In this village on the outskirts of Xiazhou, potatoes, rapeseed, winter wheat, carrots and white radish are grown. Some cattle, sheep and chickens are also raised here.

Zhuangzi was very simple. Except for the stewards, bosses, and supervisors, who were Han Chinese, the rest were basically slaves, mostly cattle slaves, but also many mountain barbarians and Qiang slaves.

We will stay in Zhuangzi that night.

Lamb wrapped in tortillas, served with mashed potatoes, delicious.

The Wu family will probably make a lot of money this year by selling corn, potato, and sweet potato seeds. If they keep half of it as seeds, they can harvest more next year. There should be no problem selling the seeds for several years, but the profits will definitely increase year by year.

Year low.

The slaves in Zhuangzi could not enjoy auspicious foods such as corn and potatoes. They could only eat millet porridge, steamed millet cakes, and some pickles.

The slave who performed best today was rewarded by the steward and was given a pound of mutton by Huai Yu. Although it was bone-in, he was able to eat it with satisfaction. The rest who completed the task also received a piece of steamed cake.

of rewards.

As for those who cheated and cheated, they received a few whips.

Xiluo Longwei had already said goodbye to his family and went to Xiazhou City to report to the Wu family's bounty hunting team.

I've had recurring fevers these past few days, and my throat feels like I've swallowed a razor blade. It's so uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!