Luxury, this is Li Dechen's first feeling when he saw the shovel.

The amount of iron used for a shovel is even higher than that of a Liu family plough. Isn’t this burning money? If it were him, even if he beat him to death, he wouldn’t spend money to create such things.

It's easy to use, this is Li Dechen's second feeling after shoveling out the first shovel.

It is sharp, labor-saving, and vigorous, and is more than a hundred times better than the usual hoe. No wonder the owner is so confident that with this shovel, he can really dig out the well within one month.

It’s good to have money, this is Li Dechen’s third feeling after trying a shovel.

If you have money, you can use such luxurious, expensive and easy-to-use tools.

"Brother Li, how about it? Is this shovel okay?" Liu Yi looked at Li Dechen's face changing. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked him.

Li Dechen carefully put the shovel aside, turned around and said to Liu Yi: "Boss, with this kind of plow, there are dozens of wells, in a month, I promise to dig it out for you! Please rest assured by the boss."

"Haha, that's great. Now I'll have to trouble Mr. Li to bring these thirty shovels to the ground. Use them earlier to complete the work earlier." Liu Yi looked at Li Dechen with a serious look and said, "You know, we only have one month. If it doesn't rain in this month, we have to count on these wells."

"Don't worry, boss," Li Dechen said, bent over and said, "In a month, even if it's day and night, the old man will dig it out. It's definitely not to delay the crops in the field."

Crops are the lifeline of all farmers and the lifeline of all tenants. When the crop yield is high, these tenants who live by employed will get more food for their lives.

Therefore, except for those merchants who have hoarded a lot of food, no one would want to see disasters like drought or flood.

"In addition," Liu Yiuan continued: "The excavated well should be wider than the well in the village, at least more than half wider. The side of the well should be based on bluestone, and the edges should be more than three feet above the ground. This will not only facilitate irrigation, but also prevent the well from falling into the well during future farming."

"What the boss said is, I've recorded it." Li Dechen nodded, and seeing that Liu Yi was so concerned about their personal safety, he couldn't help but feel grateful again.

Although we are not in a chaotic world now, the status and lives of tenants are still as lowly as dogs. Usually no one will take them seriously. If they are cold, hungry, dead, rotten, and fend for themselves, no one will care about you, and no one will care about you again. It is rare for a boss like Liu Yi who is willing to think about them.

"Boss," Li Dechen bent over and carried more than a dozen shovels on the ground to his shoulders, saluted Liu Yi, and said, "The little old man will take his leave now. The remaining shovels will be sent to collect them later. The little old man will definitely follow the instructions of the boss. Please rest assured."

"Brother Li, go slowly." Liu Yi chuckled and sent Li Dechen out of the door. Having an employee as obedient and capable as Li Dechen is also a blessing, and it saves Liu Yi a lot of trouble.

When Li Dechen walked away, Liu Yi turned around and went to the silkworm room. Liu Laoshi and Liu He were all there at this moment.

"Dad," opened the small door of the silkworm room. Liu Yi stood in front of the door and shouted softly. With Liu He's last warning, he dared not step into the silkworm room easily. It was just like now that Liu He was also in the silkworm room.

If this mother is unhappy, she might have nothing to eat for dinner tonight.

With his shoulder against the door frame, Liu Yi said honestly to Liu: "Or, I'll send someone to dig a well in your more than 100 acres of fields. If there is a severe drought in the future, it will be more convenient to irrigate."

"No need," Liu Laoshi refused, saying, "Dad's 120 acres of land is against the ditches, and it is impossible to lack water. There is no need to spend so much money to dig an optional well. Don't worry about this anymore. Dad is responsible."

After all, Lao Liu still feels sorry for the money. A well, five hundred folks, is almost about to reach half of his harvest in a season. How could he bear it?

"Uh, then as my father said." Liu Yi nodded, only a few hectares of land. Now Liu Yi, who is so grand, no longer takes them seriously. Since Liu Yi is happy, let him go.

At this time, Lao Liu finished the work inside, took a basket of silkworm manure out of the silkworm room, and asked Liu Yi: "Didn't you say you would build a new house in the near future? How are you doing now? Anyway, it's a slack farm now, so my father has nothing to do at home. If you need your father's help, just say it to him."

