Chapter 59: Two points of contribution from the official family

Zhang Xiaobao doesn’t like eating garlic, Wang Juan likes it. Later, the two of them found out that everyone here loves to eat garlic. Some even went to a restaurant and asked if there was any garlic. If there was any, they would leave. If there was no, they would turn around and leave.

During the Chinese New Year, Wang Juan roasted some garlic, which was soft after roasting. It tasted a little spicy in his mouth, and it was more of a fragrance. For the sake of health, Zhang Xiaobao also ate some under Wang Juan's persuasion. After eating, he found that he still didn't like it.

Zhang Xiaobao felt much better about garlic seedlings. He was willing to eat fried food, so he could make soup, and even get some raw grinding teeth.

At Wang Juan's suggestion, the two of them came to their special small courtyard behind. There was a place blocked with cloth. The cloth was sent there to protect Xiangrui last time. It was not thrown away after using it. They were brought back by Song Jinggong, and they could continue to use it.

This is the place where garlic is grown. The garlic is peeled off and not planted into the soil. Instead, it is placed in a shallow trough made of wooden boards. A little fine sand is laid under the trough, and a clove of garlic is placed with a barrier stick, that is, the skin on the outside of the sorghum stalks is worn, and then water is placed.

I made it a few days ago, and buds have emerged these days. Put a stove in the middle of the surrounding area, and a large piece of the garlic sprouts will grow in one day.

"Well, you can eat it. Cutting one tenth of it is enough for the farmers to drink soup at night, add some eggs, add more ginger, and help get rid of the cold. These people are really desperate. The water is so cold, so they mix fertilizers and till they are till the fields. If they don't take good care of each one, they will be sick when they are old."

Wang Juan touched the garlic seedlings with her hands and said with emotion that she was so satisfied with these farmers. She rushed to do work in the village. Today, the more than 6,000 chickens were released, and the farmers followed behind, waiting for the chickens to finish eating the insect eggs buried in the soil in a place. The farmers immediately used some water and the fertilizer to put them into the ground and continued to plow the fields.

When Wang Juan thought of the chicken, he felt very happy. Those chickens had eaten good food. There was no need to worry that the chickens could not be found if they were buried in the soil. They used their claws to dig them there. Not only did the chickens eat them well, but the insect eggs were less, and the soil was looser. Each one grew larger than usual.

There are no insects in winter and earthworms are still breeding. These chickens eat the fish and shrimps that were made from pomegranates, the powder ground from bones and some other coarse grains. It seems that eggs will be laid in the next month, which will be many days earlier than the morning of those six months.

Then, give the eggs to cherries to choose from, hatch chickens for the farmer to raise. In autumn, you won’t have to worry about eggs, and more chickens will appear on the farmer’s dining table.

Zhang Xiaobao fell into deep thought when he heard Wang Juan's words. After a while, he shook his head and sighed and said, "It's a pity that without the technology of dealing with oil, there can't be a rubber tree here, otherwise it would be of great effect to make some water boots for them to wear.

When I was having dinner, I told them that the kang should not be stopped for the fire. When I went back tonight, I would burn my feet with hot water and let the doctor see if there was any health that was not good, so I should treat it as soon as possible."

"Well, I think it's OK. I can find two people to stay in the village, one is responsible for the doctor and the other is responsible for livestock. When the cows are given their baby, they will secretly hide them and keep them without reporting. They will taste good beef at that time."

Wang Juan also agreed and extended it.

After the two of them discussed, one of them took a handful of scissors and started cutting the garlic seedlings. In a short while, they cut out what they wanted to eat today, carried it outside, and then found a servant to send it to the place where they cooked. Next, they had to deal with the wheat and frying stones.

After recruiting Erniu and three people after dinner, Zhang Xiaobao ordered, "Erniu, since you have brought the stones back, we will leave them to you to make them now. I smashed all the stones, picked out the good quality, piled up the others, and told us after they were ready."

"Young Master, don't worry about this. We will do it for you in one go." Erniu nodded and agreed, even though he didn't understand what the stone was used to pull it back.

Waiting for Erniu and the other two to leave, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan began to exercise, and dusk slowly came.

The sun in the west hid at the foot of the mountain, leaving only the red glow everywhere changing with the wind.

In a workshop in Sanshui County, Song Jinggong and Zhou Xihu were waiting for the bend plows to be made. When the number was about the same, Song Jinggong went to the county government to find the county magistrate. This time was very important. It was too early to send it, but not many of them were made here. They made little money and were late. After the spring plowing, they would not be able to use it next year.

"Give me a little faster. The more you make, the more rewards you will get. If you can make two thousand sets of plows before midnight today, I will treat you to midnight snacks tonight."

