Ling Xuzi listened very carefully. The more he listened, the look in his eyes changed.
Ling Yan felt that she really didn't understand Master and was actually interested in this.
Although he is not interested in speaking, Master is interested in listening, so he should continue to speak.
After finishing speaking, Ling Xuzi said: "Go and ask a few more people to see what they say."
He always felt that what the old lady said was half true and half false, because there could not be such people and things in reality. Everyone was selfish and would fight for a little benefit, let alone for a long time.
No matter how good the relationship is, people will be tested when their interests are at stake. They can get by once or twice, but if it happens every day, no one can stand it.
So he thought it was fake.
Soon Ling Yan inquired about a few more people who came back. Among them were old people, women, children and men. Although what they said was different, everyone had their own problems and experiences, but there was a solution.
But they are almost the same.
They all came to Daizhou, divided the land, and worked hard at home. When encountering a famine, the palace would call on people to focus on disaster relief. In drought years, they would irrigate, and in flood years, they would drain and store water. In addition to this, there are other handicraft industries here.
It allows them to make extra money.
People whose wives and children cannot work in the fields can still make money by working in workshops. Sometimes when the business is good, they can actually earn more than the men who farm at home.
Ling Yan was not convinced and asked, "If it's so good, why don't the men go to the workshop?"
The man looked at him as if he were a fool, "You must be a foreigner and don't understand our customs here. If everyone grabs that job, who will farm the land and not eat? The land will always be needed.
Those who farm, of course, need strong men like us. Is it possible for women, children and the elderly to farm? Everyone has their own division of labor, which must be observed. If they see something that makes money, everyone will flock to it, then no one will
Made money."
Ling Yan didn't understand this, so when she relayed this to Ling Xuzi, he was very moved and nodded, "Xiao Xian and Shen Mingzhu are indeed outstanding, and we are not as good as them.
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Ling Yan was dissatisfied, thinking that the people here might have been bribed to fool them like this, so she went to other places, even a few excrement workers. She originally thought that the excrement workers must be living in poverty, so she went to ask them.
Little did he know that he was very busy, and it was hard to wait for them to finish work. Ling Yan was not afraid of the smell, but she was afraid of smelling others, so she hurriedly took a shower and changed clothes before receiving him for a chat.
You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t chat. After chatting, Ling Yan was dumbfounded again. These dung diggers are very rich!
They don't just use manure to make fertilizer, but they always go to farm biogas tanks to make more money.
There is another function that the excrement workers will not tell them. When the dung is left there, it will produce a basic material for making gunpowder.
Because of this, Shen Mingzhu ordered everyone not to waste fertilizer, whether it is human feces or cattle raising chickens, ducks and geese, and not to defecate anywhere. This can not only protect environmental hygiene and avoid the spread of diseases, but also manage feces in a unified way.
Contribute to the construction of the farm.
When everyone saw that the princess had given orders, naturally no one disobeyed them. Even a three-year-old child knew how to go to the shared toilet to defecate.
