"The rivers are frozen, where can I fish?"

"Wrong, fishing will only bring you a harvest at this time." Wang Ju borrowed a fishing rod from the village, accompanied by bait, and took everyone to the edge of the reservoir. The reservoir was finally built, and it happened to catch the last autumn flood. Many rivers overflowed into the reservoir. When spring came, it could play an irrigation role.

It's also the coldest time.

Thick ice cubes formed on the reservoir.

But the deepest place is still eight or nine meters, so Wang Ju repeatedly told everyone to be careful. Then he began to dig an ice hole and said, "Everyone can sit on the ice and fish, so that they can get a lot of harvest."

No one believes it very much.

In the northern part of Shaanxi, which is water-scarce, the area of ​​this water is not too small. But they all know that this is a simple water weir that has just been built. Some fish may have flowed into it with the water of the Hunzhou River in the autumn flood, but they have not formed a good ecosystem. How many fish can they have? Besides, the harvest is full of four words.

"Try it." Wang Jusie smiled.

Because Yanzhou is short of water, I have never heard of a group of people in the northeast who not only chisel ice fishing in winter, but also leads the emperor to form a large team of thousands of people chisel ice net fishing. That is the magnificent scene.

In fact, the country around the Song Dynasty was very interesting to abandon its national hatred and family hatred...

Suddenly, a cry came from his face. Zhu Jun's younger brother Zhu Xiaosi didn't stand firm on the ice and slipped and fell a little painfully. Hu Tao cried.

On the contrary, Sanniu, who was one year younger than him, went over and kept coaxing him.

But Zhu Xiaosi stopped crying soon.

The reservoir is frozen and the water cannot flow. Several holes are cut out on it. The air comes through, and the fish swim here spontaneously. However, even after sedimentation, the water in the reservoir is still a little turbid and cannot be seen by everyone.

Therefore, Li Wan immediately felt the fishing rod moving, and when he pulled it hard, a golden carp jumped onto the ice.

Let's catch them together.

The harvest was quite good. In the afternoon, we came to kill fish together. The eating habits of the Song Dynasty were mostly boiled, including stewing, stewing, stewing, boiling, boiling, boiling, boiling, boiling, boiling, and soup... Various stir-frying dishes began to emerge, but they were still not common in rural Yanzhou.

There is also a traditional eating habit, which is raw food, including fish and raw fish fillets. It was very common in the Song Dynasty. Many elegant people often brought seasonings and went to the river to fish with a few friends. After catching the fish, they killed the fish and washed them, cut them into fish fillets, and ate them while enjoying the scenery.

There are also some habits of drinking tea, and others, such as although chairs are emerging, many people are still accustomed to "sitting on the ground", and even some syllables can be found in pronunciation. Even Wang Ju first came to the Song Dynasty and once thought that he had come to a certain era of Bangzi and Japan.

This was a very happy day, and Li Xiaomazi suddenly said, "Zhu Erlang, your wish has come true."

Erniu buried her head and secretly enjoyed her.

But Wang Ju did not play with them.

He gave another advice and went back.

When I arrived at the village, I saw Yuan Heizi and Sun Blacksmith with more than a dozen apprentices teaching them crafts while forging swords.

Wang Ju frowned and came to Wang Quan's family again: "Weng Weng, why did Yuan Heizi accept so many apprentices? Does Weng Weng want to expand the production of the sword?"

"Isn't it right?" Wang Quan asked strangely.

"No, the villagers in the village have lived a good life. I also think that if the conditions are ripe, they will take the initiative to ask Weng Weng to choose a few reliable villagers and I will teach them that tempering technology. But I am a little worried. A child will take out a few cents to buy fruits on the street and eat them. It will be safe, but if he takes an ingot of gold and walks on the street without anyone accompanying him, 90% of the big things will happen. If he produces such a sword on a large scale, when the village is so rich that all the surrounding villages covet it, it is no less than a child walking on the street with an ingot of gold. This is the border area..."

Wang Quanyi Dai: "Does our destiny be poor?"

"Not me, do you remember how Xixia became prosperous? Li Jiqian was also miserable at first. He was defeated by our officers and soldiers many times and fled to the Gobi Desert in Nanhetao. But when he was defeated, he asked to surrender, and then he would develop and recover, grow stronger, rebel and expand. He took the four prefectures step by step, and took Lingzhou step by step. The scholars and officials of our court praised Li Deming and said that Li Deming was stable and was wrong. That was also a clever move. He asked our court for his ministers in exchange for his failure to attack, so he would go west to the Hexi Corridor. He got Hengshan, Lingqing, and Hexi Corridor, and finally had the strength to establish a country. Our court could not stop it."

"Big Niu, I don't understand." Wang Quan said in distress.

What does a small village have to do with the establishment of the Western Xia Kingdom?

"The big ones serve the country and the small ones serve the family. The principles are the same. If you want to have wealth, you need to have matching strength. If the patriarch wants to expand the production scale, please accept my suggestions, otherwise Wangjiazhai will suffer bloody disaster."

Don’t think it’s fun. If Wangjiazhai can produce thousands of Xia Guojians a year, it will accumulate terrible wealth in a few years. Maybe Xixia will send a few troops to directly attack Wangjiazhai, let alone other villages with complex surroundings.

