The Reborn Lady is Farming

Fan Zijin took out the roster Qi Haoran gave him and said: "There are too many people, I can't arrange it at all, I have arranged those women and some old people into the workshop, but there are not many people, the workshop can eat three thousand if it is dead. people."

Fan Zijin looked at Qi Haoran and Mu Yangling and said: "This is still in the autumn when the rabbits are fat and the number of slaughtering slaughter is large, and the order suddenly increases, otherwise I can't even arrange 2,000 people. Those young people will go to dig stones to build houses. Now, try to get everyone in before the temperature plummets."

  Fan Zijin wanted to say "when the first snow falls", but thought that there were not a few drops of rain this year, let alone snow.

"Those half-sized boys also went to the mountain to help lift the stones, but there were more than 2,700 people sitting idle, all of them under the age of twelve, boys and girls, and one under the age of eight. Nine hundred and fifty-two people."

   It can be seen how big the age gap is in the age groups they brought back this time.

   There are orphans among them, but most of them escaped with their mothers or grandparents. As for their fathers, they all left their homes.

There are also children whose mothers go with their fathers, but most mothers are reluctant to bear their children, so the mothers take their children and run for their lives with their parents-in-law. Because these people are old and weak, they go together on the road. Yuanhui, who broke free from the control of the silver mine only after going up.

   Yuanhui has a compassionate heart, let’s just say that, anyway, he took these people to the silver mine.

   "A Ling, how many people can you arrange?" Fan Zijin turned to look at Mu Yangling.

These people have been idle all winter. Even if they can provide them with food, clothes and various daily necessities cost money, and the army cannot provide them all, so he arranged for them to enter the workshop. He saved the cost, and they You can also get more capital to survive.

Mu Yangling calculated in his heart and said: "Give me all the people, the cattle farm will be expanded, and the number of cowsheds to be built will also increase. I also need some young men there. As for the twelve-year-old children, they can go to cut them. Pasture, this is not tiring."

  Fan Zijin said immediately: "There are more than 600 elderly people over the age of 52, you can arrange it too."

   Mu Yangling was taken aback, "Didn't you arrange them into the workshop?"

Fan Zijin had a headache and said: "Since your cattle farm needs them, then take them away. I have to let people watch them in the workshop and not steal the rabbit meat. You can't imagine them trying to steal a piece of rabbit. How many ways did the meat come up with?"

   Mu Yangling frowned slightly, "When did you become so kind? If you don't restrain yourself, the workers in the workshop will probably follow suit in the future."

"They are old and thick-skinned. No matter what I fined them, they all accept it with a smile. In the workshop, the fine for stealing is three times the silver, but what is valuable about them? We give them food and clothing. Yes, they made it clear that there is only one life, can I still kill them?"

   Qi Haoran's eyes flashed a cold light, and he sneered: "I'm used to them, and I directly ordered that if anyone dares to take things outside, they will be kicked out of the workshop. He and his family will never be hired, and they will be last in line when dividing the house."

  Qi Haoran thinks that he is good to them. Although he can't guarantee that he will eat dry every meal, he can eat seventy percent full. Isn't it better than when they escaped before?

   "Give them to me and let them go to cut the grass. They can't even steal the grass, right?" Mu Yangling thought she wouldn't mind if she wanted to steal it.

As a result, three thousand people poured into Mu Yangling's cattle farm at once, and several soldiers carried several large baskets up. The sickles inside were ordered by Mu Yangling before, and some were found yesterday. Bought it, and finally collected so much.

   Looking at the chaotic crowd, Mu Yangling said nothing.

The children were a little nervous, but the more than 600 elderly people who were temporarily kicked out of the workshop were very resistant. They did a good job in the workshop and were suddenly sent to this place. The indoor turned into an outdoor, fragrant. The rabbit meat turned into inedible pasture, making their complexion unbearable.

   Mu Yangling asked someone to carry a chair, and she sat there and read an agricultural book. Originally, the children were still chattering uneasy. Seeing that Mu Yangling ignored them, they gradually became quiet.

   The old people were even more angry, and they spoke louder and louder. Seeing that it was almost noon, Mu Yangling put away the book and turned to Zhang Wuzhang Liu who was standing behind him: "Let's go, let's go back to eat."

   Mu Yangling directly lifted the chair and went back.

  Three thousand people suddenly widened their eyes to see Mu Yangling ignore them and walk away.

  Those children who got this job with great difficulty are anxious. They vaguely know that they are disliked because they are too noisy. Some children glared at the old people, "You are all bad people, bad people!"

  Some of the old people's faces were red and blue.

   Mu Yangling and Zhang Wu and Zhang Liu went back and heated up the biscuits. Zhang Wu looked outside worriedly and said in a low voice, "Miss, if they are impulsive..."

   Mu Yangling said with a smile: "There is no food in the cattle farm except grass, what can they be impulsive about?"

Because they had just moved in, Qi Haoran's horse farm was next door, so they all went to eat at his place. They planned to wait for these people to leave before moving in officially, so now there is nothing but an empty Sanjin mansion and a row of cows. One hundred calves in the barn have nothing to eat.

   Mu Yangling finished eating the biscuits in his hand in two or three times, took a sip of water before getting up and said, "Okay, I'll go and see if they're honest."

   Mu Yangling pitied them, but she would not be so soft-hearted that she was bullied. She knew they were pitiful, and she knew that some of their actions were forced by life, but that didn't mean she would accept it.

   Mu Yangling stood in front of the crowd, and the three thousand people gradually quieted down. Mu Yangling looked at the old people on the left and sneered: "What? Don't talk anymore?"

The old people blushed, and Mu Yangling's face became cold, looking at them with stern eyes, and said: "I respect you as the old man, but you also respect me as the owner, I promise Qi Haoran to help you settle, don't You are grateful, but you have to do your duty well for me, otherwise, hum, I don't have the goodness of Fan Zijin, remember, if I don't do it well, I don't keep people in this cattle farm, and go wherever they come from. Where are you going? You're annoying me. I'll give you all to Qi Haoran. Qi Haoran's temper is even worse than mine. Although there are very few people over fifty in the army, it's not that there are none. If I remember correctly, Are you all military households now?"

  The old people's face turned pale, and the resentment on their faces disappeared immediately. Yes, they are now military households, and their life and death are in the hands of Qi Haoran. It really annoys him. What should he do if he pulls them into the military camp?

   These old bones really don't even know how to die.