The new town is still undergoing revitalization and development.
The Jiangbei stronghold also began to implement construction tasks as Ma Cheng and Yu Ming completed their inspections.
Two thousand people moved back to Jiangzhou Island, of which more than 300 were aborigines.
There were also 500 navy recruits and 1,200 refugees among them.
Jiangzhou Island is large enough that even if it is a flood season, there are still more than ten miles of dry land.
A village was built on each of the southeast, northwest, and southeast sides of the island.
In the future, this small island will become the gate for Jiangzhou to control the Yangtze River waterway.
After the location of Jiangbei's stronghold was selected, Song Yang went to check it out and found that the place was good.
It is right next to Longgan Lake, adjacent to the Longgan Lake waterway to the east, and seven or eight miles south of the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Song Yang planned to keep five hundred people in the stronghold and fortress here, and then provide sufficient ships as a guarantee to control the entire Longgan Lake.
With Longgan Lake as a barrier and enough boats, the safety of these five hundred people is guaranteed.
Song Yang entrusted the planning of the stronghold to Yu Ming with full authority. He had no experience in this kind of thing, so he just took a look but would not put forward any opinions.
After seeing Jiangbei Stronghold, life has calmed down.
Song Yang resumed his days of going to class, after class, and watching guns in the workshop.
As mid-August arrives, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.
Song Yang shortened the school class time to one hour.
Every morning, before the heat gets up, I finish school the whole morning.
The students were listless and Song Yang was extremely hot.
After watching the progress of the musket, Song Yang sat on the shady side of the hydraulic workshop to enjoy the cool air.
There is a waterwheel working here, there is plenty of water vapor, and the shady side is much cooler.
"Creak~Creak~" The waterwheel kept turning, making some friction sounds.
Although oiled frequently, this sound cannot be completely avoided.
"Your Majesty, the second-generation hydraulic mower is very effective. There is no need for manual mowers at the livestock farm anymore."
Fang Zhe's work today is almost completed.
With the arrival of midsummer, everyone’s lunch break is extended by an hour to avoid heat stroke.
You can move around freely from noon to midnight.
"Master Wang's craftsmanship is still very good." Song Yang said with a smile.
These four blacksmiths really helped Song Yang solve many problems.
They were the ones who worked the hardest during this period. Despite the high temperature, the only ones who couldn't get any rest were the blacksmiths.
Because the gap in the sickle was so big, they couldn't stop at all.
"Try not to stop the supply of ice in the blacksmith's workshop. The ice in the palace ice cellar will not be a problem if it lasts this summer." Song Yang ordered.
Starting from July, the blacksmith workshop began to supply ice.
Especially after Song Yang went to the blacksmith workshop for the first time, the blacksmith workshop was still indoors at that time.
That temperature is just terrible.
Although it has been moved outdoors now, it is very sad for the blacksmiths to work under such conditions on a hot day.
The vegetables and dried meat in the Wangfu ice cellar have long been exhausted.
There are only some ice cubes left, and every day Fang Zhe sends someone to fetch a few buckets and deliver them to the blacksmith workshop.
"What the prince said is that if it gets hotter today, I will give Master Wang and the others some more ice cubes."
One less ice cube is used in the ice cellar. In order to use the ice cubes where they are most needed, Song Yang himself does not use any ice cubes.
The common people knew that Song Yang gave all the ice cubes to the blacksmith workshop, and they all praised Song Yang's character.
The blacksmiths enjoyed the coolness of the ice cubes and felt grateful to Song Yang.
Especially Wang Jinshi, he wished he could work twelve hours a day.
I just look forward to making the musket as soon as possible so that I can repay the prince for his kindness.
"You bastard! How could you do such a thing!"
"Stop! Whose family do you belong to! You still want to run away!"
While Song Yang and Fang Zhe were chatting and eating in the cold, a scolding sound suddenly came from not far away.
"Wei Nan?"
Song Yang and Fang Zhe looked at each other and recognized Wei Nan's voice.
"Let's go and see what's going on."
Song Yang and Fang Zhe walked curiously towards the place where the sound came from.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Wei, I was wrong!"
"Never dare again next time!"
"Fart! Next time, I will beat you to death!"
Along with the noise, Song Yang and Fang Zhe came over.
Not far from the school gate, Wei Nan was grabbing a half-grown boy by his collar and about to whip him.
"What's going on?" Song Yang stepped forward and stopped Fang Zhe and asked.
"Your Majesty! This boy is wasting food." Wei Nan pointed at the half pancake on the ground next to him and said.
Song Yang frowned and looked at the pancakes on the ground. He ate half of the good pancakes and threw the rest there.
"Your Majesty, forgive me, the students will never dare to do it again!" When the young man saw Song Yang coming, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
This kid is a student in the small class, his name is Qin Ming, and Song Yang taught him for two days.
Now he is a student of Song Chengwang.
"What's going on? Why are you wasting food?" Song Yang asked in a deep voice.
Extravagance and waste, especially of food, are prohibited.
This is the most severe policy measure issued by Song Yang.
This is very necessary in case of food shortage.
Whether it is in class or on important occasions, Song Yang will always emphasize the importance of prohibiting extravagance and waste.
I originally thought that the people would all recognize him, but I didn't expect that Wei Nan would discover this waste of food today.
And he was also a student taught by Song Yang.
Qin Ming said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the student has no appetite today. He only ate half of the pancake he brought in the morning and couldn't finish it. It was too oily to hold in his hand, so...so..."
Song Yang did not dare to hide anything in front of Qin Ming, and told him why he wasted food.
Song Yang had a dark face and said nothing. He looked at Qin Ming for a while and then said seriously: "Do you have so much food in your house that you can't run out of food?"
"No...no..." Qin Ming replied timidly.
Fang Zhe walked up to Song Yang's ear and said:
"Your Majesty, Qin Ming's family is in good condition. There are two registered professional and technical workers. Moreover, his father has learned to hunt and can occasionally hunt some food."
"His father would often trade prey with other people's families for some food, so their family was considered a wealthy family in the city."
The food in Jiangzhou Fucheng now adopts a rationing system, and everyone can receive one kilogram of food per day.
The prey that the common people hunted and the wild vegetables that they collected did not need to be handed over to the public.
Therefore, people with strong hands-on skills gradually had surplus food at home.
The remaining materials will gradually circulate in the market.
Some were through barter, while others were through private gold and silver transactions.
After the common people's transactions, food began to favor some people.
When there is a surplus of food, waste will naturally occur.
Especially a child like Qin Ming who is seven or eight years old.
Their minds are not yet mature enough to realize the importance of food and the crisis of food shortage in Jiangzhou.
That's why food is wasted.
"If you waste food, you will be punished. Let's do this. I'll send you back to copy today's class assignment a hundred times!"
Song Yang looked at Qin Ming with a sullen face. Qin Ming wanted to copy the class homework a hundred times, so he wouldn't have any free time for two or three days.
But after Song Yang spoke, the boy didn't dare to stop. He hurriedly agreed and ran away in despair.
At the end, Wei Nan made up for it: "If I catch you again, I will beat you!"