“What suggestions?”

"The first thing is to think about how to arrange some simple fortifications around the village, such as the village wall. Now the village wall is thin. If there are more than a dozen strong men carrying the wooden bumps, they will knock down the earth wall at most a few strokes. The second thing is to purchase some weapons and sharp bows. The third thing is to gather Ding Zhuang in the village to train, rather than fighting alone with the enemy as before..."

That's exactly that, so under such a great advantage that day, many black bee thieves escaped. Otherwise, there would be all the troubles behind them.

"A small wealth is at ease, but although a big wealth is good, there are many troubles."

Be at ease when you are rich!

Even if he made three suggestions, everyone would adopt them. Wang Ju still doesn't want to expand the production scale. Wangjiazhai is really not a good place to "industrial wealth".

A happy day is about to pass.

The afterglow of the evening is soft and beautiful.

However, the snow and wilderness are lonely and the trees are bleak, and it is finally a scene of cold winter withering.

Wang Quanzheng gathered several important elders in the village to discuss. Wang Ju proposed that it would be good, but it would require a lot of money and labor.

Wang Ju sat on the snow slope and looked into the distance.

Not that simple!

"Big Niu, are you worried about training."

The village was so big, and everyone knew in the blink of an eye. Li Sangou from the village came over and said softly. This was a real Qiang man who took his wife and children to Wangjia Village more than ten years ago. He rarely spoke. It was not until the battle that day that he shot and killed several black bee thieves in succession, which surprised everyone. It turned out to be a strange man.

Wang Ju nodded.

There were people in the village who were trained. The government dispatched six people to become soldiers of the Poche Army. Three of them were stationed in Zhao'an Village. They were not too far away. They often came back and led everyone to train and could train a decent militia.

But Wang Ju was very worried.

It was not good if it was the Poche Army. In fact, most of the famous Western Army later were the Song Dynasty army composed of the Poche Army. But these three were just ordinary soldiers, what kind of militia could they train?

"Big bull, why not do this. If the village really expands the scale of sword production and has to train the people, then hand them over to me."

"Uncle San, it's not that I look down on you. Although this is training, it is actually training. It's not about archery and martial arts. There is a difference between it."

Li Sangou was silent for most of the day and said, "I have led hundreds of subordinates before."

"Are you a deserter?" Wang Ju stared at his face, looking at the tattoo. Even if it is removed, there will be traces.

"You can't see the tattoo, I'm a general over there..."

"Why... from Xixia... came to Wangjia Village?"

"I killed my king over there and killed us confidants. In desperation, I escaped with my wife and children."

"Your king..."

Li Sangou hesitated for a while. Although this big bull in front of him was outstanding and arrogant when he was a child, he could not be called a rare person. Even if he had just returned from the Security Military City, he did not see any difference. However, after hunting that day, he fell one after another, as if he had suddenly opened his orifices. In addition, he was studying hard, so he might have a bright future. Therefore, he finally whispered: "My king is Yeliyuki."

"What?" Wang Ju almost jumped up.

I understood his identity. In the past, it was a general under Ye Li Yuqi's tent. Later, Li Yuanhao was defeated by Zhong Shiheng's counter-espionage plan and killed Ye Li Yuqi. However, Ye Li Yuqi still had many confidants, so Li Yuanhao would not stay. Therefore, he fled to Song with his wife and children, a pseudonym Sangou, and lived in seclusion in Wangjiazhai. Calculation of the time he came to Wangjiazhai was quite consistent.

The down-and-out phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. If he doesn't say it, who would have thought that he was a lie-in-command under Yeli Yuqi?

"Uncle San, you were still young at that time."

"So what if I'm young? My subordinates are all Iron Harriers!"

When Li Sangou mentioned these three words, he looked proud.

Iron Harrier, the most powerful military branch in Western Xia, is all the heavy armored cavalry.

"Aren't Iron Yaozi defeated by Zhang Kang and Zhang Ke again and again in the Prefecture?"

"How many Zhang Kang and Zhang Ke are there in this world?"

Wang Ju couldn't help laughing. These people cannot use their military achievements to analyze whether their respective military branches are strong. For example, looking at Chen Qingzhi's subordinates, it can show that the Jiangnan army is extremely powerful? Their command art has long made up for the lack of combat effectiveness of the army.

"But what the village needs is mainly infantry, defense, and Iron Harrier..."

"Big Niu, you are knowledgeable and talented. You performed amazingly in that battle on the mountain road, but you still don't understand the military. It's easy to attack the city. Don't think that if the people on the other side of the mountain are not good at attacking the city, they are not good at defending the city. The Song people are good at defending the city, so they are good at attacking the city. If that were the case, Youzhou would have been taken down by the Song Dynasty. I also know a little about the defense. I also know a little about the infantry attack and defense skills."

Wang Ju was a little dazed.

Although Li Sangou is a general under Yeli Yuqi, he may lead troops to fight and train troops to prepare, it does not mean that he can speak the truth, that is the work of a scholar.

But this simple word is the big truth.
Chapter completed!