"Oh, William, why did you get everything out?"

Wayne, Holman's incident had just happened. He turned his head and looked at another villager who was walking out of the hillside. Old William already knew it.

"Oh, it's Carls..." Old William said.

It was Carls whose hoof was damaged by the ox at home... Old William said so in his heart.

"There's no way, Los must say that the Rodriguez family is cursed..." Old William said.

I want Loss to find some time to go to your house again, right? Old William said so in his heart.

Whether it is what he said or what he said in his heart, Carls, who has requests others, cannot refuse Old William's opinion!

As a result, there was another team to carry furniture, and a third bundle of grass was added to Wu Qingchenxin's door.

After a few trips, a small half of the things disappeared by the stream and beach.

After a while.

"So many people move things?" asked the villagers who had injured the belly of the plowing ox at home.

Soon, the transport team turned into five people, and the grass at Wu Qingchen's doorstep turned into four piles of grass.

"Do you still need someone to help?" asked the villager who wiped a large piece of meat off the back of the plowing ox at home.

So, the transport team turned into six people, and the grass at Wu Qingchen's doorstep turned into five piles of grass.

With so many more people helping, the furniture, farm tools and tools on the side of the stream and beach have quickly become less and less.

After a little while.

"Old William, don't tell me if I move things..."

Cows plowing at home...

Huh? At this moment, Old William began to feel strange again, and he even raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

That’s right! The villagers who walked around the corner and were also carrying a large bundle of grass on their backs was the lucky Cizera!

It was the rare and lucky Cizera, who was unharmed when the oxen of the whole village was almost in trouble last time!

"Xizera, what are you doing here?"

"Huh? I cut the grass and went home!"

"Go home? What home are you going to?" After being completely exhausted by a series of unexpected "accidents", Old William exposes his patience less politely: "Where is your home here? Didn't your home pass through the bridge beside the forest? There are two separates here... Oh, there are three separates!"

"This..." Cizera began to hesitate, his head raised, and his eyes began to turn.

"Okay, okay..." Old William was not interested in listening to his temporary fabrication: "Didn't your cow have nothing to do last time? Why? I've been injured in the past two days? I also want my family to go and see when I have time?"

"Ah, don't say that!" Cizera waved her hand quickly: "My cow is fine!"

"Then why are you running so far?" Old William looked up and down at Cizera. Several traces of sweat were drawn from the latter's face, and his forehead was covered with grass seeds and fine beads of sweat: "I also carried such a large bundle of grass on my back."

"This..." Cizera pulled old William a few steps away, waiting for the two villagers who were helping to move things away, then approached William and said, "William, you know... Although my cattle was not injured last time... but after all, it was still a calf. In two days, the summer ploughing will start again... If it is convenient, I would like to ask Los to arrange a few stronger cattle to pull the plow together..."

"Uh...this..."

Why did I forget this all at once?

William then remembered that the scope of power of the cowherd, except for the treatment business that had never existed before the term of Los, was the most important thing that had the closest interest to the villagers. One was to eat all the weeds in the master's commoner's land and weed and fertilize them in which rotation farming land; the other was to arrange the work of the herd of calves during various labor services.

Needless to say, the benefits of weeding and fertilization are limited, and only close relatives of cowherds and a very small number of villagers with good relationships can benefit from it.

Compared with the above, the scope of work arrangements is too wide.

As for the summer ploughing that is about to start again: is the place where the plowing is hard or cooked? Is it a heavy plow or a light plow when plowing? Are the companions who plow the plowing calf or strong cow?

"William..." Seeing William silent for a long time, Cizera was a little anxious: "...In fact, you don't have to be all strong cows, if you have a stronger one..."

Regardless of the hard and mature fields, heavy plows and light plows, calf strengthens the cattle...

Any of these decisions directly affect the hearts of the whole family of the oxen.

Any of these changes directly affects the vital interests of several villagers.

"William..." Cizera's eyes were full of hope and begging, "If it really doesn't work, it's okay to change to a slightly lighter plow...

"This..." Old William was unwilling to interfere with the matter of asking Loss to take a walk and taking a few glances at the injured ox. How could he participate in this complicated problem?

"...This...Xizera, you know I'm not a cowherd! Xia Shi's work is so important, so the manager must only listen to Loss, well... there are probably the cowherd helpers who want to change to a strong cow or a lighter plow, what's the use of telling me..."

