"Chief, the yamen said you don't need to bring anything when you come here. Where are the tools from the village?"
The people who look at the drawings have to work and can't just eat buns for free.
The head of the village shook his head: "Take a look today, find a place to sleep first, go home after lunch, and tell your family that you will live in the village before harvesting rice."
The head of the village already knew that the two hundred people were called to gather outside the city last night, and they didn't sleep until they arrived in the village. They just took a nap in the car.
Moreover, the families that Li Zhixian helped to select were not in good condition, so they hired skilled workers and paid for their settling-in expenses.
If the money is not appropriate, we will give grain, salt, bacon, and oil.
Hanhan just asked the little girl Ling'er to tell him that he must keep hiring these people, otherwise he won't be able to take over later.
Two hundred people can all be skilled workers in building houses. Ordinary people can build a wall crookedly.
"Since Zhu Lichang has arranged it this way, just listen." Li Zhixian said from the side.
Two hundred people gratefully found a place to lie down and sleep. It was hot and there was no need to go inside.
The headmaster arranged for people to prepare things and asked people to take them home in the afternoon.
The fifty people went to the villagers themselves to see if there was anything they could do.
They didn't touch a bite of the roast duck they brought back yesterday. They all ate it for their family members, but it tasted more delicious than when they ate it themselves.
There is indeed work in the village, and we take them to fertilize the paddy fields.
Interplanting rice and hemp requires fertilizer. Normally, sulfate fertilizer should be used.
Zhu Wentian doesn't have it. It's okay to let him set up a laboratory to do a little bit of it, but he can't do anything to use fertilizer in large quantities.
But he has alternatives, and they are better than sulfate. Chicken manure, fermented chicken manure, and natural farmyard manure are all acidic like sulfate.
Add some plaster and it's perfect.
After the rice is harvested, topdress the jute with cooked soil fertilizer, manure, and calcium sulfate. If there is no calcium phosphate, use phosphate rock powder instead.
If it were not for the purpose of nourishing the soil, he would not want to topdress jute. Jute is used to make sacks and ropes, and of course it can also be used to make paper.
At the same time, jute can be used as medicine, and jute seeds can be pressed for oil.
It can also be used for water pipe sealing, which is the same principle as the raw material belt.
Even so, it's still not worth top-dressing.
The advantage of interplanting jute is that it can increase rice yield and provide additional income from a cash crop.
At this moment, he was standing next to the field with the chief and others, watching that the rice harvest would be around half a month away.
The officials squatted down to pull rice to watch, and took it back for recording, including the jute ones.
Li Zhixian gave the plant to someone else and wanted to wash his hands in the field. When he saw someone getting chicken manure on it, he simply threw it away.
"The growth is really good, but the fertilizer cannot keep up with the top dressing." Li Zhixian discovered the problem.
"It's okay not to chase. The yield will be lower. Interplanting will earn more than just growing rice."
The head of the village said he couldn't help others with the matter of fertilizer. He pointed out that there needed to be channels to obtain farmyard fertilizer regarding minerals.
Li Zhixian was still waving his hands, but Zhu Wentian was afraid of throwing it at him, so he shouted: "Fuck, rub, hey hey hey hey!"
"Yes, Hanhan is really smart." Li Zhixian and other officials understood, squatting down and rubbing their hands on the grass nearby.
"Hmm! Hanhan, I, hehehe!" Zhu Wentian cooperated again.
After rubbing it, Li Zhixian felt much more comfortable. He looked at the inside and said: "Yichang! There is something, um... let me tell you."
The head of the district responded: "You say it, magistrate."
"There was a man named Wang Shi among the two hundred people, and everyone called him Wang Laowei.
His father was a good bricklayer. When he went to work at someone else's house, an evil wind blew him to the ground and broke many bones in his body.
In order to treat the disease, the family used up all their savings, and due to famine, the medicine could not be stopped.
I came to find him, actually... alas! I’m not asking you to give him money for medicine, but your village..."
Li Zhixian said something wrong and was causing trouble for others.
The director smiled: "What a big deal? Does he have a prescription? Let's take a look."
"I'll call him here." Li Zhixian breathed a sigh of relief. The village has its own medicine shop, which even has ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, and Polygonum multiflorum.
Some medicinal materials are bought from drug stores in other places, and some villages ask surrounding villages to collect them themselves.
Sometimes I see villagers boiling medicine and drinking it, and they use medicine when they are injured.
You don't need to think about it to know that it was an expert who gave you the medical treatment. The expert is nowhere to be found, but he is everywhere.
Could this master hermit still be invisible? There are five hundred and fifty-one people in the village, oh, five hundred and fifty-two, and another one is born.
They are all on the bright side, you can count them all.
Is the master hiding in the cellar? Is there a wall? Isn't he tired from living?
Wang Laowen trotted over after a while. He was still awake and was thinking about whether he could bring something back home.
Then I felt that waiting for the village to give me money was not in my right mind. What others wanted to give me was their business and I shouldn't worry about it.
Thinking of his father's injury again, his brows never relaxed. He wanted to cry loudly, but he knew that God didn't care about tears.
Hearing the yamen call, he was worried again, wouldn't he be allowed to do it? Is it because I drank an extra bowl of soup?
With an uneasy mood, Wang Laowen stood in front of Li Zhixian, with a look in his eyes as if he was waiting to be judged.
"Wang Shi, your father is injured. Do you have a prescription from the doctor? If so, bring it tomorrow."
Li Zhixian didn't talk nonsense and told him directly.
"I'm carrying it. Here, I'm always carrying it."
Wang Laoleng rummaged in his arms, took out two pieces of paper, and handed them to the magistrate with trembling hands.
"To the chief, there is a medicine shop in the village, owned by Xiaqiu Village. What the chief means is..."
"I wanted to see if the medicine on the prescription is available in the village, and grab some for you to take back, so that you can work here with peace of mind."
The chief took the words and reached out to get the prescription.
"Ah? Really, really? Chief, I, I, I'll give it to you... Oops!"
Wang Laowen was pleasantly surprised. He understood everything and bent his legs.
As a result, he was stopped by Zhu Wentian. Zhu Wentian said: "Here, here, no, pour, um! Hehehehehe!"
Wang Laowen tried his best to go down, but couldn't go down. He relied on his weight to go down, and Zhu Wentian used his strength to support it.
He could even use Zhu Wentian's arms as parallel bars and he wouldn't be able to fall off.
"Wang Laowei, you go back first and wait." Li Zhixian ordered.
"Okay! I...I'll wait!" Wang Laowen turned around, wiped his face with his arm and left.
At this moment, he still wanted to cry. God didn't care about tears, but someone did.
Apparently someone told the magistrate about his family's affairs, and the magistrate asked the district chief for help, and the district chief agreed.
There happens to be a medicine shop in the village, eh? Does Xiaqiu Village have its own pharmacy? Oh my gosh!
The village chief took the prescription and looked at it. One word was more and the other was less. He actually didn't know how many medicines there were in the village.
The village buys medicine in Dangtu and Xuancheng counties. When buying, they hand over a piece of paper and ask for everything except what is written on the paper.
Just buy some and take them back to the village for later use.
No matter how precious the medicine is, it is easy to handle if it has a price.
After reading it, the chief didn't understand it and nodded to Li Zhixian: "I'll get him some medicine."
As he said this, he headed towards the medicine shop. Hanhan naturally followed him, leaving behind a hehehe voice and a silly back.