After handing over the power of the Liu family to Liu Yi, Lao Liu suddenly felt much more relaxed. He had a baby at all. Now he is just helping Liu He's silkworms raise at home.

"I was about to discuss this with my father," Liu Yiu took the small basket from Lao Liu's hand, poured the silkworm manure into the cloth bag at the door of the silkworm room, and said to Lao Liu: "I have selected the homestead. What I lack now are some masters who know how to build houses and materials needed for building houses. I wonder if my father has any acquaintances in this regard?"

"The master of building a house?" Lao Liu lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "Well, you can go to your father-in-law's place. He seemed to have done this kind of business before, and now he will do it again occasionally. It will be relatively easier to get to know some people in this field and save some money if he helps."

Father-in-law, Zhang Buliang? He actually knows architecture? Why have you never heard anyone mention it before?

Liu Yi carefully wiped the faint sweat from the forehead. It seemed that he still lacked understanding of this future father-in-law's family.

"That's it, I'll go and have a look tomorrow," Liu Yi hung the small basket at the door, looked up at the sky, the sun was approaching, and it was not suitable to go again today.

"I just hope that your heart is like my heart and will never let down my lovesickness." Zhang Chuchu stood on the table with her elbows, held her small face with both hands, and stared at the poem on the table with her big eyes. Her red lips opened, and she chanted the last poem repeatedly.

"I just hope that your heart is like my heart and will not let down my lovesickness." Another soft moan, but the voice was a male voice, and then a big hand suddenly took the paper on the table.

"Brother?" Zhang Chuchu hurriedly stood up and snatched the paper from Zhang Chuwen's hand with a red face.

"Is this the poem my sister-in-law wrote to you the day before yesterday?" Zhang Chuwen didn't feel embarrassed. He reached out and handed out the paper, and said to Zhang Chuchu with a smile: "It's no wonder that it can make our Chuchu so fascinated that someone knocked on the door and entered the room."

"Brother, if you say that, I won't pay attention to you." Zhang Chuchu carefully folded the letter, put it gently in her sleeve, and looked at Zhang Chuwen with a angrily look.

"Okay, okay, brother won't make fun of you anymore." Zhang Chuwen sat down on the round stool beside the table and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a poem? Brother has also brought you a song, "No, look, it's not worse than the one in your hand."

Zhang Chuwen took out a wide open white paper from his arms and handed it to Zhang Chuchu, saying, "This is also my sister-in-law's masterpiece. The big brother specially asked for you from the Du Mansion."

"Oh?" Zhang Chuchu's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly reached out to take the paper and gently spread it to the table.

"In the plum blossom temple in the plum blossom wall, the plum blossom fairy under the plum blossom temple; the plum blossom fairy planted plum trees, and picked plum blossoms for wine money..., others laughed at me for being too crazy, I laughed at me for being unable to see through; I did not see the tomb of the heroes of Wuling, and I did not see the fields without flowers or wine."

Did he write this?

Zhang Chuchu sat lightly at the table, looking at the poems on the table, and was completely immersed in the perfect artistic conception described in the poem.

Relaxation, comfort, natural, free and easy, this is quite consistent with his personality.

"Brother, when did he write this?" After waking up from the poem, Zhang Chuchu looked up and asked Zhang Chuwen.

"A month ago, the day before he went to Chang'an." Zhang Chuwen said: "If my elder brother had not been at home for a while, my elder brother would have brought this poem back to you."

"Also," Zhang Chuwen moved the stool to Zhang Chuchu's side and said in a low voice: "Little sister, do you know what my sister-in-law did to Chang'an a while ago?"

Seeing Zhang Chuchu shaking his head, Zhang Chuwen continued, "He is going to treat the Empress."

"Ah?" Zhang Chuchu's mouth widened and she looked at Zhang Chuwen with a staid look.

"And," Zhang Chuwen was very satisfied with the younger sister's expression of surprise, and once again broke the news to Zhang Chuchu: "Not only did he cure the Queen's illness, but he also cured the leg disease of His Royal Highness. Yu the Royal Family has great kindness, and his future will be limitless. If you can marry such a person, your brother will be happy for you from the bottom of your heart."

"However," Zhang Chuwen quietly looked up at Zhang Chuchu and said, "Although this sister-in-law is good at everything, he has the title of a merchant. The merchant is exhausted. He is afraid that he will not be able to become an official or a title in his life."
Chapter completed!