Beiyang new warlord

Fortunately, Dongjiang's industry is developed, and it has been trading with Houjin Mongolia all the year round. There are quite a lot of cattle and horses. There are almost five households sharing one cow, and every household can get a plow. Every household can do it with ease. The Governor's Mansion he finally built walked up the city wall, and he saw that the farmland near the city wall had been dug out one after another. The old man in front was holding the direction, and the young man in the middle of his body pressed the plow and yelled loudly at the cattle.

"Father! Turn the corner!"

Another ditch was pulled out.

On the other hand, the six grandpas of this family stood in a row like matryoshka dolls. They raised their hoes together like a rehearsal. The old man raised his head and shouted slogans in response.

"Marry a wife!"

"Hi!"

"new clothes!"

"Hi!"

"Fat baby!"

"Hi!"

"Satisfy your stomach!"

"Hi!"

In the rhythmic Henan clapper, the stones, grass roots, and rotten wood in the ground were all shaved, and the land began to become soft and easy to cultivate.

Seeing this scene, Mao Jue yawned loudly, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't help but smirked again.

It is said that the north is bitterly cold and wild, but the West Sea Plain occupies less than one-eighth of Sakhalin Island, and he cleared out a full 78 mu of land. A few states and counties have to go all out.And although it is not as fertile as the black soil of the Songnen Plain in Heilongjiang, it is much better than the land in the corner of the Dongjiang River.

But no matter how good the land is, it has to be reclaimed before it can be used. More than 80 mu is still on paper, and it has to be developed before it can be used. These are wastelands. It can develop 2 mu, which is about half of it. Not to mention that among the 40 people, there are only more than 2 strong men, and the rest are women, children, elderly people and children. up.

Anyway, the development could not be finished, so Mao Jue simply ordered to farm side by side, as long as your family can open up a few acres of land, the number of acres of land will be distributed to your family.

The plot of land in the Chinese canopy is the most fanatical. Who doesn't want to share more fields?Under this order, the whole family of the peasants mobilized. They used themselves as human beings. They gritted their teeth and tried their best to dig furrows and plow the ground with their hoe.

But the excited old farmer completely forgot that there is another one of Dongjiang's farming methods.

Don't waste it!

Even if people are used as livestock, a strong man will be exhausted if he cultivates about [-] acres. Old men, women and children can't cultivate so much, only five to eight acres. These days, there is no such thing as Lei Feng's spirit with the refugees. The predecessors planted trees The descendants took advantage of the shade, and when they finished reclaiming the land and couldn't plow it, Mao Jue waved his hand, and the large piece of land could be re-entered into the account. When the next batch of immigrants arrived, they could directly sow seeds, and there was no mistake in farming. It's just that these old farmers in front of them have to be fools for a while.

Amidst Mao Jue's sinister smile, the farmers who had no idea that they had been tricked were still excavating the ground excitedly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil.

Human beings are simply miraculous. In less than ten days, the ancient and wild southwest of Sakhalin Island has undergone a complete change. It was originally densely packed with grass mats, and the spring is prosperous and the autumn is dry. It has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but it has completely changed into a There are black and yellow ditches all over the mountains and fields, densely packed and innumerable, spreading from the dense forest boundary line of Nanshan to the side of the sea, the human landscape is simply spectacular.

It's just that the red couple living in the fields are not so motivated now, they are all tired like kidney deficiency, but they are still gnashing their teeth there to hold on to the corn that has sprouted in the greenhouses in the city. , The wheat seeds were buried in the furrows, the seeds were sprinkled on the vegetable fields, and the pieces of sweet potatoes that had sprouted were buried.

In the past few days, Su Changmei's old face has become one of the most unpopular targets in Hongshuangcheng. Every morning, he wanders around with the books and documents, and his mean voice can be heard from all over the fields.

"How is it? Is it okay?"

"If you can't cultivate it, you can hand it in quickly! The autumn harvest is calculated according to the number of acres! Don't grow more food by then, and there is no place to cry."

"Hey, this young man is so tired that he has kidney deficiency. Why do you want to marry a wife? How about it? Anyway, with 150 mu of land, your family will definitely not be able to finish it. If you hand over [-] to [-] mu, you can relax, how about it?"

More than ten days ago, the six fathers and sons of nesting dolls looked like dragons and tigers, but now they are really made like ducks for several years, with sunken eye sockets and trembling calves, but seeing Su Changmei with a rotten stomach, The boss with a pair of big teeth bared on his fat face, the father of this baby set is still gnashing his teeth and turning his hoe downward.

