Less than an hour after Yu Wuya and Shui left gently, listening to the sound of horses' hooves and noisy talking, a long group of people led cattle and horses appeared at the head of the village, and the people who collected the summer grain tax had arrived.

The leader is still the black-faced man, his name is Fan Kun, he is the pavilion chief of several nearby villages, and this name has made Chen Xu entangled for a long time, sleepy, why don't you call it dozing!

"Hey, how can your village's summer grain harvest be so fast this year?" Fan Kun was very surprised when Ma Zhong said that all the wheat in the village had been harvested yesterday.

"The pavilion chief doesn't know, this year our village has made a thresher, which can clean up the wheat grains in the field, and only need to take it home to dry, so the harvest time is basically over in four or five days, which is much easier and faster than in previous years!" Uncle Ma explained proudly.

"Thresher, what's it, can you show me?" Fan Kun suddenly became interested, and asked a group of people to collect grain from door to door, and he hurriedly followed Uncle Ma to watch this grain collection artifact.

"Oh, Pavilion Lord, please see, this is the threshing machine we made!" Uncle Ma lifted a straw mat woven of wheat straw under the eaves, revealing a strange wooden box underneath.

Uncle Ma uncovered a few planks on the threshing machine, revealing a big wheel full of bamboo nails inside, because dozens of acres of wheat had been harvested continuously, some of the bamboo nails on the wheel had been broken, but most of them were still intact.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, show me a demonstration?" Fan Kun's eyes lit up urging.

Uncle Ma had no choice but to arrange for a few people to go around the river beach, and soon got a small bundle of wheat ears that had not yet completely withered and came back.

Then one of the villagers was in charge of shaking the handle, and the other was in charge of feeding the wheat, and with the sound of fluttering, it took almost two or three minutes for a small bundle of wheat to be threshed, and a few handfuls of clean wheat kernels were obtained.

"Good, good object, horse weight, you ...... You've done a great job this time! Fan Kun couldn't say anything excited anymore, patted Uncle Ma's shoulder, and his body trembled slightly.

"Ma Zhong, quickly prepare the best thresher, I want to bring it back to the town for Lord Lidian to see, with this thing, I'm afraid our summer grain harvest in Qinghe Town will be much earlier!"

"The best thresher must be Xiao Xu's family, this threshing machine was also invented and made by him, Pavilion Master, let's go directly to his house!" Uncle Ma hurriedly pointed to Chen Xu's house and said.

Soon, a group of people rushed to the door of Chen Xu's house, looking at the grain collection team that was going and returning, Chen Xu was very unhappy but helpless to come forward to say hello.

"Chen Xu has seen the Pavilion Master!"

"Well, you're welcome!" Fan Kun waved his hand and said, "Ma Cunzheng said that you invented and made a thresher for harvesting wheat quickly, I will bring one back for Lord Lidian to see, where is your threshing machine, give it to me quickly!" ”

"Oh, where is it, you can get it!" Chen Xu pouted at the toilet, and a group of people looked over, and sure enough, they saw a threshing machine thrown crookedly next to the latrine, which was full of messy things.

"Such a harvesting weapon, why don't you take good care of it, okay, I will requisition this threshing machine of yours first, if you get the affirmation of Lord Lidian, maybe I will give you some rewards, take it away!" With a wave of Fan Kun's hand, a group of people rushed up and carried the heavy thresher to the back of the ox.

"Pavilion Master, this threshing machine can be disassembled and transported, and it can be reassembled when it arrives in Qinghe Town!" Chen Xu, who was standing next to him, reminded with a slightly darkened face.

This thresher is all made of damp new wood, and there are thirty or forty kilograms of one main shaft in the middle, plus a wooden frame and more than a dozen wooden planks more than an inch thick, all of which add up to more than 100 kilograms, and it is certainly not easy to go back with a cow or camel.

So under the guidance of Chen Xu, the thresher was dismantled one by one, and the main wheel full of bamboo nails was placed in a thick rattan basket and tied to the back of a bullock, and a large bundle of wheat straw was padded underneath, and the other parts were carefully packed in several camel baskets, and then Fan Kun hurriedly returned to Qinghe Town with a few people, and also took a villager to guide the installation.

The rest of the people, led by an old man with a bundle of bamboo slips, continued to collect taxes and grain in the village, going door to door to collect the records on the bamboo slips one by one, weighing them with a large wooden bucket, and being careful and meticulous, but each household finally had to collect an additional three or five buckets of grain as the consumption of the people and the livestock to run errands back and forth.

Listening to Uncle Ma's explanation, these tax grains should have been sent to the granary of Qinghe Town by themselves according to the rules to be weighed, but because several nearby villages are remote and difficult to travel, and there are no large livestock such as cattle and horses in the village, each household has to pay four or five stones, and more has to pay seven or eight stones. However, each household pays a few buckets of grain as a reward according to the amount of tax grain, and of course the villagers are all in favor of this matter, which not only reduces a lot of trouble, but also a lot less danger.

There were only seventeen households in the village, and the grain tax had been collected in about two hours, packed in marijuana bags and packed neatly, but it could not be transported away until the pavilion chief came back to confirm it and the village Zhengma reconfirmed the delivery of the painting.

The wait lasted for hours, until at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, when several fast horses galloped in, and the sound of horses' hooves shattered the quiet village in the scorching sun.

"What's the weight of the horse?" Before the horse arrived, a few loud roars were heard in the distance.

Uncle Ma was chatting and talking with the half-pulled old man who was collecting taxes at this time, and quickly stood up when he heard the sound.

In a moment, the black-faced pavilion chief and two soldiers in cloth armor galloped over on horses, and the two soldiers each led a group of healthy horses, and the three of them did not dismount after stopping the horses, Fan Kun urged repeatedly: "The horse is heavy, the county order is invited, hurry up and follow me to the county office!" ”

"What?" Not only Uncle Ma was stunned by dementia, but a group of people and villagers were also stunned.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and clean up, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the county seat today!" Fan Kun couldn't help but scolded loudly.

"For ...... Why? Uncle Ma came back to his senses and stammered.

"I will send the threshing machine you made to the county seat, and after the county magistrate has seen it, he ordered me to take you and Chen Xu to the county office quickly, and we have important matters to discuss!" Come with me! Ma said loudly.

"Okay, okay, Pavilion Chief, wait a minute!" Ma Zhong hurriedly went back to the house to pack his luggage, and at the same time told his family not to panic, and then climbed onto a horse and drove to Chen Xu's house, and after a series of urgings, Chen Xu helplessly also carried a small cloth bag, filled a bamboo tube of herbal tea, and with the help of a soldier, he clumsily climbed onto the horse.

"Pavilion Master, what about the summer grain collected here?" The half-pulled head yelled after the ass.

"Don't collect the tax and grain in Xiaohe Village first, you go back to Qinghe Town quickly, and I will make arrangements for other things when I come back tomorrow!"

A word came from afar in the wind, and several horses quickly roared away and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the village.

"Second uncle, Xu'er...... Xu'er won't be in trouble here, right? Chen Jiang's face turned pale as he hugged Xing'er.

"Don't panic, my brother and Xiao Xu went together, it seems that it is just for the threshing machine, there will be nothing to think of, everything will be known when they come back and ask!" Although Ma Erbo was also very nervous, he still relieved Chen Jiang in his mouth.