Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 2543

  Most of the recruited Jie Ding had never seen Zhou Man, the village owner, and some people happened to be at the market that day, so they met her.

  Many people stopped their movements and secretly raised their heads to look at her.

  Man Bao looked at the process and was very satisfied. She went to see the food. On Friday, Lang said, “The staple food is steamed buns and pancakes. Three meals a day, every meal has some meat.”

  There is not a lot of meat, just to ensure that they have the oil and water. Wushu Lang has been making purchases for his own restaurant, and he can buy many bones without meat every day. After the soup is simmered, some vegetables are blanched. The taste is also very good.

   Mainly he is willing to put salt.

There is salt, there is strength, not to mention he still has meat. The dissatisfaction in the heart of the recruited worker has dissipated early, and after thinking about it, I think it is also very good to serve the villager. I will work for ten days now, and wait until the autumn harvest. When the agricultural slack ends, there will be ten more days, and this year's labor time will be full.

  Serving the county government, the food is not as good as it is now.

  Man Bao has seen it and was very satisfied, and said to Wu Wu Lang: "If the money is not enough, you can ask Lijun to get it. You can have more meat."

  Frirang nodded in response.

Man Bao stepped forward to watch the soldiers build the road. Seeing that they all stopped their movements, she nodded to them slightly: "I know that spring ploughing is coming soon. You all have some opinions about serving at this time. It's also because For this, I deliberately and Xun county magistrate selected three hundred servants. We will be responsible for this section of the road. We will repair it separately from the top, the middle and the bottom. It can definitely be repaired in ten days."

She said: "After the road is completed, the eggs, vegetables, fish and shrimp caught in the river can be sent to the new city in the shortest time. These items may not be sold in the market, and they may only be replaced. Very cheap things, but in the new city, you can sell them at higher prices."

   "Not to mention that after the road is completed, more scholars and businessmen will come and go between Beijing and Yongzhou. Then, you can make money by selling some steamed buns at a stall on the roadside."

  The servants were stunned, and one couldn't help asking: "The town owner, the roadside branch, who buys these things?"

   "Yes, can't they buy it in Yongzhou and Jingcheng?"

  Man Bao looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, and said melancholy: “In this world, there will always be people who get up late for some reason, and then miss the time to eat breakfast...”

  Bai Shanren smiled and just said that it’s okay to sleep late?

  The Yards listened very carefully. This passage is a bit complicated. Although I don’t understand it, the clever Yards have already considered them. When the road is repaired and they are busy with spring ploughing, they will make steamed buns and give them a try.

  If you can’t sell it, just keep it at home.

  Man Bao finished his speech, and everyone's enthusiasm rose again, and he started to work more vigorously.

  The landlord is right. She doesn't take this road very often, but they do it often. This road was built for them.

Man Bao nodded with satisfaction. After getting on the horse, he went to the next section. After a short run, there were a hundred people. There was only the foreman. He had seen the movement there a long time ago. As soon as Zhou Man arrived, he immediately ran up. Salute, "The villain pays homage to the landlord."

  Man Bao dismounted and said with a smile: "Get up, how are you doing this section of the road?"

He has been a foreman for many years, and this is the first time he has seen a villager come to check the quality of the road, but he also has experience, and immediately led people to the pavement that they had just repaired for Zhou Man to see. One layer was paved with stones and yellow mud on top. We rolled the stones back and forth twice, and the road was crushed tightly. If you don't believe it, you will know by stomping."

  Man Baocai is not stomping, she took the horse and walked on the road, and found that there was not much dirt raised up, so she nodded with satisfaction, okay, the dirt is not very loose, it can hold up for a few years.

  General government roads have to be repaired every few years.

  Bai Shan poked the road with his toes, and nodded, and Man Bao went forward to see them laying stones and loess.

  Man Bao has seen it and asked: "Where did you come from this soil?"

  The foreman said: “Half was dug from the expanded road surface, and the other half was dug from the side of the ditch according to the commander’s instructions.”

  This way, a ditch can be opened by the way.

  Man Bao nodded in satisfaction, and asked: "How many years have the ditches in the nearby villages been closed?"

   "It's been three or four years," the foreman said: "There are large water conservancy projects, and the Huangzhuang side needs to be labored every year, so the ditches and water conservancy projects here are out of turn."

  Man Bao was taken aback, "Is Huangzhuang also serving in the county?"

   "Yes," the foreman said with a pleased smile: "That's the emperor. Your majesty wants to hire people. How can the county grandfather refuse?"

  The emperor didn’t bother to care about such things.

  Man Bao felt that she had to talk to Mingda later, and she couldn’t rob her.

  But the last time I passed by Huangzhuang, there were not many people inside. In other words, what should they do when they encounter spring ploughing?

  Mingda was also worrying about manpower at this time, Zhou Man and the people of Xun County magistrate were all moving, and Mingda realized that there was a shortage of manpower in her imperial residence.

  Don't even talk about spring plowing, even the servants who built the road this time can't get it out.

  She couldn’t help asking the bitter-faced Huang Zhuang manager, “Where did you guys come from for spring ploughing and autumn harvesting in previous years?”

  "The servants and tenants in the Zhuangzi will do it first, and then the county will send some people to help."

  Mingda asked: "Calculate the service order?"

   "Yes, calculation service order."

  Mingda couldn’t help asking, “But isn’t the launching order to avoid spring ploughing and autumn harvest?”

"Oh my princess, our imperial village draws the servants for spring plowing and autumn harvest. If we avoid them, then what do we draw for the servants?" The steward said: "They have been able to work for the royal family in a few lifetimes. Fortunately, it’s too late for them to be grateful."

   Bai Erlang on the side looked at him and asked: "Did you settle the wages for Yiding?"

  Otherwise, how could they be grateful?

   "No," Huangzhuang manager said boredly: "Sir, I have never heard that conscripts have to pay wages."

  Why is that grateful? "Is that your food is good?"

  "They bring their own dry food."

  Hey, Bai Erlang was taken aback. This is not even comparable to the county government’s service order.

  Shirajiro became interested and touched his chin to think, so are they really grateful or fake? Or is it just a matter of your own imagination?

  Mingda became curious too, and couldn’t help asking, “Does the imperial village have to be transferred to the army if there is insufficient manpower?”

"Yes, it has been the same in all dynasties and dynasties," the Huangzhuang steward seemed to have noticed something, and quickly explained: "His Royal Highness, our magnanimous majesty did not let them directly enter the imperial house, but only transfers the officers. If it was the previous dynasty, Which piece of land that Emperor Ai fancy is directly circled, and all the people in it have become royal."

   "But it is their blessing to be able to eat royal food."

  Shirajiro:...

  It is Mingda, a royal person who thinks this is very unreasonable. Who is a good citizen who does not do it, and thinks it is a blessing to be a slave?

  　See you at nine in the evening

  (End of this chapter)