The resources in his hand expanded one more piece. Wang Hou leaned against the 500 acres of land near Funiu Mountain, and there were two villages, with a total population of more than 300. According to the rules of the late Han Dynasty, these people were all tenant slaves who depended on Wang Hou and had no personality freedom. Although the characteristics of this era were mostly old, weak, women and children in the village, and there were only sixty or seventy strong men in total, but they were also laborers, right?

In addition, the more than 40 people in the mansion were also sent to the manor by Wang Hou. His royal mansion finally did not need to be a zoo. More than 200 cows unloaded from Hu Chen Deng's ox cart were also pulled into the manor. In this era, the cattle were the greatest wealth. Only with cattle could they cultivate and reclaim more land. On average, three people and two cows were two. Zhaojia Village and Niujia Village under Wang Hou can be regarded as the richest villages nearby.

However, I have no good impression of this new master and a group of tenant farmers.

There was no way, Wang Hou was a complete building maniac. On the first day of inspecting his land seal, he called out two bricklayers and instructed them to build a spacious shed in Niujia Village, which was closer to Xudu. It would be a few meters deep in the evening and built with bricks and cement.

These days, building a toilet is a big task. In order to meet Wang Hou's three-day construction requirements, people in the two villages had to start working in the cold winter. They cut trees with the cold wind and mud. The big guy was so cold that he scrambled to work like his grandson, which could be considered as completing the work before the time limit required by Wang Hou.

However, just now it was completed, and before the young and old men in Niujia Village breathed a sigh of relief, it became the most famous "notorious" place in the entire Xudu City!

It's not fake stinking, it's really stinking!

First of all, according to Mr. Wang's instructions, the two villages should not be thrown away. No matter what kind of horse manure, cow manure, dog manure, people manure, they must be piled into this built shed cellar. Not to mention, two braziers must be piled in the closed stone shed to keep warm with these various rotten "xiangyun". Under this care, the "scented" smell filled half of Niujia Village in a few days.

I was so reluctant. On the third day of the completion of the cellar, I came over to inspect it with my nose and was not satisfied with the accumulation progress of "Xiangyun". Wang Hou immediately did something even more crazy. Cao Hongjie, who was disgusted and embarrassed, covered his face, walked from house to house to say hello, and contracted all Ye Xiang, a population of 70,000 to 80,000 to 80,000.

Such a terrifying "Xiangyun" army attacked, and in just over half a month, the two cellars were full. With the sadness of the villagers in Niujia Village, Wang Hou waved his hand again, and digged out three more holes in such a cellar.

However, this troubles made Wang Hou's reputation become worse with Niujia Village.

In fact, even if Wang Hou didn't do this big thing that shocked the world and smelled ghosts, his reputation was already bad in the Xudu sect circle. First of all, Mr. Cao poured dirty water on him and embezzled military rations! Corrupt officials!

Then he checked Taicang, killed Yang Yong, and confiscated the house, and confiscated more than 37,000 stone of grain from the Yang family. The Yang family, the fourth generation and third generation, hated him so much that his teeth were itchy.

Then, Wang Hou beheaded and rebelliously beat the grandson of the legitimate clan of the other clan, and shouted to the clan elders, and offended the Taiyuan Wang family, who was not king and king, more than half of the king. The Xiyuan school captain, Wang Zifu, gritted his teeth and personally cut him off the Taiyuan Wang family genealogy.

Wang Hou was still shameless and wanted Yexiang one by one, so not only in the stern circle, but also among the common people, Yexiang's name was catchy. A group of gentry were willing to give Yexiang to him, and then teased him behind his back with extremely vicious words.

However, if someone else gets to Wang Hou's reputation now, he either covers his face and runs away early or is attacked by a group of people and is killed, but he has nothing to do with it.

Without any advice, Guo Jia lives in his mansion! This represents the Prime Minister's attitude! Even if Wang Hou was expelled from the sect, he would have no choice but to deal with him now, so he is as famous as a rat crossing the street, but Wang Hou can still live the corrupt life of his landlord.

Moreover, Qin Hui had two or three friends, and he, Wang Hou, also among the scholars in the Qilin, and he was actually a famous scholar in Xuzhou.

It was still the same hot kang. The brass hot pot on the table was steaming. A plate of lamb cut as thin as paper was picked up by a chopstick. After turning it out twice, it changed color and cooked. It rolled in the sesame paste and put it in the mouth with a full flavor. Then a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, and a thumb suddenly rose up.

"beautiful!"

Chen Deng was also a foodie, otherwise he would not have been born with parasitic diseases and vomited blood in history because of greed for fish. This fresh mutton hot pot was conquered by foreigners in later generations, not to mention Chen Deng, an ancient man. With the first bite, his whirlwind chopsticks could not stop at all, and the mutton on the plate was stuffed into his mouth.

These days, Wang Hou was dragging her to ask for something yellow and white. Cao Hongjie was a little dazed. His eyes were straight and he sucked noodles into his mouth. On the other corner of the table, Guo Jia was holding a big white steamed bun, looking up and down, left and right, looking like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, a poor ancient man.

It was really true that all four plates of mutton were put into Chen Deng's womb. Only then did he pay attention to the other three, especially the master Wang Hou, who seemed to have not moved his chopsticks, turned red, and this guy gave himself a spoonful of soup, and slowly tasted it, and he was an elegant Confucian scholar, while he was still admiring the topic.

