I am engaged in construction in Datang

Chapter 114: Secret Attack on Lu Hongji

The village head in front didn’t understand, but he understood 60 cents a month.

At this time, everyone earns about 60 wen a month, so wen is not too much, but not too little either, and it is barely acceptable.

Besides, who said they were going to stay?

It will be demolished next year.

The head of the village was calculating in his mind: these were a bunch of suckers!

Wang Dahai glanced at the head of the village and said nothing. If the development is good in two years, these sixty cents will be nothing.

A wealthy village in Madushan.

This place is not far from Qinglong County, and several wealthy families in the village always send their children to the county town to study.

Li Xiaosong rode his horse to a large courtyard.

"anyone there?"

He knocked several times.

Soon, a boy came out from the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm from the capital, looking for your husband, Lu Hongji."

The servant looked Li Xiaosong up and down, and seeing that he had an extraordinary temperament, he said, "Wait a moment."

Soon, the servant came and led Li Xiaosong into the yard.

In the courtyard, Lu Hongji was curled up on the couch reading a storybook.

"Who are you?" Lu Hongji asked when he saw Li Xiaosong coming.

"I am Li Xiaosong from Nuzhuang."

Hearing this, Lu Hongji's face changed and he sat up suddenly: "Your daughter is also coming to see me, Lu Hongji, making a fool of myself?"

Li Xiaosong stood there calmly: "Nuzhuang doesn't have the time to laugh at anyone's jokes."

Lu Hongji snorted coldly, said no more, and continued to read his script.

After being exiled here, he no longer had the mind to do anything else. All the servants in the mansion were sent by the master to keep an eye on him, and any movement he made would be heard by the master's family.

How could he be in such a happy mood?

Besides, this place is remote and desolate. Even in Qinglong County, there is nothing fun to do.

The scene became quiet for a moment. Li Xiaosong sat down on a random chair, reached out to pick up a book that Lu Hongji had thrown aside, and flipped through a few pages: "You have passed the imperial examination at least, so you just read these every day?"

Lu Hongji immediately broke down: "Are you here just to mock me?"

"Do you want to go back to Beijing?" Li Xiaosong asked, "Heaven on Earth will be completed next year. By then, it will be the most fascinating place in the entire Tang Dynasty. Don't you want to take a look?"

Lu Hongji said nothing and continued reading his script.

"I originally wanted to look for a local wealthy family, but the owner of the manor suddenly remembered that you were here, so he asked me to come and take a look in person." Li Xiaosong took out a few booklets and placed them beside Lu Hongji.

"Lu Hongji, whether you can return to Beijing in glory depends on what you do."

Li Xiaosong stood up, bowed, then turned and left.

This is still a blank area, and it is not difficult to develop it.

The owner of the manor said that it was not enough to just build a biogas digester, and that a way out had to be found for those who burned wood and sold charcoal. If the manor wanted to develop, it would not be enough to rely solely on the efforts of the government, and rich people had to get involved.

The booklet not only contains delicious food such as charcoal barbecue and hot pot, but also contains methods for growing chestnut, wolfberry and fragrant pear. The booklet also says that the farm will slowly cultivate good seedlings, which can then be purchased from the farm.

There are many mountains here, so these are the most suitable crops to grow.

How to start, how to find people, and how to develop are all recorded in the booklet, every step is extremely detailed.

It doesn't matter even if Lu Hongji just does it for his own enjoyment. When doing things in Nuzhuang, they never put all their eggs in one basket.

Lu Hongji looked at the storybook for a while, his mind in a mess.

The popular and interesting words became distorted and slowly combined into five words: "Do you want to go back to Beijing?" "Do you want to go back to Beijing?" "Do you want to go back to Beijing?" ...

"I'm dying of urgency!" Lu Hongji gritted his teeth. He threw away the script in his hand and opened the booklets.

After a while, he murmured, "Lu San, wait for me, kid."

……

Female village.

