I am old in the Han Dynasty

"Five, five is too little."

Xie Lang: "Then find someone else to do it." Then he turned to Xiao Qi, "Let's go back to the house."

"Hey, wait."

The person who spoke rushed up, and the golden monkey turned around immediately, what do you want to do?

The person rushing up hurriedly stopped, stopped too quickly, and staggered backwards.Xie Jianye quickly supported him, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Hurry up!He was frightened by monkeys.

"Sanlang, make me one."

"Why make it for you. Saburo, make one for me."

Before Xie Lang could speak, the people behind started shouting.

Xie Lang had expected this situation a long time ago.From scratch, from poverty to wealth, the time is too short, the villagers have not yet adjusted, and they still regard a copper coin as more important than a life as before.So when Xie Lang asked the women if they wanted to make coupe cars, they didn't dare to make their own decisions.

The elders of the family or the man in charge came over and said that with the columbine cart, the crops could be planted earlier, and the bean curd sticks could be made early to sell for money. It happened that they could spend the money to make the columbine cart, so they all wanted to do it.

But the car is just the beginning. They don't learn how to negotiate. If they don't fight this time, they will have to fight next time they encounter similar things.

Seeing the golden monkey come in, Xie Lang immediately closed the door and ate pancakes.Then go to the rabbit stew.

After dinner, I took a bath with Xiao Qi, and washed the clothes to dry on the rope. It was so dark outside that we had to bring the cattle and sheep into the house, so Xie Lang opened the door and went out, "Have you discussed it yet?"

The quarrel was so dry that everyone who almost copied the guy shook their heads at the same time.

Xie Lang led a cow with his right hand and two sheep with his left hand and went into the house.

Everyone subconsciously followed.

Xie Lang didn't turn his head when he heard the movement, and said slowly, "Brother Monkey is at home."

Everyone stopped suddenly, not daring to take another step forward.

Xie Lang tied up the cattle and sheep, turned around and came out, "In my opinion, one of your family has one person, and the winner will make a columbine cart. How about the loser rent the winner's columbine cart?"

"No way!"

It was too dark, Xie Lang didn't see who said it clearly, and he didn't bother to care, "Then you guys keep arguing, and call me after the quarrel comes to an end."

"and many more!"

Xie Lang stopped, "Arguing with me?"

"No, it's not. You are the head of the village, and you have to uphold justice."

Xie Lang smiled, "I will do it for whomever I say?"

"Yes! We listen to you."

Xie Lang nodded, "That's good. I told you before that without my uncle's help, I can make two more. Then let's do it for my elder brother and second brother."

"Ah!" Everyone exclaimed.

Xie Lang raised his brows and reminded everyone, "I am the head of the village, listen to me, you say it yourself."

"You, you already have one in your family, what else will you do for your elder brother and second brother?"

Xie Lang couldn't help laughing again, "If you say that, I have to talk to you. I'll make one for my uncle's family to use. Brother Zhongwu's family will make one for their whole family to use. Qianlizheng's house One, he and his sons use it. His uncle made one, and his uncles sons use it. If these are removed, there are probably more than 60 households left in our silkworm farming.

"Which one of you has a good relationship with them, can't you borrow them first? Isn't it enough for the rest of the family to make one? If you don't want to do this, you can go to whomever you like." After finishing speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Everyone was speechless.

Then he came back to his senses and couldn't help but say, "How could he do this?"

"That's right. Fortunately, he is still the head of the village."

Xie Guang, who was drinking porridge and watching the excitement, couldn't bear it anymore, "You guys chose this village chief. Do you really want to change it? Hurry up, hurry up, pick a new one while everyone is here, and save my Uncle Sanlang all day long." I broke my heart for you."

"He, wouldn't he think the same way?" The speaker pointed to the closed door.

Everyone's heart suddenly jumped, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that it was impossible.

"Xie Sanlang, you should die of this heart."

"We won't fall for it."

"Yes, we won't fall for it."

