"That's too much!"

"It's really too much!"

As soon as Zhao Feng's subordinates approached the tent, they heard their general murmuring something inside. Although the words were angry, his tone did not sound angry. He calmed down with relief and was about to make a report when Zhao Feng came from inside the tent. Voices of dissatisfaction...

"Come in! Are you outside drinking the northwest wind?"

The confidant officials opened the curtain in a funny manner.

He joked: "I just heard the general saying that 'it's too much to bully others', but that Mr. Shen has given you another problem?"

The cold wind howled outside.

It was warm inside the tent.

Zhao Feng was even more carefree and shirtless - brave warriors are so willful and have first-class anti-freezing ability - sitting on the spacious temporary bed, the wooden basin for soaking his feet was filled with mist, and he placed a scroll in his hand. abbreviated book.

When Zhao Feng saw him coming, he pointed to the mat on one side.

Said: "It's true that I have never been difficult, it's just..."

Zhao Feng's expression was hard to describe.

After all, he was one of the six generals under Lord Wu Xian. He was a brave warrior who gained fame at a young age, and was a good fighter. In order to repay Shen Tang for saving his life in front of the formation, he brought a thousand personal subordinates with him. Qu followed Shen Tang to Heyin County.

"Perhaps it was a wrong decision for me to come to repay my kindness!" He wrung out the hot cloth with both hands and complained while wiping his feet. "I only killed a few bandits at the beginning. These days, I am either demolishing houses or opening fire. They used chariots to transport the wreckage, and now they still let people plow the fields! It’s too much to bully people! It’s really too much to bully people! I think I am also a dignified twelfth-class left watcher..."

I have never experienced such grievance!

Confidant official: "..."

He lowered his eyelids and glanced at his general's basin of foot-washing water - the bottom of the water was turbid and full of washed silt.

The corners of his mouth seemed to curl up uncontrollably.

His general Zhao was very resistant in words, but he was very cooperative in action. Zhao Feng noticed the sight of his trusted subordinates, his old face blushed slightly, and said: "What do you think? Can your general refuse? That's hateful! That's terrible!" Uncle Gong didn't refuse even a step! He didn't have any pride that a brave warrior should have..."

Plowing the fields, isn’t that the work of oxen?

It really makes the brave warrior act like a bull and a horse...

Zhao Feng muttered something in his mouth.

The confidant officer shook his head helplessly. Gong Shuwu was loyal to Lord Shen, so he naturally could not disobey Lord Shen's orders. His general was here to repay his kindness and was an "honored guest". If the general refused firmly, Lord Shen would not be able to force him. He went to plow the field.

After all, the general is too talkative.

A confidant officer was curious: "How many acres did the general plow?"

Zhao Feng subconsciously replied: "Not much, about fifty acres."

There was a little bit of pride in his tone.

No!

He competed with Gong Shuwu.

In the end, he defeated Gong Shuwu and came out on top.

When the confidant officials heard this, they took a deep breath.

Zhao Feng was quick-tongued: "..."

The confidant officials did not notice the stiffness on his face - after all, there is nothing to be proud of when a tenth-level left concubine and a twelfth-level left guard compete in plowing.

What are you proud of?

If you are proud of yourself, can you do anything better than a plowing cow?

Where does this place the dignity and belief of a brave warrior!

The confidant was so shocked that he cried out: "Fifty acres?"

Zhao Fengdao: "Yes."

This is still only half a day’s work.

Plowing a piece of land requires a lot.

The depth should not be less than ten inches, and the work standard is "plowing through, plowing carefully, and raking level". It also includes straw crushing business, simple fertilization, and special personnel to clean up the weeds and branches on the fields. He and Gong Shuwu wanted to ensure that the land was plowed.

In terms of quality, you should also pay attention to the direction of the force of the move, ensuring that the turning is good, the plowing is straight, the surface is flat, and strive not to miss an inch of the land...

The head of the field is neat and the ground is well plowed.

In order to achieve this, they rotated through eighteen martial arts skills in the fields, which was tiring both physically and mentally.

Zhao Feng has almost summarized a set of farming experience.

He twisted the cloth viciously.

My heart was so angry that my teeth itched.

A confidant said: "This, this is really amazing."

In his memory, cattle usually dragged heavy wooden plows with straight shafts, swung their tails slowly, and calmly helped farmers plow the fields. In addition, wooden plows with straight shafts were heavy, difficult to turn, and the plowing efficiency was low.

How low it is can be imagined.

Cattle are not yet available in every household.

Usually it is shared by several households.

After plowing for a while, you need to rest for a few days.

During the peak farming period, even if the common people use manpower to plow the land, they cannot make the cattle work overload, because its life is more valuable than the common people. The farming efficiency is very low. After the common people work for a whole year, the whole family will still be hungry.

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My general only went out for half a day, and when he came back, he actually told him that he had plowed about fifty acres?

It’s really fifty acres, not fifty cents?

He repeatedly confirmed with Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng also answered in the affirmative again and again with a good temper.

Seeing the expressions of his trusted subordinates, he also guessed something and muttered: "So what if you have this ability? To do this, you have to be at least tenth-level Zuo Shu Zhang, whose strength is slightly lower and cannot do so much work.

Son……"

Although the working time is not long, the farming land requires a lot. In such a short period of time, his Danfu Martial Energy was emptied twice. If Chu Yao hadn't helped to recover, he would not have come back on horseback today but would have been carried back on someone's back.

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Who can hire a tenth-level Zuo Shu chief and a second-level Chinese scholar to cultivate fifty acres of land?

That is to say, he came to repay his kindness (throwing himself into a trap), Gong Shuwu could not refuse his master, and Chu Wuhui allowed Shen Jun to do whatever he wanted - and there was a scene of two brave warriors plowing the land.

How much profit can be produced from fifty acres of land?

The confidant officer did not think so. He said: "Other brave warriors cannot cultivate as much land in a short period of time as the general, but they can divide it into several days, or send more brave warriors, such as the late public servants. Second-class top quality..."

Zhao Feng sneered when he heard this.

Throw the wrung towel aside and stand up.

"Things are not that simple. How many courageous warriors practice for the sake of not becoming a master? Looking for a decent and serious job without having to face the loess and back to the sky? Who is willing to work hard as a family for several years and end up on the dirt? Rolling around?"

Zhao Feng saw this very clearly.

It was out of repayment that he could not refuse.

In addition, Shen Tang asked him for help, rather than deliberately humiliating himself, and had no intention of letting him work in the fields.

Zhao Feng was willing to do it out of a "game" mentality, just to compete with Gong Shuwu to pass the time.

What about other brave warriors?

Very few are willing.

Lack of food?

Just attack those who have food.

Robbery is more efficient than honest farming.

In the past, it was not uncommon for monarchs to have their whims allow warriors to do this, but as a result, either high-level warriors became disloyal and rebelled, or they were diligent in farming and neglected to practice, and were finally destroyed by neighboring countries. In this world, strength is the foundation of everything. !

Furthermore——

Due to the influence of frequent natural and man-made disasters, good harvests are extremely rare in three years out of ten years, and the rest are mostly disaster years... The output of one acre of land is really too little, and its value is not worthy of the brave warrior "Yuzun" "Reducing the price".

When the confidant officials heard this, they said nothing more.

Zhao Feng asked again: "What are you doing here?"

Skip previous topics.

Only then did the confidant officer remember what he was doing.

"Bringing wine to the general."

Zhao Fengdao: "Wine?"
To be continued...