The village owner came back, and the children playing on the lawn were very happy because the village owner's brother actually bought them candy, fragrant, sticky and sweet maltose.
The village owner is back, and the villagers are very happy. The "thief soldiers" who came to work in Wagang Village and surrendered are also very happy, because the village owner not only bought back several large carts of grain, but also a cart of meat. It seems that surrender is the right thing to do.
Yes, Wagang Village is not only full of food, but also has meat to eat every day.
Ma Hanshan was also very happy to return to the village. He could not have imagined that there would be such great changes in the village just a few days after he left. There were people logging on the mountain, people making bricks at the foot of the mountain, and people repairing the tile kilns on the opposite hillside. The fields at the bottom of the valley were also repaired.
There are also people working here. The vegetables in the fields are growing beautifully and green, while the summer rice in the rice fields has begun to turn yellow and will be harvested soon.
Although Ma Hanshan was not born in a rural area in his previous life, he lived in a suburban town in the south. The golden rice that ripened in summer and autumn was a beautiful sight that could be seen every year.
The rice in the valley was planted by Mahanshan after he reformed the village, forcing Feng Chengshan to lead people to plant it. This was the first rice grown in Wagangzhai. The land here was planted with rice for the first time. The land and weather were strong, so it grew very well. Of course.
, This cannot be compared with Ma Hanshan's previous life. In his previous life, the yield of rice per mu in the south was generally more than a thousand kilograms, but in this world, the rice grown by the most experienced farmers in first-class fertile fields only had a yield of three or four kilograms per mu.
"Mr. Yu, how many people have come to Shuiliandong? Why are there so many people working in the village?" Ma Hanshan knew at a glance that there must be more than thirty or forty people coming to Shuiliandong. Si Hou would not take Shuiliandong
Bring everyone.
"Returning to the village leader, there are not many people coming to Shuiliandong, only thirty-year-olds. But from the nearby villages, I heard that people who come to work here include food and accommodation and can get one or two and a half silver, so people from all villages come.
Now, General Manager Feng has selected a hundred young men to stay." Yu Tianchuan said worriedly, "The village leaders were recruited from each village, those from Laoxie Nest surrendered, those from Shuiliandong, plus people from our village, now
There are nearly 300 people, and just eating food every day costs three or four dan, and they will also be given money later..."
"Mr. Yu, are you worried that you won't be able to support them? Don't worry, there aren't enough people." Ma Hanshan thought for a while, then arranged a task for Yu Tianchuan and said, "Mr. Yu, I think you have to go to Tangzhou and Yingzhou to see if there are any refugees.
, guide them all over."
"Is there anyone else? Village leader, what are you going to do..." Yu Tianchuan was shocked and couldn't understand why Mahanshan wanted so many people.
"Haha, you will know when the time comes." Mazhaishan ignored Yu Tianchuan and said to A Niu, "A Niu, go and call Captain Feng...General Manager Feng. He did a good job this time. He actually chose
One hundred people stayed and the land was cultivated well, so I want to praise him."
"Hmph, they are just doing what the young master ordered. I think the young master deserves the most praise..." In A Niu's eyes, no one is as powerful as Ma Hanshan. With such a powerful young master, A Niu feels that he is also powerful.
"Go away." Ma Hanshan cursed.
Day, why should I praise myself? You idiot.
After a while, Feng Chengshan came back from the opposite hillside with a gray face and gray hair. It was obvious that he had repaired the pottery kiln himself.
"Captain, are you looking for me?" Feng Chengshan now holds the title of production general manager and is full of energy every day. Humph, Shi Hualong, his battalion commander, only oversees seventy people, but I, Lao Feng, the general manager, now oversee two
There are more than a hundred people, and they are much more majestic than him.
"Yes, General Manager Feng, I heard that you took the initiative to recruit a hundred villagers to work?" Ma Hanshan said with a dark face.
"Yes, I think they are all young and strong, and they are all hard-working people. It is much more cost-effective to hire them than to hire the bandits from Shuiliandong. The village owner is not in the village, but he said before leaving the village that he would lay bricks and build buildings.
Building a house and repairing a kiln are both urgent matters, and we need to find a lot of people to work on, so I..." Feng Chengshan lowered his head and said.
"What you said is true, but that doesn't mean you acted on your own and decided to recruit villagers without asking for instructions." Ma Hanshan's face was still ugly.
"Yes...yes...but...village leader, I...I was wrong..." Feng Chengshan lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
People in this era are simple. No matter what happens, as long as it does not go through the elders or superiors, it is wrong. This is disrespectful behavior.
Of course, Ma Hanshan would not say that he was disrespectful, he just deliberately accused Feng Chengshan like this.
"Feng Chengshan, stand at attention..." Ma Hanshan suddenly shouted.
Feng Chengshan had also participated in militia training. When he heard this, he clicked his feet together, held his head high, and stood upright.
"Well, not bad, he's energetic." Ma Hanshan reached out and punched him lightly in the stomach.
Sorry, Feng Chengshan was too tall. Ma Hanshan wanted to hit him in the chest, but it was inconvenient and he had to hit his stomach.
"Feng Chengshan, I want to praise you. If the production capacity in the village remains or gets better, I will definitely reward you during the Chinese New Year." Ma Hanshan said with a smile.
"Zhai leader... you... you won't punish me?" Feng Chengshan stammered.
"Haha, I'm kidding you. You did such a good job. I'm not a fool...the leader of the village...I'm an enlightened leader. I'm not blind to what you, General Manager Feng, are doing. Look, the rice is growing below.
How good it is, I should be able to harvest three or four stones per mu." Ma Hanshan laughed.
"I think it's two or three stones." Feng Chengshan said proudly.
"Only two or three stones?" Ma Hanshan was a little dissatisfied.
"I'm talking about rice, not millet." Feng Chengshan said with a smile.
"Oh, three stones of rice, what about four or five stones of millet? Yes, yes, there is still a lot of open space at the foot of the mountain. Let's continue to open up wasteland. By the way, after harvesting the rice, what are we going to plant? We can't plant autumn rice." That's it.
Mahanshan of the world doesn’t know what the autumn temperature is like here, but judging from the current temperature, it should be very cold in autumn. Therefore, he concluded that late rice should not be grown here.
"I don't understand very well. I'm asking the old farmers in the village for advice." Feng Chengshan scratched his head and said.
"Well, this attitude is very good. The veteran farmers are rich in experience and have a lot to learn from. If you can't grow rice, can you grow wheat? Also, you can grow more types of cabbage, and cabbage can be used to make kimchi..."
Ma Hanshan has never done farm work, but he has seen it.
"Yes...yes...I will look for wheat seeds later..." Feng Chengshan admired Ma Hanshan more and more. It has only been a few months since this big boy took over the village, but the village has undergone earth-shaking changes. The old village owner
It has been five years since the establishment of the Shanzhai, but the Shanzhai has not changed. Even the food is always missing. Alas, heroes come from young.
Ma Hanshan was very satisfied with his attitude, nodded, and turned the topic to burning bricks and tiles.
"General Manager Feng, as far as I know, the kiln for burning bricks and tiles is different from the kiln for burning tile jars, right? You are working hard to repair it now, but you won't be able to use it later?" Ma Hanshan's mother was from a rural area in his previous life.
When I was at home, I saw how to burn green bricks and tiles.
"It's different, so we need to transform it." Feng Chengshan nodded and said.
"You know? You have to find a master for this," Ma Hanshan said.
"There are masters. You don't know, village master, that among the villagers who came, there were masters who burned kilns, and masters who made bricks and tiles. I just told them what the village master thought, and they knew how to do it.
Look, the mud being smelted below is used to make adobe bricks, and the mud being dug deep over there is used to make bricks and tiles, so clay is needed." Feng Chengshan pointed to the bottom of the valley and was "playing with mud"
people said.
"Well, yes, Mr. Feng, you have really made a contribution this time. I will reward you during the Chinese New Year." Of course, Ma Hanshan knew what kind of clay to use to make tiles. Unexpectedly, the kiln-burning master he was looking for everywhere was actually in a nearby village.
Of course, these are masters of rough pottery. They should be able to make tiles and boil water tanks. If you want to make fine ceramics, you will definitely have to find a master.
"Should...should..." Feng Chengshan laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes when he heard that he was going to be rewarded.
"Go and tell them that for the time being, just burn some green bricks for special purposes, mainly for burning tiles. In addition, do any of them know how to burn lime? Lime-burning stones are available over there in Baishi Mountain. Find a master to burn them.
That’s it.” Mahanshan burns lime not only for building houses, but also for many other uses.
He vaguely remembered that the main ingredient of cement is lime.
"I know, I'll make arrangements right away." Feng Chengshan happily went to work, while Ma Hanshan stood on the edge of the lawn in a daze... thinking about something.
But after a while, Feng Chengshan ran back again, panting.
"The village owner... is not good... on the mountain... there is a... there is a water curtain cave coming from... the mountain... mountain people, when they were cutting down the trees, they accidentally fell... and happened to fall on the machete..." Feng Chengshan continued intermittently.
explain.
"Ah? Is the injury serious?" After a fall, if the injury was not serious, Feng Chengshan would not come to tell him, and Ma Hanshan's heart sank.
"It's quite serious. There is a big hole in the thigh, and the bones are visible." Feng Chengshan said.
"On the thigh? I hope you didn't hit the main artery... Have you lifted it down? Find Mr. Qi... Hurry..." Ma Hanshan ordered as he ran to the Juyi Hall, "A Niu... A Niu, where did you die? Go and get me.
Bring the rhubarb you bought...and find me some slaked lime...quickly..."
The so-called slaked lime is lime that absorbs moisture in the air and melts naturally. It is old lime in powder form. He wants to make peach blossom powder immediately.
Jinchuang's magic medicine Taohuasan is actually made by frying rhubarb with old lime. The formula is not the key. The key is the frying temperature. It should be fried until the lime turns pink and becomes like flying powder.
"Captain... you go and take a look... Mr. Qi said... he said the wound was too big and it was very troublesome..." Feng Chengshan said anxiously.
"Is the wound very wide? Why is it too big..." If it is only deep, the thigh is not that troublesome, but if the wound is very wide, in this world where there is no concept of suture surgery, it will be really troublesome.
"He was almost sitting on a machete, and the gash was more than a foot long..." Feng Chengshan said in fear.
In this era, even if you have a fever, you may die, and if you are stabbed, it is easy to die because you don't know how to prevent infection. And if the wound is too big, even if it is not a vital part, it will be scary, because who knows if the wound is too big?
I don't know if it can still heal. If it doesn't heal, it will be troublesome if the wound suppurates.
When Ma Hanshan heard this, he paused and suddenly shouted: "Aniu, let someone help me prepare money for sewing needles..."