Chapter 893: The house should be built farther away.
Jing Chun's intensive farming finally showed the expected results. He successfully surpassed the local traditional farming mode under the disadvantage of late planting. This swept away the voices that doubted him in the past, and instead made his reputation in the local area reach its highest peak.
Guan Tao and his clansmen expressed their desire to keep Jing Chun for a long time, but his family was still in Takumi County, and they lived well there, and he had a title, so why should he come here to start a new life? So he had to politely refuse.
"I appreciate everyone's kindness, but my family is still in Takuhai County on the other side of the sea. I can't leave them alone. After this season's corn is planted, I will definitely go back. If it is convenient later, I will come to visit you. If you come to Takuhai County in the future, you can also come to see me."
Jing Chun tactfully rejected everyone's kindness. Guan Tao and his men didn't mean to force them to stay. They already knew what Jing Chun said just now, that the Han tribe would immigrate to Qiongzhou Island. Tiezhen even sent someone to inform them that someone would move here to live in two months, mainly responsible for teaching them various Han tribe techniques.
At first, Guan Tao and his men were somewhat repulsive to these outsiders living with them, but now seeing that Jing Chun alone has brought them so many benefits, they dare not despise these immigrants anymore.
The immigrants carefully selected by the Han tribe must all be very capable, right? !
The corn planted by Jing Chun and his team came out on top and surpassed the corn planted by traditional methods. The people of Guan Tao clan were immediately proud and vented all the unhappiness they had been holding back for the past few days.
I don't know who deliberately showed off and spread all the methods Jing Chun said about weeding, drying the ground during the seedling stage, and fertilizing.
Those villagers who did not accept the reform, looking at their weak corn, also wanted to learn. After experiencing this ruthless slap in the face of reality, they no longer had the mood to mock others. At this time, it was proper to listen to the advice of the boss and make timely remedies. Although they would definitely get corn even if they continued to grow like this, who wouldn't want to get more food?
It was difficult to apply fertilizer now. They had no one to guide them and didn't know how to apply it. Drying the ground to promote root development was only useful in the seedling stage, which was now over, but they could weed. They knew how to do it, but they just didn't do it before.
Who would have thought that those inconspicuous little grasses were the culprit for the slow growth of corn?
After a month, the corn, which had grown thirteen leaves, stopped growing in the tillering stage and stopped growing taller. Jing Chun led them to do less and less, because corn did not need more management in the later stage of planting.
Just keep an eye on the dryness and wetness of the land and remember to water it in time.
That day, a small official on horseback suddenly came to Shanghe Village to talk to Guan Tao about something.
"Mr. Guan, we have already decided that the immigrants will be here in a month. Your Shanghe Village is a big village, and there will be ten households in total, so the county governor asked me to allocate a piece of land for them. Would you like to consult with me?"
"Of course there is no problem. We welcome immigrants from the north. The official can allocate as much land as he needs. There are many places in our village for new villagers to live in. Otherwise, you can take a look at the vacant land behind my house. It will be good to clean it up and build a few bamboo houses." Guan Tao immediately agreed generously.
"No, no, no, we want to build a brick house on the flat ground, and we can't be too close to your bamboo house." When the clerk heard that Guan Tao wanted to build a bamboo house, he immediately rejected his suggestion.
Guan Tao was stunned. He didn't understand why the clerk in front of him rejected him. It would be fine if he didn't build a bamboo house. Maybe the people of the Han tribe were not used to living there? But why should he stay away from them? Are they afraid that they will bully the new immigrants?
This may have been possible before, but when Jing Chun showed his ability, Guan Tao and his friends gave up this idea.
Do you want to exclude others or learn various skills from them? I believe that as long as you are not a fool, you should know how to choose.
Seeing Guan Tao standing there in a daze, looking confused, Jing Chun came over, patted him on the shoulder and said,
"Brother Guan, don't worry, the higher-ups don't doubt you."
"Then why is that? We will definitely not exclude the new folks." Guan Tao asked in confusion.
"This," Jing Chun paused, since the two of them were already familiar with each other, he simply explained, "Brother Guan, I'm telling you the truth, don't be offended."
"Well, go ahead." Guan Tao frowned, not knowing what Jing Chun meant.
"I don't know what tradition your bamboo house is. It leaks wind from below and rain from above. Let's not talk about these things for now.
It's extremely inconvenient for children and the elderly to climb up and down the stairs. I can only go up because I'm young. If an elderly person with inconvenient legs and feet comes, it will be difficult for him to climb the stairs here.
In addition, we actually have a lot of things at home. It's actually very inconvenient to not have a flat yard and house. And we have to raise a lot of livestock, such as sheep, pigs, cats, dogs, etc. They can't be placed in the bamboo house, right?"
Jing Chun talked there, and Guan Tao also understood what he meant directly. The Han tribe did have more belongings.
The main reason was that the Han tribe had a strong productivity, which meant that more tools were needed. Large items such as looms and millstones could not be really moved to the bamboo house, right? Even if they were moved up, they couldn't be used. He could understand this, and it was indeed as Jing Chun said, their bamboo house was indeed inconvenient to go up and down, and it was not particularly friendly to the elderly and children.
It is impossible to trace why the ancestors built bamboo houses in the first place. Maybe it was to prevent wild animals from entering the house, or maybe it was simply because there were a lot of bamboos and the materials for building houses were available everywhere?
Anyway, no matter what the reason was, it seemed that they would have to reform along with the Han tribe in the future.
Guan Tao could actually understand all these things. The only thing he couldn't figure out was why the clerk said that the house had to be far away from their bamboo houses.
As if he understood Guan Tao's doubts, Jing Chun took Guan Tao to the window of the bamboo house and pointed to the open space outside.
"Brother Guan, look, if we build a yard here, do you think the people living here will have any privacy? If there are women washing in the yard, wouldn't everything be seen?!"
"Oh, so it's because of this, eh, look at me, I didn't notice such a problem." Guan Tao said a little embarrassedly.
Jing Chun hummed and rolled his eyes. You didn't expect it, but the people of the Han tribe had already thought of it. The two sides have different thinking habits. When the people of the Han tribe came here and saw the local bamboo houses, their first thought was whether it would be inconvenient to live next to such a family and be looked down upon by them every day.
(End of this chapter)
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