Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

early morning.

The light of dawn has not yet risen from the horizon.

However, the civilians in Hanzhong County had already gotten up from their beds, picked up their farm tools in twos and threes, and started farming for the day.

"Erwazi, what are you doing with this 'quyuan plow'?"

"It's Uncle Tiezi! Aren't I planning to take advantage of the good weather and borrow the cattle from the village chief to open up a few more acres of wasteland for growing vegetables?"

"Open the fields! It's good to open the fields! If you open a few more acres of new fields to grow vegetables, you can sell them for a lot of money in the future."

"Hehe~~ I think so too. Now this plow is much easier to use than before. Not only is it easy to operate, but it can be pulled with only one ox. Lord Shengping is really a capable official. !”

"Hey! What a big deal, I don't think there is any difference between him and those corrupt landlords. The court only collects 30% of the tax. Now that the entire fields in Hanzhong belong to him, he actually has to pay half of the grain. This is not what he used to do before. Isn’t it the same?”

A young man following 'Uncle Tie Zi' heard what 'Er Wazi' said, and immediately curled his lips in disdain.

"Alas~~ You can't say that, little wooden boy. When we paid taxes to those landowners in the past, we had to take at least 60%, and sometimes even 70%. Now Shengping-kun helps us remove the fields from those landowners. If we snatch it back from the hands of corrupt officials and nobles, we will only have to pay 50% tax in the future. This is already a great kindness from me to us."

"What's the matter of snatching it back? It was originally our field. Besides, I don't see that Mr. Shengping returning the field to us! If he is really a kind person, he should return all our fields to us." .”

"You kid, why can't I talk to you?"

'Uncle Tiezi' was also frustrated by 'Little Wooden Baby'. If Mo Jun were here at this moment, he might have discovered that the 'Uncle Tiezi' who spoke was the old farmer he met at the edge of the field.

The old farmer is older than several people present, so he can see some things more clearly, although he also hopes that Lord Shengping can return the farmland to them.

But he knew even more clearly that they alone could not protect his farmland.

Because if they had been able to hold on, they wouldn’t have been taken away by someone ‘forcibly buying and selling’ them.

It's a pity that even if he tells this truth, others won't believe it. Most of the men in the fields have this kind of virtue and are very single-minded.

as expected.

No need to wait for 'Uncle Tiezi' to say anything else, 'Little Muwa' pinched his neck again and said: "What doesn't make sense? This is what Mr. Shengping did. What do Erwazi think?" ?”

"ah?"

Seeing that the topic suddenly shifted to him, Erwazi was stunned, then shook his head naively and said: "I don't know, but I heard from the official who distributed grain seeds before that this time we are planting Shengping The 'new grain' you have improved can double the yield in future harvests."

"If this is the case, even if we hand over half of it, the rest will be equal to our entire previous harvest!"

After hearing this, the little wooden boy suddenly became happy and laughed: "Er boy, no wonder others say you are so stupid! Do you dare to believe what those corrupt officials said? I have never seen anything in my life." Sowing seeds can double the harvest!”

"I put my words here today. When the grain matures later, it won't have to be doubled. As long as the output of these 'new grain varieties' can be increased by 50%, I will take off my clothes on the spot and run around the village. Then we will build a living shrine for Lord Shengping and place it at home for worship."

The sentence "little wooden baby" is very loud and sonorous.

And this time, even the old farmer rarely refuted him. After all, whether it is the [Qu-coil Plow] or the [Water Wheel], although they are very effective, they are not magical in the final analysis.

But this kind of 'improved rice seed' technology is obviously not accessible to ordinary people nowadays.

Lived for so many years.

The old farmer has never even heard of such a thing, let alone seeing it.

Hearing the words of 'Little Muwa', Erwazi scratched his hair and couldn't help but wonder: "But...Xiaomuwa, the seedlings in your farmland are obviously growing much better than last year!"

As he spoke, Erwazi stretched out his hand and pointed in front of the few people, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look. The next moment, they saw a piece of farmland full of life slowly coming into view.

In an instant.

The eyes of several people were all frozen.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Why do you grow up so fast?"

Several people looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

A spring rain last night washed away the dust haze in the air, and at the same time made the seedlings in the farmland completely rejuvenated.

Until then.

Everyone suddenly discovered that the growth of these seedlings this year was completely incomparable with last year.

"Gulu~~"

Looking at the seedlings growing happily in the field, someone couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva and murmured: "What those officers and soldiers said before are not all true, right?"

Just when several people were shocked, suddenly a group of people carrying packages in the distance ran past them in a hurry.

Several people were immediately stunned.

Before they could react, another group of people suddenly ran over from behind, and this time, among the people who ran over, there were several people from the same village who were known to the old farmer and others.

