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25 to the countryside

No matter what kind of land is planted, the output is very limited, whether it is rice or the legendary high-yielding sweet potato, the yield is not high. This is because high-yielding varieties of sweet potato are slowly domesticated locally, and secondly, high yield requires high yield.

Fertility, how can there be so much fertilizer?

The steward and his family of Zhang Tianhong's farm work together at five o'clock and sleep in the middle of the night. When the year is good, everyone just has enough to eat and a little savings. This savings must also be saved - Shandong in the late Ming Dynasty was a major disaster.

Occasionally, there are places where small disasters are constant, such as droughts and floods, bandits, and refugees. In addition, there are various extra favors from the government. Even though it is backed by Zhang Tianhong's big tree, Mr. Guan, the county magistrate, can be regarded as an upright official. Zhang Tian, ​​the steward of Zhang Tianhong's farm,

Still unable to save money, a major disaster wiped out several years of savings, so Zhang Tianhong's farm became a place for families to have children and find jobs. Zhang Tianhong didn't expect any output, as long as he could be self-sufficient.

Well, it turns out that a feudal society is just playing the trick of small collectives for socialist employment placement in the 1980s. Is it considered feudal socialism?

It cannot be said that Zhang Tianhong is not enterprising, otherwise he would not have introduced high-tech crops such as sweet potatoes. He once imitated the people in Jiangnan and planted mulberry trees, raised silkworms, planted tobacco, and even tried to grow sugar cane. But because or

It is impossible to hire really knowledgeable foremen [these people are basically domestic slaves of wealthy families, or they are businessmen themselves], or they are plotted by local wealthy businessmen, squeezed out of the market by conspiracy, or they are forced out of the market by local merchants.

Officials charged high protection fees, but the gains outweighed the losses. All these adventures failed. Fortunately, Zhang Tianhong paid attention to risk control. Although there were many failures, the losses were minimal. On the contrary, he gained a lot of experience and the family did not suffer.

After Liu Baiyu's arrival, Zhang Tianhong's farm sold a large amount of vegetables, pigs, chickens, ducks, and eggs to Liu Baiyu, relying on Liu Baiyu's own heaven-defying plane merchant plug-in and the modern pursuit of prices for so-called pure natural and pollution-free agricultural products.

In exchange for the hard currency, silver and rice of this era, the business of Zhang Tianhong's farm has improved slightly. Now, another strong cow has been added to the farm, which is a rare big investment for Zhang's farm in recent years.

"Second Master, what are you, a noble man like you, doing looking at this big field? This is all a matter of pain for us, don't compromise your identity..." Zhang Tian, ​​the steward of Zhang Tianhong's farm, said, Liu Baiyu can produce a huge amount of money out of thin air.

In fact, the servants of the Zhang family were vaguely aware of the rice issue.

However, in this era, you can see several roads that are broken even if you walk a mile, and even a wealthy family like Zhang Tianhong is having a hard time. As the beneficiaries, whether they are tenant farmers or servants of the Zhang family, they all automatically think of Liu Baiyu as a rich man.

When the immortals in the cornucopia came down to earth, they didn’t think about the insurrectionary religions such as the Inanimate Mother and the White Lotus Buddha. The irony is that this kind of folklore is actually closer to the truth of the matter. Of course, this kind of thinking is to be grateful or to be an ostrich.

It's hard to say.

"It's okay. In fact, although I am not a farmer, I have helped my relatives in the countryside to do farm work. Don't think I am so delicate!" Liu Baiyu said disapprovingly. Of course, what he said about helping his relatives in the countryside to do farm work was just three years in primary school.

Sometimes I went to a relative's house in the countryside to pick a few kilograms of cherries. Whether I wanted to help or not was a matter of judgment.

"Well, second master, it just rained and your shoes are very nice. Can you put on straw sandals?" Seeing that he could not dissuade this stubborn donkey, Zhang Tian had no choice but to ask Liu Baiyu to calm him down!

"Okay, help me put on a pair of straw sandals!" Liu Baiyu said perfunctorily.

Liu Baiyu originally had a good impression of straw sandals, which are light, breathable, environmentally friendly and refreshing handicrafts. However, since time travel, his evaluation of these things has become a scam - many things are completely different concepts as handicrafts and daily necessities.

, let alone the daily necessities of the Ming Dynasty. Damn, if you wear socks, you will get a few burrs! These people probably didn’t select the materials carefully when choosing grass, let alone modern procedures such as waxing and polishing!

Of course, this was not a problem for the farmers in the late Ming Dynasty. Who didn’t have thick calluses on their feet? The defensive power of Liu Baiyu’s pampered feet with delicate skin and tender flesh couldn’t be compared to putting on thick socks, right? As for going to the countryside?

Well, Jiefang shoes are much more affordable than straw sandals. This is the practical experience of decades after the founding of New China, isn’t it? Liu Baiyu took it for granted...

"What a fool! You're cheating! The countryside in the late Ming Dynasty is not the same as the countryside after the founding of New China!?" Liu Baiyu cursed while pulling out a stick full of yellow mud from the ridge road that looked like a mud pond.

Feet. A pair of Jiefang shoes exchanged from the plane merchant system have been wrapped in mud and turned into two big mud balls, and these two big mud balls even have a tendency to continue to expand.

