Four Hundred and Eighty-Three: Spring Ploughing (1)

Jiang Nongqin looked at Shangguan Wan's serious profile and sighed secretly.

If a woman's growth is based on hurt, it is too cruel.

After a short rest, the troops set out again.

After the fifth day of the first lunar month, Xiangyang County came back to its senses from the joy of the New Year, and restaurants, teahouses and other shops opened one by one.

The people in the county government also began to actively prepare for the battle after spring plowing. The training of new recruits became more and more strict, and soldiers had to be recruited everywhere.

In other words, the subordinates were still working overtime, and Jiang Pengji, as the lord, was still slacking off.

However, there was one more person who slacked off with her, and that was Zhang Ping of the Mohist School.

As the saying goes, when you doze off, you will find a pillow. Jiang Pengji had complained before that the Mohist scholars were dead, and there was not even a shadow of them. Then Zhang Ping took the initiative to deliver himself to her. After careful observation, she found that Zhang Ping was very intelligent and a promising talent.

So she brought Zhang Ping with her all day and taught him things in the woodworking workshop.

"The lord's wonderful ideas really make Ping admire him..."

For a handmade otaku who is addicted to machinery, what could be more attractive than various models?

Jiang Pengji took him to visit various siege equipment models. After her screening and training, the craftsmen in the woodworking workshop can already make some simple equipment models according to the drawings. These models are not for display.

If they are enlarged according to the proportion, they will be real siege equipment.

Zhang Ping didn't know that siege and defense could be played like this. It's really interesting.

Zhang Ping, who was originally indifferent to this, is now also interested.

How can the defender pay the least price to defend the city?

How can the attacker pay the least price to capture the city?

He was thinking about these things all the time, and even threw aside the waterwheel he had studied some time ago.

If Jiang Pengji hadn't accidentally seen his things, he didn't know when this waterwheel would see the light of day again.

"What is this?" Jiang Pengji poked the waterwheel model.

"Did you make it?"

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, seeing that farmers were working hard to irrigate the fields, I thought about how to save manpower and make field irrigation more convenient. However, I tried several times and always failed. You see, this is too unsmooth, but I don't know where the reason is."

Zhang Ping's ambition is to be a hermit, with a plum wife and crane children, and live a leisurely life.

His research direction is also biased towards people's livelihood, unlike Jiang Pengji, except for the improved agricultural tools at the beginning, all other applications are for war.

Jiang Pengji said, "Let me see."

The waterwheel is indeed a very bold design. It looks normal to the audience in the live broadcast room, but it is really amazing for the world today. If Zhang Ping succeeds in research and promotes its application, I don't know how many people will benefit.

Jiang Pengji pays close attention to people's livelihood, so naturally he hopes that the waterwheel will succeed.

In addition to the waterwheel, Zhang Ping also has a pulley for carrying water.

This thing has been around for a long time, but it is not widely used. Zhang Ping plans to use it to carry water.

His explanation was also very simple. Some people live high in the mountains, but the river is at the bottom of the mountain. If they want to drink water, they have to go down the mountain to fetch water, which is time-consuming and laborious. But if this pulley is installed, the wooden bucket is tied with a hemp rope and thrown directly from the mountain, it is convenient and labor-saving.

This can also be installed on the well, which will make it easier for the people to fetch water.

"It's really a good idea..." Jiang Pengji nodded in agreement.

She doesn't care how to install it on the mountain, but the well can be installed.

I read the archives of the county government before, and there were several cases of drowning in well water written on the files. When the deceased was fetching water, the bucket was too heavy, causing the center of gravity to lean forward, and accidentally fell into the well mouth, and then a life was lost.

If this is installed at the well mouth, the people can safely fetch water just by squatting by the well, and the safety factor is greatly increased.

In the middle of winter, Feng Jin and others looked at Zhang Ping indifferently, taking the craftsmen from the carpentry workshop to install pulleys on the wells in Xiangyang County, and carefully taught the people how to use them...

It was still the coldest time of the year. What kind of temptation could make a hermit party who was detached from the world willing to do such hard labor?

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Jiang Pengji drank hot tea comfortably to warm herself up. She planned to dry some dried fruits next year so that she could make tea in winter. When she looked up, several subordinates looked at her strangely. Jiang Pengji felt a little creepy, "Have the good seeds for spring plowing been distributed? Have the farm tools been arranged? Have the oxen been distributed? Have the fields of each household been counted... None of them, why are you looking at me? Go to work!"

Everyone was cold in their hearts, and then they worked hard.

I have never seen such a shameless person!

This person is actually their lord!

The only one who is not surprised is probably Wei Ci.

Ever since he decided to push Zhang Ping into the fire pit, he knew that this day would come.

As a friend, he also didn't want Zhang Ping's talent to be buried in the mountains and fields. In today's world, you can't live in peace by avoiding it.

With this idea in mind, Wei Ci filtered suitable candidates with peace of mind.

He planned to capture Fengyi County after the spring plowing and send letters to these friends one by one.

As a wounded person who was still recovering from illness, he couldn't work for too long. Seeing a group of colleagues working all day long, he couldn't bear it. The only way was to find someone to share the work.

Talents, talents, too scarce. If Zhang Ping wasn't good at government affairs, he would have pulled him over to work like a cow and a horse.

The work in the government affairs office is quite heavy, and the only thing worthy of praise is the food in the small kitchen.

"Ke likes this vinegar braised pork the most, it is sour and sweet. I really don't know where the master found such a good cook. He compares the food I ate before to chaff." There were ten small plates on the dining table in front of Xu Ke, with four or five mouthfuls of food.

Although they were all meat dishes, there were two bowls of vegetarian soup, which tasted great.

Feng Jin silently agreed with this, and secretly touched his somewhat bloated stomach with the cover of his sleeves.

It was so delicious that he wished he could eat three meals a day in the county government.

Only delicious food can eliminate their resentment of working overtime.

Jiang Pengji's food is no different from that of his subordinates, but she has a big appetite, and the amount of each meal is three or four times that of others.

"I suddenly remembered something." Jiang Pengji said, "Why don't we open a restaurant in secret?"

Everyone was drinking tea to digest their food after dinner. When they heard that Jiang Pengji wanted to make trouble again, their nerves were tense.

But Wei Ci gently replied, "Why did the lord have such thoughts?"

Those in power should not compete with the people for profits, otherwise, if officials and businessmen combine, will the people's business still have a way to survive?

If my lord takes the lead in doing this, it will be difficult to suppress the trend in the future.

"War always kills people. Soldiers die, but they still have relatives alive, maybe there are old mothers and young children at home. In this world today, women should be encouraged to remarry and reproduce, and widows can't be allowed to waste the rest of their lives. However, if a widow remarries, the old mother and young children left behind will have no one to take care of them..." Jiang Pengji said, "In the future, wherever we fight, we will open a restaurant, and 70% of the income will be used to take care of these orphans and widows. The remaining 30% will be used for the operation of the restaurant... What do you think?"