"Didn't Sister Lan Lan say that it would take a long time for the deity to convene a military meeting?" Nan Lu opened the door curtain, and regardless of the restraint of her daughter's family, jumped off the sedan and threw herself into Chen Tian's arms.
Chen Tian caught the limp body and turned it around twice: "Those generals are more eager to achieve success than the last. They are noisy and loud, so why don't I run away quickly?"
Nan Lu is the youngest of the twelve Yin Yun elders of Xianyin Pavilion. He must have been entrusted by the sect master Tong Ruoran like Liu Wenhui when he came to Muye Wubao.
But when they first met, Chen Tian didn't ask about the business, but took Nan Lu, who was full of joy, around for a walk.
The Makino tidal flat is far away from Yongtai City, thousands of miles across the Jiuchong Pass, but the reputation of being deserted has spread throughout thousands of miles, and Nanlu has heard about it for a long time.
However, when she saw the rows of houses in Makino Wubao and the towering tower, she couldn't believe her eyes.
"No, God!"
"What's wrong?"
"Since when did Makino Beach have docks and workshops? The year before last, it was still a swamp! There were reeds and calamus everywhere!"
"Why did you come here in the first place?" Of course Chen Tian would not show off the infrastructure to the little girl, so he started another conversation, "It can't just be a picnic, right?"
"Mountain ghosts!" Nan Lu was amazed when he saw the busy market with people coming and going, and explained, "Changhe and Zishui meet here, dividing Luwu Mountain and Daisheng Mountain. It is precisely because of the miasma that there are so many mountain ghosts.
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"So Master Tong will lead you to eliminate evil spirits here?"
"Yes, mountain ghosts devour the earth's energy. If they are not eradicated within a year, Old Man Fan of the Hekun Sect will be unable to grow anything. Then the thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory will definitely have no food to survive the winter."
Chen Tian smiled: "Isn't this too miserable? The thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory are still worried about their jobs?"
"It's really miserable." Nan Lu chuckled, "Isn't there a god now? Not only are the monks no longer hungry, but the common people can also live and work in peace and contentment."
Chen Tian rubbed her head and walked with her into a street restaurant. It was not lunch yet, so now they only had breakfast.
Nan Lu was not squeamish at all. She ate whatever she had, and she was really exhausted from the long journey of traveling thousands of miles.
"Have you finished eating?" Chen Tian looked down at the table full of food, and was very surprised, "I have had breakfast in advance." "That's it?" Nan Lu tore up the cooking cakes, soaked them in mutton soup, and stirred
Holding his chopsticks, he murmured, "Yongtai City was attacked by the Griffin Legion, and the two or three granaries outside were burned to the ground. My sect leader ordered the disciples to cut down on food and clothing, and they were almost hungry.
Itβs killing me.β
Chen Tian felt a little strange in his heart.
He shredded radish soaked in salt water and poured it into the japonica rice porridge. While pushing it to her, he asked: "How is the people's livelihood in Yongtai City? Are they already so poor that Xianyin Pavilion can hardly fill their stomachs?"
"That's not true." Nan Lu saw that he had some misunderstandings and explained quickly, "It's just that my sect master felt the hardships of the people's livelihood and called on the monks to give up food to provide priority to the common people. In fact, I can go without food for a year and a half."
That's true.
Most of the monks who are higher up in the Lingxiao Realm are fasting, and it is common for them to go without food for ten and a half months. On the contrary, craving for food can easily delay their practice.
But listening to the underlying meaning of Nan Lu's words, Chen Tian felt more or less a sense of grievance and resentment. Thinking about it, not only her cultivation level, but also the elder Twelve Yin Yun was promoted by himself.
So how could they suddenly give up their appetites when they first entered the Lingxiao realm?
"Okay, the land reclamation work in Makino is going very smoothly. There is no shortage of food. You can eat well." Chen Tian felt a little sorry for this girl and called the waiter to bring two or three drawers of steamed osmanthus cake.
Nan Lu saw the strange looks around him, picked up his chopsticks and knocked on his rice bowl, and whispered: "Sir, am I a little embarrassed?"
