Facing the simple old man in the countryside, Li Muyun really didn't want to expose his identity and cause him to worry unnecessary, so after a few words with him, he left the construction site with Mu Xin and Mu Yu, and turned around and went to the farm in the mountains.
Because it is a temporary idea, the construction of the farm is not very perfect, at best the construction of the main building has been completed, and some ancillary facilities can only be suspended because of the season.
But even this is already very good, compared to climbing ice and snow in the field when I was a soldier, I don't know how many times stronger, at least those disabled soldiers have a nest here to hide from the wind and rain.
Li Muyun's arrival was warmly received, many soldiers knew about King Xiaoyao, and some people had seen him, so there was no need to hide his identity here.
The three fat men were also on the farm at this time, and some of them came to visit the Sixteenth Guard General of the old subordinates, and when they saw Li Muyun coming, they all shouted to find him for a drink.
Li Muyun greeted these guys with a grin, but did not agree to their drinking, after all, these people all came out of the barracks on leave, and if they drank and went back, they were afraid that they would be beaten.
But even so, those soldiers are still very happy, there is no depression of rejection, looking at the happy smiling faces of the old subordinates in the past, these people are actually very satisfied, it doesn't matter if they drink or not.
"Mu Yun, can you tell me, you raise pigs when you raise pigs, so why do you have to keep pig manure?"
said hello, and the three fat men asked while accompanying Li Muyun in the farm.
"Pig manure is of great use, I'll tell you."
Li Muyun said proudly: "This thing is the best fuel after simple processing, and it is the biggest waste when it is lost." ” "Don't you want to burn the fuel?"
the fat man showed an extremely strange expression, and said, "How big does that smell, can you stand it?"
Li Muyun snorted, and said to the fat man: "I don't understand what I told you, wait until the spring of next year, and you can see it." ” The fat man didn't save face for Li Muyun, hehe laughed a few times and said: "Nacheng, I'll wait for you to stand up to the wind and smell three miles in the spring next year." ” Li Muyun looked at the fat man a little speechlessly, for this guy who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to teach him, he really doesn't know how to tell him about the benefits of biogas, of course, in Datang, except for himself, no one knows what biogas is.
But what does it matter, it doesn't really matter how the biogas comes from, what matters is whether it can be done.
When the biogas pipeline is laid tomorrow after spring, the villas built in the mountains will become the first houses to use the new fuel, and it is believed that the big families will immediately give up the previous firewood burning behavior after using the biogas.
Secondly, the livestock manure is not limited to the production of biogas, after this mission is completed, the residue left over from fermentation can also be reused as fertilizer and feed.
Thinking about it, the corners of Li Muyun's mouth turned up slightly, as if he saw a large amount of copper coins flowing into his pocket.
The people in Chang'an City secretly call him the King of Wealth, which Li Muyun knows, but what does it matter, he doesn't steal or rob this money, it is all sent by others willingly, and the one he receives is called having a clear conscience.
As for those who want to take advantage of him, they can come if they want to, anyway, even if they don't come, Li Muyun plans to scatter all the money, after all, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy in terms of money, and it is serious for everyone to spend money.
It is precisely because of this that all the businesses under Li Muyun's name are actually joint-stock systems, and almost all of the bigwigs in the DPRK and China have more or less shares in it, and even Li Yuan and Li Er's shares account for the majority.
"Hey, can you laugh and don't be so coquettish and make people panic."
Just when Li Muyun was thinking about his own affairs, the three fat men interrupted his train of thought very inappropriately.
Li Muyun, who came back to his senses, turned his face and said ruthlessly to the fat man: "Fatty, there is a kind of you who can say another word to see if Lao Tzu can throw you into the pigsty." ” The three fat men really didn't dare to say any more, and muttered: "You, you are unloading the mill and killing the donkey, no, no, it's crossing the river and demolishing the bridge."
The fat man felt that he seemed to have scolded himself for unloading the mill and killing the donkey, so he quickly changed his words.
Li Muyun felt a little funny, pouted and joked to the fat man: "Yo, I haven't seen anyone good at learning for a few days, but I actually know that it is not easy to cross the river and tear down the bridge." ” "Cut, it's not to underestimate people, fat man" The fat man felt cold behind his back halfway through, so he had to change his words: "Fat man, I am also a smart person in Lijia Village, can you always embarrass our village when you come to Chang'an." ” Li Muyun glanced at the fat man: "Cheng, if you really don't want to be embarrassed, how about I send you to the Guozi Prison in a few days?"
