Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 1805, Daming’s Spring Plowing 2
In Xiaofeng Town, Heitu Province, many immigrants have just adapted to life in Heitu Province, and the busy season of spring plowing has ushered in.

On the vast wilderness outside Xiaofeng Town, families of immigrants, men, women, old and young, went to battle. Some wielded hoes, while others plowed the land with horses, oxen and plows.

For these immigrants, they are the clearest. Only land and food are the biggest guarantee for their survival here. Every family has hundreds of acres of land. If it can be plowed, it will naturally be plowed.

Work hard to cultivate in the spring, and the harvest will be full in the autumn, and there will be endless food.

When many people were in their hometown, they didn't have any fields at all, and they were often very barren. Now they come here, the flat and open fertile black land is a good place for planting, so naturally they should be cherished twice.

At this time, even old people can't be idle. They have to swing a hoe a few times, and they have to turn over a piece of land.

"Thuk~chuk~"

Li Er clumsily drove the cultivator, looking very nervous.

Because he followed Li Da's suggestion, he expressed his intention to purchase a cultivator from the Immigration Department as soon as he arrived here, so he became one of the first people to use a cultivator in Xiaofeng Town.

While others were exhaustingly plowing the land, Li Er was already plowing the land with the machine.

Although I'm still not very familiar with it, and I'm still a little clumsy, but fortunately, the land here is open and flat, and after I get used to it, I can get used to it quickly.

"This land cultivator is really good. It's really good. If you reclaim hundreds of acres of land in one day, you can reclaim thousands of acres of land casually. At that time, there will be more grain grown. How can there be enough to eat? .”

Li Er drove the cultivator, and he liked it very much in his heart.

At the beginning, I was worried that if the machine was too expensive to work, the money would be wasted.

Now that the machine has arrived, it is more useful and efficient than I imagined, and the plowed soil is deep and fertile.

When I have plowed thousands of acres of land with ease, I look at my neighbors next door. They are still busy wielding hoes, exhausted.

"Li Er~Li Er~"

After a busy afternoon, Li Er stopped the cultivator to rest and was ready to have lunch. His wife Lu Shi was completely idle, cooking for herself and taking care of the sheep and horses allocated by the government.

Just as I was about to eat, several neighbors from the neighbors came up to me.

"Brother Lin, Brother Chen, Brother Ma~"

Seeing a few neighbors, Li Er also greeted with a smile.

Immigrants in this immigrant town come from all over the world, Li Er is from the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and this Lin Wusi is from Fengyang, South Zhili, and is also a fellow of the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty.

Chen Dashan is from the Loess Plateau in Shaanxi. He has a strong northern Shaanxi accent and has a special flavor when he sings; Ma Ge is called Ma Youtian, and he is from Guizhou Rendashan. Shan, who has been emigrating since the second half of last year, took several months to get here.

"Li Er, this machine is really powerful. You have reclaimed hundreds of acres of land in one day."

Lin Wusi said with slightly red eyes.

"Isn't it? Look at the plowed land. It's deep and thick. All the bugs and eggs on the ground have been turned out, and all the weeds have been turned in. The farmer will definitely grow well this year."

Chen Dashan carefully measured the thickness of the dug out soil, and he was also full of praise.

"The 200 taels of silver is really worth it. It would be nice if I bought one together at that time."

Ma Youtian touched Li Er's cultivator and said.

"I also bought it after listening to my brother's advice. Otherwise, how would I be willing to buy this thing? Not to mention that I have spent all my money, and I still owe a whole lot of money to the bank."

Li Er touched his head and said.

"Li Er, help me dig the land when you have time, I don't let you work for nothing, how about I give you 100 tael of silver to dig 1 mu of land?"

Lin Wusi thought for a while and said to Li Er.

"One tael of silver for 100 mu of land?"

As soon as Li Er heard this, he immediately thought about himself.

If the cultivator works hard every day, gets up early and goes back later, there is no problem at all plowing six or seven hundred mu of land a day. If it costs one tael for 100 mu of land, it can earn six or seven taels of silver in a day.

If it is during the slack season, this seems to be a good deal.

But if you think about it carefully, the price is too low. My machine costs nearly 200 taels of silver, and I have to burn oil, and my own labor. It costs a lot of money.

What's more, it's spring plowing time, and I'm thinking of plowing more land. For a few taels of silver, I can plow hundreds of acres of land.

