is about the same as steel, but the toughness is seven to eight times that of steel. It is because of such good strength and toughness that modern people are born. Bamboo reinforced concrete will appear.

Although there were iron tools in this era, most of them were pig iron. If you use the pig iron hatchet of this era to chop mature moso bamboo, there is a high probability that the hatchet will break. Therefore, under normal circumstances, villagers rarely chop moso bamboo to make fire. Even the raw materials for building houses.

Wu Jun said with a smile: "This is easy to do. I'll go to the rebel army to borrow some saws and use the saws to cut the moso bamboo. It won't take much effort to cut the moso bamboo. We will sell the moso bamboo and make money. Then we can pay for the saw." .”

There is no need to pay the monetary cost, as long as some labor force is provided, Qu Lu is moved. The people in Shanghe are short of money and food, but they are not short of strength. They can exchange the bamboo in the forest for food. This is a big deal for them. Good thing.

Wu Jun continued: "We rebels have a lot of good things, such as wheelbarrows that can transport goods, iron sickles, and curved shaft plows that can be pulled by human power, all of which are needed by our farmers."

"A curved shaft plow? Is it the kind of plow that can open up wasteland without the need for an ox?"

Although the Quyu plow has not become popular, it has begun to spread in a small area in Chen County. Everyone knows that there is a very powerful plow that can be pulled by human hands, and clearing wasteland is as easy as plowing the fields.

"This is a good thing made by my general. I originally wanted the Qin court to promote it, but it's a pity that these corrupt officials can't see the goodness of our farmers and took advantage of it. They didn't promote the Quyuan plow at all, but I The rebels have already built a lot, and they will prepare to open up wasteland and cultivate fields with curved shaft plows in the spring."

"This corrupt official deserves to die!" Qu Lu also scolded him. Even an honest man like Qu Lu was angry when farmers like them were not allowed to use the Quyuan plow, a magical agricultural tool.

"Chief Wu Ting, go and borrow a saw. I will arrange for the young people in the village to try cutting down 100 moso bamboos first."

Shangheli is not far from Chenjun. Wu Jun took Qu Huai and Zhaoyun to the county seat and borrowed 10 saws. Then he went to the military camp to take a look at his comrades, and at the same time let Qu Huai and Zhaoyun see Wu Jun's connections.

In the afternoon, Wu Jun took the two of them back to Shanghe. The next day, Wu Jun took 30 young men to the bamboo forest outside Shang River. Ten people sawed bamboo, while Qu Lu led others to cut off the branches and carry the bamboo to the Shang River.

More than 30 people worked hard all morning and sawed off 135 moso bamboos. Then Qu Lu led people to tie these moso bamboos into bamboo rafts. Wu Jun led 10 young men, with the expectation of the entire Shangheli villagers, taking the bamboo rafts to Chen. county.

In the afternoon, Wu Jun came back with a wheelbarrow transporting 675 kilograms of grain.

There was a sudden commotion throughout the mountains and rivers, and the villagers were excited around the grain on the wheelbarrow.

At this time, Wu Jun said to the excited villagers: "I should have repaid the money for the saw first, but I thought that I would have to eat before I could work, so I brought the food back first, and those who had contributed came to share the food. "

So the villagers who contributed went to their homes to get bamboo baskets. Under the envious eyes of other villagers in Shanghe, each villager who contributed was given 30 kilograms of grain.

The villagers who did not contribute this time were extremely envious when they saw Qu Huai and other villagers who contributed. 30 kilograms of grain could be worth their rations for several days. They thought that cutting down moso bamboo was a corvee effort by the rebels. Qu Huai and others They were all deceived by Wu Jun into becoming civilian husbands.

The inner thoughts of these villagers are also very simple. For thousands of years, they have never brought their own dry food when doing things for the government. They may even risk their lives. It is impossible to get benefits from the government.

But now the real food has indeed shattered their three views, making the people in the merchant family realize for the first time that the rebel army and the government of Qin are completely different. This government will release food to them, the people. .

Seeing that there were still 75 kilograms of grain left, Wu Jun smiled and said: "With this little grain to cook, all of us will have a big meal to celebrate."

"Okay!" All the villagers laughed.

At this time, a villager asked anxiously: "Mr. Wu Ting, we also want to join tomorrow. I don't know if it is possible."

You can earn 30 kilograms of grain a day. This is a high-paying job. If you chop for a month, you can earn several stones of grain, which is equivalent to the family's rations for several months. Villagers who have not yet joined the bamboo cutting team are worried that Wu Jun and others will not let them join. , after all, no one knows how much bamboo the rebels will want. In their memory, moso bamboo is everywhere in the wild and is worthless.

Wu Jun smiled and said: "Of course, the rebels are open to purchasing moso bamboo, and even after cutting down the moso bamboo, the rebels still need trees, firewood, and even rattan, so everyone doesn't have to worry about not earning food."

Chen Ping, who was still writing the fish scale book in Shangheli, saw the high-spirited Wu Jun and exclaimed: "The rebels are really crouching tigers, hidden dragons. A small pavilion chief has the ability to gather people's hearts in a few days."

Chen Ping, who originally wanted to run away, decided to stay with the rebels for a while.

　Many people say there is no paper, but I started making paper after I wrote the protagonist and arrived in Chenjun. The earliest military documents were written on paper.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)