Chapter 243 Coming to Mind
Early in the morning, many men and women came to the Su family's wheat field. The children had a day off from school today, so they worked together.
It is not about illegally employing child labor, but about letting children experience and witness the results of the experimental field, so that they can understand the meaning and importance of reading.
"Aying, let's divide into several groups, each group will take a piece of land, and try to finish the harvest in one day." Wang Sanlang and other men said enthusiastically.
Taking advantage of good weather, we dry the grain in the sun, store it in the warehouse, and feel at ease.
"Grouping is fine, but the grain yield of each plot of land needs to be measured individually, including drying and final weight. This is the final and most important data."
Su Ying originally planned to cut and record each field piece by piece, but there were so many people in the field that she had to spread out and do it simultaneously.
"Oh, yes, I forgot about this!" Wang Sanlang patted his head.
The village elders also came, so everyone divided into groups, with ten people each using a pedal thresher, and then they were divided into ten groups.
There are six village elders, plus Su Zhongyan, Su Shiyan, Su Chenyan, and Su Quanyan, a total of ten groups, and Su Ying is responsible for the overall situation.
Due to limited land, grain drying is done in the courtyards of villagers' homes.
Ten foot-operated threshers were dragged to the field, each cutting a wheat field, and then the threshers were put into the field.
"Swish, swish, swish!" He tried it with his bare feet, and the foot-operated thresher started to turn.
It had already been adjusted on the day it was delivered. I applied some animal fat on the sticky parts and it became smooth.
When you feel that everything is OK, put the full wheat straw on the roller and step on it.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" The wheat grains fell off, rustling and dropping into the bucket. Those that flew far were blocked by the surrounding bamboo mat.
Keep turning the straw in your hand to thresh the wheat ears inside.
In just a minute, all the wheat grains fell off the straw.
"It really works!" Wang Sanlang and the others praised, "This thing is great, no need to worry about it!"
The usual threshers relied entirely on brute force, swinging their arms and leaning against the wall of the bucket, which was quite strenuous.
After a while, my arms became weak, my back ached, and the wheat awns pricked my body, making it itchy all over.
Unlike this one, when you gently step on the pedal, the gears rotate to drive the roller in the bucket, and the grains on the straw are pulled off by the sharp spikes on the roller.
"Go away, let me try it!" The village elders couldn't help but jump into the field to experience it themselves.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Watching the plump wheat grains splash and fall off, the feeling of joy is indescribable.
"Good, good! Really good!" Old man Yang exclaimed repeatedly.
If we had this magical tool and this level of production back then, why would the world be unstable?
Alas, what a pity! It’s fate!
"Da da da!" Two horses came galloping down the road. "Stop! Stop!"
The villagers straightened up, confused.
"Stop!" Su Bucheng and Su Laosan jumped off their horses, panting.
"Mr. Su!" Old Man Yang stepped forward. "What happened?"
Su Bucheng waved his hands, gasping for breath, his mouth dry and his tongue parched, unable to breathe.
"Aye, Uncle San, have some water!" Su Ying brought some warm water.
"Gulp, gulp!" He drank it all in one gulp. "Each plot of land is measured separately, including the measurement after drying! The Temple Master wants to take it all away!"
Su Bucheng took a breath and finished his words.
Su Ying looked at Old Man Yang and said, "Okay, you were right about everything."
"Ah! Then we..." Wang Sanlang and other villagers felt sad, as they had agreed to exchange wheat seeds.
"It's okay. Just follow our planting method. It won't be worse than this at this time next year!" Su Ying comforted everyone.
"It's okay, it's just the beginning!" Su Lao San patted his chest in relief.
I traveled all night from Wuzhou last night and didn’t even have breakfast. I rode a horse home.
"Don't worry, Uncle San. Our ten threshers are divided into ten groups. They are measured and dried separately!" Su Ying said with a smile.
Knowing that the Minister of Temple and the Governor were following behind, everyone slowed down their work to leave some for the adults and also to feel the joy of the harvest.
"Aye, Third Uncle, have some fried cakes!" The little kids brought breakfast to the field, along with hot soy milk in wooden barrels.
