Chapter 115： frustration

   Mu Yangling came to the camp for the first time to find Qi Haoran. Not only did Qi Haoran run out, but Fan Zijin also ran out after him.

"What happened?" Qi Haoran asked hurriedly.

"Nothing happened, I just thought of a good way to tell you guys." Mu Yangling looked at him with bright eyes, "What do you think about digging the reservoir when you were digging mud to build a house?"

Qi Haoran was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, "You mean to build a reservoir in the place where the mud is dredged? Yes, we have to build civilian houses and barracks, which requires a lot of mud, which can save a lot of effort."

Fan Zijin couldn't help pouring cold water on them, "You guys are thinking too beautifully. Where a reservoir is built, there must be yellow mud suitable for building houses? Where there is yellow mud, it must be suitable for building a reservoir?"

Qi Haoran and Mu Yangling were optimistic about the unity, and waved their hands: "There will always be a suitable one for both, I will go to someone to see it now."

Fan Zijin looked at the two people who were in high spirits, and then swallowed the words in his mouth. Forget it, he will accompany them to toss.

Mu Yangling said as he walked: "It's not like this reservoir can be built. It's better to go to the county and ask the chief clerk. They are in charge of agriculture, and maybe they can introduce some talents to us."

"Okay, we don't know anything about farming. I would like to ask Song Zhiduo for a few people who know farming."

Mu Yangling nodded again and again, "This must be there, you can also find those old people who are very good at farming in the fields, they know a lot, when you bring people, you must introduce them to me. "

Mu Yangling has only seen farming, and at most, she learned a little about it in books and TV when she was studying in her previous life, but there are too many modern factors mixed in. She is not sure if it can be applied to the present. More importantly, understanding does not equal practice. Never planted.

"No problem, I'll have someone call you later."

Fan Zijin looked at the two people who were extremely confident, and was a little frustrated for no reason. Both of them said they did what they said, and they hardly thought about the consequences. One Qi Haoran was enough for him to be tired, and then another Mu Yangling. When are **** days a head?

Song Zhi heard that Qi Haoran was going to build a reservoir, so he naturally promised to help. Even if most of Mingshui County was under the control of the army, it was still under the jurisdiction of Mingshui County, and Mingshui County became better. Of course he was happy, so Song Zhi was very happy. Zhi said that in addition to human and material resources, he will give Qi Haoran all the support on the technical level.

People, Qi Haoran has things, he can ask his brother for it, the only thing he lacks is technical support.

Hearing that while the reservoir is being built, the excavated mud will also be used to build the house. Two drops of cold sweat fell on Song Zhi's forehead, and he persuaded carefully, "Here, the place where the reservoir is built may not have yellow mud suitable for building houses."

Qi Haoran nodded and said, "I know, that's why I came to see Master Song, looking for a place that is suitable for building both a reservoir and mud."

Song Zhi: "...I'll find someone to take a look."

And the soldiers under Qi Haoran were excited to object when they heard that Qi Haoran wanted to build a reservoir.

In the past ten days, they have been exhausted from the training and work of leaving early and returning late. The key is that they can only eat 70% full. If they build a reservoir, they will become exhausted dogs. Some of them go home and see their brothers. He was still the same as usual, but he was thin to a bamboo pole, and his heart suddenly became unbalanced.

The uproar in the barracks got worse.

Qi Haoran's face was black, he didn't expect the biggest resistance to come from his own men.

Fan Zijin said: "We have to give them a benefit, otherwise it will be enough for us to suffer if they slack off."

Qi Haoran did not wrinkle tightly, and said aggrieved: "Is it not enough? I have compressed the two-hour training every day to one hour. What can I do in one hour a day? I can't even queue up."

Mu Yangling sat beside him, propped his chin and said, "They have to be full to eat and have enough rest. It's better to have meat to eat, so that they will be willing to work. There are at least two months before the ice and snow melt. Enough for us to dig the reservoir."

"You said it nicely, how can we have enough food to feed them? If we give back meat, they will die of beauty if they have enough vegetables." Fan Zijin said dissatisfiedly, "The army is very poor, and it is only because my cousin takes care of them that they can eat it. Seventy percent full, you don't know how dissatisfied the generals in other battalions are."

Because in their opinion, the people from the Fifth Battalion had a very low probability of going to the battlefield, but they were treated better than them.

In the army, good things are reserved for elite soldiers.

Mu Yangling slumped his shoulders, "Then what should we do? Recruit strong men from military households? Then everyone must have a bigger opinion."

Qi Haoran snorted coldly, got up and said, "Who dares to have an opinion? Just come to the Lord."

Qi Haoran angrily beat the horse and left, leaving Mu Yangling and Fan Zijin looking at each other.

Fan Zijin blamed Mu Yangling, "It's all your bad ideas."

"You won't say that when these reservoirs work."

Fan Zijin snorted, Mu Yangling patted his **** and left, she had to go back and turn the ground.

Mu Shi was already in the field. He acted as an ox pulling the iron plow at the front, and Ma Liu supported the iron plow in the back. The pears had already peared eight or nine points in the morning.

Mu Yangling ran back and took a **** and hoeed from the other direction.

Xiuhong took Xiulan and Bowen to pick up grass stems behind, piled them into a pile, and then took them to the edge of the field to throw.

Mu Shi took a break and came over to find his daughter, "How is it, what did the general say, is the reservoir still being built?"

Because he was looking for a suitable place and the soldiers below were noisy, Mu Shi had been resting at home for three days.

Mu Yangling shook his head in frustration, "We have to wait for him to think of a way."

Mu Shi squatted next to his daughter, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Then let's get our own land out first."

Mu Yangling nodded.

Although the construction of houses and reservoirs has been temporarily put on hold, other things have progressed smoothly. In the past three days, Mu Yangling taught the method of setting fire, and every household began to set fire to grass. A third of the grass was burnt.

Qi Haoran even sent people to guard the field every morning. Once the fire got out of control, he immediately went to remedy it, and strictly stipulated that no fire was allowed after the sun came out.

Qi Haoran has the power to kill the military households, so no one dares to violate his ban.

Mu Yangling got up and pulled up the iron plow, "Dad, you **** the ground, I'll pull it."

She still thinks pulling the iron plow is the easiest, it's almost like walking with a small blog on your back, and you have to bend over to hoe.

Mu Shi also knew that his daughter was strong and that pulling the iron plow was not a blessing, so he waved her to go.

Mu Yangling pulled the iron plow and walked fast and steadily. Ma Liu was holding the iron plow with all his attention from behind. The ground that was turned up was deep and wide. She took time to look up at Mu Yangling, only to think that she was bigger than a cow. It's good to use.