Tian Hong, who had been promoted, smiled from ear to ear and said humbly: "Brother, please don't listen to this kid's nonsense. He is deputy to Qianhu... deputy."
Looking at the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he smiled.
Shen Lie was suddenly enlightened and hurriedly congratulated: "Ouch, what a joy!"
Tian Hong was promoted from Jinyiwei Baihu to Deputy Qianhu. Even though his official position was only promoted by one level, it was a grace that many people dream of.
This means that Tian Hong has stepped into the threshold of Jinyiwei North Town Fusi.
What does Fuqianhu do?
It means preparing thousands of households.
Once any of the Qianhu adults retires or something unexpected happens, Tian Hong has a high probability of being promoted to Qianhu.
Jinyiwei Qianhu is amazing!
Great power!
Generally this kind of thing is difficult to do.
Beizhen Fusi is a place where the emperor is a pro-army, and those who can serve as Deputy Qianhu or Qianhu, Tongzhi and other high-ranking officials mostly have strong family backgrounds.
In all likelihood, it is the shadow of the ancestors, and the succession system is still implemented. When I retire, my son steps in to take over.
One carrot and one pit.
It is really difficult for ordinary people to achieve the goal of serving a thousand households.
Shen Lie's heart moved, and the image of Zhang Jianxiu, commander of the Jin Yiwei, with his elegant and majestic face appeared in his mind.
Is this considered to be Mr. Zhang’s initiative to show his kindness?
pretty close.
At this time, Shen Lie thought of another proverb: When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
Think about this.
Shen Lie couldn't help but feel a little bit sad, and also felt a little guilty. Now he, Shen, was definitely a sycophant.
He is still the kind of treacherous villain who is most favored by the emperor!
He thought of the descriptions of traitors in novels.
Shen Lie dismissed it.
So what if you are a sycophant?
Love so much!
While laughing, Shen Lie first congratulated Tian Hong, and then the two of them rode horses with a few followers and walked out of the city.
Afternoon.
Shenjiazhuang.
Shen Lie stood under the iconic windmill of the mill and watched the villagers driving the carriages to transport carts of potatoes and green and red peppers to the city.
Long time no see.
The more than twenty villagers he recruited from surrounding villages became much tanned and stronger under Victor's training.
And after several layoffs, all those left behind are people with clean wealth and strong minds, and everyone can do a few tricks.
Looking at these strong men, Shen Lie was very satisfied with their strong physiques, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
What a good soldier this is!
Such a brave young farmer's boy has a strong character and can endure hardships. If he is trained properly, he will become a brave and capable soldier.
But it has such excellent soldiers, a population of hundreds of millions, and tens of millions of young people.
How did the Ming Dynasty fall?
Shen Lie touched his head, it really didn't make sense.
After watching the training for a long time, Shen Lie was even more satisfied.
Tian Hong and several Jin Yiwei also opened their eyes in surprise. They were impressed by Victor's ability in military training and did not dare to underestimate this fake Taoist priest.
"Hey!"
Tian Hong touched his wide, unshaven chin and exclaimed: "Old Taoist... that's OK!"
Anyway.
These two dozen village men were really trained by Victor. With their straight waists and high-spirited postures, they really looked like elite soldiers.
However, their weapons were a bit inferior. They wore simple leather armor, used earthen bows made by folk archery societies, and one of them had a large, short-handled knife.
It doesn't matter if the weapons are a little bit off, this matter can be solved slowly.
There is no rush!
Shen Lie was already very satisfied. Looking at these tough Zhuang Ding's smiles, his mouth was crooked. As expected, professional matters still had to be left to professionals.
So Shen Lie felt happy, so he walked over carelessly, slapped Victor hard on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Old Taoist, you have done a good job...the owner of this village has decided to increase your salary!"
Victor immediately beamed, danced on the spot, and started chirping in some unknown bird language.
Laughing.
Shen Lie left the threshing floor and walked along the fields, looking at the green acres outside the village, full of life everywhere.
He stopped and looked at the various ingredients and crops growing wildly in the fields.
Shen Lie began to think about it again. The only drawback was that his plan to promote sweet potato cultivation on a large scale was not going smoothly.
The reason is also very simple, because although the yield of sweet potatoes is extremely high, it really has no economic value.
The first crop of sweet potatoes that Shen Lie asked people to try to plant was about to be harvested, but at this moment he was frowning. He had already tried using them for cooking.
However, the dishes made with this rough sweet potato are really unpalatable. It has a rough texture and is difficult to swallow. It is easy to fart if you eat too much.
Shen Lie became entangled in his heart, pacing slowly in the fields, frowning and thinking hard.
He must find a way to promote these sweet potatoes. If there is a disaster, this is the food that can save countless lives.
what can we do about it?
As Shen Lie stopped and looked around, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, and his brows widened.
Shen Lie had a new plan. At this time, he thought of the self-circulating ecological farm built by a big family in the village when he was a child.
Although sweet potatoes are unpalatable and cannot be used for cooking, they can be used to feed pigs or raise chickens in the future!
Just do it.
Excited, Shen Lie quickly walked back to his bedroom, found a charcoal board, and started drawing according to his childhood memories, trying his best to draw everything about the ecological farm.
Hot and dry.
One day has passed.
Under night.
Tian Hong, several of his men, and Victor sat around the campfire, roasting game from the mountains while listening to Shen Lie's vivid explanation.
What is a self-circulating ecological farm?
Shen Lie said excitedly: "Brothers, look, we are planting more than a hundred acres of sweet potatoes in this area. This thing has a large yield. It is very common to produce three to four thousand kilograms per mu. And then..."
Tian Hong, Victor's expression immediately changed, and he looked at him helplessly, with an expression that seemed to say...I would rather die than eat sweet potatoes!
Shen Lie was a little embarrassed, so he had to say slowly: "These sweet potatoes are not for human consumption. We can use these sweet potatoes to feed pigs and raise chickens, ducks and geese!"
Victor was still confused about Tian Hong and looked at him stupidly.
Shen Lie smiled again and said: "Whether you are feeding pigs or raising livestock, a large amount of feces will be produced, and the feces can be used to fertilize the fields..."
It is also a pure natural organic fertilizer!
Now Tian Hong and others understood a little bit, but Tian Hong quickly said doubtfully: "You can't use so much fertilizer for farming."
Shen Lie smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "Old Tian, you don't know something. After drying and fermenting, chicken manure can be used to feed fish, so we still need to raise fish."
"ah?"
Tian Hong yelled softly and touched his head in confusion. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
This is not over yet.
Shen Lie smiled mysteriously. He naturally had other designs. He remembered the biogas pits that every household in the countryside had when he was a child.
