There is a ditch in front of the Luo family yard. Opposite this ditch is a weed slope. There are many stones on the slope, which makes it difficult to grow crops.

Luo Yong was in this place last spring, and picked up a small piece of field along the edge of the ditch, sowed a lot of dirt and then planted a lot of seeds he had collected before, but there was no harvest.

In the past two years, if those merchants who often travel to Xipo Village find any novel seeds outside, they will often bring them over. Luo Yong is always generous to these people. In order to express his gratitude, he often invites people to dinner.

Then the people in Xipo Village were very worried. They were worried that Luo Sanlang would be deceived. Some individuals would like to him and specially make some seeds of wild flowers and weeds to fool him.

Judging from the current development situation, they all feel that their worries have come true.

None of the rosy seeds will be decent after planting them. They will either die in a while and die in a short while. Or they will simply be unknown weeds and saplings. When they first grow, they can't tell what they are. When they grow up, they will grow a little, okay, isn't this a kind of bush that they often see on the hillside?

After the beginning of spring this year, Luo Yong started to cultivate seedlings again. He used open clay pots to fill soil one by one, buried the seeds inside, poured enough water, and then covered the can with oil paper.

After the seeds there sprout, they will be placed in the house in the cold, and when the sun is out, they will be taken outside to dry it.

"Why are you fiddling with this again this year? I have been fiddling with it for a year last year, but no seventh valley has grown." When the people in the village passed by the Luo family's yard, they saw the pots that Luo Yong was drying in the yard, so they couldn't help but tease him.

"If you don't plant one, how can you know there is no Seventh Valley here?" Luo Yong said with a smile.

"I see that none of your seeds look like millet." Many people in the village have seen the treasures that Luo Yong had treasured. None of them looked like grains, at most they were vegetables, vegetables, and vegetables, which were the same as the same as the same as the same, and no one was very concerned about them.

The seventh valley mentioned by the villagers is really in the space of Luo Yong, but the corn has not yet passed, so there is no hurry to get other grain seeds out.

The corn seeds still have to be digested. A grain seed must be promoted nationwide, and it is not something that can be done in a short while.

Besides, as soon as the Sixth Valley came out, the saints in this life became the unquestionable honor of the Nine Five. The remarks that were originally used to criticize him were self-defeating.

If Luo Yong had another sixth valley at this time, what did he want to do? Do he want to say that he was also the Nine Five Lord, or do he want to say that the sixth valley before was nothing big, and he could also plant it as a young man in the countryside... This is purely seeking death.

In addition to these seedlings, this year's seedling cultivation of Ducai tree has also begun to be prepared.

Last spring, Luo Yong directly buried the seeds of Duzhong tree on the hillside, but the germination rate was relatively low. This year, he searched for a lot of information from his space, and finally he found some useful information.

This batch of Eucommia ulmoide seeds this year should be soaked in early spring, and then stored together with moist yellow sand to achieve the purpose of germination.

The Eucommia seeds sown last year, plus this batch of this year, basically there is not much left over the land used on the hillside. In this way, it can save a lot of time to take care of the fields.

In early spring, everyone was watching the season, and they waited for the earth to be opened and then they started to cultivate the land. Last autumn, many villagers in the nearby villages borrowed corn seeds from Luo Yong, and at this time they waited for the season to sow the seeds into the field.

Xu Erlang and the others didn't know where they went at this time. Tang Jian and the craftsmen who came from Chang'an City had also left. Most of the craftsmen hired by Luo Yong did not leave, and only a few said they wanted to go home and work hard for spring plowing first.

These remaining craftsmen were still busy building threshing machines every day. His Majesty the Emperor asked Tang Jian and his friends to bring some of the fine iron from Chang'an City. Before leaving, Tang Jian did not let him take this with him, but just took those craftsmen to the road with light clothes.

Speaking of which, when Tang Jian first came to Lishi County, he came with a leisure and vacation mentality. As a result, after arriving here, he either studied arithmetic at the Xu family's guesthouse or wandered around various villages with the governor Hao.

He was particularly interested in the local irrigation method of this irrigation truck in Shizhou, and even made a irrig model on his own. When he was fine on weekdays, he squatted next to the water truck of the Luo family at the entrance of the village. It was only half a day before he could tell what he was thinking about.

Luo Yong here, even if the people left, he had to continue to make threshing machines. The preparation of a threshing machine in each village was far from meeting the demand for this agricultural equipment by people at that time, not to mention that people outside Hedongdao did not get any threshing machines at all.

