It was already evening after returning home. After dinner, Zhang San went to three separate restricted areas next to the garden to visit and express condolences to the soldiers who stayed behind to watch the potatoes.
There are a total of fifteen soldiers in this team, and they are all fed and housed within this restricted area. All they need is meals delivered from the kitchen every day.
After watching the potatoes, Zhang San returned to the bedroom, thinking that he should plant the potatoes in the ground as soon as possible, otherwise it would be really uncomfortable for these people to live at home.
Fortunately, Muramasa said that the wheat in the fields will be harvested in two or three days. After the wheat is harvested, potatoes can be planted.
Zhang San is also looking forward to the collection of this batch of grain. Not counting the farmer's grain tax, he should be able to harvest a lot of grain from his 500 acres of Yongye field.
In this way, your own winemaking plan can begin.
In the past two days, Zhang San first went to see the progress of papermaking, and then went to the fields with Muramasa to inspect it.
Tomorrow, the village leader will mobilize all farmers to harvest summer grain. Taking advantage of the good weather, you can put the grain in the granary as soon as possible to feel at ease.
The Tang Dynasty also attached great importance to food security. It would also send officials from all over the country to each village to supervise the grain harvest, and severely crack down on incidents that affected the grain harvest. As well as the later collection of grain taxes, there would be inspectors to prevent officials from honoring their nobles, etc.
Seek money and food from the people.
After inspecting all the wheat fields, Zhang San asked Zhang Dazhuang and Zhang Jin to distribute the prepared sickles and wheelbarrows to each household that night. The villagers showed great enthusiasm for the wheelbarrows. With this convenient transportation tool, the villagers
Can transport wheat ears out of the ground faster.
Zhang San also asked Zhang Ergou to clear out three open spaces in advance according to the distribution of fields in Zhangjiacun, and use stone rollers to compact the road surface as a wheat field.
Everything was ready, and Zhang San got up before dawn the next day, took his little sister, Xiaoyu and the servants in the house to join the wheat harvesting team.
The entire Zhangjia Village originally had a total of 320 acres of Yongye Field. There were more than 100 households, and the average family only had two or three acres of land. Including some wasteland, each household had no more than five acres of land.
The 500 acres of Yongye field divided by Zhang San was the original official land. Since Zhang San's family had few people, he could not harvest the 500 acres of land by himself. Fortunately, he had the help of the farmers.
"Third brother, do you want to take a rest?"
Zhang San put on a straw hat and stood up to take a breath. He hadn't worked for an unknown amount of time. Zhang San already felt pain in his back even before he finished cutting the wheat in his one acre of land.
Not as good as the little girl and Xiaoyu next to me, they both do much better than me.
Xiaoyu brought the kettle, Zhang San took a sip of water and said, "I'm fine, you should pay attention, and take a rest when you are tired."
"Master, how about I give you a pat on the back?" Xiaoyu asked when she saw Zhang San beating her waist with her hands.
"It's okay Xiaoyu, you've worked hard enough. I'll just rest and you'll be fine." Zhang San said with a smile.
At this time, Zhang San missed the combine harvester in his previous life very much. He could do it in just one day on just a few hundred acres of land.
After looking at how many people it took to cut the wheat, Zhang San gritted his teeth and continued working.
Without a harvester, everything had to be done manually.
"This wheat is so shriveled. I don't know how much wheat can be harvested from an acre of land." Zhang San rubbed open an ear of wheat and sighed when he saw the shriveled wheat in his hands.
"No matter what, it's better to have something than nothing. These are the foundation for your livelihood. As the saying goes, if you have food at home, don't panic!" Zhang San encouraged himself and started harvesting hard again.
Thanks to the new sickles distributed by Zhang San, coupled with the wheelbarrows, the wheat harvesting speed of the entire Zhangjia Village increased three or four times compared with previous years.
Watching the carts of wheat being threshed from the wheat field and being transported home, everyone's face was filled with a smile of harvest. Farmers who have faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky all their lives are undoubtedly the happiest at this moment.
After harvesting their own wheat, the villagers rushed to Zhang San's field to help harvest the wheat. In order to express his gratitude, Zhang San asked the kitchen to prepare enough meat and send it to the field every day to reward everyone.
With the concerted efforts of everyone, Zhangjiacun's summer grain was finally harvested before the weather changed.
Zhang San felt like crying when he saw that he had worked hard for several months to harvest less than 2,000 kilograms of grain from 500 acres of land. This was still official farmland, which could be said to be the best in the area, with an average yield per mu of less than 2,000 pounds.
With only over 300 kilograms, the harvest of those farmers must have been even worse.
"Fortunately, there are those potatoes. After they are planted in July, there will be enough potatoes. By next year, Zhangjia Village will no longer have to worry about food problems. When potatoes are popularized, the entire Datang Dynasty will no longer have
The worry of hunger is over." Zhang San thought in his heart.
In the next two days, farmers from Zhangjia Village came to Zhang San's house to hand over grain. Zhang San didn't want it at first. After talking to the village leader last time, the village leader sternly warned Zhang San not to break the rules. Although
Your original intention is for the good of the fellow villagers, but if word spreads, it may bring disaster to yourself.
Zhang Sanyi thought so, it would be bad if someone accused him of buying people's hearts.
Anyway, as time goes by, Zhang San will find other ways to repay the villagers.
The commune established by Zhang San was also aimed at benefiting the township. Now that the papermaking mill has started, the villagers have gained an additional income. When the brewery is opened later, the hundreds of households in Zhangjia Village will have something to do, and Zhang San will also have something to do.
Three-plan breeding, etc.
These all require manpower. As long as there are jobs to do, the villagers' lives will be guaranteed.
Xiaoyu is now the housekeeper of the family. Zhang San previously taught Xiaoyu a new accounting method, which has come in handy now and is recording the food turned in by the villagers.
Zhang Fugui was assisting from the side. Zhang San had already told Muramasa that Zhang Fugui would follow Zhang San and be Zhang San's second housekeeper, assisting Xiaoyu in handling some matters that were inconvenient for Xiaoyu to come forward.
There is only one male in Zhang San's family, so Zhang San has to do many things by himself and let Fugui help him. The main reason is that Zhang San feels that Fugui is down-to-earth and reliable, and he is from the same village, so he can rest assured.
By the time everything was busy, it was already ten days later.
Zhang San asked the workers in the paper mill and sugar mill to resume work. Fang Xuanling also sent a set of clay seals printed with movable type a few days ago. Everything was ready. Zhang San planned to go to Chang'an to open the bookshop tomorrow.
Well, before that we still need to think of a signboard.
Only with a resounding name can we do subsequent publicity.
