Late Qing Dynasty Executioner

Chapter 95 Threshing Millet

the next day.

One has to say that Lao Piao's physique was incredibly strong. After a big meal and a night's rest, when Chen Gu saw him again, he had become full of energy again.

"Young Master, let's go and get the leather back first, and then we'll go get you that oil!" Early in the morning, Lao Piao ran to the backyard of Zhongyi Hall and called Chen Gu.

Although Chen Gu was anxious about the gasoline issue, he could not invest too much manpower and material resources for the time being. He opened the door and walked out, saying to Lao Piao: "Just find a few brothers to get the leather back. There is no rush for the oil issue."

"Why? I see that you seem to value oil very much?" Lao Piao asked puzzledly.

“Because of the autumn harvest!”

Food is the most important thing in the world. During the rice harvesting these days, except for the necessary personnel left behind, Chen Gu required all the workshops and soldiers to help with threshing.

The sun has been particularly strong these days, and the millet has matured very quickly. If we don't harvest it quickly, some of the grains will fall into the fields if we wait a few more days.

What is even more worrying is rain. A heavy rain may destroy half of the grains. If it rains for several days in a row, it will be even more disastrous. Even if the grains are harvested, they may sprout because they are not dried in time, and then a year's hard work will be ruined.

"We are bandits, but we are not robbers. I hope you will think of yourself as a soldier, a soldier, a soldier of the people.

Under the leadership of Yunhua, all the soldiers and craftsmen ran away. They would be dispersed to various villages in Fobao, and then the managers of each village would be dispersed to each household. As for what to do specifically, it would depend on the needs of each household.

I hope that you can kill the enemies on the battlefield, and help the people with their work when you put down your swords and guns, because you come from the ordinary people.

After dealing with Lao Piao, Chen Gu came to the threshing ground, walked onto the bamboo platform, looked at the team below, and raised his hand to salute, which was a military salute in later generations.

The kitchen team is responsible for the workshop, the baggage camp is responsible for delivering meals to the fields, and the rest of the soldiers and craftsmen go to the fields. Remember that you are going to help, and you must listen to the advice of the host. Let's go!"

Chen Gu did not say too many motivational words or great truths. At present, these soldiers were still illiterate soldiers who only knew how to follow orders. The reason they were obedient was only because Chen Gu provided them with food, clothing and salary. As for things like honor and faith, these had to be built up slowly.

But Chen Gu was not in a hurry. Many things had to be cultivated slowly, especially the spiritual things which could not be rushed. However, Chen Gu believed that he could cultivate an army with faith.

Therefore, Chen Gu did not dare to be careless at all. Whether it was soldiers or craftsmen, they all rushed to harvest the rice.

Now that the autumn harvest is approaching, the training will be suspended for a few days to help the people harvest the rice in the fields.

At the beginning of the Chen hour, which was seven o'clock, the sun was already very high. All the soldiers and craftsmen gathered at the threshing ground, waiting for Chen the Executor's arrival.

Even in the future when technology is advanced, farming still depends on God's will. If there are droughts or floods, the production will also be reduced, let alone in this era.

Because Chen Gu himself is practicing it.

Next to the Fobao Market, there are four to five hundred acres of riverside fields on both sides of the Dacao River. It is the best farmland in the entire Fobao. Not only is it right next to the market town, but it is also very flat. It is also on both sides of the Dacao River so there is no shortage of water.

These fields were previously left by the Bian family for the management to cultivate, but now they are cultivated by the village itself. Chen Gu is also harvesting the rice in the river dam fields with his old brothers in the village.

Chen the assassin cut four or five bunches of rice into a handful, and put three handfuls together to make a handful.

After bringing the skins back, Lao Piao also came to help. After Lao Piao put the wooden bucket into the bucket frame, he surrounded it with a high fence and dragged it into the field. He picked up handfuls of rice stalks that Chen Gui had cut with both hands and tried them out. He grinned and said, "My hands are big, you can cut a few more and add them in."

"Okay!" Chen Gu said without turning his head, and then added another handful.

Lao Piao gently held a handful of rice, raised it high and slammed it hard on the bucket frame. Immediately, the grains flew everywhere, many of which splashed onto the mat and bounced back into the bucket. After the hit, he shook his hands a few times as he bounced up, shook all the grains into the bucket and smashed it down again. After three consecutive hits, the handful of rice was smashed clean.

Lao Piao was very skilled at threshing grain. He was very strong and agile. Chen Gu had trouble keeping up with him and had to call two people to help.

It took three people two hours to harvest almost one acre of land, and Lao Piao finished it by himself. Then he pulled the bucket to the edge of the field, took out the bucket frame, and used a scoop to fill the rice inside. In the end, he filled the large basket with one carry-on.

"Just this much?" Chen Gu asked in surprise.

"It's already pretty good. These two baskets of mine are specially made and can hold more than 400 kilograms. After drying, they can hold at least 300 kilograms. This year is a good year!" Lao Piao said with a happy smile.

A good harvest is always a joy.

Chen Gu really wanted to laugh at Lao Piao for being a country bumpkin. More than 300 kilograms per mu was considered a good harvest?

One thousand three hundred kilograms is about right.

But since Lao Piao said it was a good harvest, then it should be a good harvest in this era.

But the output is really low!
Lao Nian beside him also nodded and said with a smile: "This year is indeed very good. With the more than 100 kilograms of regenerated rice, the entire Fobao may harvest 40,000 to 50,000 dan of grain, enough for our 3,000 to 4,000 people to eat for two years."

As long as there are no corrupt officials collecting heavy taxes, the people can live a good life even with such low production. Fortunately, people in this remote mountain area of ​​Fobao don't have to worry about being exploited by the government.

As for the future, there is no need to worry about it. Chen Gu didn't have to pay much tax at all. Strictly speaking, Fobao was actually in Hejiang at that time. If people from Hejiang dared to collect taxes, Chen Gu would not only not pay it, but would also keep them and make them work like slaves for a few days before sending them back.

After Chen Gu harvested one acre of land, the sun had become scorching, but it was not time to harvest yet. After drinking a bowl of porridge, eating an egg and some cold dishes, everyone continued to work in the fields.

The work was not finished until noon, which was almost twelve o'clock. After going home to have lunch, I would take a nap for two or three hours. After getting up, I would eat some porridge and then go to the fields under the scorching sun. If I felt hungry, I would eat porridge, and then dry it again.

We didn't finish until it was getting dark. Unfortunately, the moon was not very bright at night, otherwise we could have worked in the moonlight, and it would have been cooler to work at night.

Threshing is so hard.

(End of this chapter)