Xie Lang couldn't help rolling his eyes, and shouted towards the door, "My Brother Monkey has woken up."

There was no sound outside the door.

Xie Lang added some grass to the cattle trough and the sheep pen, then took Xiao Qi back to the room to sleep.

The walls of Xie Lang's house were thick, the doors and windows were closed, and the side room was some distance away from the gate, so one could faintly hear voices, but because they couldn't hear clearly, it didn't hinder Xie Lang's sleep, so he slept until dawn.

After waking up the next day, washing his face, brushing his teeth with an expensive simple toothbrush bought in the city, feeding the animals and making a meal, it was only when Xie Lang opened the door that he thought about the things he left behind last night.

Seeing that there was no one outside the door, Xie Lang immediately turned to the next door and shouted, "Xie Guang!"

Xie Bowen came out and saw him rubbing his eyes, "You just woke up?"

"No. I just cooked the meal. I was drowsy from the firewood." Xie Lang yawned as he spoke, "When did those people leave?"

Xie Bowen thought about it carefully, "The moon is in the middle of the sky. I seem to know that you are asleep before going back."

"Have you discussed it?" Xie Lang asked.

Xie Bowen shook his head, "Xiaoguang said no." Pointing to the door of Xie Zhongwu's house on the east side, "Today, some young wives and girls came to bake the oily skin. The older ones didn't come, so it's probably still in discussion."

Xie Lang scoffed, "It's best to negotiate until harvesting wheat."

"You really don't care?" Xie Bowen asked curiously.

Xie Lang: "This is their own business, and I don't care about it. It was agreed when I was elected to be the head of the village. Big things will come to me, and they will solve small things by themselves."

"Isn't that a big deal?"

Xie Lang shook his head.

"Then what is a big deal?" Xie Bowen was very curious.

Xie Lang: "Of course it's a matter of human life." Seeing Xie Bowen's eyes straightened in shock, he waved at him, "It's time to eat. I have to take Xiaoqi to the school later, don't look for me unless you fight .”

The discussion last night lasted until midnight, and those who got up late today went to the door of Xie Lang's house after dinner, and saw the door was tightly shut.Unlike yesterday when it was locked from the inside, today it is locked from the outside.

The person in the lead is going to look for Xie Lang.

Xie Bowen didn't need to go to the city today, he came out to remind them when he heard the commotion next door, "Sanlang is learning to read and write with his master, you'd better not disturb him."

"Your family's car is ready, of course you say so."

Xie Bowen immediately wanted to slap himself and make him talk, "Do you still remember what you promised Saburo when you chose him as the chief?"

Everyone shook their heads subconsciously, not remembering.

Xie Bowen pointed to the extra wooden sign at the door of Xie Lang's house, "I'm looking for Qianli to come over and read it to you."

Don't read it, just notice the sign and they will remember it.

Ask me for big things, solve small things by yourself, what I say is what.If you don't agree, I won't do it.

Seeing everyone calm down, Xie Bowen said, "In my opinion, you should listen to Sanlang and decide after a fight. By the way, when Sanlang left, he said, kill him and go find him. As long as you have breath, don't bother him."

"He, how could he do this."

Xie Bowen wanted to laugh, who asked you to choose a hairy kid as the head of the village.He didn't smash your stove with a hoe, it's all because of his self-restraint.

"I don't think he can do that either. How about we choose another one?"

"Choose you, do you have the skills. Don't learn from your son, watching the excitement all day is not too big a deal."

Xie Bowen didn't think it was a big deal just to watch the excitement, "The wheat will be ripe in half a month. Time waits for no one."

Once the wheat is harvested, soybeans must be planted, otherwise the growth of soybeans will be delayed.

Xie Lang may not understand this point very well, but Xie Bowen's hidden meaning can be understood by a ten-year-old child in silkworm farming.

At noon, Xie Lang led Xiao Qi home, there were only five people left at his door, and they asked him to be the courier.

Seeing that the five people wanted to yell at him, Xie Lang had to force a smile again, as if he was constipated, so he suppressed a smile and deliberately asked, "What's wrong?"