"It's useful! Of course it's useful!" Seeing that William's tone seemed to begin to loosen, Cizera was full of joy: "Just tell Los that Cizera has come first! When changing cattle and plows, as long as Los remembers Cizera, Cizera will definitely remember to thank Los!"

"Is it okay to just say 'Cizera has come first'?"

"Enough, enough! Thank you so much!" Cizera nodded quickly and patted the grass on her shoulder hard: "These grass is a gift I brought specifically, I'll carry it..."

"These forage?" Old William frowned slightly.

Old William remembers clearly that when his ox plowed his own oxen, he gave a hen to Rodriguez's house, the cowherd at that time, when he was still young, so that he could be easier in the summer labor.

"These forages? I found that Old William seemed a little dissatisfied. Cizera looked back at her shoulder in confusion, and then suddenly realized, "Oh...oh! These forages are just gifts, over Loss...well, over the plow-handle side, I will say it myself..."

"Oh!" Old William finally understood what "Cizera has come first" means.

The key point is that the word "first" is that "first" has given gifts to the cowherd's father. If there are other gifts, is it worth mentioning that Los chooses to help whose oxen to arrange lighter work?

The conversation with Cizera was a little delayed, but the speed of handling things at the stream and beach not only did not slow down, but instead became faster and faster.

In fact, Cizera's arrival seemed to have sounded a signal. Since then, Old William has no time to carry things in person.

I don’t know who has spread the news, and villagers carried the forage grass to the new residence of the old William’s family.

Not long after, Old William received several bundles of grass that said, "When you have time, please ask Loss to visit my house to see the ox" and more than a dozen bundles of grass that said, "Please tell Loss that a certain villager has come first."

These families with oxen plowing families can live a good life.

This "deserved life" is not easy to save. In order to ensure the injured oxen at home and to avoid any fatigue during the summer service, the forage grass sent by these villagers who have oxen are the tenderest part, and the forage grass has been dried and yellow, so there is no need for further work, so it can be stored in winter.

Looking at the piles of forage piles piled up into several groups, Old William estimated a little. Just these in front of him could already focus on a small half of his pasture harvest this year.

This is just the first day for villagers to come to deliver grass. If all the villagers who need Los help deliver grass, even the most conservative estimate will be twice the harvest of their own pasture.

Old William finally understood deeply that the greatest wealth of the cowherd family was not the big house given to Los by the men, but the position itself.

As a cowherd family, with the forage grass sent by villagers for various reasons, the family can not only easily raise several times of livestock, but also no longer need to worry about the forage grass from now on.

In this way, the original forage planting can be turned into a ration for rotation, and the cowherd family is least lacking in fertilizer and labor for calves. At the same time, after several times a year, the time for other work in the field will no longer be a problem.

Several times of livestock means several times of cheese, and the pasture turns into ration land means a large amount of food, including all kinds of fertilizers and unlimited herds of oxen, and most of the time you don’t need to save for pasture work...

By doing this, how much more wheat and other omnivores can your family harvest?

Just a rough imagination, the result made Old William's face flush and his mind dizzy.

No! That's not all!

Just next to the high-quality forage piles, there were several piles with slightly worse appearances, each of which was smaller in quantity, but they were also dried to the point of yellow, and accumulated more hay than another portion of forage. There were many small baskets next to these hay, filled with soybeans or peas.

These hay and grains come from the Akerri village, whose population is larger and does not own oxen families.

That's right, the cowherd family is so domineering.

If there are oxen, you must naturally provide for the cowherd family who actually manage the herds of oxen, otherwise you will not be able to ensure the safety of your own oxen.

Without plowing oxen, you have to pay tribute to the cowherds who actually manage the herds of oxen. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that good or suitable plowing oxen will be borrowed in time when farm work is the most critical, or when heavy objects must be transported.

In order to prevent the days that "already are already very sad" from becoming days that "absolutely impossible to live again",

In addition to leaving a large sum of food and grass for renting the master's ox, these families had to squeeze out a small bundle of hay from the shriveled stomachs of their own goats, cows, chickens and geese, and then cut out a basket of omnivorous food from the same tight mouths of family members such as fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, etc.

These hay and omnivorous foods squeezed out through hardships are naturally part of the wealth of the cowherd family.

This has been the case for generations.
Chapter completed!