Chapter 5 What is it like to start your own business for the first time?

The weather in Jinyun Mountain turns cooler in October.

Jinyun Mountain is a small basin. The villagers cultivated fields on both sides of the bad water and lived on the hillsides around it.

The hundred or so young and strong men led by Wu Tian were actually militiamen assembled from the entire township.

There are only about 600 households in the entire Jinyun Mountain, and less than 300 households live around the basin.

Now is the harvest season.

Jin Mao didn't know what had happened in Wushang County. He was lying halfway up the mountain basking in the sun.

The medical skills are superb, that is purely coincidental, it is because of the tenacious vitality of the indigenous people.

Not to mention their god-of-war-like record, although the Min Yue are fierce, when they get together, they are not as powerful as the group fights of Young and Dangerous.

It’s just that people only believe what they see with their own eyes and experience with their own eyes.

Therefore, Jinmao's reputation in Jinyun Mountain has long exceeded his own understanding.

At the foot of the mountain, beside the bad water, in the fields.

There were people with smiles on their faces everywhere. Even though half of the crops were gone, everyone was still happy.

It’s not that Jin Mao didn’t want to help, but the common people didn’t let him do it. Even if we take a step back, there were still Min Yue prisoners serving as coolies.

"The Chinese people are so kind and simple."

"As long as there's food to eat, who the hell would rebel?"

Some time ago, when the Min Yue captives first arrived at Jinyun Mountain, they always thought about escaping.

Unexpectedly, after being fed two meals of wild vegetable porridge every day, the remaining Min Yue captives not only stopped running away, but even those who had escaped before sneaked back, and their number was even greater than at the beginning.

What Jinmao didn't expect was that among the new Min Yue people, in addition to those who got lost in this group, there were also people from five other tribes who got lost in the mountains.

That day.

Lanzhi, the female leader of the Minyue tribe, declared: "A great disaster is about to befall you. I will be waiting to collect your body."

How familiar this sentence was. Jin Mao thought, "Isn't this the opening line that lobbyists like to use the most?"

Looking at Lanzhi's expression that said "ask me quickly", Jinmao felt that it was almost certain.

He was not fooled and turned around to call Bai Shi, the younger brother of the dead male leader. The Minyue people worshipped the strong and had no concept of family. Bai Shi had no intention of revenge at all.

Moreover, Bai Shi admired Jin Mao even more than Jin Yang, so he immediately told the truth.

"They are all miserable people." Jin Mao was touched by the kindness deep in his heart and couldn't bear to kill them. "Let them go."

Bai Shi took the order and went down. Lan Zhi sneered: "You are so weak, you will perish sooner or later."

Jin Mao retorted: "You are so useless, you will be kicked out sooner or later!"

Lanzhi is silent and helpless. She doesn't want to get married and doesn't want to work in the fields. As a captive, she just eats free meals every day. If she doesn't leave, who will?

But she didn't dare to talk about her own expertise, so she could only find ways to prove her own value from other things.

Around two or three in the afternoon, have lunch.

It has been a month and a half since he came here, but Jinmao is still not used to the diet without salt, oil or water.

The villagers were already satisfied with just one meal full and one meal hungry, let alone eating meat.

In addition, Kuaiji County was short of minerals, and there was nothing but stones in the mountains, no salt or iron to be seen.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the foot of the mountain.

Various dialects were spoken at random. Jin Mao listened carefully and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hurried down the mountain to stop the two parties who didn't speak the same language from fighting again.

"Quiet! Shut up, everyone!"

After pacifying the angry villagers, Jin Mao turned to Minyue.

"Chief, they refuse to leave. Please kill them." Bai Shi knelt down before Jin Mao and said sternly, "The warriors of Baijiazhai are waiting for your order!"

"Shut up!"

Jin Mao held his forehead with his hand. Bai Shi was stubborn and belligerent. Once he made up his mind, no one could change it. He would only listen to him.

"I set you free, why are you making a fuss?"

The twenty new arrivals from Min Yue all knelt down and kowtowed, calling him "Lord God" and talking at the same time, saying pretty much the same thing that Jin Mao had heard on the mountain.

