In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 565 New Life

They will not have to pay taxes when they sow next summer, and can keep part of the crops and sell part of them. The Song army also has special agricultural masters to teach them how to farm and ensure that they have enough food for the year.

After the second year, they started paying 30% tax.

At the same time, during the slack season, they had to help the Song people with corvée labor. During the labor, the Song people provided food but no wages, because the Song army had previously provided materials and craftsmen for them to build houses and guaranteed food and drink for their entire family for a year.

Of course, the Song people would not let them do this forever. After three years of free labor service, they would draw lots to serve in the army. Those who won the lottery would not be selected again in the next ten years, and they would be paid when they served in the army.

Park Dayong's family was very satisfied with what they heard. The Song people took very good care of them in the early stage and ensured that their whole family could survive.

Although he had to do three years of free labor service, Park Dayong felt it was worth it and should be done.

"Can I join the army? I'll be 18 soon." Park Young-hoon said at this time.

Park Dayong was shocked. He didn't expect his son to join the army.

The Song Jun on the opposite side looked at Park Young-hoon and said, "You are a little small and thin."

"I'm not full. I will definitely grow taller when I eat better and feel fuller." Park Young-hoon said.

"Haha." Song Jun laughed and said, "Don't worry, you will be recruited into the army after five years of service depending on the situation."

After that, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "Of course, if you really want to join the army, there is a way."

"What method?" Park Young-hoon asked again.

"When our dynasty builds the Far East City, we also need to immigrate to the Far East. If you are willing to go, the conditions there are better and you can serve as a soldier."

"Where is the Far East?" Park Young-hoon asked.

Song Jun pointed casually.

Park Young-hoon wanted to say something else, but Park Dayong interrupted him: "Forget it, let's just settle down in Cheolju for now."

Park Young-hoon had no choice but to listen to his father.

Before Park Dayong and his family left, they thanked Mr. Li profusely, and then followed the Song army's carriage.

Mr. Li was called to the front by the officer of the Song army. "Thank you, Mr. Li, for bringing another family here for us. Here is the approval document. You can get 100 kilograms of sugar when you go back."

"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome. It's just a piece of cake, just a piece of cake." Mr. Li was overjoyed.

It turned out that Mr. Li was also taking advantage of the Song army. For every household he brought over, he would get 100 kilograms of sugar.

Of course he didn't understand why the Song army wanted to do business at a loss.

Over the past decade or so, he has been helping the Song army with publicity and attracting people.

Every family with two able-bodied adults can get 100 kilograms of white grain.

The price of sugar at this time was far lower than that during the Baoqing period, but in Goryeo it was still sold at about one guan per catty, which was unaffordable for ordinary people.

According to this calculation, the Song army would have to pay one hundred strings of cash for Park Dayong's family.

After Park Dayong came, the Song army had to provide them with oxen, tools, and help them build houses, which cost a lot.

But the Song army also had a fortune. The Song army's sugar was sold at one pound per string in the Goryeo market, and the actual cost was only a few cents.

So paying for a hundred kilograms of sugar is really a bargain.

For example, Park Dayong's family has five members, two adult laborers, one is 17 years old and strong, and two children who will also be laborers in the future. It is definitely a huge profit.

Mr. Li was about to leave, but unexpectedly an officer of the Song army told him not to recruit anyone for the next month and just keep promoting the benefits of the Song people.

Although Mr. Li didn't understand what it meant, he still responded.

On the other side, Park Dayong and his family followed the Song army's carriages for dozens of miles and found that the Song army's carriages were not that bumpy. Later they learned that the Song army's carriages had special tires.

The next morning, after breakfast, they continued their journey to the afternoon and finally arrived at their destination.

This is between Yanzhou and Tiezhou.

It is about thirty miles away from the sea.

Many of the fields here are newly cultivated. Because they are close to the sea, it is said that the soil was originally alkaline. Later, the Song army used something unknown. They first dug pits to accumulate water for irrigation, and then released the water to clear the silt after one or two years. After this treatment, they can get paddy fields suitable for cultivation.

You can see many tunbu along the road. Here, ten households form a group, and a hundred households form a large group. Each large group has a tunbu. The tunbu mainly serves as a tool household, storing various tools, grain, raising cattle, etc.

Park Dayong and his family were assigned to Tunbu No. 87.

After arriving, I found out that the No. 87 Tunbu was not yet fully populated, with only more than households.

Park Dayong was lucky, as there were exactly sixty-one households. After the chief had a chat with Park Dayong, he let him be the chief first, and if anyone else came later, they would be under his charge.