"Everyone come and eat!" Su Ying greeted everyone.
"We are working, so we won't eat!" Wang Sanlang and others declined.
Su Ying did not persuade them, but distributed it to the children and village elders one by one. The adults did not eat it, so they saved it for the children.
The children were holding the sweet and fragrant cakes, and were as happy as if it were New Year's Day.
Half an hour later, the Minister of the Temple, the Governor and others arrived in carriages, followed by Magistrate Hu, County Magistrate Lin of Tong County and others.
"Hey, wait a minute!" When the planting experts got off the car, they saw that there was not much left in the field and became anxious.
He hurriedly took off his official robe, rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes and ran to the field.
"Let's go and pick up a few!" Dou Jing also started to take off her shoes.
Arriving at the field, the experts picked up the wheat ears and examined them carefully. "This wheat is good, the grains are large and full, with no dead grains!"
Look at the straw after threshing. It is clean and tidy, which shows that the threshing effect of the pedal thresher is good.
"Huff, huff, huff!" Dou Jing grabbed a handful of cut straw and threshed it, with his official robe tied around his waist.
The wheat grains fell with a rustling sound and disappeared in a short while.
"No more?" Dou Jing picked up the straw to see if there was any left, but there was none!
"Chongzhi, how about it!" County Magistrate Hu stepped on the thresher and experienced it with Lin Chongzhi.
"Divine weapon! Divine weapon!" Lin Chongzhi exclaimed.
I once accompanied Magistrate Hu to see it, and watched it grow bit by bit, including the road construction, and watched it change bit by bit.
Last night, the temple minister and others passed by Tong County and learned that they were harvesting wheat in the experimental fields. Lin Chongzhi shamelessly followed them to take a look.
Entering the village road, the stability of the carriage and the hard road surface made him truly feel the difference between the mortar road and the dirt road.
Looking at the full grains of wheat, Lin Chongzhi is full of energy. As long as he works hard, his Tong County will be like this next year.
"It's all measured in pieces, right?" After feeling happy, Dou Jing sat down and drank honey water.
"Your Excellency, they are all measured and dried separately!" Su Lao San did not go to the fields to work, but ran around in various places and courtyards.
The children were young and were responsible for measuring, the adults weighed, and the women used bamboo shovels to turn and dry them.
"That's good! That's good!" Dou Jing felt relieved.
The Lingnan Road Military Governor's Office met with Feng Xu, the imperial envoy, to exchange views on the work of the grain special agency.
In order to roll out the work as quickly as possible, Dou Jing led a working group to conduct inspections and supervision in various state capitals. Dou Jing only focused on matters related to fields and grain, and the rest had nothing to do with him.
Feng Xu only needs to cooperate in farming and growing crops, and the rest can be done as planned.
There is no power interference between the two of them, because after the framework is set up and on track, Feng Xu will still take over everything.
The Sinong Temple established a separate district office specifically for grain, and grain storage, transportation, and land transactions were all approved by the district office specifically for grain.
Report directly to the Sino-Agricultural Ministry, with a copy to Feng Xu of Lingnan Province.
How could Feng Xu not cooperate? He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
At that time, Wuzhou Governor Lu Zhaoshi reported the abnormal land transactions in Lingnan Road and called for a suspension to curb the loss of land.
He didn't take it seriously, but later reported it to the court, and in a fit of rage, he mentioned the matter in passing.
Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the new year, it was suddenly announced that Lingnan Road was designated as a special grain area, and the private sale of land was prohibited.
Feng Xu finally came to his senses and realized that Wuzhou Governor Lu Zhaoshi had something else in mind when he said that.
Anticipating that he would do nothing, he reached the Heavenly Palace through another channel.
Fortunately, I mentioned it later, otherwise it would be hard to explain. I was wary of Lu Zhaoshi and became even more cautious.
The force of this decree shows the anger and determination of the Khan. Lu Zhaoshi made the right bet in this matter!
So when Dou Jing came to negotiate, Feng Xu lowered his posture to please him and promised to promote the early completion of the construction of the special administrative area in Lingnan Province. He did not dare to shirk responsibility or obstruct it.
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