Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 391

Although Yang Heshu has only been in office for one month, he has walked through all the villages in Luojiang county and has a general understanding of the situation of each village.

He finally understood why Luojiang county was just a lower county.

Because it's really poor!

In Yang Heshu's cognition, there must be at least ten cows in a mile, not to mention the private cows of each household?

Ten households have one head, which can greatly alleviate the pressure of spring ploughing.

But take Qili Village as an example. They only have one cow per mile. Every year, they only turn to 33 families, farming three mu at a time, and the rear wheel of three mu goes to the next family.

There are hundreds of households in a mile, which means that it is only after two years that it is possible for a family to turn to their own cattle once and plough three mu of land at a time.

This time, the remaining cattle should be divided into one for each mile. The efficiency of farming with cattle has at least doubled.

Yang Heshu's calculation made him feel better at last.

He gave up his great future in the capital and went to this lower county to become a county magistrate, not only to accumulate political capital, but also to do practical things.

He wanted to know whether he had to be an official like his father said?

The old Zhoutou family had cattle, but they were still very concerned about the cattle in the cowshed of the county government. That's why they sent the cattle. They knew it.

The next day, when Lao Zhou took the cow to plough, someone asked Lao Zhou if he regretted, "if you had known not to buy the cow, the county government should send the cow down and give it to us for nothing, who would buy it?"

Old Zhou tou pitifully touched his favorite cow, put a rope on it, and smelled the speech: "can it be the same? You don't know when it's your turn to send it to Li Zheng's hand, and you can only cultivate six mu of land at most. My cattle can cultivate as long as you want."

The other party choked and couldn't speak.

Looking up at the old Zhou head, he couldn't help asking, "do you like it? Why do you think your eyes look so penetrating? I'm more tired of seeing your son than when you were a father. "

Old Zhou said, "my cattle are much better than Dalang."

Now, Niu's position in his heart has long surpassed his sons and is close to man Bao's position.

No way, this cow is so easy to use and labor-saving.

However, it is still small now. Lao Zhou doesn't dare to call it hard, so he gives it a rest every time he cultivates.

Old Zhou tou, who gave him food, was also very attentive. In addition to allowing him to plant and chew the fresh grass that had just emerged in the field, he also asked several children to cut all kinds of green grass in the ridge field, and even stirred up the leftover bean dregs from making tofu at home for him to eat.

There are bean dregs in making tofu. Before May last year, if there were more tofu, there would be more bean dregs. Old Zhou tou, in addition to eating some at home, the rest were for chickens. However, since the flood, those bean dregs have been collected without waste. They have been made into various shapes by Xiao Qian.

Or fry or steam dry and put it away.

Now, a small part of the bean dregs left from making tofu go into the stomach of the Zhou family, and most of them are reserved for cattle.

Old Zhou tou specially went to baizhuangtou for advice. He said that when the farmers were busy, the cattle did a lot of work. In order not to hurt the cattle, he had to cook bean rice for the cattle.

Only if it eats no less than people can it do more work than people.

Old Zhou tou was reluctant to give bean meal or something, but he had no problem giving bean dregs.

Of course, he is not willing to call his baby cow so hard.

Man Bao was told by old Zhou tou that she should pay close attention to the cows every day, so that she paid close attention to the three cows in the small farm. One day, she went to the village to see the three cows and touched them to make sure they were very strong.

The spring rain pattered down and stopped intermittently. I don't know when it floated down again.

But the villagers in Qili Village don't have to wait for the rain to stop working. The time for spring planting is very limited. If they miss it, it will have a great impact on the crops.

So no one will delay farming hours except lazy people.

The old Zhou family has old Zhou tou and Qian. The Zhou brothers can't just be lazy.

When the old Zhou family raked out a field, sowed fertilizer and sowed rice seeds, the other families in the village began to go to the ground again and again, and chased the tail of the old Zhou family to catch up with spring planting.

Then the old Zhou family began to plough and grow beans.

With cattle, they are much faster, but no matter how fast they are, they are not as fast as man Bao.

After Lao Zhou tou said he would start planting beans, man Bao informed her two little friends that they could grow beans. Then Bai Zhuangtou only let out the wind. The peasant women who planted wheat for them last time came first.

Bai Chuang tou still likes to use them. The main reason is that they are fast and work fine. They are no worse than men.

Only strength can't compare with men.

However, there are cows in the plowing field. The three long-term workers in the village can plow with one cow per person, so Bai Zhuangtou accepted them and began a vigorous plan to grow beans.

When the male laborers came to look for work, the beans in the small village were almost finished, but baizhuangtou left a few people to start ploughing.

The peasant women went to plant ginger.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao choose to plant ginger. It's not far from the earth house at the foot of the mountain. The big ditch is ahead.

They circle a land of nearly two Mu to grow ginger. Manbao and baishanbao, who get a lot of money from selling ginger every year, expect it to sell at a high price in winter.

Only Bai Erlang squatted by the canal to tease the small insects in the water. He thought these were fish fry, but man Bao insisted on telling him, "this is a tadpole, a frog."

Bai Erlang didn't believe it all the time. "A frog has legs. It looks like a fish."

But man Bao thought Koko wouldn't cheat her, so he insisted, "this is a frog. If you don't believe it, let's take it back and have a look."

In fact, she was also curious about how this thing turned into a frog.

"OK."

So the three changed from watching Jiang to fishing for tadpoles. When Yang county magistrate came to the field with the company of the people again, he saw three children squatting on the edge of the canal to fishing for tadpoles.

Their movements are obviously unskilled and do not cooperate well. They always splash water on themselves or others, causing each other to scream.

Yang Heshu stopped everyone's reminding and looked around curiously.

They didn't carry a net with them, so they used a big leaf to catch tadpoles, but they were always unstable when holding the leaves in both hands. When they shook their hands, the water and tadpoles fell back into the water.

So many times, full of treasure gas, roared Bai Erlang squatting in the most favorable position, "Why are you so stupid, don't shake."

Bai Erlang roared back, "it's Bai Shan shaking."

Bai Shan said, "how can I shake with a barrel?"

"It was because you shook with a bucket and didn't catch the fish I caught that you fell into the river."