In the golden autumn of October, the rice is so ripe!

Standing in Jinzhou City, looking out, there was a golden scene everywhere. The rice heads pressed by the mature rice ears were heavy. The heads were lowered and you could smell the unique fragrance of rice. Looking at this scene, Bu Laoshi, who has been promoted to Jinzhou County's Chief of the Governor of Jinzhou County, or can be called Master Bu She now. After rubbing, he was sore after he was sore. He couldn't help but smile a satisfied smile on his honest face.

To be honest, even now, he felt a little unbelievable. In the past, rice was the product of their south, and he never thought that it was the north of the bitter and cold land, and he actually planted rice!

But after all, he became Mr. Shangguan, and he had just felt a little relieved. When he came to his senses, Bu Laoshi started yelling with a big duck at the top of his voice.

"I'm just standing there and dry yarn! Why don't you speed up the harvest! It will be frost in a few days. Let me tell you that there is no relief food to eat this year, and I can't store any food again! Don't even think about hang out here, Master Zhou Mu said, all the lazy men will be sent to Ma'anshan Mine for labor reform!"

"I know Lord Bu!"

With Bushe's roar of "full of official flavor", he lowered his face, but with a few smiley responses, no one was stupid. He was his own, and the food was his own. Every household was afraid of poverty. Who would be willing to risk starving to death and look at people rolling their eyes and get relief food with fear?

Especially these grains have special significance to every household. This is the price they paid for their blood and they fought with the invading Xianbei people in the fields.

The bloody land and food have the most cherished meaning!

It's really the same lines as the Uncle Benshan's model team! There is a red rice field in front of it! It's a bumper harvest! The farmers harvested grain! All the gay men waved their sickles and brushed it, and finished cutting a piece of rice. Looking at this side, all the lesbians also brushed it, and a golden grain rain came to raise in the threshing ground.

Not only Han people here, but there are nearly 10,000 men and women in the threshing farm. The middle-aged laborers also hold sickles and follow them to harvest rice.

The rice poles cut in later generations have to be found to be paid for, otherwise you will be fined if they are left in the fields and burned. This is a good place. The rice poles are directly tied into bales and become a reward for the Wuhuan people to do farm work. Piles of rice poles and rice bran are the best feed in winter. They can solve the problem of nearly half of the winter feed of the 40,000 to 50,000 Wuhuan Xianbei tribes, and the remaining one is half. After summer, Jinzhou farmers in the slack season were sent out to mow grass and make bales, which was also solved.

Not only in terms of labor, the farming and nomadic peoples complement each other, but economic exchanges have also begun enthusiastically. As winter approaches, one thing every nomadic tribe needs to do is to reduce livestock. After all, the productivity of this era is limited, and there is only so much winter feed reserved, which cannot feed the entire herd. Select a part of the aging and weak slaughtered and eaten, so that strong livestock will have a better chance of living through the winter.

The meat is not easy to preserve. The grassland is short of salt, fuel, and pots. In short, everything is lacking. Most of the slaughtered mutton beef has to be wasted. But now, it is easy to talk about the border market. Anyway, Liucheng is not far from Jinzhou. In spring, the Sanshili Fort, which was the most fierce battle between the Han and Xianbei people, was assigned to the trade zone by Wang Hou, and it took seven days to go to the market.

The Han people brought cotton thread and textile cloth made during the slack season. They raised chickens, ducks and eggs from their own homes. There were too many open spaces outside the border. When they were divided, nearly 100 acres of land were divided. Almost every family had become a small landlord in the pass. Even if they paid 30% of the food they had harvested, their family could not finish it. After this autumn harvest, they also brought the food they had just harvested into the market.

Of course, after all, there are two cultures, and there are conflicts. There are even grassland people who are used to talking with fists and want to forcefully buy and sell. The Han people are not all good people, there are scum, thieves, and there are also "brothers" all over the village. The "brothers" are the kind of thugs in my family who cause trouble in the border market.

Wang Hou did this kind of matter quite "human" in dealing with this kind of matter. First, he summoned the nobles of the Xianbei tribe and the 13 tribes of Wuhuan to meet together for a meeting, unifying their thoughts first, so that they knew that if the border city was in a long-term stability, it would be beneficial to both the Wuhuan and the Han people. If the border city was damaged, it would also ruin the interests of the big guys.

