Escape from famine: Daddy stands up, Dali girl lies down

The two yamen runners who returned with a full load sat in the carriage, holding their purses in their hands and grinning from ear to ear.

Next to his legs was a basket of pheasants and rabbits, which were rare and valuable things in the eyes of the yamen runners.

In the county town, a pheasant can be sold for fifty cents and a rabbit can be sold for forty cents.

The small silver ingots in their pockets made the two yamen runners even more reluctant to let others interfere in the affairs of the new village.

The two men's eyes moved slightly, and outside the carriage were the village chief and the Lin family's housekeeper.

This time, the two of them did nothing but loosen their grip.

This was a common occurrence in the past, and no one would take it seriously as long as no one reported it.

I thought it was a hard job, but it turned out to be a lucrative one.

Good job!

They like people like them who have no power or influence the most, and no one will mention the ins and outs of the matter.

The village chief walked out of the county government office with his back straight.

This is the first time that wasteland has been traded since the establishment of the new village.

As the village chief, he felt very proud when he learned from his master that this was the first achievement.

Thinking of the small silver ingot in his pocket, the smile on the village chief's face became more sincere.

He walked quickly towards the carriage parked on the street, smiling.

"Butler Wen, we've got it done, let's go!"

The village chief handed the title deed to housekeeper Wen, secretly telling him that the Lin family had a strong background and had kept it well hidden.

Fortunately, he did not make things difficult for the Lin family at the beginning.

...

"The Lin family bought a new residential plot."

This news spread throughout the new village instantly.

The villagers who have just tasted the sweetness understand the truth behind it even better.

It takes a lot of manpower to reclaim a large piece of wasteland and build houses.

Then their chance has come!

Some people even left the village to look for help. If they wanted to make more money, they had to have their own manpower.

...

"Dang Dang Dang~"

The village chief knocked on the big iron bar in the village and stood under the big tree with a red face.

The villagers who heard the call walked out of their homes and quickly moved towards the big tree.

Wu Yidao, Lin Erzhuang, and Lin Hongyi followed the villagers' steps and appeared under the big tree.

"Be quiet and listen to me."

It was the first time for the village chief to see so many people gathered under the big tree, and he was very excited.

“I have called you all here today to tell you a good news.

The Lin family wants to recruit a large number of helpers. Lin Erzhuang will tell everyone the details. "

After the village chief finished speaking, his excited face was still not calm.

Lin Erzhuang stepped forward, glanced at the excited villagers, and spoke loudly.

“My family will build a house at the foot of the mountain, which will require a lot of manpower.

The most important thing right now is to reclaim the wasteland. Only after we develop the wasteland can we proceed to the next step of construction."

"Don't worry, brother Erzhuang, we have plenty of strength." Wang Daquan patted his chest and said loudly.

"Your work is considered part of my family's work. I, Wang Daquan, am definitely not the kind of person who cheats and plays tricks."

"I!"

"count me in."

Villagers have expressed their opinions that every household has little food left.

With such a good thing, who would give up?

“Okay, thank you for your support.

The pay for reclaiming wasteland is ten cents per mu, no food included, the more you work the more you earn.

Does anyone have any comments? "

'Buzz~'

The scene was like tens of thousands of bees returning to their hive. They knew best how difficult it was to open up new land.

One person cannot cultivate an acre of land in a day.

They all shook their heads, unwilling to take over the job.

"Excuse me, Brother Lin, how do we clear the weeds on the wasteland?" Wang Daquan said boldly.

“The burning and plowing were done by the Lin family.

What you need to do is to clear the weed roots and stones and dig deep to cultivate the land." Lin Erzhuang said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take this job." Wang Daquan said boldly.

With a family of eight people, it is no problem to clear three acres of land in a day.

Thirty cents.

A temporary worker in the town can earn a maximum of ten cents a day, and usually eight cents.

There are too many people and too little work, so it is difficult to grab short-term jobs.

Staying at home, I can earn thirty cents a day, which is nearly one or two taels of silver a month.

dare not think, dare not think.

Anyone can settle this account.

...

A group of people suddenly went down to the foot of the mountain, all wanting to work early and earn more money.

Of course they wanted to go and help, and some even brought their families with them, ready to join the battle together.

All the Lin family members except Mrs. Wu were here, headed by Lin Erzhuang, Wu Yidao, Lin Shu and Jin Xiangrong, standing in the four corners.

Behind him was a row of servants holding sickles, ready to strike at any time.

“Cut a firebreak!”

Lin Erzhuang gave an order, and the sound of sickles was heard.

With strength in numbers, several ten-meter-wide firebreaks were formed.

"Ignite~"

The flames roared, and once the fire spread beyond the boundary, the prepared servants would put it out.

The weeds on more than 200 acres of land were burned out in half a day.

Among them, there were many pheasants, rabbits and mice that were burned to death.

Fifteen animals pulling the plow together were so eye-catching that it made people drool.

The remaining animals were already waiting impatiently for the battle.

By the evening, all the wasteland had been plowed and they were ready to go home.

The people led by Wang Daquan couldn't wait any longer and pulled Lin Erzhuang.

“Brother Lin, first divide up our acres for tomorrow.

I won't have to trouble you tomorrow morning.

I want five acres.”

"Yes, my family would like to join in the fun and we want three acres of land." Mou Shangshi said jokingly.

"Okay, then let's mark it out overnight, one acre per piece." Lin Erzhuang said happily.

Soon, with the efforts of hundreds of people, more than 200 acres of land were divided into small plots of land.

...

The next day.

When the Lin family arrived, the villagers were already busy working on their own land.

The women and children were picking up tree roots, stones and grass roots in front, piling them up and carrying them out.

The adults were digging hard in the back, and even their short jackets couldn't keep out the heat from their bodies.

Seeing this enthusiastic scene, Lin Shu expressed her satisfaction.

She waved her little hand and said to Aunt Qing.

"Give them a few buckets of ginger soup so they don't catch a cold."

"Yes, miss." Aunt Qing said with a smile.

Although this is a remote and poor place, she believes that with the transformation of the young lady, it will become a paradise.

What she liked most was watching the young lady giving orders about the country.

Back in the countryside, the lady's face showed real relaxation.

...

evening.

When counting the results of their labor, some villagers did not complete the agreed number of acres and their work was done in a rather sloppy manner.

This type of work will be sent back for redoing, otherwise the qualification will be disqualified.

For the Lin family who have the right of interpretation, it is a piece of cake to grasp the situation.

Of course, the premise is that others don't provoke you.

The families that performed the best were Wang Daquan and Mou Shang.

Each of the two families received fifty and thirty cents, which made the two families overjoyed.

Eighty acres of land were reclaimed on the first day, because more than eighty servants joined in.

Otherwise, it would be good if the villagers could complete 30 acres of land.

At the same time, it also motivated those who failed to complete the task.

If others can do it, they can do it too.

Scenes of competition were often staged in the wasteland.

In three days, all the wasteland was reclaimed.

Some are happy, some are sad.

The happiest family was Wang Daquan's, who earned 150 cents in three days.

On the last day, we still had to finish work early.

Because there is no wasteland to be opened up.