"Tuqiu's brother is more than just a sharp mouth, and his life is also a unique leisure and elegant style. This warm bed and this delicious mutton, Chen doesn't want to go back to Xuzhou!"

"However, Chen still has something unknown. Brother Wang is smart and has a good knowledge. Why did he be so self-deprecating recently? Who is the yellow man and the white man, causing those ordinary sons to gossip behind their backs?"

"Very~~~~"

Before he could finish this, Cao Hongjie was already covered his little mouth with miserable cover and vomited. Guo Jia, who was staying next to Wang Hou, also had a handsome face trembling slightly. Wang Hou, who had been muttering like that, finally came back to his senses. When it came to this, he was full of energy and straightened his waist.

"Have Brother Yuanlong heard of the six realms of reincarnation?"

"Oh? It seems that the principles of the bald wizards from the foreign countries of the White Horse Temple are taught by the law. The fields are divided into six paths, such as merits, demerits, good and evil, and people and animals are reincarnated in the six paths. Chen also believes it half-believed or not. This is related to Tu Qiu's actions?"

"Wang Wang has never experienced the six realms of reincarnation, so it is impossible to believe or not, but Wang believes in the cycle of grains! The earth produces grains, and the human food produces yellow, and the human yellow is returned to the land. This just completes the cycle of reincarnation in nature. Otherwise, he will just plunder from the land without any reward, and the land will be fully fertilized for a few years!"

After dealing with these ancient people for a long time, Wang Hou became more literary. After showing off his pretentiously, his expression gradually became lewd. The next sentence scared Chen Deng.

"Brother Yuanlong, do you believe it or not? Next autumn, my 500 acres of land can bring 4,000 stones of grain to my hometown!"

Not to mention Chen Deng, Guo Jia, who even chewed the steamed buns and rolled his eyes, and coughed several times with a blow, and then Guo Jijiu screamed incredibly.

"This is what you said seriously? Please don't drink too much!"

"Betting! I'm going to do it, Brother Xiao, you quit drinking!"

"Forehead……"

To be honest, Guo Jia didn't believe that the grain output in later generations was high, and the average yield per mu was actually only about 375 kilograms, which was about 3 stones of Han stone. In the Han Dynasty, the yield per mu of two stones was already considered a top-notch fertile land, and the average yield was only about 3 dou of one stone to five dou of one stone. Wang Hou opened his mouth and made more than 1,000 kilograms of millet on one mu. He put his life in the period of life, and it was simply a satellite.

However, wine is Guo Jia's lifeblood! It would be better to kill him than to quit drinking! And Wang Hou can save his head from Cao Cao's hands, what if he really does it?

Seeing Guo Jia's face fluttering, Wang Hou reduced another bet and smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Wang did it. Brother Guo will not be able to drink grain-making wine in the future, but can only drink fruit wine. How about it?"

Grapes have been introduced into China with Zhang Qian's Western Regions, and wine has also become popular on the dining tables of the Han Dynasty aristocrats. Although the power of wine in this era is still far inferior to that of grain wine, it can at least relieve alcohol addiction. Guo Jia immediately slapped the table: "Okay, this bet, Guo has bet. If you do it, Guo will not drink Wuliang wine again! Guo will also help you do something! But if you lose, you have to respond to Guo's thing?"

"If Tuke is done by my brother, I, Chen, also asked you for something, and I will beg you by the way, and I will bet even if I send you!"

As soon as Guo Jia finished speaking, Chen Deng joined the bet without hesitation. Seeing the two of them looking determined, Wang Hou was almost happy, as if he had taken advantage of it, he was impatient to pick up the wine glass.

"A word is made!"

"It's hard to chase after all!"

It's really a big advantage!

From the Han Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, the grain output basically did not increase much. The important reason was that the ancients in these eras did not know how to apply fertilization! It was not until the Ming Dynasty that there was a intensive farming and self-cultivated agricultural end-of-age in Jiangnan, and the proportion was still not high. Even in the Qing Dynasty, the countryside did not pay much attention to the collection of fertilizers.

But among these, there are a few examples of intensive cultivation and applying fertilizer and water, and the harvest obtained is like a satellite, which is well known in history. Wang Hou knows the power of the biogas liquid-added field method.

Seeing that a Guo Guicai and a Chen Tuhao were also looking like he had won, the wretched smile on Wang Hou's face became increasingly strong, and the wretched ones seemed to be overflowing.

…………

Today is Chen Deng's practice of wine. He will say goodbye to Cao Cao and return to Xuzhou with his official position as the prefect of Guangling. After drinking for an afternoon, the two people who were known as drunkards were drinking a little high. Wang Hou had to ask someone to carry Guo Jia back and take Chen Deng to the carriage parked at the door. He followed him to send him off, and there was another Cao Hongjie who had vomited.

Watching Chen Deng's "BMW" wander further and further away, thinking about the bet just now, Wang Hou grabbed Cao Hongjie's little hand again and smiled badly.

"Hong'er, let's make a bet! If our family can harvest 4,000 stones this year, would you marry me?"

But Wang Hou ignored one thing: Guo Jia is from a poor family and has worked with her own farming hands. Chen Deng is the head of the family and is quite proficient in the harvest of the Chen family. However, Cao Hongjie is not stuck in mud and has never been ground, so he has no idea about the harvest.

So, Wang Hou was waiting for the girl to bet with her in disbelief, but she was reluctant to let Cao Hongjie kick him hard on his butt.

Flip ~

"Go to die!"
Chapter completed!