"What the hell." Chen Tian smiled lightly, broke off half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus steamed cake and threw it into his mouth, "It's a blessing to be able to eat it, and we don't eat for free without paying for it."
After joking, he also learned the details of Yongtai City from the official documents of Lianzi Xin.
The Griffin Legion caused great damage, not only burning houses, but the ensuing war also delayed the autumn grain harvest, and the output dropped by more than 70%.
Fortunately, there was still a surplus of summer grain from last season. At the same time, the granary built in the cave escaped damage and could fully support the more than 800,000 civilians in Yongtai City through the cold winter.
But as for supporting the Makino front line, they are powerless and can only rely on Makino Wubao to find a way.
Chen Tian thought about it and felt that it was like a wave of ups and downs. Previously there was a shortage of spiritual stones, and now there is a shortage of food. In order to build a new army of government puppets, there is even a shortage of one million gold.
Numb.
Completely numb.
Fortunately, when Li Jie was secretly mining the spirit stone veins, he accidentally dug through the ancestral graves of Lin Ye's family and found a lot of food besides gold, silver and jewelry.
The treasure house here seems to be a hidden card hidden by Lin's ancestors to expand the Liusha Chamber of Commerce. It may be because few people know about it. Li Jie has been stealing for two months without seeing any changes.
Then keep stealing.
Don't let the food you pick up for free go to waste.
Chen Tian didn't feel any guilt about this, calmed down his thoughts, and accompanied Nan Lu to finish breakfast slowly.
"Where are we going now?" Nan Lu got into the carriage, fell into Chen Tian's arms and asked, looking up.
Chen Tian rolled up his sleeves and wiped her mouth: "After dinner, let's eat somewhere else and go for a walk. I will also go and inspect it."
After Qu Jijian's hard work day and night, the vehicle of the Infinite Supreme God can finally be equipped with four fine horses with white coats. The four horses and the reins are indeed much more stable than the ox cart.
The rising sun reflected the majestic majesty of Muyewu Fort. In the vast shadow, Chentian got off the car and walked toward the pastures and farmland in the southwest.
Fan Sheng was still in charge of harvesting autumn grain in Yongtai City. Only a thousand Hekun disciples helped Muye reclaim wasteland. They were particularly easy to recognize. The closer their skin was to bronze, the more skilled they were in agriculture.
Chen Tian treated him equally with the bachelors from Jixia Academy. Nodding his head was not enough, he also stepped forward to inquire about their current situation in detail.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, he borrowed a donkey and took Nanlu with him to inspect everything.
"You don't ride on horses and carts, but you ride on donkeys?" Nan Lu wondered.
"Will you pay for trampling on the crops?" Chen Tian patted her palm, carried her onto the donkey, and slowly moved forward along the newly built field bank.
The yin and yang double flint mirror given to Hekunmen by Chen Tian was developed to the extreme, and the jade dew liquid produced from a hundred dendrobiums was produced every day, which particularly promoted the growth of vegetation.
In the past, it was considered a miracle to grow leeks with the help of geothermal heat. Now with the blessing of Yulu liquid, any fruits and vegetables can be sown and harvested.
In addition, the mountain ghosts in Makino were rampant in the past, and there was little cultivation. The land power accumulated for thousands of years has finally been released. The new wheat grows like the tide, and the wind blows the waves, and the vast expanse of blue waves turns into a sea.
This is not only due to the contributions of Hekun sect disciples, but also the sweat of 70,000 refugees. Chentian believes that before the cold winter, Makino will usher in an unprecedented harvest.
certainly.
In addition to farming, Chentian also focuses on the textile industry.
Muye is close to two large rivers, and water diversion is more convenient than Yongtai City. Naturally, the construction of Sanji Fishing Pond has not been left behind.
The fishing pond that has been boiled with quicklime is still turbid. As long as the last bit of sewage is drained away, the crucian carp and hairy crabs on the dining table of Makino Wubao will be frequent visitors in the future, and there will no longer be a need to fish hard.
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Chen Tian looked at the vibrant scene from a distance and said with emotion: "Nie Qing is really right." "Only the common people can create this beautiful scenery. Even the extraordinary and powerful people and the ancient gods are helpless."