Five days after the female assassin left.

A team of mule carts drove into the village and lined up along the official road in front of the door. The driver who was leading the coach turned over and jumped down, knocking on the gate of Liu Bei's house.

The bamboo baskets piled up on the mule cart were filled with tender green rice seedlings.

The rice seedlings are still covered with dew. I heard that they were traveling day and night, entering Zhangzhou from the river, and then entering Wenshui, and mooring at Laoyao Ferry at night. They were unloaded in mule carts while the roosters were crowing.

The rice seedlings came to the south. They followed the Yellow River into the Zhang River. Did it start in Beihai County, Qingzhou? Liu Xiaopang was not familiar with the geography of the Han Dynasty, so he could only guess.

The journey was exhausted, and in such a short time, it was possible to deliver hundreds of acres of seedlings needed for fertile fields.

Master Zhang, are you too awesome?

This is clearly showing strength.

"Who sent it?" My mother was not surprised.

"Well..." Liu Xiaopang scratched his head, "A friend of mine is a fellow kid."

"What is the same pit?"

"Mother, let's talk about these idle and trivial matters later. It's important to plant rice." Liu Xiaopang rolled up his sleeves and smiled.

When working, you should tie the wide Hanfu robe sleeves with a hemp rope. Of course, you should change to a short (shr) piece (a top made of coarse cloth. The length is generally up and down the knees.) It is also possible. There are also headscarves. There is no need for mother and son to do it. These men who are driving the train, transporting seedlings and planting rice seedlings in one row, are obviously experts at first glance.

He also brought his own dry food to eat and live on the ridges of the fields.

"When will I introduce you to my mother, a traitor who has great powers?" My mother smiled. She said nonsense, and the labor force who doesn't spend money will wake up laughing in the middle of the night.

"She went out of the far door and I don't know when she would see you again." Liu Xiaopang felt a little sad. Logically, the sharp blade hanging above her head all day long disappeared. He should be happy. Why do he miss him?

"So that's how it is." My son is better than his mother. After scanning the little fat man's expression, his mother knew that he had never made any fraud.

The beliefs of this era are terrible.

These days, Liu Xiaopang has asked about this group of people from Geng Yong who was in Laoya Ferry.

The boats came from Henan, and all the mule carts were rented. They arrived at Laoya Ferry by water. Someone asked, the men from the south only said that they were hired by others.

This is not just a matter of transportation. Passing through the capital and the prefectures and prefectures is unhindered. Coordination in all aspects is not a day. Has the Taiping Road become such a climate at this time?

It seems that Master Zhang is from Julu?

Take a small boat and arrive in the morning and evening.

Not far from Lou Sang...

The rivers and valleys are good, and the winding streams separate the wild forests. They are safe and worry-free.

The old patriarch had seen it and said that a rollover car would be built to divert water, and a canal would be dug. The slope above the valley could also be used to build dozens of acres of fertile fields.

These things sound complicated, so let's talk about them later.

More than a hundred acres of fertile land are enough for Liu Bei's family to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Land property is also a household property.

When a fat man lost his father at a young age, he could start from scratch by himself, build his ancestral home, open up new fields, and make friends. He should not do it if he is a Qilin son!

After the seedlings were planted, the men from the south said goodbye and left, and took a boat to return to the south of the (big) river.

Over the years, the old patriarch has asked some tips for planting rice. Healing and catching insects, irrigating water and fertilizing, and sending clans to work according to the same situation. Farming is nothing more than diligent. As for how much yield can be achieved, it is up to fate.

As the craftsmen moved their families, the village began to build a large number of people who went to the wild forest to log in every day.

The little fat man's life has also returned to normal.

I recite and practice calligraphy every day, fight swords, ride and shoot, and never slacken.

My mother obviously knew about Gongsun’s hidden illness. Gongsun Lan and Gongsun Yan’s two personalities alternated. But my mother never admitted her mistake. How did this be done?