"Second Master, how about we go back?" Zhang Tian asked tentatively.

"More than half of it is gone..." Liu Baiyu said through gritted teeth.

"How about the second master wears the straw sandals I prepared for you?"

"My feet are pricked! I can't bear it..." Liu Baiyu had no choice but to tell the truth!

"Second Master, the straw sandals I prepared for you were passed down from my father. They are authentic Liaodong jingfan straw sandals. They have absolutely no burrs. They are warm in winter and cool in summer. They can cure illnesses and keep fit without illness. This..." Zhang Tian

He looked quite honest, and he spared no effort in promoting his ancestral straw sandals. His talk was as good as CCTV's TV commercials. Liu Baiyu felt that he was so talkative, so he tried it himself, and he recognized it if he pricked his feet.

No.

Don't tell me, Zhang Tian is really an honest man. The famous brand Liaodong Jingfan straw sandals he says are really flawless when worn. They are warm in winter and cool in summer. Liu Baiyu thinks these Liaodong Jingfan grass sandals are

They are much more reliable than Jiefang shoes. Liu Baiyu used the plane merchant trading system to estimate the value and found that the value was more than 0 yuan. This is still the value of old second-hand goods. If it is new, it will cost more than 2,000 for a pair! It seems that Jiannu should be the one

If we destroy them, not to mention selling these Liaodong jingfan straw sandals, it will be a huge layoff.

Liu Baiyu simply pulled out the Jiefang shoes that were stuck in the mud and was about to throw them away, but he saw Zhang Tian, ​​who was looking at the Jiefang shoes with stars in his eyes, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get it out. Well, I'll give it to you in the future!"

"Yes, yes, my wife may have done some work. This bit of mud in summer is nothing. If she throws it away without washing it, I can't clean her up!" Zhang Tian didn't listen to what Liu Baiyu said after that, as if Jiefang shoes were something.

Like a treasure, I took off all the mud from Jiefang's shoes with my hands, wiped them as clean as possible, and finally tied the shoes together with laces and hung them directly around my neck, as if I had received some kind of reward.

Wearing the brand-name Liaodong Jingfan straw sandals on the dirt road was much more comfortable. Liu Baiyu was worried at first, because even in rural areas in modern time and space, there are many remnants on the ground such as broken glass and rusty iron pieces, but later he realized

Come to think of it, glass was a luxury product in the late Ming Dynasty, and iron pots were also valuable items. It was the most valuable item in many farmers' homes. How could there be "good things" like broken glass and rusty iron pieces on the ground?

Wearing Hanfu and Liaodong jingfan straw sandals, Liu Baiyu entered the Zhang family farm with this typical appearance of freshness in the 21st century.

The Zhangjia Tianzhuang where Zhang Tian is located is the largest of many small villages scattered along an unknown river. Of course, without the protection of the Zhang Tianhong family's servants, the surrounding small villages have the "help" of heroes and heroes from all walks of life.

Many turned into several, and the last remaining one also dedicated his land to Zhang Tianhong for safety, so this unknown riverside is theoretically the property of the Zhang family.

The core building complex of Zhangjia Tianzhuang is located on a small slope. The village is not big, and there are many thorny shrubs planted around it as a barrier against bandits. There is also an artificial stream surrounding the outside. There is also a simple suspension bridge on the river. Because recently

The public security is not very good. Because the surrounding area is already surrounded by Zhang Tianhong's property, Guo Tianlong thinks that Zhang Tianhong's acceptance of farmers' land donation is a violation of the rules of the river for himself and Zhang Tianhong. He said that he will start to grab Zhang Tianhong's property. The atmosphere is tense.

The number of men who originally stood guard at the bridgehead has been changed from a single post to a three-point post. Women's usual rights to wash and wash rice at the river port there are no longer available, and have been replaced by a narrower creek behind the village.

At this time, the ordinary people were gone. Only a few stewards under Zhang Tian and Zhang Tian's wife, their children and a few domestic boys stood at the bridge to greet him, the "second master" who lived with many tenant farmers.

Like the village, Zhang Tian is not only the manager of Zhang Tianhong's farm, but also the village leader and militia squad leader. When Liu Baiyu goes to the countryside to take care of Zhang's farm, he is his host. Liu Baiyu looked further away and found that

Many curious children and women stood in the distance, watching and discussing his attire and appearance, regardless of family dissuasion.

Liu Baiyu couldn't help but blush when he heard the laughter and comments coming from the crowd of women from time to time. He actually said that his face was fair and tender, like a big girl. He, a fat man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, had nothing to do with being a transvestite in modern times.

Well, people in the Ming Dynasty are really amazingly broad-minded... Seeing Liu Baiyu blushing, the women started talking even more vigorously. Zhang Tian scolded him with a cold face, saying that this was Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhang Tianhong's sworn brother.

These women and children were scared away. To these farmers who had never seen the world, Mr. Zhang Tianhong was as untouchable as the stars in the sky, and the same was naturally true for his sworn brother Mr. Liu.

"Master, country people have never seen the world, so please bear with me, bear with me!" Zhang Tian was really scared. Zhang Tianhong was strict in his family management and hated people without superiors and subordinates the most. However, he, the so-called steward of the farm, was actually the family member of the family.
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