The progress of technology can bring higher efficiency, Bai Yuanjie can't say this, but he understands this truth.

The long-hooded sickle and the rice bed are not high-tech objects, and even the rice bed is just a few wooden sticks on top of a square wooden box and a wooden cover with three sides high, but there is no doubt that this can bring great efficiency to military households when harvesting rice.

Harvesting rice with a long sickle, as long as the sickle is sharp enough, you can pocket all the rice in five steps in a few breaths, and you don't need to bend down to pick up the rice one by one, you only need to put it on a donkey cart and transport it back; The rice beds allowed the women of the guard to quickly knock down the handfuls of rice and pile them into warehouses, which they could use to turn rice into rice throughout the long winter.

The craftsmen employed by the Bai family had higher efficiency, and it only took half a day to make more than a dozen long wooden poles for placing the sickles on the basis of the short sickle, and then in just one day, under the condition that Bai Yuanjie started the horses, ox and donkey carts, hundreds of people in the guard station easily harvested all the military fields belonging to the hundred households, and fifty percent of the harvest was transported by the cart to the warehouse in the city of the Qing Yuanwei commander, two percent stayed to pay the field tax of the military field, and the remaining two percent were the salaries of all the officers of the hundred households in the next two months, and the last one was ...... Leave it to the military households to enjoy the harvest.

Except for the commanders and the thousands of households who enjoy a lot of military land, ordinary military households don't care about anything like the invasion of the Japanese invaders, and the Japanese invaders are just running away when they come, anyway, those bald and barefoot Japanese are not able to remove the wall bricks, and most of what they have is just earthen walls.

In short, another winter of poverty!

However, for the Guan family father and son, they seem to smell that they are no longer poor.

At Anyuan Station, Chen Mu fiddled with a few lead pills in his palm, raised his head and asked Guan Yuangu on the side: "That is to say, if I need your help, send someone to Qingyuanwei and pay for wages and materials, you can make things for me; If I want to hire you and pay seven taels of silver every year, the three of you will only work for Chen, Bai Baihu also said, Chen can pay a year's worth of silver at a time, right? ”

The three fathers and sons of the Guan family were paid 500 tongbao a month, which was about 6 taels of silver a year, plus 127 yuan paid to the government, which should be 7 taels and 7 yuan. But in fact, due to the different years and fineness of Tongbao, it can actually be exchanged for 6,000 Tongbao for only five taels or six coins of silver. In these years, grain, treasure, and silver are all currency, and each one is harder than the other.

When making sickles and rice beds, Chen Mu saw that the three fathers and sons of the Guan family had good skills, and the old man had dealt with ironworkers and carpenters all his life, and even because he was a military craftsman, he had dabbled in the amount of tiles in the house, and the craftsmanship of the family was considered a master; The two sons are now nearly forty years old, named a respectful ironworker ancestor Li Er, and a respectful carpentry ancestor Lu Ban, pinning on Guan Yuangu's high hopes, although the name is not a young craftsman, the actual craftsmanship is at least enough to be called a qualified craftsman in Chen Mu's opinion.

In the case of Bai Yuanjie of the hundred households, the sickle was shining, and the wages were cheap. 500 Tongbao employs three people? This is worth it in Chen Mu's opinion.

Guan Yuangu's eyes lit up when he listened to the young Xiaoqi casually say seven taels of silver, he had never seen such a wealthy little flag official in his life, in fact, the most remuneration he received from the guard before this was only two stones of brown rice - he was still very young at that time, and he made and drilled a bird gun alone in a month, and the owner of the bird gun was Bai Baihu, and now Bai Baihu's father.

Born as a military craftsman, unless he went to Beijing in shifts, he was not allowed to leave the guard for the rest of his life, and he was subject to the guard, and the money for the substitute workers was always paid by the guard, and he has never reached out to touch the silver until today.

But the old craftsman's spirit was still there, and the old man nodded solemnly and said, "Back to Xiaoqi, it's not bad at all." ”

"Seven taels, Chen has it, but I can't give it all to you." Chen Mu took the warm water from the hand of the post guard Ke Ze'er, nodded his head and thanked him, and then stretched out three fingers to Guan Yuangu and said, "I can only give you three taels, and the remaining four taels will be given to you in five months." And ......"