"Make us a car." The five said in unison.

Xie Lang stretched out his hand, "Did you ask Uncle Qianlizheng how much is a car?"

After the words fell, the five of them handed over the copper coins in their arms, "It's all here."

Xie Lang took it and counted it.

"One baht is not less."

Xie Lang glanced at the five of them, "I don't believe you." After counting one pack, put the other on the ground, and after counting five packs, he said to Xiao Qi, "Go and tell my uncle, come to my house to make a car in the future." .”

"Okay, third master." The child started to head south.

Seeing that the five people were still there, Xie Lang said, "Is there anything else?"

"It must be done before the busy season."

Xie Lang: "Don't ask me to do anything, I will definitely do it. Just come to me for anything serious, I don't even have time to do it."

"No, no." The five shook their heads repeatedly.

Xie Lang glanced at the five people, took the money and went back to the house.

In the afternoon, I gave Xie Jianye the iron at home, and gave him the columbine car at home, and asked him to make new columbine feet according to the columbine feet on the columbine car, and took Xiaoqi to the city in Xie Zhongwu's car.

Xie Zhongwu went to sell yuba collected from the village, and Xie Lang went to buy iron.

In fact, there is still a pile of iron in his iron room.But if the villagers can calculate how much money he has left, they can calculate how much iron his family still has.

In the evening, when he came back from the city, Xie Lang went to cook to feed his family, and then took out the wood from the wooden utensils to make columbine.

It was estimated that it was almost Haishi, so Xie Lang got some hot spring water from the map of mountains and rivers, washed up and went to rest.

After ten days in this way, all five columbine chariots were completed.Xie Lang gave Xie Jianye twenty Wen for each columbine.Xie Jianye didn't want it, and Xie Lang didn't talk nonsense with him, and gave it to Yao Guizhi directly.

Yao Guizhi gave Xie Lang all the bean curd sticks he ate during the busy farming season.A whole sack.

Xie Lang dared to say no, Yao Guizhi dared to return the money to him.So Xie Lang didn't say anything, carrying the yuba on his back, led Xiao Qi and went home to cook.

In the morning of the next day, Xie Lang asked Xie Guang to lead Xiao Qi to the school, and he took the golden monkey and little white tiger up the mountain.

Qin Hong saw it and couldn't help asking, "Hunting?"

"No. Teach the little tiger to hunt." Xie Lang waved the sickle in his hand, pointing to the back basket, "I'll cut some grass to feed the cows."

Seeing that he didn't even bring a machete, Qin Hong made sure that he wasn't hunting, and didn't persuade him to wait for Xie Bowen to come back, but asked Xie Bowen to go with him.

Xie Lang was indeed going to cut something to feed the cows.But instead of grass, it's sweet potato vines.However, when I went to the spring where the little tiger was buried, I saw that the sunflower trees were bare, the corn stalks had only one root, the connecting rods were gone, the sweet potato vines were like dogs chewing on them, and only the cotton was missing a few leaves. I almost fainted from anger.

These beasts!

When he came here half a month ago, the sunflowers had just budded, and the corn hadn't even grown whiskers.Xie Lang thought that there was no shortage of food in the mountains, so he thought that they would not come across something they hadn't seen before.If he had known, he would have moved directly to his own house.

But now, Xie Lang only wants Huzi to grow up quickly, and join hands with Brother Hou to clean up those wild beasts.

Seeing that Xie Lang's expression was very strange, the golden monkey walked around in front of Xie Lang and looked up at him. What's wrong with you, you weirdo?

Xie Lang lowered his head and saw the golden and shiny monkey, took a deep breath, and suppressed his anger, "It's still yours."

What are you talking about?The golden monkey blinked.

Xie Lang subconsciously sneaked into the Jiangshan map, and there was a big watermelon in his hand.

The watermelon was placed on the ground, Xie Lang smashed it open with a sickle, dug out a piece of flesh in the middle, and then retreated, "You three eat it."

