Loxi ordered the cattle to be taken back and fined each of the cattle herders one hundred coins as a warning.
After that, they didn't mention it again and went to the river with Zhou Cang.
The farmhands were drawing water from the river to irrigate the fields. A long line of oxen pulled the waterwheels, which was quite a sight. The seeds planted at the beginning would not germinate without some water.
So Loxi had people cut off the river where there was still some water flowing and build a dam early on, since there were no villages downstream anyway, and the water flowing down would just be a waste.
Besides, there wasn't much water flowing down to begin with; the reason it looks like there's so much now is because of the river water that Rosie received last time.
The whole river can last quite a while.
After walking along the riverbank, they went to the fields and discovered that there were many more farmhands. This had obvious benefits, as most of the wheat had already been planted.
“You guys are pretty fast,” she said.
Zhou Cang, beaming with pride, said, "It's all thanks to the chief. Now everyone can eat their fill every day, and naturally we have the strength to work."
"Not only that, the farmhands also told their relatives and friends about the benefits of this place, so people from the surrounding area flocked to our area."
"These days, there are more and more people..."
"It's alright." Luo Xi was worried that there wouldn't be enough people: "After we finish planting the wheat, we'll clear out the land on the mountain and plant more vegetables, and then we'll catch some chickens, ducks and geese."
"You can't just eat grains without vegetables, and you certainly can't eat meat, otherwise where will people get their strength?"
"Yes, Chief." Zhou Cang replied, but his expression didn't look good; he seemed a little embarrassed.
Loxi glanced at him curiously: "What's wrong? Just say it."
“That’s right, that’s right…” Zhou Cang’s face turned red, and after stammering for a while, he gritted his teeth and said with shame, “I am not very knowledgeable and I am a little overwhelmed to manage so many people.”
He was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head.
He should have been happy to have the boss's trust in him so much, but he used to be just a small manager among the farmhands, and now so many people have joined him.
Things piled up, and there were many things he didn't understand, so he was really struggling to keep up.
Luo Xi sighed inwardly, realizing that Zhou Cang's abilities were indeed limited. She had thought that if given some opportunities to gain experience, he might gradually be able to take on greater responsibilities.
If it were Wei Qing, recalling that weak scholar who always did things in an orderly manner...
Sigh, it's better to hope for Chu Zhe than him. He's so stubborn, he might have already been dragged out and beheaded by the emperor.
Chu Zhe is the same. The news has been spread for so long, and I have left secret signals everywhere, but he has not returned. As the president's special assistant before the apocalypse, why is he so slow this time? Could it be that he has really encountered trouble?
As for now, I have no choice but to do it myself.
“Okay, you choose a few things you can do, and I’ll handle the rest,” Rose said.
Zhou Cang was stunned when Luo Xi didn't speak for a while. He thought the leader was going to scold him, but Luo Xi only said this.
"Thank you for your understanding, Boss." He was very grateful.
In the end, Zhou Cang only chose matters related to the land, even turning down the recruitment of workers, let alone the placement of long-term laborers.
"That's easy," Luo Xi said with a wave of his hand. "Come on, line up one by one and write down your names, ages, and special skills."
It's just a recruitment process; it's pretty much the same in ancient and modern times.
The people were dumbfounded.
"Big, boss, the little ones can't read..."
Everyone nodded timidly.
Rosie: "..."
"Anyone who can read, step forward. From now on, you'll handle the registration. You can start working right away and won't need to farm anymore. In addition to grain, you'll also receive an extra tael of silver as your wages."
Although many people at the scene were tempted, no one stepped forward.
Luo Xi was speechless: "Seriously? There are so many of you, and not a single one of you can read?"
Was studying in ancient times really that difficult?
There are several hundred people here.
"Pfft—" Rong Bai couldn't help but laugh: "Boss, you'd better not bother. Studying is not a simple matter, and they are just ordinary people."
He originally wanted to say that he would come himself, which was a great opportunity to take charge of more things. How far away would the third leader be?
But when he thought that Gu Heizi was also illiterate, he could only shut his mouth in frustration.
"Is that really true?" Luo Xi asked Jiu Xian, who was knowledgeable and experienced, with disbelief.
“They’re just too lazy. Everyone in the Dream of the Red Chamber is literate,” Jiu Xian said matter-of-factly.
"They can all read!" Rose's eyes lit up.
Jiuxian immediately had a bad feeling, and sure enough, the next moment he heard Luo Xi say, "Come, come, you register them."
"I only know how to kill." A chilling aura emanated from Jiu Xian, causing the people to avoid him like the plague, let alone come over to register.
Loxi fell silent instantly.
Just as he was about to ask him to call some of his men for help, a group of people walked over from not far away, led by a young man who looked like a scholar.
These were the two people who had overheard people talking about them on the roadside not long ago and were now seeking refuge.
"Master Luo, I wonder if I am capable of undertaking this task?" The speaker was a scholar holding a feather fan.
Rong Bai secretly rolled his eyes: Pretentious. A feather fan is nowhere near as stylish as a folding fan.
Luo Xi looked up and saw that there were more than ten people in the group. Apart from the scholar, the others all looked fierce and were not ordinary people.
“Sure, but do you all really want to do this writing and note-taking work?” she asked, glancing at the burly men behind her.
The first man, a handsome man who looked like a leader, laughed loudly: "Look at what the boss is saying, of course we are not, only Mr. Yin and a few others can."
He pointed to the people behind him: "As for us, we prefer a life of fighting and killing."
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