Since the new house under the mound was not built for a long time, the road under the mound was not paved with stone slabs. However, Niu Dabao sent cinders from a nearby small coal mine. Even on rainy days, it was not muddy on the cinder road.

The coal mine is one of the few large workshops near their village. Currently, there are 300 or 500 people, and the main workers are the people who are not very obedient in the forest. This is also the old habit of the Ming Dynasty! Those prisoners on the battlefield are used as laborers and let them work in mines or construction sites. After a certain period of time, they can gain freedom.

In this way, the purpose of punishment and taming was achieved, but also the benefits were brought to the Ming Dynasty, which was considered a waste utilization.

The same is true for those living people!

Compared with those prisoners on the battlefield, they are even more rebellious. Therefore, most of them have to wear shackles when working, so as to prevent them from escaping.

With the support of Goryeo and Japan some time ago, there were also many Goryeo and Fusang people there. Similarly, these people were also prisoners from the battlefield. High-intensity labor workshops such as mines were needed to mine these prisoners with no status.

In the slack season, some villagers in the village wanted to find some work to work in the coal mine. However, the compensation that managers could give was too little. Now, with the joining of these Korean and Fusang prisoners, the villagers did not need to go to mining.

The last time I changed the cinder, Niu Dabao led a few strong men from the village to push a truck full of fruits and vegetables picked in the village to change.

Thinking of this, Niu Dabao had to sigh that it was different from the past.

Who would have thought that those black stones buried in the land, called coal, have this function. They can not only make fires, but also pave roads.

In the past, when he was in Liaodong, he had never seen a village use such black stone to make fire and pave the way.

When we arrived at No. 173 Xia Street, it was divided according to the mound! Shang Street was built on the mound. Most of the people lived in old immigrants. As the name suggests, Xia Street was a house under the mound. Most of the people lived in were new immigrants.

According to the plan, the village will build another batch of houses in the northeast as a residence for new immigrants next year. If it weren't for the temporary additional road construction plan, it would probably be time for the village to start construction at this time.

As the village chief, the only difference between his house and others is that his windows are inlaid with glass. This was bought from the city with his own retirement subsidy. The price of glass is not high in Shangjing City. It can be afforded by a slightly more wealthy family, but when it comes to a small place like them, it is not cheap.

Fortunately, I heard that Huli Gaicheng is going to open a new glass workshop, and the price will definitely be reduced by a little.

At this moment, he only inlaid a piece of glass on the window, and the rest of the room was still window paper. Although the light transmittance is average, it can block the wind.

"Village Chief, I want to participate in the hunting team, too." When he was about to reach the doorstep, his neighbor, Orze, suddenly rushed to him and asked with a serious look on his face.

Orze was a naturalized teenager. In his old age, his tribe was burned out north of Heihe City, and he was rescued by a search and rescue team alone. Then, after being assigned by the Ministry of Civil Affairs, he was placed in the home of a Mongolian herder in Gaoling Village.

The other party was originally a herdsman from Eastern Mongolia. During the war in Ulutus, the other party's three sons died on the battlefield. Two daughters married to other tribes very early. Due to the war, they migrated so much that even the old herdsmen did not know where to go.

It is also pitiful to me, so orphans who have lost their parents will be placed in such a family first.

"What are you talking nonsense about this guy? Go to school well and be careful I will tell you Abu." Niu Dabao looked at the other party's serious expression and slapped the other party's head hard, and said angrily.

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Because he had lost his children, the Mongolian herders were very caring about the adopted son arranged by the government. If Niu Dabao dared to let the child take risks in the forest, he would have to fight against him as an old couple.

This also greatly changed Niu Dabao's stereotypes about the Mongolians.

Before the Mongolians entered Liaodong, they only heard that the Mongolians were all executioners who drank blood and drank. The feelings of licking calfs were not what these wild beasts should have. But from the pair of Mongolian herders, he found that the other party would make fire even when eating. And they usually put cattle and sheep diligently, neither bullying the people from other places nor killing people for fun.

And from the other party, he also knew that many Mongolians actually lived a miserable life like ordinary Han people. They raised cattle and sheep all their lives, but they could eat beef and mutton for a few times. Most of them were really eating grass and drinking bone soup.

Only those Mongolians who were appreciated by that beauty could eat and wear warmth.

"I am thirteen years old. Our tribe was as old as me, and he had become an excellent hunter." After Alze was rejected, he retorted loudly.

When he was still in the tribe, he often watched the tribe go out to hunt. Every time he brought the deer, pheasant, rabbit, and goat he got, he was very envious.

Therefore, when I learned that the village was about to organize a hunting team to enter the mountain, my mind suddenly became alive.

"Is that true?" Niu Dabao asked back, and suddenly said to Orzer behind him: "Grange, your kid is going to the mountains, what do you think!"

When Orze heard this, he really thought it was his Mongolian adoptive father who had arrived. He immediately showed a little timidity on his face, so he quickly left Niu Dabao and ran away.

Thanks to the Three Character Classic "I don't raise my father's fault", the Mongolian herders also knew that no matter how much they loved this adopted son, they could not be too fond of him.

Seeing this, Niu Dabao's face showed a bit of humor.

At this time, the carpenter Huang Yunshan and his Fusang wife Masako came with a bucket of rice fields. Seeing Niu Dabao laughing alone, he was curious and said, "Village Chief, what are you laughing at? It seems that Orze is running in front?"

The rice fields are still very fumigated, but Niu Dabao's expression is as normal.

This is the farm fertilizer promoted by the Ministry of Agriculture. It is said that it is to dig a large pit, then pour human and animal manure into the pit, and then cover it with straw mat. After a while, you can pick up the fermented residue.

When watered into the ground, it can greatly improve the fertility of the soil.

Niu Dabao knew that such farm fertilizer had been launched in Liaoning and Shangjing. Their place was newly built, so it was implemented later.

"Haha, that boy Orze wants to grow up."

However, Huang Yunshan understood a deeper meaning from Niu Dabao's words, and smiled and agreed, "Haha, it's time to get married."
Chapter completed!