"The autumn harvest is just two months away, and all the major factories will be extremely short of staff by then." Li Yin was correcting the book that Xiaochun and others had sketched.

"All the people must go back home. No one can stay."

"Master, is there really a machine that can cultivate 20 to 30 acres of land a day?" Xiaochun was grinding ink beside Li Yin.

She had half a day off this morning, so she didn't have to look at the account books or supervise the factory, but the owner asked her to grind ink... She felt even more tired.

"Of course there is." Li Yin affirmed: "Only with a more efficient planting method can we truly liberate productivity."

"Of course, we can't neglect the cultivation of seeds."

"Xiaochun, the piglets will be born soon, right?" Li Yin calculated the months. They had been bred in April, so it was already early August.

"The stomach is big, only the number three beautiful pig will be delayed for a few days."

"I know that. We'll go take a look in a few days. Ask me to select some of the cubs and castrate them to raise for meat, and continue to breed the rest."

Li Yin wrote a few words, her mind felt a little confused, so she simply put the pen down.

Today is August 8nd, and many magical adaptations of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's stories have been published in the weekly newspaper.

"Xiaochun, let's go into the city."

When something that has been passed down for thousands of years suddenly has a small fork, not many people can immediately realize how terrible it is.

Just like 'a woman without talent cannot tell whether she is virtuous' and 'a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen'.

Just like this time.

Pingkang Square.

"The cowherd's cooking was so delicious that the weaver girl couldn't bear to give up the cowherd's food, but she didn't want to stay in the human world, so she put the cowherd in her pocket and secretly took him to heaven to cook for her?"

Wen Zhengang had just taken a sip of wine, and now he spat it all out. He laughed like crazy: "Hahahaha, who wrote the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? It's too funny!"

"Finally, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother discovered the Cowherd and threw him back to the human world. But the Weaver Girl couldn't forget him, so she bribed the magpie to secretly deliver food to her... As the saying goes, one day in heaven is one year on earth, so the Weaver Girl could eat delicious food all day long!"

“In the end, he even asked the Heavenly Palace’s Royal Chef to accept Cowherd as his disciple, hahahaha!”

Wen Zhen laughed loudly, and then began to wonder: "What about the relationship between them?"

The girls in Pingkangfang each had a newspaper in their hands. They were literate and understood poetry, so they played and laughed together, and then responded to Wen Zhen's words.

"Mr. Wen, there's no need to express your feelings. Lovers can understand it themselves." The woman was dressed in red gauze and smiled sweetly. She poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wen Zhen's lips.

"You're right. You girls are very thoughtful." Wen Zhen drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Wen, there's nothing to read in this weekly report. Why is the entertainment section all about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" Yan Yangting was eating fruit while a young lady was massaging his shoulders and back.

"Yeah, the Chinese Valentine's Day is coming, and every girl likes these the most." Wen Zhen threw down the newspaper and stood up: "Brother Yan, I have to go to the library to read the books, otherwise I, Aye, have to beat me again."

"Wait, I'm going too."

The two men's servants paid the money and left.

The intoxicated and ambiguous atmosphere in the box disappeared. Several girls cleaned themselves up and opened the windows. A cool breeze blew in. They picked up the newspapers.

According to legend, there was a mountain called Zijin in the Yuzhou area. On the mountain there was a big monster that ate humans for a living. The people living at the foot of the mountain lived in constant fear and sacrificed young girls to the monster in order to survive.

The monster was a prisoner in the forbidden area of ​​the heavenly prison in the upper realm. When the Queen Mother heard that it had injured someone and escaped from prison, she was furious and sent fairies down to earth to kill it.

The foolish people sacrificed their flesh to the demon, which greatly increased its power. The fairy was unable to defeat it and fled.

One day.

A cowherd was carrying firewood here when he heard a woman's faint voice.

"My dear—my dear—"

"Mr. Lang, save me!"

A strong chilly wind blew in the mountain stream, and it was difficult for the cowherd to open his eyes. He vaguely saw a woman in white lying in the grass.

He was shocked: "Monster!"