Qin Huai and others have been building the city, and the land will not be opened until spring. Time is very tight.
Fortunately, this land is by the river, and the sandy soil is soft. The tribe lacks other things, but there are a lot of cattle and horses.
Even if these oxen have never pulled a plow, they can still pull a cart. If someone from the tribe comes to pull the oxen, they can cultivate ten acres in a day.
Planting food depends on the season. We can’t continue sowing now, we have to wait for the autumn harvest.
But the land opening will continue, and by next year, more than a thousand acres of fertile farmland will be opened.
Qin Huai and the others were all a little greedy.
The flat land here is endless as far as the eye can see, and if you cultivate it casually, it will be the best land.
Being close to the river, there is plenty of water and fertilizer, so if you plant food, people in Mida City will be able to eat whatever they want.
But Qin Huai and others were a little worried again. After the wall was built, the Di people could open up land, so what could they do?
When Qin Huai asked Song Liyun about future arrangements, Song Liyun smiled and said: "Uncle Qin, these places need to be managed, and there are still a lot of things that need to be done in the city. I'm just worried that you can't change your mind. Why are you still worried?"
There will be no leisure without work!”
What she said was not perfunctory, Song Erlang was going to leave, and the Di people did not understand these things in the fields. They needed Qin Huai and others to teach them as soon as possible, so that they would no longer use Wu Dynasty people to farm the land in the future.
Some convenient water conservancy facilities in the city should also be put on the agenda.
The river is five miles away from Mida City.
Nowadays, water in the city is transported by ten oxcarts around the clock, especially the large bathhouse, which is a big user of water and requires five vehicles to supply it.
In addition, the dirty water used in the city is casually dug in trenches and discharged. Nowadays, there are few people and short time, and it can quickly soak into the ground.
As time goes by and winter comes, icebergs may pile up.
There are also public toilets...
Therefore, Qin Huai and others, together with several people from the Di tribe, began to improve the facilities of Mida City and dug deep drainage ditches to prevent freezing.
The canal from the river to the city is also under construction, and Song Liyun doesn't want to keep using oxcarts to haul water.
Although the Mida River freezes in winter, wooden waterwheels can be used for most of the year.
There is a waterwheel in Ruijin Town, and there is a windmill in the Wuda tribe in Kala Mountain, so they must be arranged here too.
But there is no master craftsman, so Zhao Tingduo has to call the craftsmen from Kara Mountain over.
In addition, Song Liyun also asked the guards in the city to dig water cellars for various merchants to store water.
She is a worrier and has the habit of storing things in space.
Not only did he carry all kinds of daily necessities with him, but he even wanted to fill the city lord's mansion with fodder to make sure he was safe.
Now that there are no wells or springs in the city, her first reaction is to store them in the cellar, at least enough to cover the city's expenses for one month.
Fortunately, Zhao Tingduo was not in the city. If he had known about it, he would have laughed.
On the grasslands in winter, cattle and sheep eat snow to quench their thirst. People can also rely on heavy snow for water. There is no need to carry water to the river, and naturally there is no habit of storing water.
But now Song Liyun is the top leader in Mida City.
Whatever she said, everyone else did it, without even a question.
As a result, the horse racing outside the city continued, and the city was also busy with construction projects.
Song Liyun advertised to the outside world to recruit workers, and the reward was salt, tea, cloth, grain and other physical goods. Soon some Di people stopped watching the fun and began to work in the city.
In this spring, the entire Di tribe living in the Mida Valley seems to have been transformed into a different world.
In addition to grazing every day, young people also talk to each other about competitions, farming, and working in the city.
The old man was a little confused and a little angry.
They are accustomed to following the livestock on their migrations in the pastures in summer and winter.
The young people in the tribe are not willing to leave anymore. They want to settle here. Not only can they have leisure and entertainment, but they can also buy the things they need from time to time.
Families in various tribes of the Di tribe are gradually divided, and a big family that loves each other even tends to split up.
Between the alternation of old and new ideas, Mida City's reputation is mixed, and at the same time it is becoming more and more popular.
Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun only found out about this situation a year later.
There is nothing they can do about what people's hearts want,
In Zhao Tingduo's view, he conquered various tribes, not to control everyone's way of life.
The suzerain tribe's management of the subordinate tribes is to mediate conflicts between tribes. It has the right to dispatch troops and purchase cattle and sheep, but it has no way to deal with conflicts between two generations.
Song Liyun did not expect that the conflict of ideas would come so quickly.
She expected that it would be a few years before anyone would change their lifestyle.
It turns out that Mida City is just an equestrian competition, which stirs up the hearts of young people.
When Zhao Tingduo returned from Hecheng half a month later, he saw that the city was dusty and trenches were being dug everywhere.
The tents outside the city are one after another, the gongs and drums are noisy, the cheers are deafening, and the scene of huge crowds of people, where is the tranquility of the small bustle before leaving, I can't believe my eyes.
Even the city lord's mansion has changed. Song Liyun arranged a schedule for a group of children.
In the morning, no matter how big or small, we do the household chores together, have breakfast and go to school for an hour.
Song Liyun compiled a set of different learning contents for them.
In addition to learning Wu Dynasty writing, we also need to learn simplified Chinese and primary school arithmetic.
There is no music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, etc. Everything is practical.
In the afternoon, there was environmental beautification work in the city lord's mansion.
When Zhao Tingduo entered the door, he saw Song Liyun and a group of male dolls digging soil and leveling the flower bed.
There were also a few little girls moving the soil unsteadily, laughing and making a fuss.
Zhao Tingduo stepped forward quickly, took the hoe from Song Liyun, and patted the dirt off her skirt.
"Xiaoyun, as long as you and the kid are going to dig, if you have anything to do, let Aqiya and the other personal guards do it!"
He was a bit dumbfounded. Xiaoyun had never done heavy work in Suijin Town. Now that he was married, he not only had to worry about people and business in the city, but also had to do the work himself.
"It's nothing, just to amuse the children! Aqiya and the others are not responsible for digging soil and planting flowers."
Song Liyun handed the hoe to Yiming beside him and asked him to lead everyone to rest first.
He washed his hands and face with the water prepared nearby and followed Zhao Tingduo to the front yard.
Zhao Tingduo must have had a lot of news after being away for so long this time. She wanted to know if Wan Youyou was coming!
Sure enough, before Song Liyun could sit down, Zhao Tingduo took the milk tea and drank it in one gulp and said: "Brother took over the silk business and woolen fabrics you mentioned.
He said it was too far to spin wool on Southeast Road, so he told the person in charge of Wanjia in Hecheng to move the weaving workshop to Hecheng."
Zhao Tinglei was very satisfied with the thermal insulation effect of woolen cloth and promised to change the uniforms of the sergeants.
Now that he has seized the taxes paid by merchants in Hecheng, he has business with Mida City, and the imperial court has not defaulted on military pay, his money has skyrocketed, and he is confident.
Song Liyun raised his eyebrows: "As expected of Lord Guard, it's so easy to open a factory!"
What she said was a bit sour.
Zhao Tinglei is now equivalent to the king of Yunzhou. If he wants to open a workshop, he only needs to ask and there is no need to think about the process.
Zhao Tingduo was still excited. He looked at Song Liyun with bright eyes and said with a smile: "Xiaoyun, eldest brother said that he will not forget your contribution to the Zhenbei Army. This is the reward he gave you. I will send it to the back.
Got it!"
With that said, he picked up Song Liyun and went to the warehouse at the back.