Park Dayong and his family saw Tunbu No. 87 that day. The entire Tunbu covered an area of ​​more than acres. It was surrounded by low walls on the outside and all the buildings inside the walls, including the home of the chief security officer, the home of another security officer, and the rest were tool sheds, grain storage warehouses, cattle sheds, sheep sheds, etc.

The grain storage warehouse was even dug underground. Since they had just arrived, Park Dayong and his family had no idea how much grain each fort would need to store.

He was appointed as the head of the village, and as required, his home had to be close to the garrison.

The chief of the village, Song Jinzhong, chose a location for him and built a house one mile west of Tunbu No. 87.

“One house can be built for one person in the family, regardless of gender, age or status.”

"You have a family of five, so you can build five rooms, and then add a woodshed, a storehouse, a poultry house, a guest room--"

Song Jinzhong took a piece of paper and drew while talking to Park Dayong and his son. After a while, he had drawn nearly ten houses on the paper, which left Park Dayong stunned.

Finally, Song Jinzhong drew a square to enclose the houses: "This is your yard."

"One hundred steps away from the yard, we can open up wasteland and cultivate farmland."

"We will mainly cultivate the west and south sides. The fields on these two sides have been taken care of by the court. There are five people in your family. How many acres of land do you want to cultivate?"

Park Dayong and Park Young-hoon looked at each other, and after thinking for a while, Park Dayong asked, "Do you have any oxen for farming?"

"Each village has five cows, one for each household. Each large village (like their No. 87 village) has another ten cows, which are distributed by the village chief. Whichever family is in urgent need can use them first."

"You are the only family in this insurance now, you can use one cow alone." Then he looked at his son: "You can also use two cows at the same time."

Park Dayong was overjoyed.

Song Jinzhong then explained to him: "The plows of our Song Dynasty are different from those of Goryeo. They are more efficient. Moreover, the canals and ditches have been rebuilt by Baozhong. You can rest assured to farm. Even if you don't have time to collect the grain, Baozhong and Da Baozhong will send people to help you."

Song Jinzhong said that among the previous immigrants here, each adult in each household had an average of more than ten acres of land.

For example, their family includes Park Dayong and his son, and Park Dayong's wife can also be counted as the majority, so they need to have at least 25 acres of land.

Anyway, the Song army will provide food in the first year, so all we have to do is concentrate on farming.

Park Dayong was even happier after hearing this, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's get 25 acres."

"Thirty acres." Unexpectedly, his son Park Young-hoon was even more ruthless and directly added five acres: "Son, endure a little more hardship and take thirty acres first." Hahahaha, Song Jinzhong laughed and decisively drew a few more circles on the paper.

Then Song Jinzhong took the two villagers and accompanied them to where they were.

The scene looked slightly damp, the soil was uneven and overgrown with weeds.

But Park Dayong was very happy to see so many weeds, as it proved that crops could be grown there.

I’m afraid that there are some places where weeds don’t grow.

It was just that some weeds were pulled out in the first year. Of course, when they were in Goryeo, they almost never pulled out weeds when farming, and if they did, they would only pull out the more obvious ones, so the yield was not high.

Song Jinzhong took a small black flag and stuck it somewhere in the middle, then told Park Dayong that this was the middle of their yard, and if the flag was spread out in all directions, it would be their homestead.

Later, about a month later, materials from the court will be delivered continuously, and craftsmen and workers will come to help them build houses. During this month, they will mainly sleep in tents and work hard. Of course, they will also be given some necessities in the early stage.

"It's not hard, it's not hard. We can sleep on the floor." Park Dayong said with a smile.

It's June now and the weather is good. It's indeed possible to sleep on the floor, but there are mosquitoes.

They came in a horse carriage. Park Dayong looked around and saw that their house was not far from the road. The east side of the yard was next to the road, which was quite convenient.

The fields given were on the west and south sides of the yard.

Song Jinzhong asked people to get off the carriage, and then one person held a cup of lime, and the other used a strange tool, and sprinkled it as they walked, and soon a white line was drawn on the ground.

This is the approximate location of their military farm. The Goryeo people measured the fields by steps, but Park Dayong discovered that they measured them with a ruler.

Someone took out a long measuring tape and marked out two fields for him on the west and south sides, totaling about thirty acres.

Then, during the pulling process, they used lime to mark out ditches, ridges, and paths. The paths had to be connected to the main road and had to be wide enough to accommodate Song Dynasty horse-drawn carriages.

While drawing the lines, Song Jinzhong explained to Park Dayong. Park Dayong and his son nodded continuously as they listened. They had not expected that the Song people had such strict requirements for cultivating land.

"This way." At this moment, Song Jinzhong planted a flag at another place: "We need to build a waterwheel here and dig a canal to connect the mountains and rivers."

