Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

Your Majesty is so fooled, this sweet potato...is it true that it yields thirty dans per mu?

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Chapter 53

Guojia Village.

This is a village in Chang'an County.

This is also an important place for replanting sweet potatoes, and almost half of the people in the village have been selected.

Without him, because it is too close to Chang'an, it can be said that it is close to Chang'an.

"I don't know if the county magistrate can borrow cattle for farming this time."

"Hey... the Liujiazhuang next to it has already been cultivated, but we haven't even planted a single household here. It's impossible to continue like this."

"Who says it's not? You can't waste time with precious seeds like sweet potatoes. This is an yield of [-] tons per mu. Alas... But the cattle have not been in place, so I'm so worried!"

"Without cattle, how can we plant sweet potatoes with more than 100 households! At that time, the master of the household department can say, don't delay too much, otherwise the seeds will lose their vitality and become dead seedlings!"

"Yes, yes, what can we do now! Muramasa, go and urge the county magistrate again. When will you farm the cattle for us?"

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At the head of the village, a group of village households shouted towards the village chief with sad faces.

The villager of Guojia Village is an old man who is almost 70 years old.

He is also the venerable with the longest seniority in Guojia Village.

It is also the backbone of Guojia Village.

Hearing what the farmers said, the villager sighed heavily: "Everyone, I'm also in a hurry, old man. I've already urged you several times."

"Okay, now, now I'm going to urge you again."

Cunzheng stood up, living with a stick, and was about to go to Chang'an County Yamen again.

In the past three days, not only him, but also the village chiefs in all the villages in Chang'an County that have replanted sweet potatoes have almost smashed the threshold of the county government.

There is no way, there are no farming cattle, how to plant this land.

"oops!!!"

"Look, it's the county magistrate, it's the county magistrate!!!"

And at this moment, suddenly, a young man from the Guo family village stood up abruptly, pointed in the direction of Chang'an, and shouted in surprise.

In an instant, everyone stood up and looked up.

Isn't that right? I saw that the county government's team had come to kill me mightily.

When the villager saw him, he hurried up to meet him.

"My lord, my lord, are there any cattle, are there any cattle?"

The village is shouting loudly.

The team soon stopped in front of Guojia Village.

The county magistrate of Chang'an looked at the young and old in Guojia Village and waved his hand. The little officials behind him brought out a cow and five Quyuan plows.

"This is from your Guojia Village."

"Plant sweet potatoes well, and don't disappoint His Majesty's expectations of you. The county magistrate will come to inspect at any time."

"Master County Magistrate, this is only a cow."

"This...isn't enough. We don't want these plows anymore, magistrate, give us another cow, at least two cows."

The village is shouting.

"What is not enough!!!"

"It's not easy to give this cattle to you, don't, I'll take it away again!"

"Humph!"

"There are also these Quyuanli, but they are treasures given by His Majesty. He said that a cow is enough to control them, even without a cow."

"Take it."

"Quyuanli will reward you all. The farm cattle are favored by the county magistrate, and this one will be taken back!"

After the Chang'an county magistrate finished speaking, he hurriedly led the team to the next Zhuangzi.

After the county magistrate of Chang'an left, all the villagers of Guojia Village surrounded him.

"Cunzheng, it's not enough. There's only one cow. How can this plow the land?" Someone immediately shouted.

It is their inherent impression that two oxen can plow the land.

"Yeah, and this little plow, what's the use of it, it's a treasure, Your Majesty is too foolish."

"That's right, Muramasa, Murata, how do we farm?"

"..."

The villagers were very innocent and looked at each other in blank dismay.

They really don't know what to do.

Village Zheng looked at just a farm ox, and felt that there was no good way to do it with a big head and a thick neck.

All the farming education he received was only for two oxen.

No one ever told him that a cow can still plow the land.

but now!

The situation is special!

I can only bite the bullet and go, otherwise I will delay, the sweet potato seeds are broken, no one can take this responsibility.

He looked at the five curved plows that fell to the ground.

What's the use of being so thin?

But he thought so in his heart, but he said firmly: "Didn't your majesty say that one cow is enough, let's go!"

"Work!!! Can't delay any longer!!!"

"Take the cow and that... Quyuanli, bring it to Quyuanli."

Muramasa shouted.

He led the people straight to the field.

What about a cow?

The question was all over his mind.

But when they were all in the field, they couldn't think of how to solve it.

Looking at the long straight plows piled up at the head of the field.

There's nothing a cow can do about it.

do not care!

Try Quyuanli!

It can only be this way.

Otherwise, just staring blankly, wasting time in vain, and delaying the replanting of sweet potatoes will really lead to a big mistake.

"Bring over the ox and the plow, here," the villager yelled.

"Cunzheng, there is only one cow, how do you plow it." Someone shouted immediately.

The villagers circled around, their eyes all on the villager.

In the era of Datang, Muramasa's prestige was still very high.

"Of course with His Majesty's Quyuanli!"

"One bull and one husband! Didn't you say that?"

Muramasa immediately drank it.

"this one?"

"This Laoshizi's Quyuanli is too... small, can it work?"

The villagers pushed the Quyuan plow, not believing it at all: "Let's find a way and use our plow."

"no!"

"The long straight plow is too big for an ox."

"Hurry up, bring it here, since His Majesty said so, it must be reasonable."

Muramasa shouted again.

Immediately, someone came over with a Quyuanli.

Muramasa instructed to put on.

"Is this possible? Muramasa, this is too small."

"Is this Qu Yuanli the grandson of Chang Zhili? When will this plow be done? Half an acre of land will have to be plowed for half a day." Someone complained immediately.

It drew laughter from the surrounding people.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"go!"

"Try it."

The village is directing.

The farmer had no choice but to give Qu Yuanli a try even if he looked down on Qu Yuanli in his heart.

Push the cattle.

Qu Yuanli also moved.

Immediately, some people wanted to laugh again, but when they saw the land Qu Yuanli had plowed, they couldn't laugh anymore.

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In an instant, everyone in Zhuangtou was silent.

Their eyes became very fast, staring at the row of cultivated land, the whole body felt numb.

This is too pretty.

The soil was evenly turned to both sides, and the previous crops in the field were cut by the roots.

Appropriate shade.

Also very straight.

"Muramasa, I just said, no way."

"Think about what to do next..."

The farmer holding the Quyuanli turned his head and shouted directly to the village behind him, but when he saw the cultivated land behind him, he was dumbfounded and stopped talking immediately.

Oh my God!

He swore that he had never seen such a beautiful cultivated land in his life!

This plow...

Immediately, the Zhuang Min tightly held the Quyuanli in his hand, unbelievable!

God!

Moreover, it really only uses a cow, and it is so light, you can get it done by yourself without any effort?