Zhou Xihu shouted to the more than 200 people who were still busy, and he found these people from all places. The number of masters was small, and even the apprentices of these people were brought together. This made the people who were ploughing in the farms around him so much that they were so angry that they were so angry that they pulled the people there, and when others had plowed, they could not find anyone to repair them.

This is also what Zhou Xihu thinks is good, which is to make those farmers lack plows, otherwise, if he sells the plows to whom he will say it proudly to Song Jinggong.

These craftsmen also knew who Mr. Zhou was. Seeing that he had more money to take and could not offend him, they were all working hard. They knew what they were doing. The apprentices only knew the new plow, but they didn't know how much better this plow was than the usual plow. It was nothing more than the bend of the plow and the other was straight.

But those old craftsmen are not like this. They have made too many things, and they can understand the benefits of some new things by looking at them. When they are making them there, they are still sighing that someone is so smart and has created such a plow. When the plow is used, the farmer will be much more relaxed.

This old craftsman saw that his disciples did not know the benefits of plowing, so he told them while doing it, which was also considered to teach the disciples, and he would tell them the structure of each place, and then talk about what the effect of such an arrangement would be.

The apprentices all opened their eyes and listened, and their hands were not slow. When they finally realized that the curved plow had so many benefits, they all began to worship the people who made the plow. Some could not even suppress their curiosity and turned to ask Zhou Xihu.

Zhou Xihu would never deal with this kind of question. Today, Zhou Xihu was happy and had another deal. When others asked, he answered, but no matter how he answered, he didn't say anything about Zhangjiazhuang. This was Song Jinggong reminded. Of course, Zhou Xihu didn't know who made these things.

By midnight, these craftsmen had actually finished two thousand sets. Zhou Xihu didn't say a word and immediately asked someone to prepare the wine and food, and wanted to entertain the craftsmen.

Song Jinggong said goodbye at this time, and came to the yamen with another originally made chubby plow. He knocked on the door of the backyard and asked the person who was watching the door to report. The person who was watching the door was dozing off. When he saw someone coming in the middle of the night, he wanted to refuse. When he saw that it was Song Jinggong, he ran to report without saying a word. The lord gave the order, no matter when the young master Song came, he would tell him.

When Song Jinggong entered the living room, the county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang had already put on his clothes. He forced his sleepy eyes to sit there waiting. Someone had also soaked the tea. When he saw that Song Jinggong was dragging a heavy thing over today, he asked curiously while yawning:

"Zi Jin, what do you want to do when you get something here at midnight? Come and sit down and have tea. Look at Zi Jin's appearance, it seems that he is not asleep."

County Magistrate Cheng gave Song Jinggong to the chair next to the table. Song Jinggong told him how to do this chair. Originally, he either made a bench or sat on a cushion, which was far less comfortable than this chair.

"Adults are as keen as a kettle. When students arrive, they know that the students are coming for something they hold in their hands. Adults, this is a plow used for cultivated land. Because the shaft is curved, students call it a curved plow. Using this plow to cultivate the land, it is much faster to climb the straight plow, and it makes people easier. Even if it is pulled by people, it will not be much worse than the straight plow pulled by livestock."

Song Jinggong knew that he could not be humble at this time. Can Zhuangzi escape the danger of being collected and get more benefits? The curved plow will play a lot. He believed that County Magistrate Cheng would understand how much political achievements this plow could bring to him.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Jinggong finished speaking, County Magistrate Cheng, who had just sat there firmly, suddenly stood up, staring at this plow he had never seen before, and asked with a trembling voice:

"Zi Jin is really saying this? Isn't it to make me happy? Good guy, it's not much slower to use humans than livestock. That's a great achievement, this credit...?"

"Sir, don't worry, listen to the students slowly. Since the auspiciousness of Sanshui County came out, you have been thinking about it all day and night to get more benefits for the people of Sanshui County. You want all the farmers in Sanshui County to have a good harvest. You are uncomfortable with tea and can't eat food, and you have lost weight.

Heaven moves forward, and gentlemen should strive for self-improvement. Because of your efforts, you finally thought that if you want to harvest well in autumn, you need to do spring plowing well. You know that it is too late to work on seeds, so you have to find some places to improve on the arable land.

The heavens pay off. The adults' hair turned whiter. Finally, I thought that to figure out what happened when farming, I had to find people who worked on the ground. So you found a farmer. Under your guidance, the farmer's farmer suddenly became enlightened.

After several days of thinking, I finally made the curved plow that the adult wanted, and then verified it in the field. The merchants praised the adults for their greatness. The students brought one to the adults at the request of the merchants. Adults, see, what other aspects need to be improved?"
Chapter completed!