Are there people who would rather be a slave than be free?

This once again refreshed Jinmao's cognition.

How could Jinmao, who lives in the technological age, understand the underlying ecology of this era?

For these people, being alive is more important than anything else. Freedom?

Where there is freedom, there is death.

You know, these twenty people are all young and strong. Why are there no old or young ones? Only God knows.

So, if Jinmao drives them away, it means they want to die. How can they not make trouble?
Of course, no one would tell Jinmao about all this.

"Since you are willing to be slaves, there is nothing I can't agree to."

"The God is alive" and "Thank you, God". Twenty people sang praises, but they were uneducated and only shouted these two sentences over and over again.

Twenty extra mouths to feed means a huge burden.

Jin Mao didn't know how much support his clan would give him, but he knew that Jinyun Mountain could not support so many people at the moment.

"When I watched the Three Kingdoms before, I only saw Cao, Liu and Sun as powerful and majestic."

Jin Mao sighed: "Now I know that if you don't manage a household, you don't know how to make a living."

He knew some things couldn't wait any longer.

"Bai Shi, from today on, you are the leader of Minyue, and these twenty people are under your charge."

"Select the best and strongest men from Baijiazhai and Lanjiazhai to form the Minyue Army. I will train them tomorrow."

"Yes!" Bai Shi had already learned a few simple words in Yayan and agreed excitedly.

"Liu Mu! Liu Mu?"

Jin Mao turned around and was shocked: "Fuck! Can't you say anything?"

Liu Mu lowered his head in embarrassment. His personality was exactly the opposite of Jin Yang's. He was silent, introverted, and very frugal with words.

"Yes." Jin Mao spoke again: "From now on, you will help Jin Yang to form a fighting team, with the county soldiers as the backbone and the villagers as the branches."

"Help out during the busy farming season and train during the slack farming season."

"Remember?"

Liu Mu nodded seriously.

Jin Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief, as he still had a lot of things to do.

It is understood that from autumn to spring, people of this era planted less crops.

How is this possible?

In later generations, Kuaiji County became one of the main areas for growing winter rapeseed.

Rapeseed is a good thing. Both the oil extracted from it and the remaining tea bran have a wide range of uses.

There is no need to say much about rapeseed oil. It can be used for food and lighting, it is of the highest quality.

Tea bran can not only be used as fertilizer, but it is also an excellent pesticide when soaked and added with wood ash. You can even use tea bran to wash your hair!
Jinmao would never say that he wanted to grow rapeseed because his scalp was itching.

As an outstanding graduate of the Agricultural University, when Jinmao first arrived, he discovered that rapeseed was already being grown in Wushang County, but on a small scale.

There are many reasons. In the early days, rapeseed was of the cabbage type, which was afraid of pests, had poor disease resistance and low yield.

However, Jinmao happened to know how to improve seeds.

Therefore, after the autumn harvest, Jinmao decided to carry out large-scale planting in Wushang County, and he also wrote this in a letter to his grandfather.

Regardless of whether other townships will plant it or not, Jinmao is confident that Jinyun Mountain will be fully planted.

Rapeseed crushing is also a challenge.

There is already a wood pressing method, but the process is complicated, and the various steps are very scattered, so the efficiency is low and the oil yield is not high.

"To achieve scale, we need large-scale wood pressing workshops."

Jinmao knew: "First, we need a large wood press."

"Secondly, we need to build an adobe house."

Look at the house he lives in, a wooden single room, which is considered the most luxurious house in Jinyun Mountain. Others can only live in straw huts, and some people in Min Yue even have to live in trees.

They are all big projects.

The key point is that he has to do all these things. The villagers are uneducated and Min Yue is uncivilized. Apart from doing hard labor, they can't help in any other way.

“Starting a business is so hard.”

Just thinking about it makes me tired: "Alas, when can I go to the Central Plains? My Lord, I miss you."

Cao Cao, the cavalry commander who was far away in Guangzong, sneezed suddenly and cursed inwardly: "Damn Zhang Liang, why don't you come out and die? You are making me suffer here!"

(End of this chapter)