Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

This time Zhang He recruited a total of 38 people, plus the Fat Tiger brothers, exactly 40 people.

The two Fat Tiger brothers have had a full meal since they worked with Zhang He. This time they heard that Zhang He bought the mountain and needed to recruit people to open up wasteland. The two signed up first.

Qifeng Mountain is 20 to 30 miles away from Heishui Town, and it is inconvenient to go back and forth. They brought all kinds of supplies this time.

Zhang He bought 500 catties of corn and 500 catties of soybeans at one time.

Now that the price of grain has risen, the thousand catties of grain cost him six pennies, which is equivalent to six cents per catty.

It cost him 100 Wen to buy a catty of bitter salt. Although salt is expensive, it is still indispensable, otherwise the body will be swollen and you will not have the strength to work.

In addition, he also bought 20 hoes and 20 hatchets in Niu Blacksmith's shop, which also cost him 4 pennies.

Now that land reclamation has just started, he has spent ten pennies. Land reclamation is really not an easy task.

Today, more than 40 people in this group marched into the mountains with food tools on their backs.

Old man Zhang was in a particularly good mood today. The hen in his arms pooped on his precious winter clothes. He picked a few leaves and wiped them without getting angry.

The group of them set off in the morning and arrived at Qifeng Mountain by the time it was almost noon.

The poor in this world don't have the habit of eating three meals, so Zhang He gave everyone a sweet potato as a snack.

On the other hand, old man Zhang was in high spirits. After driving twenty or thirty miles, he still had the heart to go around Qifeng Mountain.

After everyone finished eating sweet potatoes and rested for about an hour, Zhang He began to arrange work for everyone.

The 40 of them will have to live here for a long time, and they have to build a few big shacks first.

Zhang He found a flat place at the foot of the mountain, near Qingliu, and planned to set up camp here.

40 people work together, as long as the command is proper, the efficiency is still very high.

Arrange ten people to be responsible for leveling the ground, and the children among the other thirty are responsible for mowing grass and weaving grass curtains to make roofs and walls.

The adults fell the trees and nailed some of the trunks together to form the backbone of the hut.

By the time of sunset, a simple shack has been built.

Although there are only a few big logs and a roof to support it, at least it is no problem to stay overnight.

That night, Zhang He fulfilled his promise, set up the big pot in front of the shack, and boiled a big pot of thick paste with corn and sweet potato vines.

The refugees picked up big bowls and poured them into their stomachs one after another. The big pot of mush was quickly wiped out.

Old man Zhang could only direct people to set up the big pot again, and boiled another big pot to fill the stomachs of these refugees.

These refugees have a big appetite, and they ate more than 20 catties of corn in one meal. The sweet potatoes and vines are worthless, so they can be counted. It also cost more than 100 yuan.

One meal is more than 20 catties, two meals a day is forty to fifty catties, and a month is more than a thousand catties, or ten copper coins.

Old man Zhang was calculating this account, and his heart was pumped. He had to invest so much before seeing any output.

However, Zhang He had already promised to feed everyone, and he couldn't break his promise. He could only grit his teeth, smile kindly in the crowd, and ask everyone if they were full.

Everyone spent a simple night in the shack that day, and continued to build the shack the next day and the third day.

Three days later, three simple shacks had been erected at the foot of the mountain. Zhang He and his son lived in one alone, and the other 40 people shared two.

But it is said that in a valley very close to Qixia Mountain, many shacks of various sizes have been built here.

Dozens of people actually live here, they are just a group of bandits entrenched in this area.

The bandit leader was originally named Jiang Mouse and was born as a hunter.

Ever since I became a bandit, I felt that my name was not aggressive enough, so I asked a fortune teller to deduce it.

From then on, he changed his name to Jiang Tianba.

Since changing this name, the whole person has become more confident, and there is nothing wrong with ordering the gangsters.

Then he looked at an opportunity and took the fortune teller captive to the mountain.

This fortune teller usually can't cheat a few money, and he has no way of life. He eats and drinks among the bandits, and feels that being a bandit is better than fortune-telling, so he becomes Jiang Tianba's dog-headed military advisor.

On this day, Jiang Tianba was idle and bored, and was practicing wrestling skills with his two wives in the grass shed. The two sides fought fiercely.

At this time, a little Luoluo pushed open the door and broke in very impolitely. After all, the quality of being a bandit is generally not high.

My lord, my lord, there is good news!

The name of the lord was also an idea given by the fortune teller. Jiang Tianba also thought it was very pleasing, just like in the drama, it seemed very stylish.

If he hadn't heard the good news later, Jiang Tianba really wanted to split this name into two pieces with one knife.

Jiang Tianba had no choice but to withdraw from the battle head with difficulty, and pulled a piece of fur over his body, looking very mighty and domineering.

What's the matter, you're in a panic, how many times have you been taught by the military adviser, you have to learn how to face a landslide before you, and your face still doesn't change.

Jiang Tianba felt that it was necessary to strengthen the cultural literacy of the team. After all, the fortune teller said that he has a domineering spirit in him, and he will achieve great things in the future.

My lord, a group of people came from Qifeng Mountain.

Xiao Luoluo lowered her head, couldn't help but glanced at the direction of the two Yazhai ladies, and secretly swallowed a big mouthful of spit.

What's the fuss of a group of people, just grab it.

Jiang Tianba waved his hand indifferently, they have done this kind of thing a lot.

My lord, this group of people is different. They brought hoes and other tools and built shacks. They seem to be settling down in Qifeng Mountain.

As Xiao Lala spoke, she secretly glanced at Mrs. Yazhai, such a white Xuezi.

Oh, there is such a thing, quickly invite the military division to discuss countermeasures.

Yes, little one, let's go.

Xiao Luoluo reluctantly left the room, and the two Yazhai ladies hurriedly tidied up their clothes taking advantage of the fact that there were no outsiders.

After a while, a thin middle-aged man in Taoist robes and a wooden hairpin came in.

Military Master, you came just in time...

Jiang Tianba told the thin middle-aged man about Qifeng Mountain.

The military master stroked the three long beards on his chin, looking like a fairy.

Congratulations, my lord, congratulations, my lord.

Jiang Tianba was confused by the military adviser, but a herd of fat sheep came, is it necessary to act like this?

My lord, if you want to achieve great things in the future, this little guy in front of you must not be able to do it.

As soon as he mentioned his great cause, Jiang Tianba's head became hot and his blood surged.

This group of people is here to open up wasteland, and from now on we will rob every once in a while...to collect a batch of taxes.

We are like raising a fat sheep at home, and if we want to eat meat, we can cut some.

The military master stroked his beard, looking like he was holding a wisdom pearl.

Hahaha! Those of you who have read the sage books have an idea, yes! Let's collect taxes in the future!

Jiang Tianba thinks that the word taxation is a good use, and it seems that the tasteless word like robbery can no longer be used in the future.

After figuring out the joints, Jiang Tianba felt that he was one step closer to his Wangtu hegemony.