"Hurry up and harvest. Why aren't they here yet?" A battalion commander shouted anxiously when he saw the rosy clouds in the morning turn into dark clouds.
There were too few people in their battalion who knew how to harvest wheat. They used to be herdsmen in the east of Hexi Jiedushi.
They used to be Zhe Chong's residence. Later, they were disbanded and had just regained their freedom. They wanted to do other jobs.
When the imperial court said that they wanted to recruit soldiers, they ran over to get a job that they thought was easy and profitable. They were guarding Chang 'an and basically didn't fight.
When they arrived, they found that they were given a lot of money. Her Majesty personally gave it to them.
They also found that the training was different from before. If they didn't eat as much meat as they wanted, their bodies wouldn't be able to bear it.
They climbed mountains and trained in the mountains. In the summer, there was snow on the mountains. It was hard to breathe and cold.
It wasn't easy to survive, but they still had to catch rabbits and help the people.
Was harvesting wheat a job for humans? They might as well climb Mount Taibai.
A battalion was responsible for a large area. It was slow. The people were anxious, but they couldn't rush them. Her Majesty's army worked very hard, but their skills were poor.
The battalion commander didn't force himself. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately sent someone to ask for help.
Asking for help was just a loss of face. It would prove that his team was worse than others in this aspect.
If he didn't ask for help and delayed the people from harvesting wheat, it might not be a matter of face.
As he shouted, he continued to work. Why couldn't he understand the tools?
"Don't be afraid of getting caught in the rain. Don't hurt your back." The farmer was distressed. What a good soldier, although harvesting wheat was slow.
Non-commissioned Officer was anxious. Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, a team of 100 people.
They ran to the end of the field, jumped off their horses, and rushed into the field. They stood in a row and began to harvest wheat.
They watched as a row of wheat was pushed forward and pieces of wheat fell.
"This … specially trained?" The battalion commander was dumbfounded.
"What are you waiting for? Come over and tie them up. You know how to tie them up, right? "The Winged Knights people saw the recruits watching and shouted.
"Yes, I know. Quick, go and help." The battalion commander reacted and called his brothers.
The people of the 20 families in this large area were relieved. They worked hard to harvest wheat and whispered to the people next to them.
"See? They are Her Majesty's private army, divided into different ranks. "
"How did you raise the Winged Knights, Li Dongzhu? Li Dongzhu didn't personally manage the recruitment. "
"Hey! That's right! Whether a soldier is good or not depends on the general. If a soldier makes a ruckus, a general makes a ruckus. "
"The recruits aren't bad either. Their physiques are good. If we want to blame someone, we can only blame ourselves for being busy with other things."
"Many women have work to do, and the children have to go to school. It's really hard to ask the elders in the family to come and work."
"His Majesty was the one who said that he would send troops to help. Even if His Majesty didn't say anything, we still had to do it. After harvesting, plant sorghum and then some soybeans. "
"It's plump enough. The wheat is growing well. It's a bumper harvest. If you don't pay rent, you'll be a commoner. If you sell wheat, you'll pay tax. Can you sell it for a good price? "
"Look at Li Dongzhu. Whatever price Li Dongzhu sets, we'll sell at that price. The grain merchants can only raise the price. Don't even think about buying cheap grain from us."
The commoners chatted, not delaying their work. All of them had blissful smiles on their faces.
A few years ago, before the summer harvest, there was a lack of manpower.
There was no food to eat at home, so they could only borrow money to buy grain.
When the summer harvest came and the rent was paid, the remaining grain had to be sold to repay the money.
When selling, the grain merchants tried their best to lower the price. It was more than half the price of the grain they bought when there was a lack of manpower.
They planted other crops. Before the autumn harvest, there was a lack of manpower, so they had to repeat the process.
If there was a sick person at home who took medicine, after a year of hard work, they might still owe money.
Now, there was no shortage of manpower and no food to eat. They had already set aside some extra grain.
They did other work to earn money, such as making clothes, repairing houses, adding furniture, making jewelry for their wives, and feeding eggs for their children.
After the harvest, they didn't have to sell the grain. There was enough money.
This was what it meant to live a good life. Each day was better than the last.
When the lightning flashed and thunder rolled, the finished wheat had already been piled up and covered with straw curtains.
They were all piled up on flat areas. They were very high, so there was no need to worry about the rain washing down the ground.
The rain looked like it was going to be heavy rain. After it finished, it would clear up tomorrow at the latest. Then, they would dry the ground and spread the wheat out to dry.
The next step was also easy. There were specialized tools for threshing the grains.
They didn't lack tools for shelling, and they even had to grind the grains.
Raindrops the size of beans splashed down. There was basically no one to be seen on the road.
Those who were in a hurry had already run to the nearest shed to take shelter. They first rested and looked at the situation.
The small boats in the water net lowered the curtains around them to prevent water from entering. The boats continued to move forward.
Going against the current was more troublesome. If the rain was heavy, there would be more water. Going against the current was even more tiring.
The workers at the docks didn't stop. They put on their sleeves, rolled up their trousers, and continued to move things. The small cars moved back and forth on the track.
In the entire capital office, all the people who faced the road put away the straw sandals hanging under the eaves.
Ever since Li Yi saw someone without shoes in the East City, he publicized it in the newspaper. There was also a method to make straw sandals.
Some people didn't need any tools at all. It was just a few pairs of straw sandals! They took the time to make them and hung them outside.
If someone's shoes broke while walking, they just took them. They couldn't use them to light a fire, right? Grass couldn't withstand a fire.
Even if the locals of the capital office wore straw sandals, they would wear finely processed straw sandals. They were comfortable and didn't break easily.
No one wanted straw sandals that would break after walking for less than ten miles.
They were all prepared for the newcomers to the capital office. Going barefoot made the Tang dynasty look poor.
In Li Family Zhuangzi, the little girl stood at the door and watched the rain outside. She held a bottle of carbonated drink in her hand. She took a sip from time to time and panted heavily.
It was made by Li Yi. It was not good for the body to drink it all the time. Drinking it once in a while made people feel comfortable.
When the weather was stuffy and hot, she would drink it iced and burp. She would feel refreshed all of a sudden.
The people in Li Family Zhuangzi's Tofu Workshop were soaking beans and preparing to make tofu. They would then use the tofu to make fermented bean curd.
The Heavenly Soldiers needed a large amount of fermented bean curd. A large batch had already been sent away.
Fermented bean curd needed some time to ferment. The Li Family Zhuangzi was suddenly short of fermented bean curd. They had to make up for it.
Li Yi was not performing surgery today. The weather was bad. If something happened to a death row prisoner and he died on the operating table, the Tang dynasty would lose a labor force.
He sat not far from the door. His eyes were listless. He was studying and watching other people's surgery videos.
Princess Yongmu took Xiaolan to their study to organize the information and deepen her understanding.
The children in Zhuangzi's house all ran to sleep, including Xiaolan and the children of Zhuangzi's neighbors.
It was raining outside. They slept soundly.
Li Longji drank tea and corrected memorials. There were a total of five memorials about the transfer of local officials.
He did not care about the allocation of funds. He left it to the professionals.
After calculating the candidates, he decided on them one by one and ordered someone to send them to Zhuangzi's political affairs hall for the chancellors to review.
The chancellors had actually already listed the candidates when they sent them up. Li Longji had other ideas. He used two of the positions for other people.
If the chancellors did not agree, they would have to come over and talk about the candidates for the provincial governor.
"Lishi, do you still remember what it was like when it rained during the coronation ceremony?"
Li Longji was bored and asked Gao Lishi, who was standing next to him.
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