This amazing weirdo just keeps getting weirder.

Give it a bunch of fruits when you are in a good mood, and give it watermelon when you are in a bad mood.I really hope this weirdo will continue to be so weird.

The golden monkey glanced at Xie Lang, then greeted Hu Zi and Xiao Hei to eat melons.

Xie Lang walked to the side of the sweet potato vine and pried it open with a sickle. Seeing that the sweet potato hadn't grown yet, he couldn't dig it back, so he simply cut a bunch of vines and fed them to the cows.To avoid being completely destroyed by wild animals.As for the cotton, Xie Lang moved back ten plants along with the soil, and planted them on the wheat field behind his house.

The villagers who were leading the sheep and going to herd them by the river couldn't help but remind them, "Sanlang, this day is not suitable for planting things."

"I know." He was worried that those wild beasts would even harm the inedible cotton, "I'll try. It's best if it works, but if it doesn't, it's brought back from the mountains anyway, so there's no loss."

The sheep herder thought about his words, "You are right. But you must water quickly."

Xie Lang picked up the pan, "I'll go back and get the bucket right now." Glancing at the roots under the cane, he paused, "How come there are roots on this cane?"

"What did you say?" the shepherd asked loudly.

Xie Lang turned his head to look over, saw that he was over 50 years old, and he must have gone through a lot of things, so he carried the bamboo basket over, "I'll cut some rattan to feed the cows. But how come there are roots on this rattan?"

"This kind?" The sheep herder has never seen it before, but he has seen similar ones. "This kind of cane should survive even if it is buried in the ground."

Xie Lang asked tentatively, "You mean if I bury this root, a pile will grow in a few days?"

"Yes. Rattan is very easy to feed. Do you want to grow it? You can't. It will grow in your wheat field."

Xie Lang was surprised, sweet potatoes are really good things, and sweet potato vines can also be grown.He said with a smile on his face, "My wheat will be cut off in a few days. If it dares to hinder the growth of beans, I will cut it all off and feed the cows."

"You can do it if you have a bottom line in your heart. By the way, do you want me to take your sheep and let them go?"

Xie Lang looked at the sweet potato vines in the frame, and estimated that it would take a long time to plant them, "Help me put them away. I saw wild boars on the mountain like to eat this kind of vines very much, and my cattle must also like to eat them. I want to grow them. Go down and save it to feed the cows."

Wild boars like to harm good things, and the herdsmen didn't doubt it when they heard this, so they headed north with Xie Lang's sheep and his own sheep.

Today is hot, Xie Lang is worried that the seeds will not survive.Water when planting.Water it again at night before going to bed.Water it again the next morning.After a day, the cotton leaves fell, and the sweet potato vine leaves regained their energy, Xie Lang was relieved.

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Lang packed up the house and called to Xie Zhongwu, "The car is ready, whoever owns it will take it back."

As soon as the words came out, all the women who lined up to bake bean curd sticks ran over.

Xie Lang immediately turned around and went back to the house, took out two carts at a time, and five carts three times, "Go back and tell your men, help me build a bamboo shed at the door, and come with me to buy a stone trough. Your men do something else."

As soon as the village women heard this, they pulled their men over when they got home, and followed Xie Lang to the mountain to chop bamboo.As a result, in the evening of the next day, the bamboo shed was completed, and the stone trough Xie Lang needed was also placed.

Xie Guang walked around the bamboo shed, and couldn't help saying, "This is a bit like a cowshed. Look, there is a water tank here, isn't it just for washing the grass for the cows?"

"Really? Saburo."

Those who had been busy for two days looked at Xie Lang in unison.

Xie Lang scoffed, "Do you believe him or me?"

"Of course we believe you. But Xie Guang said——Xie Guang, do you want to see us quarreling with Saburo, so that Saburo can teach you a lesson later? You bastard, who did you learn so badly from?"

"I didn't!" Xie Guang was really wronged this time, he really thought it was a bullpen.

"You will not admit it."

"What's the noise?" Xie Jianye came over.

