056 String Cavalry (I)

Alice just lived in Chen Xiansong's house. Every day she worked with Bai Min, and was so happy. Chen Xiansong said several times that she was a guest and didn't have to work so hard. Just live there, but Alice said: "You eat and drink for free, of course you have to help you with your work, otherwise I will not feel at ease."

Chen Xiansong had to let her. After Alice lived there, there was a lot of anger here. Chen Xiansong liked to sleep, while Bai Min didn't speak very much. The building was always quiet, but now there was a chirping girl, which suddenly became lively. Alice seemed to be a natural pistachio, and she always smiled happily, at least Chen Xiansong had never been bothered by her.

In the morning, she and Bai Min prepared breakfast for Chen Xiansong, wiping the table and mopping the floor. In the afternoon, she watched Bai Min "abuse" six guards and Campbell. She shouted and applauded. Gradually, the leaders became familiar with her, and they all thought she was Chen Xiansong's second woman. She refuted every time: "Although Chen Xiansong is a good person, he is not the type I like..."

It's just that no one believes it.

After a while, the roads in Graystone Village and Heitu City were repaired. Udir sent a special three-horse cart. The whole body was painted in silver and white, and gold three-leaf heraldry on both sides. This was also a manifestation of the association's recognition of Chen Xiansong. After the heraldry, he had the legal lowest aristocratic status, and all countries would recognize the rights he should have.

Before he knew it, the canal on the mountain was built, and the canals of the wasteland were also opened according to Bai Min's drawings. Chen Xiansong stood on the high ground, looking at the vertical and horizontal channels below, and there was no water supply, and he learned the calmness of an adult: "Yes, it looks like a bit of farmland."

Ryan stood beside him and said with some sorrow: "Your Excellency, there are still many stones in the field now, which are not suitable for farming. It takes a lot of time to clean them. We do not have enough manpower. In addition, your land is too big, one hundred acres, and we only have more than forty farmers, so we are too busy. In addition, planting fruit trees on the mountain requires manpower."

"If this wasteland is soaked in water for three days and becomes a paddy field, will it be easier to clean up the stones in the field?"

"Of course," Ryan: "But it will take a long time to pour enough water on such a large piece of land. As I said, we don't have enough manpower."

"What do you think I built those two water trucks for?" Chen Xiansong laughed: "It's time to let those two water trucks work."

Ryan shook his head and said he didn't understand. Chen Xiansong said, "Come with me, you'll know in a while."

Knowing that their lord seemed to be doing "big things", almost all the lords put aside their work and followed Chen Xiansong, they had long wanted to know what the two unique metal wheels had.

In the "highlights", Chen Xiansong pulled the handles of two water trucks one after another. The water trucks rotated, and the wheel barrel was raised, pouring water into the already built canal. Under the sun, the clear water flow slowly moved forward in the channel, and the children cheered and chased the source of the water flow in front.

Ryan watched the water flow spread, forked, and then forked, watching the yellow-brown square fields being soaked, slowly turning gray-brown, watching the water wheels keep pouring water into the canal, and even looking at the people next to and around him, who were surprised to say no to him.

"This...this." On the higher slope of the Graystone Village, Uncle II looked at the gray-brown land, slowly eroding the surrounding yellowish brown color. His hands with crutches were trembling more and more: "What is this?"

"I don't know." Aslan's face had no expression, and he could not see any joy, anger, sorrow, and joy: "But now I know what the purpose of those two round things are... Originally, we should be able to use that thing too."

"I was wrong...I was wrong." Uncle Er murmured back to the village, as if it was a stiff puppet.

Originally, the leaders were skeptical about Chen Xiansong and Bai Min’s “ecological agricultural circle”, after all, they were too young. But the operation of the two-wheeled water truck made all their doubts and anxiety disappear. The next day, one hundred acres of wasteland had now become paddy fields. Because the land was soaked into mud, the leaders simply cleaned out the gravel in the soil - the paddy fields were already used, but now it is not the time for cultivation.

Two days later, two large biogas pools were dug at the foot of the mountain. Chen Xiansong asked someone to throw all the fallen leaves, dead branches and excrement into it, saying that it could produce fat. At this time, the leaders were already very convinced by him, and of course he would carry out his orders without a doubt.

At this time, it was already late autumn. The Graystone Village began to harvest rice. At night, a "Zong Lao" meeting was held in the church. Aslan, who had been busy all his life, sat in the main seat. A few days ago, Uncle Er put all his rights in his hands. Now, he is the real village chief of the Graystone Village.

"Winter is coming soon, but we don't have enough food." Aslan looked at the old people around him and said slowly: "So I plan to take people out and do a task to get as much food as possible. However, I heard that the Uwa Kingdom and Tarantula had already broken out on small-scale conflicts. With the despicable behavior of Tarantula's army, they will definitely come here to plunder war supplies. I am worried that they will come to the door soon after we walk away."

"Then can't you go out?" An old man or is old and his brain is a little confused.

Aslan shook his head: "I said that the village has not enough food to survive the winter."

"Since you have held this party, you must have... cough cough... solution." Uncle Er's health was getting worse and worse.

"I have two ideas. The first one is the most convenient. The people in our village apologize to Mr. Chen Xiansong, get his forgiveness, and ask him to give us a job. Now he is short of staff."

"There is no problem for us to apologize, but will he forgive us?" an old man asked.

Aslan shook his head: "I'm not sure either. But Mr. Chen Xiansong is a good person, and I hope there is still some."

There was a silence in the room, and the cool autumn wind blew the flames of the oil lamps to sway left and right, and the shadows on the wall shook and twisted.

The second uncle broke the silence: "Cough...what is the second one."

"I only bring twenty people out, and the rest stay in the village." Aslan said slowly: "With our successful refusal, the team's cavalry scouts should not be able to enter the village. Besides, the Lord Chen Xiansong is next to us, so he will not sit idly by. With Ms. Bai Min and his six guards, it is enough to repel the scout squadron of about a hundred people. But in this way, we should not get a lot of money out of the mission, and we have to save money to spend the winter."

"Adults can go hungry, but children can't afford to go hungry." An old man said: "But if you want to block the robbery cavalry team of Strong Flowers, you can't let adults fight on hunger."

Aslan said: "I prefer the first method, what are your elders' ideas?"

No one spoke, and there was a silence. Uncle II raised his hand and put it down.

"Then use the second method. I will take people to the city tomorrow to find the right task." Seeing that no one responded, Aslan's expression was quite disappointed: "Besides, Tachibana's cavalry may not come to cause trouble in our village. If you drag it on, there will be no time."

"Go." Uncle Er suddenly spoke: "We can't rely too much on others... Cough... Don't worry, if there are really a cavalry of the sturgeons coming, I won't care about this old face, and I will definitely rescue Mr. Chen Xiansong."
Chapter completed!