The 'Little Wooden Baby' had quick eyes and quick hands. When someone ran past, he grabbed him to his side and said directly: "Big Stone, what are you doing? You are in a hurry."

Dashi was startled when he was suddenly pulled by someone, but when he saw the people in front of him, he subconsciously said: "Why are you guys still here? There is someone in the next village recruiting workers, and they are paying six big bucks a day!"

"Six bucks a day!"

Suddenly hearing this sentence from the other party's mouth, even the old farmer's tone increased a lot.

What is the concept of six big bucks?

Don't look at it. When Mo Jun was working as a corvee, his daily wages were only six taels.

But that was on the battlefield, and even if the logistics were safe, he might still die.

In normal times, it is estimated that only workers in large capital cities like Xianyang can get wages of six yuan a day. In a small and remote place like Hanzhong, it is extremely rare to earn one big buck a day, let alone six bucks.

1 gold coin = 360 coins.

1 stone of grain = 35 to 40 dollars.

Convert it.

If calculated based on six large coins a day, it would only take seven days at most to earn back a full stone of food.

Even the old farmer, the oldest person present, had only heard about such a good job from some businessmen from other places before. As for reality, even if I have lived forty or fifty years, this is the first time I have seen it.

"When did we have such a big project in our place?" Shocked in his heart, the old farmer subconsciously doubted it.

"I heard that we are building a house for Mr. Shengping... Well, I won't tell you anymore. Now people from several nearby villages are rushing to Qunshan County. If you don't hurry up, the people over there will Full.”

Big Shitou casually explained to a few people, then quickly broke away from Xiao Muwa's hand and hurriedly ran away into the distance.

"This...Uncle Tiezi, what should we do?"

After hearing what Big Shitou said, Xiaomuwa and others were stunned, and then subconsciously looked at the old farmer.

The old farmer was silent for only a few seconds.

Then he made a decision immediately: "Let's go too. Anyway, old man, I believe Lord Shengping is different from those corrupt officials and landowners who have no conscience. Besides, the crops in the farmland are growing so well now. It will be fine if you leave them alone for a day or two."

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the other side.

The construction of [Xinmo Mansion] is also in full swing.

The [Xinmo Mansion] built by Mo Jun in Hanzhong is very large, because he plans to directly include the entire 'Huitou Mountain' within the area of ​​[Xinmo Mansion].

Not only that.

When Mo Jun started construction this time, he also specially invited many people from the Gongshu family to design his manor and arrange the Yidiandian mechanism.

It is precisely because of this that the number of manpower required by Mo Jun to start the construction this time is quite large.

Otherwise, the recruitment news would not have spread all the way from Qunshan County to Heishi County next door.

A salary of six grand.

It is enough to make a large number of farmers leave their hometowns and go out to work.

"唳~"

With a sharp and domineering cry, a sacred bird with a wingspan of more than ten meters and its feathers like cast gold, shining brightly under the sun, descended from the sky and landed on the top of the 'Huitou Mountain'. Then it disappeared into the thick mist of miasma.

Hundreds of workers who were building [Xinmo Mansion] heard the noise, just raised their heads and glanced, and then continued busy with the work at hand.

They have been working here for seven or eight days.

When they first saw such a huge golden roc, they were naturally shocked.

But later I heard that this golden roc was the pet kept by Lord Shengping of Qin State, the owner of this place. As time went by, I gradually became accustomed to it.

After Jinpeng learned to fly a few years ago, he rarely stayed in the magistrate's mansion in Nanjun. He only returned two or three times a month, and spent the rest of the time flying above the nine heavens.

However, Jinpeng has been staying on the ‘Huitui Mountain’ during this period of time.

Firstly, it was because of Mr. Mo’s mandatory requirement.

The Qinling Mountains that separate Xianyang and Hanzhong make transportation between the two places extremely inconvenient, and it is not convenient for the 'spiritual medicine' and the 'new vegetable seedlings' cultivated by Mo Jun to be delayed on the road for too long.

So during this period of time, Mo Jun has been using Jinpeng as a 'plane' to carry some small but important items.

With Jinpeng's speed, the distance between Xianyang and Hanzhong only takes half an hour.

Secondly, it was because of the temptation of those poisonous blood snakes on the ‘Huitou Mountain’.

Perhaps it is the genes hidden deep in his bloodline that lead Jin Peng to have a special liking for the poisonous blood snakes on the 'Huitou Mountain'. In the past few days, just the 'work fees' paid to this little guy have been eaten by him. More than a dozen poisonous spirit blood snakes.

If Lord Mo had not found a way to cultivate poisonous blood snakes, the current inventory on the mountain would not be enough for this guy to make...