Xie Lang: "They were arguing with Xie Guang. It wasn't me. What's the matter, uncle?"

"Go get a sickle, and follow me to the field to cut the wheat, and clean up the field where the wheat is threshed." Xie Jiankang said.

Xie Lang almost forgot about it, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Taking a sickle, Xie Jiankang and Yao Guizhi cut off a piece of wheat that was almost ripe but not yet ripe, and then used a hoe to dig out the roots of the wheat. Xie Lang took the ox to Xie Jiankang's house to pull a stone roller to flatten the ground so that it could be beaten. wheat.

At this time, some families have already begun to harvest the wheat.

The next day, Xie Jianye's family also went to the ground.

Xie Lang didn't want to help, but he had nothing to do now, and Xie Jianye would help him cut the wheat if he didn't need to ask later. After he hesitated for a while after eating, Xie Lang took the sickle and led the four children of his family to help Xie Jianye cut the wheat. wheat.

The master's house also has a field, so he has to go home to cut the wheat. Besides, it's too hot now, so it's impossible to have classes in the house, and the money from selling bears before is almost used up, so the school is closed.

When Xie Lang went to the field, Xiao Qi led him, Brother Hou, Hu Zi and Xiao Lang to play in the shade.

It has been a month since the golden monkey came to raise silkworms. The villagers have seen its fierce appearance, even if they saw Xiaoqi lying on its back, they dare not get too close to the monkey.

Bypassing the golden monkey, he couldn't help asking Xie Lang, "Aren't you afraid that the monkey will hurt Xiaoqi?"

"If Xiao Qi doesn't hurt it, it won't hit Xiao Qi." Xie Lang thought to himself, the monkey wished he could treat Xiao Qi like a son, and if he hurt him, he wouldn't hurt Xiao Qi. I dare not."

"Your cub is only three months old."

It's still a little milk tiger.

Xie Lang: "Haven't you heard a saying? There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. Even though tigers are small, monkeys are afraid of them."

The speaker looked at the little ones lying on the ground and rolled into a ball, but he didn't see that the monkey was afraid of the little white tiger. "You have a big heart."

"I don't have a big heart, and I don't dare to be your chief."

"Pfft!" Yao Guizhi laughed, "What are you talking to him about. Hurry up and cut the wheat. Cut yours tomorrow."

Xie Lang shook his head, "My wheat grains are big, it will take another two or three days."

"Yes! Saburo, don't forget what you promised me." Qianli Zhengxie Jiankang was planning to go to the field to see if his wheat was ripe.Hearing Xie Lang's words, he immediately ran over, "I'll exchange a catty and a half for you."

Xie Lang nodded, "Okay. I'll exchange it with you after the fight."

"Okay, okay." Xie Jiankang was relieved.

The people next door to Yao Guizhi's house couldn't help asking, "What for?"

"Didn't you find out? The wheat grains of Sanlang's family are big and full. I think his family's one mu of land can produce six stones of grain."

"Six stones?!" Yao Guizhi couldn't help straightening up, "Sanlang, really?"

At this time, there are only four stones of grain in the best one mu of land.In the Han Dynasty, a stone was 120 catties, but a catty at this time was half a catty in later generations, which is [-] catties in later generations.

One mu of land in silkworm breeding is not as big as that of future generations, but this year's weather is good, except for the drought in the beginning of spring, the weather can be said to be good later on, Xie Lang feels that one mu of land can harvest four hundred catties of future generations.

"Almost." Xie Lang calculated in his mind before saying.

Yao Guizhi immediately said, "Sanlang, leave some seeds for me too."

"Sanlang, leave some for my family too."

"Uncle Sanlang, save some for my family too."

Xie Lang's head twitched in pain, "Stop, stop. I've already promised my uncle, Uncle Qianlizheng and Xie Guang, except for my own seedlings, I'll give them all to you."

"We all heard it."

Xie Lang wanted to roll his eyes, "I, Xie Sanlang, spit and nailed each other."

