If she forced the villagers to switch to the full downdraft kiln right away, they would inevitably resist and be unable to do anything. It would be better to build both types of kilns and then compare the yield rates to see which one is better.
Steward Cao personally delivered a large amount of farm tools, oxen, food and a team of young and strong men.
Qiao Xin asked with a smile, "Why did you come here in person? Isn't the town busy?"
Manager Cao replied respectfully, "Of course I am busy, but Nanny Qin and the Madam are watching over us, so everything is done according to the rules. It's not a big deal if I'm not here. I'm just organizing people to come over and help the old lady."
"Now that we are here, you can get everyone settled down and try to harvest all the wheat within seven days!"
"Seven days? Isn't that too tight?"
"It has to be seven days. After you have something to eat, rush back to Laohu Town and have everyone work overnight to pick all the ripe fruits on the trees and vegetables in the fields and store them in the cellar, and clear all the drainage ditches."
"Madam, why is this?"
"Don't ask anymore. Get ready! If you don't have enough manpower, hire some temporary workers. Don't be stingy with the money."
Could she tell Butler Cao that in half a month there would be a heavy rain over a large area that would last for seven days?
That night, Qiao Xin sent people to call Wangjiacun and the village head for a meeting, telling them to start harvesting wheat together early the next morning.
Men, women, young and old, including Qiao Xin himself, the group of people who came from Lao Hu Town, and the temporary workers hired from the city, all went to the fields together.
We must harvest as fast as we can, ensuring that more than 1,000 acres of wheat are harvested within seven days. We must also sow the next season's forage grass in time!
This decision caused an uproar, and the village head almost fainted.
More than a thousand acres of land is a very large area. Does the owner have any idea about it?
Take the people on their farm for example. In the past, they had to work day and night and it would take them a month to complete the harvest.
Not to mention threshing, drying, and storing, these later work also require a lot of manpower. The old lady even asked to plow the land and plant other things.
It would be better to kill them directly than to torture them like this. But when he heard that the people from the main family were also involved, the village head smelled something unusual!
What was the old lady up to? Was she trying to intimidate everyone right from the start? Was the new owner's reputation for kindness all fake?
Before he could ask, Qiao Xin started assigning tasks.
It’s very clear and obvious!
Even those in the village who had difficulty walking were assigned to do jobs that did not require working in the fields, such as washing dishes, carrying firewood, and looking after children.
Everyone participates and no one is idle.
Village chief Wang was also full of doubts. In the past half month, he had dealt with everyone in the Qiao Mansion. The old lady in the mansion was definitely not someone who liked to mess with others at will. There must be something wrong with such abnormal behavior.
But he was smart enough not to ask too many questions and even comforted the villagers who came to inquire.
We have to do what the master says. If everything is explained to you clearly, is he still the master? Don't ask around. You are fed and you are drunk. Do you think you are wronged when I do some work?
And you, tomorrow you should curb your laziness. Don't think that others won't see you slacking off when there are many people around. If the higher-ups blame you for it later, don't say I didn't warn you!
Do you have so much energy but nowhere to use it? What are you all doing here? Hurry up and go back to lie down! If anyone is late tomorrow, don't blame me for being rude!
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Before the sun rose the next day, the chef of the Qiao family had already set up several stoves on the field to be harvested today. The steamers were piled up as high as a person, bubbling with steam. The three stoves were steaming at the same time, and the scene was spectacular.
The spicy soup with eggs, bean curd, meat and gluten was poured into large wooden barrels that had been prepared in advance.
The chef started working at three or four o'clock. The old lady provided the Qiao family's laborers with a high standard of food. Adults, both men and women, were only responsible for harvesting wheat, transporting wheat, threshing wheat, and storing wheat in warehouses. Breakfast was uniformly three meat buns and a bowl of meat soup. The children who helped out only had one less meat bun.
The man who arrived early looked at the fist-sized meat buns and the bowl of thick meat soup in his hand and asked foolishly, "Is this really for us to eat?"
Shi Yazi was in charge of distributing meals and was very busy. As soon as I heard this, I knew that this was the first time he worked for the Qiao family.
Didn’t you see that the first group of people who came were from Laohu Town? They knew the food at the Qiao family very well. After receiving the food, they would find a place to squat and finish a bun in just three or two bites. Saying one more word would be a waste of the delicious food in their hands.
Even behind the cloud of steam, his mouth was busy.
"I have already distributed it to you. Why are you still saying such nonsense? How can you work if you are not full? Go and eat quickly after receiving it. Time is short and the tasks are many. Don't dawdle.
Really, didn’t the old lady hold a meeting last night to tell you about the food standards during work? Why didn’t anyone pay attention? "
The person who wanted to come over to inquire about the news quickly shut up, but he ate faster.
The first group to complete the assembly was the group from Laohu Town. They had already selected a captain and received farm tools and ox carts from the steward. Without saying a word, they rushed into the wheat field.
The head of Wangjia Village saw this and became anxious. He swallowed the last mouthful of broth, put the bowl into the bamboo basket beside him, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and waved his hand. "People from Wangjia Village, hurry up, don't waste time."
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