Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

The door of the old lady's workshop is crowded with people every day, all wanting to come in and see what their oil press is like. Sometimes even the people working in the workshop can't squeeze in.

On this day, Luo Shi really couldn't bear it anymore. He stood at the door with his hands on his hips and said in a cold voice: "If anyone comes to me again and yells and disturbs the workers in my workshop, please don't sell their beans to me in the future." This is a gift. If you don’t believe it, just keep sticking it here and try it.”

As soon as Luo Shi finished speaking, everyone who was watching and joining in the fun began to retreat. It was not until they felt that they had retreated to a safe distance that they spoke: "Aunt Wen, we don't want to see that thing that can squeeze the oil out of the beans."

"What are you seeing? What's there to see? That's not it." Luo Shi choked back.

Villagers, you look at me, and I look at you.

"Auntie, can this really be used to extract oil from beans?" Someone finally asked the doubt in his heart.

Luo Shi looked at the confusion and expectation on each of their faces, but he still couldn't calm down and chase them away, but explained: "Our family has tried it ourselves, why don't you believe it? In this case, you wait a moment. "

After saying that, Luo Shi went back to the workshop, went to the kitchen and took out a small bowl with some soybean oil. Then he went around and selected a woman who he thought had a good character.

"Mother Chunhua, come here."

The woman who was named quickly stepped forward and called politely: "Auntie, what's wrong?"

Luo Shi handed her the soybean oil in his hand and said: "This is the soybean oil squeezed out by my oil press. Go to your field and get some green vegetables, fry a plate and try it, and show it to them too. It will save you money here." Wait, can we still work in the workshop?"

Chunhua Niang's face was filled with joy: "Auntie, do you really want me to go?" This bowl looked like a lot, so if you save a little, your family could eat several meals. At this time, Chunhua Niang's eyes were filled with gratitude.

Luo Shi hummed, handed the bowl to her, and said: "Be careful, don't let anyone squeeze you and spill the oil. If someone squeezes you and spills the oil, come and tell me, and I won't do anything about it in the future." Squeeze it for him, by the way, remember to return the bowl to me."

After saying that, Luo Shi didn't look at everyone, turned around and entered the door, slamming the door shut. He could only hear the noisy voices outside, telling Chun Hua Niang to go home quickly and try.

When the noise faded away, Luo Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing her like this, Little Luo Shi smiled and said, "Sister, you obviously want to help them, but you want to offend everyone with your mouth."

Little Luo Shi's voice was loud, and all the women working in the workshop heard it, and they all covered their mouths and snickered.

Luo Shi snorted twice, but still said stubbornly: "I just see them making noise, so much so that you can't work well."

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right." Little Luo Shi could only coax this sister.

Luo Shi led little Luo Shi into the house, brought out a bucket of oil, and said: "This is for your family. When the second brother takes you home in the evening, you take it back to Yueniang. She is pregnant now and is afraid of eating it." Those meat oils don’t make you feel good, so eating this is just right.”

Little Luo Shi saw that this barrel of oil must have weighed twenty or thirty kilograms, so he did not refuse. He just said: "It's just right. Let her eat something lighter these two days. This baby is very noisy. She vomits every day and smells... If you smell meat, you will vomit, and you can’t eat meat and oil without touching it. Sister, please deduct the bean money from my dividends.”

Luo Shi glanced at her sideways: "It doesn't matter. I'm missing your hundreds of kilograms of beans."

After saying that, Luo Shi said again: "Go back and tell your brother-in-law about this. If you want to come to Jiaojia Village to press oil, you can come, but if you ask your brother-in-law to come forward and talk about this, you should keep quiet."

"Ah? Why?" Little Luo Shi was stunned for a moment.

There were only two sisters in the room, and Luo Shi didn't mince words: "This... just like your brother-in-law, it's a matter of face."

Little Luo Shi understood immediately. She was worried that Old Man Jiao was at home. She was making money with her eldest sister here, and she was afraid that others would gossip behind her back. If Old Man Jiao came forward about the oil extraction in Jiaojia Village, others would not dare to gossip anymore. what.

"Sister..." Little Luo Shi was moved and shouted.

Luo Shi glared at her: "You're already a grandma, don't make a fuss about it. I just see that he has been very kind to you ladies over the years, and while you are making money outside, he also keeps the pregnant woman at home." My daughter-in-law needs to be taken care of before she can give him face, otherwise you can see whether I will talk to him or not."

As a sister, she will more or less dislike her brother-in-law, thinking that her sister is the best in the world, and if her brother-in-law treats her badly, that is his problem.

It was a crisp autumn day. At Wen Xiuyi's order, the whole village began to collect beans from the fields. The Wen family even pooled their efforts to collect sweet potatoes and potatoes. Everyone's face was filled with satisfaction and happiness. When I walked in the village, the most asked question from people I met was how many kilograms did your family collect?How is the output?

After a few days, everything that needs to be harvested has been collected. The Wen family's warehouse can hardly store the sweet potatoes and potatoes. Every household in the village has begun to busy drying the beans, waiting for them to be dried and can be squeezed out by the Wen family. .

The door of the workshop was also opened. Carpenter Zhang made a big, new door and closed it. A plaque was hung on it, Wenjia Oil Shop.

The words were written by Qiu Zhi himself, and two lines of words were engraved on both sides of the door: The sound of the squeeze is like thunder, shocking the stars in the sky; the oil is like the moon, illuminating the universe.

County Magistrate Chen even went to Wen's house every day, wishing he could live directly in Wen's house.

A few days later, the output of Qiu Rongrong's farm also came out. Including the Wen family, the output of sweet potatoes alone was more than 25 jins, and the output of potatoes was even higher, at [-] million jins.

Of the three new grains reported now, only corn is the smallest, but they firmly believe that after next year, there will be more corn.

In Wen Xiuyi's study, everyone was together.

Not to mention Luo Shi and Wen Laohan, Wen Xiuyi and Qiu Zhi, Chen County Magistrate, plus Wen Yao and Qiu Rongrong, looked at the statistical data, each of them had different expressions on their faces.

Luo Shi and Wen Laohan saw the hope of having enough to eat, Qiu Zhi saw the future of Annan Kingdom, Wen Xiuyi saw the results of his efforts, County Magistrate Chen saw his starry road, and Wen Yao saw a When it comes to processing non-staple foods, what Qiu Rongrong sees is money.

County Magistrate Chen looked at the silent people and hesitated for a while before speaking: "What about that? Are we going to open up wasteland?"

Today, a few people gathered in one place just to discuss this matter. There are still a lot of wastelands in Yunwu Town. Since His Majesty has decreed that Yunwu Town should be used as the main place to promote new grains, these wastelands must be put to good use.

But how to use this has become a problem. If we just recruit people to open up wasteland, then who will own the land after it is developed?Should it be returned to the court or to the people?If the people are allowed to open up wasteland on their own, how should we do this?How much should we harvest when we go back to planting grain?Each of these issues requires a charter today.