"No, no~"

"Now is the time for farming. I can't do it myself. How can I help you plow the land?"

Li Er shook his head again and again, the price was too low, he was not worth it.

"100 taels of silver for 2 mu of land, it's easy for you to turn over the land, isn't it just walking around with a machine, 2 taels of silver is enough."

"Besides, you have already plowed thousands of acres of land. Just you and your wife can plant a few thousand acres. If you plant too much, you will be too busy to weed and harvest in autumn. is not it."

Seeing Li Er's refusal, Lin Wusi said again, doubling the price.

Lin Wusi also had a ledger in his heart. He couldn't plow much land by himself, so he might as well hire Li Er to plow the world for him. He could plow a thousand mu of land for 20 taels of silver. , much more cost-effective than buying the machine yourself.

"2 taels of silver."

Li Er immediately hesitated when he heard this. The 2 taels of silver for 100 mu of land seems to be a good deal. If you work hard a day, you can earn more than a dozen taels of silver. As long as you work for ten days, you can owe a loan to the bank. Also dropped.

Thinking of this, Li Er was immediately moved. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, 100 taels of silver for 2 mu of land. I'll plow some land for you."

"That's right, my brother. This year, everyone didn't buy a tiller. Next year, when everyone has a tiller, no one will ask you to plow the land."

When Lin Wusi heard this, he immediately said with a smile.

"Li Er, help me dig the land as well. The price is the same. I will also give 2 taels of silver for 100 mu of land."

Chen Dashan also said hastily.

"It's mine too. It's too slow to plow the land by myself. I can't plow a few acres of land in a day."

Ma Youtian also followed suit.

"Okay, count them all. Tell me how much land you want to turn, and I will arrange it for you. Take turns, and try not to delay everyone's farming time."

Li Er smiled and nodded.

The little calculations in my heart started silently. If I could do this for ten days and a half a month, I would not only pay off the bank loan, but also earn a lot of money.

The spring plowing has just started now, and there is still a lot of time. Maybe it can be done for a month, and then it will be able to earn a lot of money.

"The money will come soon, and the money will be easy to earn."

After Li Er thought about this clearly, he became a little excited.

In the past, in the mountains, there were father Li Carpenter and elder brother Li Da. He, Li Er, was as emotional as he was in his trouser pocket since he was a child, and he didn't have a copper coin.

Now that the immigrant is here, he is not only the master of his own family, but also the money is so easy to earn. There is no problem at all in earning hundreds of taels of silver easily.

And it won't delay my own affairs. The efficiency of farming with machines is too high, and it is indeed possible.

Mocheng (formerly Moscow City, which has now been renamed Mocheng and has become the capital of Black Soil Province) is a rural area tens of kilometers away. With the arrival of spring, here is also a busy spring plowing.

Tarasov, like everyone else, started to get busy on his own land early.

They are no longer serfs, they have freedom and their own land. Last year, when the Daming New Year was about to be celebrated, the Emperor of Ming even distributed food to these serfs, allowing them to live a full life. Full winter.

It is also the first time that everyone has a vague concept of the Son of Heaven, and it seems that it is a good thing to be ruled by the monarch of this distant eastern empire.

At least in the past, the nobles in Moscow would never care about the life and death of their own serfs, and they would not care whether you have food to eat in winter, whether you will starve to death or something.

Now, these Daming people will, and the Emperor of Daming will care about them and distribute food to them.

This life is different from before, with hope and ambition.

As the weather warmed up slightly, Tarasov and the others began to get busy in the field. Although the weather was still a bit cold, it did not prevent them from cultivating the land under their feet with the greatest enthusiasm.

In the past, this land belonged to the nobles, but now it belongs to them, so they are extraordinarily passionate and motivated. Everyone is working hard to plow the land, waving the hoes in their hands, plowing out pieces of land, Prepare to plant food, and there will be endless food in autumn.

"Hey, hey~"

While Tarasov and the others worked hard to plow the land, they also chanted, and there were smiles on each other's faces. The Ming people said that they only need to pay one-tenth of the grain they cultivated to Da Ming The food is enough, and the rest of the food belongs to oneself.

They have never been so full of strength and enthusiasm as they are at this moment, as if they have endless energy, and they can't wait to plow all the land at once, so that in autumn, the grain can be harvested It is piled up in every corner of the house, and it is impossible to eat it all.

PS: I heard that when the fields were divided for the first time, the common people wanted to die of exhaustion on their own fields~
(End of this chapter)