When the thoughts are unified, everything is easy to do. In order to maintain the public security of the border cities, the Wuhuan people also specially screened 400 people from the nobles to protect the city cavalry. Wang Hou also took turns to draw infantry regiments from the Jinzhou Brigade to maintain market security. The Han people were in charge of trouble, and the Wuhuan people were in charge of trouble, and the Wuhuan people were in charge of trouble before leaving.

As I was talking, the building became lively again. A large Han man with his belly exposed and a Wuhuan man walking there with a cow were talking and he started fighting. He hugged each other's necks, and the main street in the fort rolled all over the ground.

However, before the slap of the two sides was sermoned, and they were all talking to each other. They pulled the fun to ask about the situation, and forced the two to question each other. As a result, good guy, neither of them was a good bird.

The Wuhuan people have been buying and selling hard three times when they treat sick cattle and sick sheep as good cattle and good sheep! The Han people here are also famous wanderers in the village. Relying on the moment when the Han people are in power, they have also bought and sold hard several times. When the market opened, they also collected protection fees for Han people.

God is so good that the two bullies got together. There are not so many laws to tell about these days. If you find out the reason, you will just hang iron chains around your neck and put them in a prison car and transport them eastward.

No matter when, there will be no large number of miners and slaves who mine coal in Ma'anshan!

Wang Hou was so idle that he felt so tired. After watching the fun, he then retracted his head. At this skill, he had half of the mutton cut in front of him.

Everyone knows that you can't be too polite in front of Wang Zhenbei in private, but too respectful seems to be distant. So whether Wu Qiu Jian, Yu Wen Hong or Li Fu, they both shook their cheeks and stuffed them into their mouths. When Wang Hou stretched out his chopsticks, the mutton plate in front of him was empty. After he had picked up an empty chopstick, he couldn't help but pick the veins on his forehead.

Fortunately, this dinner was set up today, and it was not really for dinner. Wang Hou threw the chopsticks aside. He hummed dullly at Li Dahuzi, who was holding a chopstick and refused to let go of mutton.

"Old Li! Have you done what you have done?"

"When the governor of Huizhou came from Jingzhou, the village man in Zhuge you said was not looking for him. As for Xu Shu, he did serve with Liu Bei. According to the general's plan, the governor Chen sent someone to tie his mother up. Xu Shu really abandoned Liu Bei and ran to Xuzhou. However, the governor Chen said, if you do this unethical thing, you must at least give him 10,000 pieces of bone porcelain to Chen Xuzhou!"

"Wei Yan of Jingzhou has also been found. This man is also from a poor family. He is a county magistrate in a county town under Liu Biao. When he heard that you wanted to recruit him as a general, the man immediately agreed and rushed north of Xuzhou with his troops!"

"But this man is just a small guard. We are a lot of people like him in Qingzhou. I wonder why the general is so attentive to such a small person!"

"As for the five permanent members of the Ma family, they are a large clan of Jingzhou, and there is no general at all. The white-browed Ma Liang you want to invite will scold you. Yexiang's minor official is worthy of asking him to serve him. As for Wenpin, general, he is also a general under Liu Biao, and he really can't be poached!"

It was considered as if a chopstick of mutton had been boiled, and stuffed it into his mouth with sesame paste, and vomiting heat with a bitter face. Li Fu asked sadly again.

"The general feels that there is a general in Jinzhou. Why don't the general be activated?"

The one in Jinzhou is talking about Yan Liang. Indeed, compared to Wei Yan, this guy was a general under Yuan Shao's command in his early years. If he hadn't been to Wang Hou's bad luck, he would not have been sent to Youzhou's unpopular guard. However, fortunately, Wang Hou's bad luck would have moved long ago.

When it comes to fame and strength, Yan Liang is indeed outstanding, but the general also has his own arrogance. At that time, Wang Hou, a small prefect of Dongjun, was suppressed by him several times, but now Wang Hou is soaring. Instead, Yan Liang became a commoner and he has never been an official, so Wang Hou hesitated and did not recruit him.

It's also considered a hero's pity!

So Wang Hou, who had already made a decision, did not take this opportunity. He pulled his fingers and added Xu Shu and Wei Yan, and turned his attention to the Liucheng Captain and the Qingzhou Right General Yu Wen Hong.

"General Yuwen, I'm here to ask you today. What is the process of convening all the tribes and plundering the south every year? "

Although he is wearing Hanfu now, Yu Wen Hong's eyes are simply shining when he hears the robbery.

"The general is going to start a war?"
Chapter completed!