While the location of the food court was being selected, spring planting in the Great Yan Dynasty also began.
After the Qingming Festival, everything revived, and the people of the Yan Dynasty endured another difficult winter. In An County, a suburb of Beijing, Hu Laosan, who had gone for a walk in the fields in the morning, returned dejectedly carrying a hoe.
Hu Laosan's wife, Ms. Liu, came out of the kitchen. Seeing his sad face, Mrs. Liu felt nervous and asked, "Master, the food in the ground hasn't grown yet?"
During the Yan Dynasty, a variety of millet, wheat and rice were grown. Not only were the yields low, but the survival rate was also low. An County was close to the capital and was affected by famine in the past two years. The husks of the millet planted this year were shriveled, and a few trees were sparsely grown in the ground. Not as many weeds.
The people didn't have any food stored in their homes. Even though the weather was good this year and it was a good year, the people were still so worried that they couldn't sleep.
"It's already April, it's difficult."
Hu Laosan put the hoe in the corner, broke off a piece of tobacco leaf from the window sill and started smoking, with a sad look on his furrowed face.
"What should we do? Our tiger son has not yet received his money this year, and the two buckets of rice he owes his uncle's family must be paid back this year. If there is no harvest, will he starve to death..."
Mrs. Liu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes turned dark, and she felt that she could not live this life any longer.
"Okay, let's eat first and send Huzi to school. In two days I will go to the town to see if there are any workers. I won't run out of food."
"Your leg just fell off the beam, and it hasn't even healed yet. Who dares to kill you..."
Mrs. Liu kept mumbling, but if she doesn't find a job, her family will have no rice to cook with. Damn it, God, as soon as the court stabilized, it went into drought for two years, and how many people died. If it continues like this, they will The family will also starve to death.
Mrs. Liu brought a basin of light porridge with a few sparse grains of rice in it. The pancakes were made of flour ground from sorghum husks. They were more choking than ordinary mixed-flour pancakes, but they were all satisfied. The only sound on the table was the sound of chewing, and both of them were worried about their future lives.
Shen Yanqing and Jiang Miao took a carriage and drove around An County. When they saw the sparse crops in the fields, their eyes were solemn. The people's lives were harder than they imagined.
At first, Zhenjiang Prefecture was starving and the land in the city was deserted. Jiang Miao thought that was the limit. Although other towns were suffering from drought, they could still survive. But after coming out of the capital and seeing the situation in several prefectures, she knew How miserable were the people of the Yan Dynasty?
"Ms. sir, we have to help them..."
She held Shen Yanqing's hand, her eyes full of hope. She believed in Shen Yanqing's ability. In the original book, without her help, the male protagonist spent less than ten years making the country of Yan Dynasty rich and powerful. Now that he has sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes and other high-yielding crops in his hands, he will be even more powerful.
"good."
Shen Yanqing held it back, not because of Jiang Miao's promise, but he would do it for the common people.
The two spent three days inspecting the conditions in the towns surrounding the capital. After returning, Shen Yanqing plunged into the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Now everyone in the household department knows that he is the eldest princess's son-in-law and the emperor's brother-in-law. It is too late to curry favor with him and they dare not stumbling upon him anymore. Although Shen Yanqing has the smallest official position in the household department, several senior officials have Pretty cooperative.
In the past, during spring planting, the Ministry of Revenue would collect and sort out the information sent by local governments, count the amount of grain grown in each state, and then wait for the autumn harvest to pay taxes according to the amount to fill the national treasury, regardless of the situation in disaster years.
If we encounter an unscrupulous county magistrate again, the people in this place will be miserable. All the food they have worked hard to cultivate will be confiscated, and they will only starve to death before their eyes.
But this situation was completely different after Shen Yanqing took over.
Shen Yanqing first planned the planting range and crop types according to the climate and soil of each place. For example, in the north, cereals and wheat, sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes were planted alternately. In the south, there is a lot of rain. This is a rare good year. If planned well, it should be possible to grow crops. Good harvest.
Moreover, in addition to rice, the south can also grow rapeseed, peanuts, soybeans and other agricultural and sideline products of oil extraction, as well as sugar cane, which can be used to make sugar. Cotton is grown in the north, and silkworms are raised in the south. In addition, Jiang Miao’s peppers, tomatoes and For watermelon seeds, Shen Yanqing planned the planting place according to their suitable soil quality.
The Yan Dynasty had a vast territory. In order to catch up with the spring planting, Shen Yanqing worked overtime. It took him more than half a month just to write plans, distribute seeds, and go to various places to guide planting personnel. He was so tired that he was now green. black.
Men who used to be clean now have wrinkled coats, messy hair, and even beards on their white faces.
Everything Shen Yanqing did was seen by the people in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Although they belonged to different factions, they couldn't help but admire him when they saw him like this. They even wanted to make some money out of their messy life. As an official, Shen Yanqing really thinks about the people.
However, there are those who admire but also those who look down upon them. What can those untouchables have to support? They are already unworthy and they will die when they die. There is no need for him to work so hard.
It's just that Shen Yanqing never paid attention to the outside world. After finishing his work, he got up and went home. After not going back for so many days, he longed for Jiang Miao. Sleeping on the cold bed at night, he especially missed Jiang Miao. The little lady lying in his arms acting coquettishly.
"Go home."
Shi Lei has now become his bodyguard and coachman, and he has been here with Shen Yanqing for as many days as he has spent in Hubu. But every day, Zhu Kuan brings the tonic soup stewed by Jiang Miao himself, which also includes his. A portion, Shi Lei's days are not difficult these days, and he has even gained a few pounds.
"yes."
The carriage left the door of the house and drove slowly towards Shen's house. Shen Yanqing leaned against the wall of the carriage and rubbed his sore brow. He also took a nap for a while.
When he got home, he recovered a little and entered the inner courtyard. Shen Yanqing didn't go into the room first. When he heard that Jiang Miao was in the study, he didn't go in to disturb her. He took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom first.
It's better not to let Miao Ya see his sloppy appearance now.
After Shen Yanqing finished cleaning up, he changed into an ivory white brocade robe, shaved off his beard, and took care of his hair carefully, and returned to his glorious appearance.
"My lord, my wife asked the chef to stew ginseng soup for you. Did she bring it to your room?"
Qinglian was carrying the tray to the bedroom. Shen Yanqing glanced at the light in the study and took the tray, "Give it to me. There's nothing to do here. You guys go down first."
"yes."
Qinglian Qingwei responded and left. The master came back to get along with his wife. They are really an eyesore here.
Jiang Miao finished the last stroke on the paper. As soon as she put down the pen and wanted to stretch, someone hugged her body.