"Ah I" The fat man was a well-known elm head when he was in Shuozhou, and the thing he was most afraid of was reading, and when he heard Li Muyun say this, he suddenly wilted.
Seeing him like this, Li Muyun didn't force him anymore, and changed the topic and asked, "How many little pigs are there in the field right now?"
The fat man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, first thanked the gods and Buddhas of Mantian, and then said like a number of family treasures: "There are seven thousand eight hundred in total, including fifty-three breeding pigs, four hundred and twenty-five old sows, five thousand six hundred male cubs, and the rest are female cubs. ” Li Muyun nodded: "Well, yes, it seems that your kid is not lazy during this time, but these are not enough, continue to collect from Lao Tzu, how much you collect, the standard is temporarily set at 20,000 heads." ” The fat man listened to the cold sweat on the side, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What you said is easy, just these pigs right now, we have collected almost the entire Gyeonggi area, 20,000 heads, I'm afraid you have to collect the entire Tang Dynasty." ” Li Muyun didn't care what difficulties the fat man had, he didn't look at him and said: "Then go and collect, in short, this farm will be the largest source of income in the future, no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it." ” The three fat men hurriedly shouted with a white face: "Then you should give me some manpower, those students of yours have brought me ten or eight, and I promise to get them for you in half a year." ” As the so-called leader touches his mouth, his subordinates break their legs, and the three fat men have a deep understanding of that kind of pain, and know that if they don't take the initiative to fight for it, it is estimated that this is another thankless task to break their legs.
Li Muyun only hesitated slightly, shook his head and refused the fat man's request: "Those students of mine are of other uses, don't think about it, but you can try to write a letter to Wang Jie's kid and see if he can come over to help you." ” "Wang Jie" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his thigh: "Oh, I'll go, how did I forget him" After speaking, the fat man left at a speed that did not match his figure, leaving Li Muyun alone in an unknown corner of the farm.
This is why Li Muyun has a good memory, and walked out along the road he came, otherwise if the big farm does not know how long it will take to go out.
However, this trip to the farm really made Li Muyun have another feeling, watching those soldiers with broken arms or legs laboriously moving feed or some building materials, looking at their faces full of sweat but still full of smiles, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something.
These soldiers shed blood for the Tang Dynasty and fought hard, but in the end, they could only go home with a pitiful few pieces of money, although there are now farms to provide them with some living guarantees, but compared to what they have lost, the little help provided to them by the farms seems to be nothing.
And what about these soldiers, who have lost part of their limbs, they do not have particularly high requirements, they do not care about the dilapidated living conditions of the farm, they do not care about the heavy manual labor of the farm, the enemy has taken away part of their body, but it has not taken away their optimistic spirit.
These veterans who came to the farm still have hope in their hearts and hope for the future, and they believe that the county king who built the farm for them can be responsible for them and can help them all the time.
Thinking of this, Li Muyun felt that the burden on his body was heavier again, and those irresponsible thoughts slowly faded.
For the sake of these people, he must live well no matter what, and he must work hard to climb up, and only by standing higher can he better help them, so that he can live up to the trust that these people have in him.
Returning to the city from the farm, Li Muyun has been sullen, Mu Xin and Mu Yu saw that their son-in-law seemed to have something on his mind, so they didn't mean to disturb him, and when they returned to the house, they went to do their own things, leaving him a quiet environment.
But Li Muyun didn't really think about things, unlike Mu Xin and Mu Yu thought, at this time, King Xiaoyao was locking himself in the study and painting some things, if you look closely, you will find that he is painting some people's hands and feet.
Yes, it's hands and feet, watching those poor guys jump around with one foot, or simply crawl on the ground, Li Muyun only felt a lot of pain in his heart, so he quickly thought of prosthetics.
Although the prosthesis is not very easy to use compared to the original one, at least after using it, those who have broken their legs can get back up, and those who have broken hands can go to the street like normal people again.
Li Muyun's painting was a whole day and a night, and in the end, Mu Xin felt that something was not quite right, and notified Su Wanqing, which saved his son-in-law from a semi-crazy state.
"What do you say can make those who have broken legs stand up again" After asking Li Muyun what he was doing, Su Wanqing stared at those beautiful eyes in surprise, almost unable to believe her ears.
Li Muyun nodded solemnly: "Of course I can get them back on their feet, but in general, things are still a little troublesome, I need to bring Lao Sun over to discuss it, and some things can only be solved by him." ”: