After Zhang San returned home, Xiaoyu had already prepared dinner. Since Xiaoyu came to the house, the few helpers Zhang San originally hired rarely come. After all, it is almost the time of busy farming. In addition to doing laundry and cooking at Zhang San’s house,
There is nothing to do during the meal.
So Xiaoyu told those people that they should focus on their farmland and wait until the new mansion is built, and then come to help at home.
"Third brother, tell me about that commune." The little girl said coquettishly to Zhang San.
Regarding these strange things, the little sister fully showed the curiosity of a little girl. So Zhang San told the little sister the original intention and purpose of establishing the commune in detail, and the little sister admired Zhang San very much.
After shaving the bridge of the little sister's nose, Zhang San said fondly: "In addition to learning how to read, you and Xiaoyu should also go to the commune more often to see and learn. It will be of great benefit to you in the future."
Zhang San told Xiaoyu again that she would be responsible for managing the sugar factory in the future.
"Sir, do you want me to manage the sugar factory?" Xiaoyu asked in surprise.
"Yes, the sugar factory will be left to you from now on. Don't worry, I will support you from behind." Zhang San replied.
"But, I'm afraid that I can't do it well. Besides, my status is..." Xiaoyu was very grateful when she heard that Zhang San was going to hand over the management of the sugar factory to her. How much trust this was, but when she thought about herself
Xiaoyu felt a little inferior due to her background.
"Be confident. Heroes don't ask where they come from. Just do it boldly. I'm here." Zhang San encouraged.
"Yes, Sister Xiaoyu, I will also help you." After getting along with Xiaoyu during this period of time, the younger sister also likes Xiaoyu very much.
After hearing the two people's answers, Xiaoyu's eyes turned red, and she nodded and said, "I will definitely do a good job."
After a brief chat with the others, Zhang San returned to the tent to prepare a disaster relief plan. After all, Li Shimin asked Zhang San to write down the details and present them to him, so Zhang San did not dare to neglect them.
"Sister Xiaoyu, when will you marry my brother?" At night, when the younger sister and Xiaoyu were lying on the bed, the younger sister secretly asked.
"I...you also know what my background is and how I am worthy of the young master." Xiaoyu suddenly heard her younger sister say this and said with a blushing face.
After saying this, his eyes dimmed instantly, and Xiaoyu felt a little sad thinking about this.
"What's the matter? Third brother is definitely not that kind of person. I'll come and talk to him someday." The younger sister said disapprovingly.
"No, there are some things you don't understand. I'm very satisfied with it now."
"Then do you like Third Brother?" The younger sister turned over and took Xiaoyu's arm and asked.
"I..." Xiaoyu didn't know how to answer, thinking of Zhang San's pretty face, her face turned red.
"Hehehe, I know you like Third Brother, but every time you look at Third Brother, you look wrong." The younger sister said with a bad smile.
"Hey little sister, I'll tickle you and make you talk nonsense."
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The next day, at dawn, Muramasa brought four people to Zhang San's home. These four people were the leaders of each group elected by everyone.
Zhang San warmly welcomed the few people into the house. Xiaoyu brought tea and went out with her little sister, leaving Zhang San and the others to talk about things in the house.
"Little Sir, please tell us what we are going to do next." Muramasa asked after taking a sip of water.
Several people nearby also made preparations to listen carefully.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. From now on, we have to do this first..." Zhang San explained to a few people how to do it in the future, and the few who listened were very excited.
Everyone was full of longing for the scene described by Zhang San.
"We can really live like this." The person who spoke was Zhang Jin, the leader of the carpentry group.
"Of course, as long as everyone does what I say, I guarantee everyone that from now on everyone in our village will be able to have enough to eat, wear warm clothes, have something to support them in their old age, and their children will be able to go to school, and there will be no more winters.
I won’t go hungry or cold.” Zhang San said with certainty.
These simple farmers of the Tang Dynasty really had very low requirements for a better life. They worked hard every day just to provide food for their families. Now Zhang San not only wants everyone to be fed and clothed, but also the children can learn.
I have never lived this kind of life even in my dreams.
In the early years of Zhenguan, due to the long-term war, social life at that time was extremely difficult. Farmers ate thick soup when they were busy and could only drink porridge when they were free.
Of course, you can only drink watery drinks when you are busy. In this situation of lack of food and clothing, many people with poor health may not survive the whole winter.
Although Zhenguan is a prosperous age passed down by word of mouth, in the early years of Zhenguan, Li Shimin still had many external and internal troubles that had not been eliminated, and that prosperous age still had a way to go.
"Little Sir, just tell me what to do, we all believe in you." Zhang Dazhuang, the leader of the iron group, said with longing.
Muramasa, Zhang Ergou, the leader of the bricklayer group, and Zhang Xin, the leader of the breeding group, also said that everything would be under the arrangement of the young prince.
Seeing that everyone's enthusiasm was aroused, Zhang San got up and took out a stack of drawings from a locked wooden box and gave them to everyone to look at.
"This is..." Muramasa looked at the various strange-shaped drawings with numerical explanations in front of him, but he didn't quite understand it. The team leaders next to him even had dark eyes.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhang San was helpless. In this era of widespread illiteracy, these drawings really made things difficult for them.
So Zhang San went to explain to everyone one by one.
"This kind of water drum truck can really transport water from the river to the fields without manpower?" Zhang Jin, the leader of the carpentry team, said in disbelief.
At this time, what Zhang Jin was holding in his hand was the composite model of the high-rotating drum car and the water-rotating drum car drawn by Zhang San.
This is what Zhang San learned in his previous life when he participated in the "Three Going to the Countryside" activity organized by his class. This kind of drum truck uses the water flow to drive the waterwheel movement. Combined with the advantages of the high-rotating drum truck, it can make the water flow even in high fields.
It can be irrigated very well and can greatly reduce manpower problems.
Many fields in Zhangjia Village are close to the Weishui River, which will make it more convenient for villagers to irrigate their farmland in the future.
"Is this Quyuanli really so magical?"
Muramasa saw Zhang San's painting of Qu Yuan Li and asked uncertainly after hearing Zhang San's explanation of Qu Yuan Li.
"Of course, this kind of short curved shaft plow is not only convenient for farming, but also extremely efficient. Anyway, you will know after you make it and try it." Zhang San replied.
This kind of curved shaft plow only gradually took shape in the late Tang Dynasty. At this time, the long straight curved shaft plow from the earlier period was still used. At this time, Zhang San moved this agricultural tool that played a huge role in promoting the development of ancient agriculture to history.
stage.
Zhang San patiently explained the functions of these tools to everyone in the room. However, Fang Xuanling, who was standing outside the door at this time, was also filled with shock. This county boy is indeed very capable.
If all this is true, it will be of infinite benefit to the Tang Dynasty. Agriculture is a major national event at all times.
Fang Xuanling came here today to learn about the ideas Zhang San put forward in the court the day before yesterday to control floods in Henan, especially the people-oriented approach, which made Fang Xuanling even more novel.
After taking a rest today, Fang Xuanling brought his old servants and several tribes to Zhang San to discuss what "people-oriented" means.
Before arriving at Zhangjiacun, Fang Xuanling asked his subordinates to wait outside. He took his old servant to Zhang San's house and happened to hear Zhang San and Muramasa discussing the drawings.
Fang Xuanling was very curious, so she stood outside the door and listened, wanting to observe Zhang San privately.
When he heard about the water-drum cart and the curved-column plow, Fang Xuanling was very impressed by Zhang San's skills. He didn't expect a peasant boy to have such abilities.
Those officials at Sinong Temple were really like dogs. Thinking of this, their legs accidentally touched the shelf next to them.
Zhang San heard the sound and asked: "Little sister, who is outside?"
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang County, Fang came here uninvited, it was presumptuous." Fang Xuanling responded with a smile outside the door.
As soon as he heard that Fang Xuanling was coming, Zhang San quickly came to the courtyard and complained: "I was just talking to someone in the house about something, but I didn't know that the prime minister was coming, so I was negligent."
"I was very interested in hearing your chat in this courtyard just now. Can you give me a look at Qu Yuanli?"
"Of course, it's just that these haven't been made yet. I only have the drawings here." Zhang San said as he brought Qu Yuuli's drawings to Fang Xuanling.
Fang Xuanling was very surprised when she saw the drawings drawn by Zhang San. The size data on it clearly indicated the objects. Especially Zhang San's perspective drawing method made Fang Xuanling's eyes light up. She had never seen this before.
Fang Xuanling could not put down the drawings he had passed.
Experts can tell whether there is one as soon as they make a move. Fang Xuanling knew with just a simple look that Zhang San's Qu Yuanli must be extraordinary.
Besides, Muramasa and others were even more stunned at this time. For these ordinary people, who had never seen the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, they were at a loss for a while.
Fortunately, Zhang San was standing by to help: "Muramasa, this is Fang Xuanling, the Prime Minister."
Several people were introduced to Fang Xuanling, and Fang Xuanling also greeted everyone cheerfully. Several people stuttered for a long time and didn't know what to say.
Zhang San also knew the pressure that Fang Xuanling's appearance put on several people, so he said to Muramasa and others: "When you go back today, you will study these and try them out first. If you don't understand anything, ask me again."
Hearing what these three people said, several people went back in a panic as if they had been granted amnesty. Fang Xuanling didn't take it seriously either. Seeing that Fang Xuanling acted so approachable, Zhang San had no idea about Fang's conspiracy in history.
