Spring has really arrived, and everything is recovering. The trees that died of drought in the past, which were stripped of bark by hungry people, were stubbornly exposed new green under the nourishment of a melting snow.

This time, they no longer have to worry about someone eating their new clothes.

The barren land is full of people, and they have no time to take care of walking on the road. The mighty people are just focused on sorting out the reclaimed land, striving to make the largest area possible at the end of the spring sowing.

Only when a caravan passed by would they hurriedly run to the road to ask about the transaction.

The sea has opened, and merchants from Jiangnan, Shandong, Tianjin and other places have arrived at this huge virgin land with all kinds of goods and great enthusiasm, looking for all business opportunities.

Here, the people have no money. But that doesn't matter. Merchants are more willing to trade goods, so that they can make money from both sides.

After the people of southern Liaoning first opened the forest, they went up the mountain to hunt, with camphor roe deer all over the mountain, and tigers and leopards were everywhere.

The people hunt them, meat is used to fill their stomachs, and fur is the best item to exchange for things.

From rabbit skins, fox skins, to tiger skins, leopard skins.

Is it illegal to beat tigers? Let's take it down. In this era, there are more tigers than cats. If you often go to the village to hurt people, you will kill a tiger, and the government will reward you.

It is not edible to fight a tiger. Tiger meat is the most precious ingredient in the Central Plains, and tiger bones are the best fur. In the Central Plains, whoever has a seat cushion made of tiger skin is a symbol of wealth. If you hit a tiger, you will be developed.

The feathers of pheasants and various birds are useless?

No, now, in the song and dance brothels in the big cities of the Central Plains, a gorgeous dress made of feathers is popular. A bunch of good feathers is no cheaper than a deer antler.

As for the countless medicinal materials, they are even more popular among Central Plains merchants.

The old fisherman with one leg, with his son-in-law and his son, took advantage of the good weather and took two preys from the mountains. Before dawn, he stood by the road, waiting anxiously for the caravan to pass by.

Now because of the vast land and sparsely populated areas, there are no decent towns, so there are no large markets. If you go to the city to trade, my god, you can't afford to delay that time at all.

So the people habitually stood on the side of the road and waited for the caravan to pass by.

The caravan did not come, but saw Zhao Xing's Daxiang Guard.

The old fisherman quickly pulled his son-in-law to hide on the side of the road.

Zhao Xing, who was riding on the horse, saw the old fisherman, held the war horse, jumped down and greeted him enthusiastically: "Old man, do you still remember me? You are so lucky."

The old fisherman quickly stepped forward and knelt down: "Why don't the little old man remember the adults? I am grateful to him and still remember me."

Zhao Xing took the old fisherman's hand and sat on the stool opened by the guard: "When will I go home? How is the home? Have you obtained the land? How can I live?"

The old fisherman smiled and replied: "I'm back after the New Year. I've picked up a son-in-law and a labourer. The family is three generations. It's good. I got the government's pension to my son for fifty acres. My father and I have opened a few acres in a tumultuous way, waiting for the government to measure. My daughter-in-law is now my daughter, and I raise chickens and cook at home. My father and I are busy working outside and life is good."

"It's a pity that your son died in battle for the country, and he felt very uncomfortable."

"Sir, I dare not do this. What's the point? I earned fifty acres of land for my son's life and for his son, and it's worth it."

This is the Han people. They regard land as more important than life. It is worthwhile to earn land for their descendants.

After looking through the prey brought by the two men, there were a pair of deer antlers, two furs, and a pile of beautiful stones.

One of them turned out to be Xiuyan's jade.

"What do you want to change these things?"

The old fisherman pinched his fingers and calculated: "It is necessary to have two hoes and a pack of salt. It is best to pull a few feet of cloth on it. Grandson must not always be bare-butt."

"What else?"

The old fisherman looked at his things: "What a pity, the deer whip was eaten by my son-in-law, so now I can only change these."

When I heard that the deer whip was eaten by my son-in-law, I burst into laughter: "A greedy thing."

The old fisherman immediately retorted seriously: "I asked him to eat it. After eating it, I would give birth to a child for our family. When the family has children, there would be labor. When the country has children, there would be soldiers. When the time comes, I will send the child to the team to kill slaves."

Zhao Xing sighed: "Yes, although life is difficult, as long as we have children, we have hope. Although the mountains and rivers are broken, but if we have soldiers, we will always be unified. Let's have a prosperous family, and the country is rich and the people are strong."

The old fisherman suddenly stood up and said to Zhao Xing apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, the caravan is here, I have to trade quickly, I dare not delay the caravan's way down. There are still villagers waiting below."

Zhao Xing also stood up and said goodbye, continuing his parade.

On a dark land, it was obvious that the family was busy, so Zhao Xing stood on the ground and grabbed a handful of soil that could produce oil. "Why are there such a good land but the people are hungry?"

The farmer directly replied: "Actually, all kinds of land are used to feed grain. However, they did not take good care of it for Jiannu. Now this land is mine, so I have to worry about it. As long as I put my efforts into this land, no matter what kind of weather, crops will grow and produce grain."

“Do you have all seeds and farm tools?”

"The day before yesterday I exchanged some medicinal materials from the government. The government owes the rest first. I guess according to the soil moisture conditions this year, I can pay off the food by autumn."

"You can't be hungry to pay off your debts."

"Our farmer families cannot live a life of famine. They would rather be hungry than pay off their debts. Only when there is no famine can they live a peaceful and comfortable life."

This is the simplest thought of the people. In Zhenjiang, the young prefect was worried that the people would be liable for their debts. The idea of ​​land was simply redundant, and he didn't even understand the people today.

As he was talking, a child ran over: "Dad, the land of the third master in Dongtou has not been opened yet. Mom asked you to go there quickly."

Zhao Xing quickly asked: "What's going on?"

The man explained: "The Third Master Dongtou is a lonely old man with no children, but the government still contracted ten acres of land, but he had the strength to farm? As a result, everyone was summoning to discuss and everyone helped him plant, and then he took out half of the harvest and gave it to the village."

Zhao Xing frowned: "Isn't this a monetary collection of corvee labor? He dares."

The man quickly shook his hand: "Mr. I misunderstood. This work was not done for him in vain. Murakami collected half of his harvest and then stored it in Murakami's charity warehouse. At that time, Murakami would repair bridges and roads. Whoever had a natural disaster patient could not support him, so he would come out of this charity warehouse. This was willing and agreed upon by everyone."
Chapter completed!