Chen Mu put down the water bowl, knocked lightly on the table, and said, "As long as Chen doesn't die, as long as Chen can afford to pay your father and son, you are my Chen family craftsman, how about it?" ”

Chen Jiajiang? In these years, people have only heard of the Yang family, but they have not heard of the Chen family, but Guan Yuangu can still understand the meaning of Chen Mu's words. Contrary to the reaction that Chen Mu imagined, Guan Yuangu only thought for a moment before nodding and said with a smile: "It should be so, Lao Er has been a military craftsman all his life, and he is a mercenary of Xiaoqi, how can he not be a Chen family craftsman?" ”

It's nothing more than a family soldier and a family member, and this matter is really not a big deal in the eyes of the old warmaker. What's more, although Chen Mu is a small banner, in him, Guan Yuangu sees that the difference between other military households and small banners is not only that he is good friends with hundreds of households and rich in money, but that this Chen Xiaoqi attaches great importance to craftsmen!

Seeing that Chen Mu finished speaking, Ke Ze'er, the post guard standing on the side, stepped forward and asked, "Master Jun, have dinner?" ”

"Ke Ze'er, do you have something to ask Chen?" Chen Mudi's face showed suspicion, this post guard is a little abnormal today! But seeing Ke Ze'er hurriedly smiling and waving his hand and shaking his head, Chen Mu waved his hand and said: "Don't be so polite, I'll call someone to serve the meal later, you are a post officer, and you are busy with things in the post station, Chen is not a guest, just on duty here." ”

Waiting for Ke Ze'er to leave with a smile, the more Chen Mu thought about it, the more wrong it became, this is so good, the post guards have already done their best to sleep in the esophagus, what are you doing so politely?

On the other hand, the storyteller Shi Qi grabbed two sentences of ancient texts, obviously riding a horse and letting go these days make this soldier who always seems a little melancholy a little energetic, and smiled at Chen Mu: "The family is poor and thinks of a good wife, and the country is in trouble and thinks of a good general!" Xiaoqi and peace of mind, he heard that the Japanese were close to Guangcheng, and he was afraid that he would lose his life when he was in danger! ”

Chen Mu, who was drinking hot water while blowing, was stunned for a moment, put down the bowl and let out a long breath, and said with some worry: "That's right, if the Japanese really come to Qingyuan, just a few of us can guard the huge post station?" ”

He not only knew that the Japanese samurai could fight, but also knew that the Japanese big bow was very strong, not to mention that the brigade of hundreds of Japanese bandits was still a squad of more than a dozen Japanese bandits, and more than a dozen military households in the First Battle of Heiling paid the price of five dead and seriously injured one when there were four old soldiers of the Bai clan to repel more than ten or twenty bandits with soldiers and no armor, and I don't know how many bandits there are until the enemy runs away...... Now with these crooked melons and cracked dates under his hands, he will fight with the Japanese cowards?

Hold on to a strain!

Those radish heads who have been trained to kill people since childhood, better not come!

"Tomorrow, you go back to the guard house, find a way to see if you can buy a new bird, and then move the fire and medicine barrel into the post house, and then bring back some wood, a hundred pounds." Chen Mu took out the money bag from his arms, took four taels for Shi Qi to buy guns, and handed the three taels to Guan Yuangu, and then said to the old craftsman: "I should have let the old man rest, but the situation is urgent and prepared, you have to make some small wooden tubes of the same size, one energy saving three coins and two molecular medicines, one energy saving and one money priming medicine, inserted together, the more the better." ”

After that, Chen Mu squatted down and patted Wei Balang's face, with a complicated look of worry and unwillingness on his face, he raised his index finger in Wei Balang's simple eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Balang, do you know what Bai Baihu said last time?" He said that the imperial court offered a reward for the head of a true widow - thirty taels! ”

Note: Money and cents are units of weight.

In the Ming Dynasty, a coin was 3.7 grams, and a cent was 0.37 grams. The black powder charge is very large, which is equivalent to six spoons of medicine without a sharp tip in a small salt spoon at home, and one spoonful of primer.

The sub-medicine is sent into the medicine room by the gun, and then the projectile is compacted through, and then the primer is poured into the medicine pool to be laid by the fire rope, and the medicine pool is connected with the medicine room in the gun tube.