Fu Tinghan had never seen Su Hua before, so he followed her curiously to see it.
Not far away, there are farmlands on both sides of the road in front of the military camp, and behind it is a large wasteland and hillside, where they practice.
The two walked out of the military camp and found a piece of grass beside the field to sit down and look at the flowers together.
Millet flowers only bloom at night, so they can only be seen at night. This was the first time for both of them to see them. To be honest, it was really magical.
While looking at it, Zhao Hanzhang told Fu Tinghan about his future plans, "We still have to farm. This is a slack time for farming. Let the soldiers clear up the wasteland. We will plant more wheat this year. If possible, we will also plant some ramie."
In this way, not only can we buy less food, but we can also buy less cloth.
Fu Tinghan said: "The yield of millet is still too low. I think Luoyang also needs a Sinong Temple to study how to improve the yield of millet per mu."
"As for hybridization," Zhao Hanzhang thought, "I vaguely remember reports that in addition to hybridization between cereal species, weeds and barnyard grasses can also be introduced to hybridize, but this cannot be done overnight."
Zhao Hanzhang pulled a piece of dogtail grass, gently tapped the ears of grain in front of him, and said softly: "Although it is not something that can be done overnight, we must start doing it. Food is the foundation of the country and will be used in the future."
Fu Tinghan nodded, "Sinong Temple over in Yuzhou is trying to improve wheat production. Here in Luoyang, we can focus on millet. As long as one of the two types of grains makes progress, it will be of great benefit to the people of the world."
Zhao Hanzhang remembered some records in history. She lowered her eyes and looked a little solemn. "In a few years, there will be a severe drought in the world, and there will be locust plagues. Therefore, the drought resistance of wheat and millet is very important. I will look for it tomorrow."
People, the Sinong Temple in Luoyang is indeed going to be built."
But Sinong Temple can't just do it if they want to. They have to find people who can farm and do research.
It doesn't just have to be an old farmer, the other person must have the idea of research, and it would be better if he can read and write.
I have to admit that even if they are just farming, people who have read books have broader thoughts, more profound thoughts, and are better at research.
Zhao Hanzhang gathered the people she knew and found that none of them were suitable for this task, so she could only say: "Let's post an announcement to recruit people first."
Fu Tinghan couldn't help laughing when he heard her resentful tone, "Lack of money?"
Recruiting people costs money, especially for special talents, which requires more money.
Zhao Hanzhang said: "I don't lack a house or anything like that, so I can arrange it for them easily, but if I want people to live in peace and work hard for me, a house alone is not enough."
Fu Tinghan thought for a while and then said: "I still have some money there, you can use it first. Gao Jie should be back soon. He took away a lot of goods this time. It is conservatively estimated that he can get a lot back."
thing."
He comforted Zhao Hanzhang and said: "When he comes back, you will have money to use."
Zhao Hanzhang became happy and asked: "Can he come back before the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Fu Tinghan calculated the time and nodded: "It should be about the same."
He said: "Not only will he bring money back, he will also bring some goods from the North to be traded in Luoyang. The Dragon Boat Festival is a big festival, so he should be back in time."
Gao Jie really wanted to return to Luoyang before the Dragon Boat Festival, and he planned to buy a batch of sheep and cloth from Bingzhou.
He knew that Luoyang was short of everything now, short of food, lack of meat, and lack of cloth. Although the survivors of Luoyang had been robbed a lot, the lean camels were bigger than horses. When they returned to Luoyang, they would soon be rich again.
As long as he can bring something back, there is no need to worry about selling the goods.
So Gao Jie took out the money he had just earned from Shangdang and bought sheep and cloth. He was walking to Luoyang at this time, but he did not expect to encounter thieves on the way.
But the people led by Gao Jie are not ordinary people. The people under him are all elites selected from the Zhao family army.
Only then were they surrounded by thieves. They quickly took out their knives from the car, then formed a military formation and looked at the thieves.
Gao Jie has been traveling around the world for many years and is considered knowledgeable. When he saw the thieves take a step back in shock, he lowered his sword and stepped forward, clasping his fists and saying: "Everyone, Gao Jie in Xia Shu, I am not the number one in Haierling."
This time, I knew there was a good man on the mountain and wanted to go to the mountain to pay him a visit, but I couldn't find the way, so I missed it."
"Since I'm lucky enough to meet all of you heroes tonight, why don't I bring out a few jars of wine and let everyone share their opinions. I'll have to cross Hai'erling many times in the future."
This means spending money to buy a road.
Qiao Sheng, the head of Haierling, came out and glanced at the dozens of cars and the sheep penned in the middle, with a flash of greed in his eyes.
He looked at Gao Jie for a moment and said, "You can let me let you cross the mountains, and leave half of the sheep and carts behind."
Gao Jie's face darkened and he said: "Master Qiao is so open-minded, but if you have to hand over half of your things just to go to Haierling, then I really don't dare to cross Haierling."
Qiao Sheng bared his teeth and said: "At least half. Brothers stayed up most of the night. After working so hard to come down the mountain, you can't go back empty-handed."
Gao Jie bargained with him, "How about I give up ten sheep and give you ten pieces of cloth and fifty thousand money?"
This is a very high amount of money to buy.
Qiao Sheng shook his head directly and held on tightly, "No, at least half."
Hearing this, Gao Jie calmly glanced at Zhao Chang, who was standing on one side. Zhao Chang was the leader of this army guard. It was said that he was good at martial arts. He was a member of Zhao Hanzhang's tribe, but a distant branch.
His family was very poor, so he joined the army. Unfortunately, he only had brute strength and was not very reused by Zhao Hanzhang.
As soon as Fu Tinghan opened his mouth, he immediately obeyed because Fu Tinghan would be his uncle-in-law in the future. Like Gao Jie, if he could not be reused by Zhao Hanzhang, he would stand out with Fu Tinghan.
Seeing Gao Jie looking over, Zhao Chang glanced at the thieves, felt cruel in his heart, and nodded directly.
Gao Jie didn't know, but he knew that these things would eventually return to the girl's hands, and the things in the girl's hands would eventually be used by Zhao Jiajun.
These are the armaments of the brothers. If you want to snatch something from them, it depends on whether the knife in his hand will agree or not.
Zhao Chang nodded, and Gao Jie said with a serious face: "Since Master Qiao doesn't agree, there is no need to talk anymore."
After saying that, he drew his sword and went straight to kill him.
Qiao Sheng didn't expect him to take action directly, and quickly waved his sword to block him. When his companions behind him saw it, they drew their swords and started to kill him.
Zhao Chang also led his men to kill him.
These bandits have all seen blood and killed people. Their skills are not bad, and they can cooperate with each other to some extent, but they are still inferior to the specially trained Zhao Jiajun.
Moreover, who among them has never been on the battlefield or killed anyone?
You must know that they are going to the north to make deals with the Xiongnu Jiehu. Do you dare not work hard?
After a fight, 30% to 40% of the bandits were killed, and the rest turned around and ran away. Several people on their side also died, and many more were injured.
Gao Jie was not bad at martial arts. He spat, spitted out bloody saliva, and said viciously: "We can't stay here for long. Let's just take care of the wounds, take our bodies with us, and we'll cross to Hai'erling tonight."
It was already dark when we arrived here today. In order not to be targeted by the bandits, he deliberately did not enter Haierling, but stationed outside, hoping to wait until dawn tomorrow before crossing the mountain. Who knew that the bandits above would come to surround them.