Everyone felt relieved and said, "Tell us when your family harvests the wheat."

"I'll never forget you." Xie Lang went hunting in the mountains and went down to dig wells, but if he couldn't cut the wheat, his back would ache after bending over for a while.Everyone in the Lede village ran to his family's field to "grab the wheat."

Three days later, when most of the wheat in the silkworm rearing was cut off, Xie Lang took the sickle and led the child to the field.

Both Xie Jiankang and Xie Jianye's family had only a small piece of wheat field left.Seeing him go to the field, he immediately drove the women in the family over to help him cut the wheat.

Xie Bowen and Xie Zhongwu also cut the wheat. Seeing Yao Guizhi leading his daughter-in-law to help, they also went to help.

Too many people harvested too fast, Xie Lang had to borrow the donkey and field from Xie Bowen's house, and asked Xie Bowen to help him thresh the wheat.

Wheat was harvested in two fields, so that before evening, Xie Lang's family's eight mu of land had been harvested.

When the wind blows, the wheat husks fly off, Xie Lang asks Xie Dalang and Xie Erlang to pack the wheat husks.

Xie Jiankang did not know where to get a scale, they put a bag, he weighed a bag.After packing all the wheat grains, Xie Jiankang was shocked from ear to ear.

The people around the field waiting to change the wheat seeds quickly asked, "How much?"

"Sanlang, is there still a lot in the stack of straw?" Xie Jiankang asked without answering.

The field was cut quickly, Xie Lang pressed it in a hurry, took off most of the wheat grains, stacked up the straw, and planned to press it again tomorrow.

When Xie Lang was doing this, Xie Jiankang was also in front of him, no wonder he asked, "Not much, just a little."

"Your wheat hasn't been sun-dried, and it will be less if you dry it twice. Just treat it as damage." Xie Jiankang said.

Xie Jianye: "So how much there is here means how much food Sanlang can get per mu of land?"

Xie Jiankang nodded, "Yes."

"How much is that?" Xie Guang couldn't help asking.

Xie Jiankang sighed, "Six stones and one fight!"

"An acre of land?!"

Xie Jiankang: "One mu of land!"

"Saburo, Saburo, change it for me first!"

"Sanlang, you promised me to change it for me first."

Xie Lang rolled his eyes, "Brother Hou, Huzi, come here!"

The threshing field was instantly quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing the wheat waves remained.

Xie Lang put his hands on his hips and looked at everyone, "Who did I promise?"

No one answered, even the sound of breathing was weak.

When the golden monkey came to Xie Lang's side, he stood up and looked up at him, what did you ask me to do?

"Go to the mountains to catch a chicken, and I'll stew the chicken for you." Xie Lang pointed to the southeast direction, gurgled twice, and then pointed to his own mouth and the monkey's mouth.

The golden monkey lowered its front paws and turned its limbs to the ground.

Xie Lang pointed at Huzi, "Take a chicken with your Brother Monkey."

The golden monkey turned to see him pointing at the little white tiger, and chirped twice at the little black wolf, who left Xiao Qi behind and ran over.

The golden monkey led the tiger and the little wolf away, and everyone dared to pant.

Xie Lang asked again, "Who did I promise?"

"You promise your uncle, Qian Lizheng, and Xie Guang."

Xie Lang: "Then do you have to step back and let others come over and change first?"

Everyone retreated again and again to make way, Xie Bowen came over with wheat on his back, "My family only has six acres of wheat land, one stone is enough."

"One stone?!" Everyone exclaimed.

Xie Lang's family only had 52 shi in total, and he took one shi for one, which is really bold.

"One stone now will lose a few catties after drying. It's just right to plant six acres of land." Xie Lang looked at Xie Bowen, "It's not good to plant too densely."

"But your family is only fifty shi." Someone reminded.

Xie Lang pointed to the stack of wheat straw, "I can still dig out a few stones. Not every family has six acres of land."

"Your uncle's house is more than ten acres."