"Even if, even if the kidneys are exhausted, our old man's family will continue to plow this field! Every inch of land will not be handed over!"

"Marry, marry a daughter-in-law!"

"Hi!"

"Eat, have a full stomach."

"Hi"

The six fathers and sons look like zombies, trembling and still turning the hoe forward, this meeting is uneven, seeing Su Changmei curling his mouth and pinching his chin like the famous expression of the ****, distressed She shook her chubby neck, and immediately waved her hand.

"Old Zhang's family, first reduce the field by [-] mu, and we will continue tomorrow!"

"Next!"

Amidst the tiresome laughter, his fat face with big teeth appeared in the eyes of several tired and half-dead old farmers in another field.

This villager is exhausted to death, but Mao Jue is finally starting to feel tired. The construction of the colony is on the right track, and the crops brought from the Dongjiang River have no tendency to adapt to the climate here. Keep planting. The crops began to absorb the nutrients of the earth. As for the aborigines on the island, except for the Zanilu tribe, six or seven small tribes nearby still recognized the Wei sealed by the Ming Dynasty, and under the banner of the Ming Dynasty, it would not take long. People have to be fooled by Mao Jue into joining the army.

The official documents brought in were almost handled, and the next immigrant ship would take more than ten days. During these ten days, Mao Jue had nothing to do.

Fortunately, there is another name for spring, the mating season!

The ice and snow melted, and the rushing stream flowed quickly. In the winter, the frozen river finally revealed its original appearance. Although the climate of Sakhalin Island is not pleasant, it is definitely a treasure. The whole island is full of There are more than 600 rivers, hundreds of small lakes, large and small puddles dotted on the horizon like pearls.

And the products here are extraordinarily rich!

In the icy cold river water, the revived salmon swim upstream, jump over one shoal after another, and swim hard to the upstream birthplace. The bloated bodies and fat muscles all show their strength. Fresh and delicious.

This is also the carnival time for animals. The bear that just woke up from hibernation squatted by the cold water, yawning, waiting for the delicious food that is within reach. Sea eagles and skuas are also circling in the sky, but today, there are more Some weird two-legged beasts joined the feast.

The fire was still emitting black smoke, and the bearskin mattress made before the Chinese New Year was spread softly on the floor, and the corners of her delicate mouth were still a little greasy. Adelaine was comfortably clutching her round belly, lazily He quickly closed those blue eyes that were almost as gorgeous as the small lake around him.

There were two crooked smiles on the corners of her mouth.

On the other end of the mattress, Mao Jue couldn't lie down anymore, with a bitter face, he rubbed his round belly sadly, and hiccupped in depression.

This is the first time I have encountered a fish that I don’t need to catch, and I eat too much of it!

Chapter 3. The house of the foreign girl

Evil feudal society ah!

This era is dark, backward, closed, bloody, and the most selfish and darkest side of human nature is undoubtedly exposed under many disasters. What is even more unbearable is that there is no computer, no TV, no League of Legends, and no fox demon matchmaker. , there is no Miss 2B, no sweet and greasy chocolate cake.

"It's almost impossible to live!"

Finally swallowed the last piece of grilled salmon roe from the cold waters, which was pure without a trace of pollution, and would cost at least tens of thousands in future generations. With his right hand interlocking the ten fingers of Adelaine's tender little hand, he looked at the azure blue Sky, Mao Jue yelled cynically.

Zi said: Don't pretend, pretend to be a lightning strike! Even foreign girls can't stand Mao Jue's pretending, holding his hand, Adelena picked her slender one with a smirk Eyebrows, a breath of hot air was blown to Mao Jue's ear.

"In the past few days, the people in Hongshuang City are very dissatisfied with the policy of land requisition. The gate of the yamen is full of protesters. General, do you want to explain yourself? Why didn't you post a notice in advance and let them do it for nothing? So many days?"

Tens of thousands of people are working hard for you!Michong can't survive being a chic and moist landlord, so who is hypocritical?

The corner of Mao Jue's mouth twitched a little. The criminal law of later generations can clearly stipulate that taking advantage of other people's ignorance to make profits is called narrow. He fooled the refugees and helped him plow hundreds of thousands of acres of wasteland. Isn't the glorious image of the general collapsed?

Scratching the back of his head, Mao Jue smiled resentfully.