But what is the difference?

Anyway, both families can’t afford to pay for the soju.

I donated a lot of money before. Wang Ju has always planned to repay it, but he is using money in one place. It seems that he has never thought of repaying it in the past ten years.

Not only are the old debts not paid back, but the new debts are coming again.

When Ge Shaohua went south, his first stop was Wanchunwei, and then Hangzhou. He talked with his brother-in-law Li Zhen in a vague manner. Li Zhen and the people of the Zhu family immediately took out more than 12,000 guan, and several other shares also took out several thousand guan, which made up 20,000 guan to sponsor the warehouse.

Maybe this money can only play a part of it, but it won’t play an absolute role, but it’s also the only wish of others.

Therefore, Wang Ju made this compensation.

"Do many times?"

"Maybe it's dozens of times," Wang Ju said.

The little lady of the Zhao family stretched her waist on the side and said, "Wang Pingshi, I originally wanted to drag it out and drink your wedding wine with you and the concubine."

"Don't delay, how to hold this wedding? I still have a headache. Look at it."

"Are you marrying a concubine in these huts?"

"Why can't it be? I used to plan to marry a concubine in the cave in Wangjiazhai. Now it's better than that cave, second brother, do you think so?"

Li Wan rubbed his head again, what did he say?

"Come on, I'll send you there."

Wang Ju sent them out.

Along the way, many soldiers bid farewell to Zhu Jun and Li Wan.

They don’t know the things that are too complicated, but they know that the cattle they have in hand were funded by Zhu and Li families. But there is still a lot of gap in this cattle, and at least more than 6,000 cows are needed to meet the needs of plowing land. In the autumn and winter this year, the two families can still get a thousand cows. The remaining court will not find a way, and only the soldiers will find a way themselves. Next year, there will be a fee for next year, and new soldiers will arrange it...

But having it is better than not.

So everyone is grateful to the two families.

Wang Ju sent him far away and then stopped.

Then he stood there, watching the group get farther and farther away, and finally lying on the grass again.

He talked about the means, and Zhang Maoze praised his means before leaving, but Wang Ju refused to admit it.

If the means are good, but if you really become a scheming spokesperson, that would not be a good thing.

In fact, he used countless tricks during this period, such as the final treatment of the more than 20 people and how to deal with them. He did dozens of deductions. This led to the final result of being arrogant and light.

In fact, his original intention is not as everyone says, he does things fiercely, has fierce wrists, and kills people at any time.

After the distribution of the fields, a judgment was made. The twenty or so people who set fire only fined some money to build a brand new county government and account rooms. Even though their boss's hidden fields were given more, almost ten percent. Only a few were domineering, and Wang Ju slightly ruthlessly.

And the field of the sergeant.

Zhao Xu's words make sense, this is the land. It means there is no funding from the imperial court, but the court does not collect taxes. There are twenty-five acres of high-quality land, so the family can live a living with food and clothing. Some families even have some small land in their hands and will charge some rent.

Wang Ju pretended that he didn't see this.

For example, when I was poor, the villagers in the village distributed more dividends from Taoxi swords to him, but he didn't take it for granted, and he accepted it with confidence.

Why? Too poor.

So when dividing the land, except for the truly fertile land, a soldier only gave 25 acres of land, and the others were slightly placed, and the highest one could be placed in just over 30 acres. Therefore, only the officers and soldiers of the 38th Battalion were arranged in the end, including the 30th Battalion Poche and the 8th Battalion Army soldiers.

This is the real Wang Ju.

At this time, Wang Ju put his hand on his head, laying on the grass, looking at the blue sky.

In this unpolluted world, the sky is really blue.

The clouds are light and as if they want to soar up to the sky.

Wang Ju looked at the two sides of the pine canal again, and countless soldiers and people were working on both sides.

Most of the soldiers were also divided into two parts. They had to work hard in time, build houses, warehouses, and schoolyards. In addition, their families had to settle down when they came. Therefore, most of them had to be left behind, and they would be farmed and sowed, and temporarily implement the collectivist system.

The remaining one-third of the soldiers were transferred to the east to continue to build water conservancy.

Therefore, they are very busy. As for training, go to hell. The training I prepared for this year has not been practiced at all.

In this way, Cheng Fang was still worried that going eastward would be a new civil servant, but civil servants were not the main force of labor. As the soldiers of each battalion settled, there was not enough labor.

As for the people assigned to the fields, they cannot count on them.

Now called fields, they are still weeds and wild shrubs before the people have plowed them out.

So now it's very busy.

Wang Ju asked his subordinates to divide the fields and made some simple marks. However, the people also had to make small gains. This year, they had to build the ridges of the field and remove the shrubs and weeds so that they would not be occupied by others. Not only in the Song Dynasty, but also in the rural areas of Wang Ju's previous life, the same was true for the loyal and honest people to repair the ridges, which are the fields mentioned in the book, which are convenient for identification and work, but the unfaithful people's ridges were dug. People here were repairing and people there were digging. Over the past ten years, many of the loyal and honest people's land was invisibly occupied.

Besides, it's even more chaotic at this time.

Moreover, the land that Wang Ju gave them was quite generous. Some people worked hard and worked faithfully and could get fifty or sixty acres of land. So the family started to work hard again.

Except for a few springs who want to take advantage of the land, almost every commoner’s home has begun to increase.

They were working and became the main households, and the main households were in trouble. Although the new fields had almost nothing to do with them, some dry land was originally still turned into fertile fields, which had to be cleaned and irrigated.

But where can I find someone to work?

Even the buildings beside the wharf could not find short-term workers. So these big bosses had to cross the Jingshui River and Wei River to recruit short-term workers in the surrounding counties, or pay higher treatment to recruit tenants.

So on this vast nearly 20,000 hectares of arable land, people are working everywhere, like hard-working little bees.

"In two years, it will look good," said Huang Liang.

"Maybe," said Wang Ju. If you look at the harvest, it will look good, but in two years, with this big granary, what would Zhao Xu, who wants to make progress, think?

Perhaps the war on the border will be even more tragic.

That way, is it good-looking or not?

Wang Ju suddenly realized that he had become sentimental.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, then waved to the distance, and said, "Miss, come here, say anything you want."
Chapter completed!