Xie Lang looked at Xie Jianye, "Then why don't those with more land be exchanged for one stone, and those with less wheat land be exchanged for the land?" After finishing speaking, he turned to Xie Jiankang.

Xie Jiankang regretted reminding Xie Lang in public, he would have secretly looked for him if he knew about it.

But things have come to this point, regretting is useless.

"Listen to you, you are the head of the village." Xie Jiankang said.

Xie Lang looked at the crowd, "Is that all right now?"

Some people were worried that they wouldn't be able to exchange it, but his family only had so much food, and it was useless to force Xie Lang, it was not good, it had to be like this.

The next day, those who didn't get the wheat seeds went to Xie Lang's house after breakfast.

Xie Lang sighed, took the ox and told Xie Guang to take his donkey and go threshing wheat for the second time.

In the afternoon, when it was not too hot, Xie Lang piled up the wheat straw, and seeing a thick layer of wheat on the ground, he couldn't help exclaiming, "There are still so many?"

"How much?" Xie Bowen took a look, "Can you hit another four or five stones?"

Xie Lang nodded, then called over all the things he bought yesterday, lifted off the husks, put them in and weighed them, it was worth eight stones.Including yesterday's 52 shi, Xie Lang's eight acres of land saw a total of [-] shi of grain.

Xie Lang was a little surprised that it was fifty catties more than the four hundred catties Xie Lang estimated.The people in the sericulture were shocked.Even Xie Bowen, who already had a premonition, couldn't help asking, "How did you grow it?"

"I haven't planted much, and I haven't even put manure here." Pointing to the land on the east side, "Only a little manure has been scattered on the west side."

"Is it because you didn't spread dung?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "I think it's because the plowing wasn't deep enough, the planting was uneven, and the ground was strong and didn't make use of it. Next year, the weather will be smooth, so we may not be able to harvest so much."

"Six stones can be seen in less than one mu of land." Xie Bowen said.

Xie Lang looked at the wheat grains, they were all pretty good, "Almost."

"That's much better than our own. If we plant carefully, we might be able to see seven stones of grain per acre just like you," Xie Bowen said.

"Don't talk about it. Saburo will give us these, and spread out the straw stack for another day, and then press it again, maybe we can get some more."

Xie Lang wanted to say it was impossible.It can be seen that everyone including Xie Bowen wanted him to press it again, so they nodded and said, "Okay."

The next day, I worked hard all day and only got a bucket of grain.And this bucket was also replaced by someone.

Xie Lang's house was full of food from the villagers except for the bucket he kept for himself.Some of these grains were very shriveled, some were long and thin, Xie Lang didn't even want to eat them.But his family didn't have a big millstone, so when he went out to grind flour, he could only use these grains.Using the ones in his Jiangshan map will definitely reveal his secrets.

Fortunately, there were people from the village to help, Xie Lang wasn't too tired from the busy farming, and Xie Lang endured the bad wheat grains.

Resting at home for three days, cooking a few meals of meat for the little ones in the family, the sky was drizzling.When the rain stopped and the fields were left to dry for a day, Xie Lang led the oxen and carried the columbine cart to the field to plant soybeans.

Bean seeds naturally also come from Jiangshan map.

There is no need to plow the land to grow beans, Xie Lang purposely planted them in the early morning.When he planted it well, the people in the village would go to the ground.No one saw his beans, no one found that his beans were plump, and no one wanted to exchange beans with him.

When the bean sprouts come out, you can also harvest millet.

The millet was collected, and the easternmost room of Xie Lang's house was also full of grain.

After resting for a day, Xie Lang took people up the mountain to fish out the bamboo in the water, and asked the villagers to chop the bamboo and peel off the white skin inside the bamboo.

Everyone was full of doubts but didn't dare to ask, so they urged Xie Guang to ask Xie Lang what he was going to do.

All the people working in front of Xie Lang's house are men, and Xie Lang didn't hide it from them, "Make things that can write."

"Do you want to make paper?" Everyone shouted in unison.

Xie Lang was shocked, "How do you know?"