The places where the Song people cultivated land were all close to water sources. Dashan River was actually quite far away from their No. 87 Tunbu, about ten miles away, but they had dug through the west side. For some places that were too far away, the Song army also dug out inner ponds to store water for later use.

No matter how difficult the place is, we will still dig wells.

In Park Dayong's group, every ten households in a group must have a waterwheel, and the waterwheel is usually located near the group head.

Song Jinzhong said a lot that day, but Park Dayong couldn't remember some of it, so it was his son Park Young-hoon who took notes.

After staying for about an hour, Song Jinzhong said he was leaving, and then the carriage was given to them. At night, the women could sleep in the carriage. In the early stage, they would go to Tunbu No. 87 every five days to bring back food.

"Don't we have to cook it ourselves?" Park Dayong asked in surprise.

"Of course not." Song Jinzhong said, "Someone in the fort will prepare it. You just arrived and don't even have a house. It's too troublesome to cook it yourself. What if it rains? The fort has prepared it. As long as you don't mind it being unpalatable, it's fine."

"No, no, as long as I'm full." Park Dayong was delighted. This saved him a lot of trouble.

After Song Jinzhong left, they temporarily used the carriage as their home. Anyway, they didn't bring many things with them from home, so they put whatever they had in the carriage.

Then the whole family started pulling weeds.

That’s right, Song Jinzhong asked to weed first. Now the tools haven’t arrived yet, so they pulled them out manually and let them dry in the sun so they can burn them.

The workload that day was not large, so we just had some fun pulling weeds.

Park Young-hoon followed Song Jin-jong back home, carrying two loads, which were their dinner.

To Park Dayong's surprise, the dinner was quite good, with one meat and two vegetable dishes, including braised pork and two vegetarian dishes, which were far better than what he had eaten in Tongzhou. The whole family almost cried after eating this meal.

Park Dayong couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten braised pork.

Moreover, the food cooked by the Song army tasted much better than that cooked by the Koreans.

The Song army added sugar when roasting meat, and it obviously tasted better than the Goryeo way.

The only drawback is that their home is one mile away from Tunbu No. 87, and Park Young-hoon has to walk three round trips, a distance of six miles, to get three meals a day.

Park Dayong's wife, Mrs. Park, felt sorry for her son, so she later took over the picking up and delivering of things every day, while Park Young-hoon specifically helped his father with the work here.

Song Jinzhong was very efficient and sent someone to deliver various tools and several bags of lime the next day.

Lime is used to kill insects, and the area where they live is sprinkled with lime several times, then plowed and leveled.

The early stages of the work were done by their own family members, and they had requirements for how well they could accomplish it.

Even the location where they go to the toilet every day is regulated. If they want to build a toilet there in the future, they have to dig a pit first.

Park Dayong and his son also work hard every day. His two younger siblings sometimes help out by plowing all the fields and letting the sun kill the weeds. His younger siblings then help pull them out manually.

The ridges and roads along the fields must be kept well, as well as the canals and ditches.

On the third day, Song Jinzhong's men brought two oxen and a cartload of fodder for the oxen.

They could use oxen to plow the land, and with the Song army's new plows, they could plow deeply and quickly.

With the help of two oxen, they plowed thirty acres of land in just twelve days.

After plowing, the soil is exposed to the sun, and after it is dry, it is broken up and leveled.

They also cultivated two acres of land on the side, mainly for growing vegetables, which was also allowed by Song Jinzhong.

After the two acres of land were cultivated, the No. 87 Tunbu just delivered some wood ash, which was used as fertilizer in the fields.

Park Dayong and his family were busy for a month. Although they were very tired, they felt very happy.

There is no pressure here. Sometimes when you are too tired, you can take a day off and go to Tunbu No. 87 with your family. It is like a small town, with shops and teahouses inside.

One day a month later, a large number of horse-drawn carriages suddenly appeared on the road, and the building materials supported by the court arrived.

More than a dozen truckloads of materials, a craftsman and three workers arrived that day to help Park Dayong's family build a house.

Park Dayong then realized that the materials being transported were different from what they had seen before. They were all red bricks and a small amount of wood.

At this time, Da Song cement had just come out and was mainly used in the west. It was also promoted here and the cement plant was still under construction.

They still use the original glutinous rice paste and lime paste as fixing materials.

But red bricks are already mass-produced, they are easy to transport, and can be used to build houses quickly.

The craftsmen first built a toilet for his family and buried two large vats underground. They also told him that the waste could be used to grow vegetables.

Then they built a kitchen, and three months later, their family could make their own fire and cook.

(End of this chapter)