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Chapter 204 The root of the problem

After leaving Dongyezhuang, Zhufeng originally planned to go to the Yamen. The method of pressing rocks to protect moisture was not something he said casually. He really wanted to do it. After all, his family had already settled in Yinzhou City. If there was a famine in Yinzhou next year,

It is also very detrimental to themselves.

However, when he returned to Yinzhou City, it was almost midnight. If he went there at this time, it would be time for the Yamen to get off work, so he had to stay overnight and arrive at the Yamen early the next morning. Of course, he used Shi'an's book

Cao Tongxing brand.

When I arrived at Tiancao Yamen, the government officials were quite polite to Zhufeng because the sale and purchase deed had just been processed yesterday.

Zhufeng Dao understood his purpose of coming, he wanted to see the farm work.

When the government officials heard this, they were confused and wary, secretly wondering if there was something wrong with the ground yesterday?

"What do you want to see Mr. Tiancao for? He has many things to do every day, and you can't meet just anyone." The official refused immediately.

Zhufeng took out the letter written last night and handed it to the government official, "My ancestors had a land preparation method of 'pressing rocks to preserve moisture', which is suitable for drought planting. I tried it in the countryside yesterday, and I came here to explain it to you today. I want to

Please implement it throughout Yinzhou."

"Pressing rocks to protect moisture?" After all, the government officials are field trough officials, so they still understand some of the conditions on the land, but they have never heard of pressing rocks to protect moisture.

He took the letter from Zhufeng in confusion. After reading it, he questioned: "If you spread gravel on the field, can you preserve water? Can you grow crops? Isn't this damaging the land?"

Zhufeng affirmed: "This method was indeed discovered by our ancestors and tested personally. It is effective. Although it cannot guarantee a good harvest, it can at least improve the current dry land situation.

Now that the drought has appeared, if it continues like this, the autumn harvest will inevitably be dismal, and when the remaining grain is used up, countless people may face the plight of famine in the coming year."

The government officials secretly thought that this man was kind-hearted and what he said was reasonable. The famine in the coming year was also their biggest concern right now.

He accepted the letter and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you, but I can't guarantee whether Master Gao will read it or believe it."

Zhufeng smiled and thanked him, then took out a bunch of copper coins and handed them to the government official, "I would also like to ask the official to explain it to Mr. Gao in detail. If this method is implemented, the entire Yinzhou will benefit."

The government official was not polite. He put the copper coin into his sleeve, said hello, and said, "I'll deliver it as soon as I finish the work at hand. I'll send someone to inform you when there are results."

Zhufeng thanked him again and then left the Yamen.

The government official still had some contracts in hand, and it was almost noon when he finished them. However, he also remembered the letter, so he packed up a little, picked up the recent land deed transaction book, and went to the office where Tiancao was engaged in Gao Hui.

.

"Sir, this is the land deed transaction last month." The official handed over the booklet first.

Gao Hui hummed and tapped his fingers on the table, signaling him to put it down.

After the official put down the book, he paused and then said: "Sir, I heard a saying today, 'Pressing stones to protect moisture', which means that by spreading sand and gravel into the ground, you can ensure that the moisture in the land does not flow away, thereby preventing the moisture from flowing away.

Improve the severity of this year's drought."

Gao Hui raised his head with a puzzled look on his face: "Pressing rocks to preserve moisture?"

The official handed over the letter, "That's what it says."

Gao Hui took the letter and was first attracted by the good handwriting. After carefully reading the content, he was surprised again, "There is such a way? Who knows?"

The official said again: "That's the person who bought Dongye Village with three hundred and one taels. The official is not sure whether this method is true or false, but what this person said is quite reasonable. The official thought, if this is the case,

The method is really feasible, and for Tiancao, it is a great good thing, so I have the courage to hand this book to you, sir."

Gao Hui nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Since we can't determine whether it's true or false, we can't implement it immediately. Let's allocate fifty acres of official land to try it first. If it really works, we can promote it when the time comes."

The government official responded quickly and retreated. Then he sent an errand boy to bring the news to Taoyaju.

I agree with the trial and need guidance. After the trial is completed, if it is really effective, then it can be promoted.

Such a simple sentence. Although Zhufeng cannot be said to be disappointed, he is not happy either. It will take at least two or three months for the next crop to mature. When that time comes, we will decide whether to implement it or not. It has passed the sowing time and it is the harvest time.

Moreover, implementation will take time. I am afraid that by the time it is truly popularized throughout Yinzhou, it will be at least the beginning of next spring. As a result, famine is almost inevitable.

"Next year, there won't be another famine." Zhufeng sighed heavily. Thinking of the experience of escaping from famine in the first half of the year, he really didn't want to do it again.

Although Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, she continued to comfort her: "As the saying goes, the boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. Senior brother, don't bother me."

*

However, after Hongtao and Lian Fangya spent three days in Tongyuan, they finally figured out the layout of Tongyuan.

At noon that day, after finishing lunch at Lian Fangya's house, Hong Tao wiped his lips, jumped off the table, lay down on the recliner, and asked curiously: "Actually, leaving aside the mess, to be honest, Tongyuan is not a small place.

.Is this place so bad from the beginning?”

After Lian Fangya saw Hong Tao's special ability that day, he no longer dared to underestimate Little Fangya. He put away his arrogance and patiently explained.

"Tongyuan was built to a very high standard. I heard it was built by a large merchant from earlier generations. The biggest problem here is that the location is too far.

The order in the far edge of the city is naturally not as good as in the inner circle. You can also see that the sewage ditches in the city are almost completely blocked here.

Originally, in April every year, the sub-district office would clear the city's sewage ditches, but the sub-district office would not pay for this expense, so residents and shops here would make household and commercial donations.

This money is completely at the disposal of the subdistrict department. They were supposed to use the money to hire workers to clear ditches in April, but in nine cases out of ten, this money will be pocketed by them.

The employees were owed wages, so they went on strike. Gradually, residents and merchants stopped donating money, and the street office simply stopped hiring workers. Anyway, it was on the edge of the city, and it was not an eyesore to Zhou Mu, so the sewage ditches were opened.

The more congestion there is, the more it becomes.

In addition, there are many houses here that have been expanded without permission, occupying the sewage ditch in front of the door, which further leads to the blockage of the sewage ditch, and finally leads to the scene you see now."

Hongtao pinched her nose and said, "It will take at least ten years for this place to become what it is now."

Lian Fangya nodded and advised: "This problem of more than ten years can no longer be called a problem, but a cancer. How to treat such a cancer? The situation here cannot be changed overnight. Even in my case

It seems that nothing can be changed at all.”

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