Luo Yong made threshers now, so it was naturally used to sell them for money. With the previous experience of making more than 2,000 threshers, these craftsmen are now building threshers, which is completely familiar with them. Especially the local craftsmen, they have learned a little from the craftsmen from Chang'an in the past few months, which has been considered to have increased their skills.

As the weather gets warmer day by day, more and more people come to Xipo Village to buy threshing machines. Some are sent by large families to send servants to buy them for their own manors, some are merchants coming to buy goods, and some are teams composed of farmers from all over the country.

Luo Yong’s threshing machine workshop has been continuously produced from last winter to the beginning of this year, without interruption, so there is no shortage of stock at early spring. As long as you come here, most of them can buy the goods in time.

"Munzheng, look, the merchants who were on the same road with us earlier said that as long as they entered the Lishi area, they would be basically cement roads. This is indeed true." On this day, a group of farmers came from Mengmen Pass.

These people are from the Jiaolibao area of ​​Tongzhou in Guannei Road, which is closer to Chang'an City. Opposite their village is the boundary of Hedongdao, which happens to be the intersection of the Fen River and the Yellow River.

In Baoding and Sangquan opposite the Yellow River, the threshing machine was already distributed last autumn, and the people on this side of their pass are very envious.

Unfortunately, they were busy with autumn harvest at that time. After the autumn harvest, they were enlisted for another corvee. The 20-day corvee and the journey were back and forth, so they spent most of the winter in vain. After finally getting warmer in spring, the people from the villages quickly organized a team to come to Xipo Village to buy threshing machines.

If they don’t come to buy it themselves, after some time, some merchants will bring goods to them to sell. After all, places like Jiaolibao are relatively developed, unlike those remote and bitter and cold places.

But in this way, the merchants must be asked to make some money. The money in the hands of farmers was not easy, and everyone was reluctant to let the money go, so they all gathered it up, prepared some dry food for the villagers who went out, and then collected some porters' money, and asked them to come to Xipo Village to buy threshing machines.

"Lishi is really different from the previous few years." The old man called Muramasa said.

"Mura Masashi has been here since." A young man asked immediately.

"After a decade ago, there were still wars. Many people over us were recruited by civil servants. They walked from Hedong Road and sent food and grass all the way to Mengmen Pass. During this period, they had been to Lishi local area." said Mummasa.

"What was Lishi County like at that time? It was comparable to Jiaolibao?" someone asked another question on the side.

"After a dozen years ago, there was a war here today, and someone was committing or rebelling tomorrow. At that time, the world was almost the same, not much better. At least we were not too far from Chang'an City, and it was better than here." The village was still speaking implicitly.

"It seems to be stronger than ours now." When I said this, I felt a little disappointed. Who doesn't want their hometown to be good?

"No one knows that there is a Luo Sanlang in Lishi County." Someone said with a smile.

How can I envy such a thing? Even if someone recommended it, I have never followed any famous teacher. I am born as a natural person. I am afraid that it will be difficult for such a person to be born in hundreds of years.

As the group was walking on the road, someone suddenly shouted: "What do you think of the one on the slope? Why do you still turn around?"

They had never seen such a thing before, and no one could tell what it was at this time, so they parked the cart on the side of the road and ran to the slope to see what it was. After seeing it, they also understood that this large wheel was used to draw water, which could draw the clear water from the lower part to the higher part, and then through some ditches, it led the clear water into various fields.

These people were so wonderful that they could not understand such an easy-to-use method of water-drawing and irrigation...

At the same time, because Tang Jian praised the irrigation method of the trolley in the court, a document from Chang'an City came over, and the governor Hao had to ride on his horse and ran to Chang'an City for days.

In the court, the saint asked him carefully about the principle of the irrigation method of the trolley, and learned about his local promotion effect in Shizhou, and then praised him.

As a result, at this moment, someone came forward to question Hao Jianping and said, "Since this irrigation method is so useful, why don't you report it to the court, but you are greedy for merit?"

This was really an unjust accusation of governor Hao. He had clearly written a document to report to the court before, but no one paid attention to it.

However, he was not able to say this. Once he said this, wouldn’t he involve others? What if his document was personally checked by His Majesty the Emperor himself? He still wanted to continue to be an official? He did not want to support him without a powerful family behind his back.

But Hao Jianping couldn't swallow his breath even though he was so depressed and asked him. Thinking of the last time the threshing machine was infuriated, he just heard him say:
Chapter completed!