After finishing the training, the militiamen had no time to rest and spontaneously went to the grassland north of the camp to join the busy land reclamation team. They were originally the main force in land reclamation, and as far as combat was concerned, farming was the farmers' primary duty. Wuliyang once promised that the land would be distributed to each household in the second year of reclamation, and each adult male would have one acre of land permanently tax-free. As for how much arable land could actually be obtained, it all depended on how much land the villagers could reclaim in the first year. This is a superior condition that has never been available in any place or any frontier territory. With the advent of feudal lordship, the living space for self-cultivating farmers has been shrinking, and the farms developed by noble lords, let alone the land itself, even anything on the land will not belong to the people. In fact, only the sparsely populated border areas of the empire still had a large number of self-cultivating farmers. In the economically developed and densely populated southern provinces, the aristocratic manor system was fully covered and there was no trace of self-cultivating farmers. There were only tenants and serfs. Bored Leo also followed Uliyan to the reclamation site and squatted on a rotten tree stump to watch the working people working. Hundreds of young and strong people formed a “人” shape at one moment and a “一” shape at another moment. They wielded hoes, shovels and pickaxes, turning over the fire-blackened land beneath their feet bit by bit. The remaining elderly, weak, women and children followed behind them, carrying away the overturned stones and piling up the grass roots and setting them on fire. In just one morning, several acres of land had been turned over.
This place is really suitable for cultivation. It is much easier than the villagers expected, and villagers young and old are addicted to it. Leo was also very emotional. In the original owner's memory fragments, the land in his hometown was still covered with a foot of snow at this time of year. Even if it was cultivated land, a pickaxe was needed to loosen the frozen soil. Although they only migrated more than a thousand miles to the southwest, the climate was very different. It was like moving from the northeast to North China, and from the frigid zone to the temperate zone. The fertile land and the passionate working scenes can always inspire people's hope and make them forget their sufferings. But as Leo watched, he felt something was wrong. He suddenly came to his senses, stood up and shouted, "Where's your donkey? Where's your donkey?" "What donkey? The donkeys were taken away by the children of the Poduwa family to eat grass." "Why don't you let the donkey plow the land?" Leo asked angrily. This statement immediately caused a burst of laughter. A villager laughed, "Haha, you let the donkey plow the land, why don't you ask the donkey to learn magic?" Leo was so angry that he turned around and asked Uliyan, "Have you never seen... a donkey plowing the land?" He originally wanted to say "plow", but the word "plow" did not exist in the original owner's memory. You can't ask Uliyan in Chinese, right? Wuliyan, who had been in the army for ten years and had traveled extensively, stroked his chin and pondered: "Donkeys can indeed plow the land, but it should be difficult, right? Maybe some kind of magic is needed..." Leo was too lazy to talk to him, so he strode towards the camp cursing. How can a farmer live without a plow? This is something that has existed since primitive society. It is as absurd for a medieval peasant to have never seen a plow as it is for a 21st century geek to have never seen a mobile phone. With this level of production, Uliyang still dared to lead the villagers to the wilderness to open up new land. It can only be said that the people in the north are really reckless. When Leo returned to the camp, he violently snatched and smashed the best pointed shovel in their family despite Olivia's attempt to stop him. He cut down a few curved branches as thick as his wrist, cut them simply and nailed them together crosswise, and then installed the crooked pointed shovel on the bottom plow bed. A simple plow was made.
Simple curved plow, the one made by the protagonist is simpler than this one. Looking at the rough and simple curved plow in front of him, Leo felt full of a sense of accomplishment. In the first week of my time travel, I invented the curved plow! Carrying the curved plow, Leo asked Olivia to lead a donkey with him back to the wasteland and tied the donkey's traction rope to the plow. Straightening the plow, Leo shouted, "Let's go!" The donkey didn't move. Olivia understood Leo's operation, chuckled, took the donkey's reins, and pulled the donkey forward. Leo held the plow and gently pressed the plow shovel into the soil. The land on the flat ground of the river bend was so soft that the only resistance was dry grass roots and a few pebbles. The donkey could pull the curved plow forward without much effort. A one-foot-deep gully appeared on the ground behind him. The villagers who were originally immersed in land reclamation did not have much interest in watching the fun. In their eyes, Leo, who had never farmed and was very stubborn, could not come up with anything worth seeing. It wasn't until Leo easily surpassed the sweaty militia members in a few minutes that people noticed the artifact Leo had made. Uliyan, who had witnessed the whole process of Leo's operation, was very excited and even spoke in the Imperial language: "I've seen this thing before! It looks familiar! It looks familiar!" In fact, this world, like the Earth, has had plows for thousands of years. In the rich southern provinces of the Orlantis Empire, there were even two-wheeled heavy plows pulled by two or four horses, and the grain output of the land was more than three times that of the north. Otherwise, they would not have enough strength to unify the east coast of the Morning Light Continent and expel the fierce and warlike orcs from the northern provinces all the way to the deep snowfields on the north bank of the Arctic Glacier. But it is different on the cold and barren banks of the North Glacier River. The main source of income for the lords here is the cattle, sheep and horses on the ranches, the furs of wild animals in the hunting grounds, magical herbs, and the rare wood in the logging camps. They had no intention of organizing their subjects to reclaim wasteland and cultivate the land. The rye and beans they collected from them were only used to feed horses. The noble lords would not eat the coarse grains produced in the northern cold land. In fact, few nobles were willing to stay in their fiefdoms north of the Anzeno River. The lands in their hands were managed by stewards trained by their families, while they themselves lived on the relatively warm south bank of the Anzeno River. The small village where Leo lives is one of the few farming villages that were naturally formed on the banks of the Arctic Ice River because the land is suitable for planting. Before Uliyan joined the army, many poor villagers in the village did not even have an iron hoe, let alone donkeys, cows, horses or other livestock. The wealthiest families only raised a few pigs and sheep. There is neither enough labor nor enough land to support the whole family. More than one-third of their food comes from natural gifts such as acorns, mushrooms, wild vegetables, deer antler cassava, etc. from nearby mountains and forests. If Uliyan had not retired and returned home to become the village chief, even if the villagers knew how terrifying the orc scout team was, they would only be able to wait for death silently like the other villages around them. If they were in the South where the manor system was mature, these free people could give up their land and become tenants of the aristocratic manor owners. But in the north, they can only become refugees and starve to death in the ice and snow. With Leo's demonstration, Ulyaan immediately understood the great benefits of the curved plow. Although he claimed that he had traveled far and wide and had seen everything in the world, he had actually only served as a border scout in the border outpost of Count Fruilov for five years. Because of his strength and military achievements, he was recruited to the Aeolus Fortress Infantry Corps to guard the border for five years.
Ulyaan spent his career in the military camp, rising from conscripted infantry, regular infantry, heavy elite infantry, to the top rank of civilian soldier - Imperial Sergeant. He had only seen a plow occasionally, and it was a fleeting glimpse while he was on the march. Immediately, Uliyang called upon several villagers who were the best at carpentry in the village, and under Leo's guidance, they made eighteen simple curved plows in one go, and drove all the dozen donkeys in the camp out and sent them to the fields. Leo squatted on the rotten tree stump again, watching with contentment the villagers plowing the land at three times the speed. It seemed as if there was some distant voice coming from his mind. You have unlocked the Iron Plow and Oxen Plowing technology, and the farmer's productivity has increased by one! Food output has increased by one!
