Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

Time flies, time flies, and with the last brick falling, Fucun Village is officially announced to be completed.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Zhong Qingran looked up at the word "Fucun" on the plaque at the gate of the village, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.Although he did not lay the bricks and tiles here himself, he put a lot of hard work into them. Zhong Qingran couldn't hide his excitement when he saw a complete village being born in his hands.

Not only Zhong Qingran was like this, but the villagers of Fu Village were also filled with joy, and the light in their eyes dimmed even the sun and the moon.

From this moment on, Fucun is their real home. Maybe everyone will live here for the rest of their lives. Now that the village is completed, can they be unhappy?

After the construction of the village came to an end, Zhong Qingran turned his attention back to making glass.He didn't want to rely on lucky luck beads every time, and the remaining ores were easier to find, so he didn't intervene in this matter, and directly handed it over to professionals, and asked the stonemason Duan Xing to take five village guards and ten young men to the mountains Look for limestone, feldspar, etc., even better if you can find other minerals.

During this period of time, Jian Mingyu took the village guards and boatmen to raid the herd of wild horses a few more times. If there were not enough wild horses, they might have taken the blame.

The wild horses are very puzzled, they have changed so many places, how come they are always found by the same group of people, not to mention how depressed they are.When they can't figure out a way, they can only stay away from the place where they live for a long time.

Fortunately, Jian Mingyu and the others caught enough wild horses before they went far away. If not enough, they can breed naturally next year.

Now is the time when the grass grows and the warblers fly, and all things prosper, so it is not troublesome to raise cattle and horses.When the wild horses gradually adapt to life in the village, the herdsmen can drive them to forage. When the horses are herding, they can also cut some wild grass and store them in the sun for feeding after winter.In this way, it can be said that no manpower is wasted.

At present, the vegetables have not yet grown, and the villagers can only dig wild vegetables to eat.There are many mountains and peaks near Fucun, which cannot be compared with the outer areas of Lushan Mountain. Women and children can only move around at the foot of the mountain at most, and they must be guarded when going up the mountain.

Jian Mingyu expanded the village guards to three teams, with ten people in each team, plus a captain, including himself, a total of 34 people.The original team was the first team of village guards, the second team and the third team were boatmen, and besides that, there was a reserve team.The population of Yifu Village cannot afford to support so many guards. Apart from daily training, the village guards still have to participate in various production activities during the rest of the time.

Other villagers, no matter men or women, as long as they meet the age requirements and are in good health, they will be pulled out by Jian Mingyu to practice riding and archery from time to time. In case, if you can't beat it, at least the chance of escaping will be much higher.The grassland is the place where the cavalry show off their prestige. If the infantry fights the cavalry, if the number is equal, it is almost the same as sending them to death.

Zhong Qingran stood on the side, watching the village guards training from a distance, with a faint smile on his lips.Fortunately, there is a large herd of wild horses near Fu Village. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to get so many horses. It is just that beans and other forage are a bit expensive. It seems that cavalry is really not something ordinary people can afford.

"Qingran, Duan Xing and the others are back." Mr. Zhong found Zhong Qingran, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile.

"Grandpa, look at your happy face, did they find the ore?" Zhong Qingran showed joy.

Mr. Zhong nodded: "Go, go back and see if it's what you want."

Zhong Qingran followed behind Mr. Zhong, and the grandfather and grandson hurried back to the village.

"Village Chief, look, these ore talismans do not meet your requirements." Duan Xing looked tired, his clothes were a little messy, but his eyes were bright, and his tone of voice was slightly raised.

Zhong Qingran naturally couldn't recognize the ore that Duan Xing and the others brought back, but that didn't mean he couldn't confirm it.