Liu Bei suddenly felt that Liu Bei would have the next day because of his kind mother.

The yellow horse's belly is getting bigger and bigger. He is pulled out for a walk every day to facilitate natural birth.

The cockfighting in the cage is becoming more and more obese. Apart from the only purpose of crowing, I don’t know what else to do.

Liu Xiaopang once said, "It's better to kill me."

My mother immediately turned against her and said that fighting cocks and dancing cranes, cooking wine and mixing pianos, was the interest of scholars and doctors.

Liu Xiaopang suddenly realized that this is face.

Except for the powerful landlords, who would raise a cock that could not eat eggs?

Why did the old patriarch's mouth cannon succeed?

Liu Bei also gradually realized. Just as Chen Sheng and Wu Guangyu buried his sacred book and learned to call the fox, people of this era believed in some so-called "destiny". Following a descendant of a royal family who could use the magic of earth-sinking magic, the future was obviously bright. In the least, it was better than being a pariah.

Let's promise to induce others. The craftsmen will move their families to come.

In this era, there was no law to marry a good man without marriage. Many people marry a singer and a female prostitute. They went up and down. This was the case with the emperor, let alone ordinary people.

However, the household registration system for all household registration is very strict.

Pingqi, Qiping. Qi people are civilians. Only Qi people can be compiled into households.

Craftsmen need to have legitimate reasons to settle in Lousang Village.

It is obviously very legitimate to buy land.

In Lousang Village, I bought a copy of "customer fields" from the old patriarch and requested to move to Lousang Village to farm nearby. After the coupon was established, the craftsman himself reported to the village. The reason was to "buy land and move households". With the approval of the "shoufu" in the village, the "town assistant" handled the relocation procedures. After paying the renewal, the relocation certificate will be issued to the place of relocation, and the households will take effect.

It can be seen that in addition to "listening to lawsuits and collecting taxes", the slut also controls the household registration of a township.

One acre of fertile land is worth ten thousand yuan.

The land sold to craftsmen are all private lands of the Liu clan. If it weren’t for the great cause, who would have been willing to sell it?

Fortunately, the old patriarch talked about Xiang, and the Liu clan was reluctant to find a little bit of the fertile land in each family, and reluctantly sold it to the craftsmen.

I heard that the second uncle sold a lot. Liu Bei sighed. As he thought, the fields sold by the second uncle were all the fertile lands of his own that his mother asked him to take charge of.

The paddy fields located at the mouth of Qingxi, the old patriarch has seen them. They are first-class fertile land. Each acre can be used as a price of 20,000 yuan.

Ten thousand yuan is not a small amount. The craftsmen can't make up even if they sell their money. After discussing with the clan members, the old clan leader allowed them to pay off their debts with labor. A disguised corvee service. Liu Bei couldn't help but like it. Not only does labor pricing, but also the innovation of repayment in installments.

The craftsmen's wages were obviously paid by their employers.

The big dealer must be Liu Bei.

Hearing that paddy fields are so valuable, Liu Bei decided to replace all the dams that had been built with gravel and mud in the past with bluestone dikes. As soon as the picture was spread out, the old craftsman stretched out his head and blurted out: "Why not build a ferry? Qingxi is now watery, and boats are feasible. Zhuoxian's river bank is dense and quite accessible. It is more convenient to walk on the waterway."

"Huh?" Liu Bei, who was accidentally fooled with a big project, nodded happily after thinking about it: "This is feasible."

Qingxikou in the picture was changed to Qingxidu Du. The old craftsman who saw the repayment of his hope was changed to Qingxidu Du.

Liu Bei didn't count how much it would cost.

He was awakened by the old craftsman: "The clear stream is now big."

Isn't it?

Removed the huge rocks that were stuck in the throat, and the river channel was extremely unobstructed. The weak streams in the lower reaches have grown stronger now. It is also necessary to sail! I don’t know what the river channel in the wild forests in the upper reaches is. If you go down the river, you can reach the boat.
Chapter completed!