"Your Majesty, what can we do?"

Zhou Jian took a deep breath.

He said loudly: "I want to build warehouses and create logistics!"

"I want to spread my Dazhou granary throughout the Central Plains to ensure that every common person can receive food, charcoal, and cotton-padded clothes in time in the winter. Precise support from each state government can help the common people get through this winter to the greatest extent possible!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was stunned!

Building a warehouse is easy to understand, but what is logistics?

Horn is well-informed and is in a state of confusion at the moment. What new term is your Majesty talking about?

"Your Majesty, what is logistics?" Yang Wei had a question mark on his face.

Zhou Jian was alert and let the news slip again.

Then he explained with a calm expression: "Logistics is similar to a courier."

"It's just that I want to send various survival supplies, and the messenger is talking about letters!"

With this explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

Lin Qingshu's handsome face showed bitterness: "Your Majesty, let's not talk about anything else. If a snowstorm comes this year, what should we give as a gift?"

"The road is blocked by heavy snow, and all the horses and carriages will be useless."

"If things don't get delivered, people will die..."

As soon as he said this, everyone nodded in unison.

Zhou Jian said confidently: "Have you forgotten? A wooden ox and a flowing horse!"

Suddenly, everyone was startled.

Then I suddenly thought of the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse, which was brilliant in terms of logistics in the Central Plains War, and was created by Thirteen Niangs.

"yes!"

"How could you forget such an ingenious thing? If it were a wooden cow and a stray horse, maybe it would work!"

"As long as local and state governments can provide precise support, the deaths of people will be greatly reduced!" someone exclaimed.

But then someone else showed mercy.

"But, is it too late? In more than a month, the amount of wood, cattle and horses required will be huge!"

These words were just spoken.

From the side of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, a woman with extremely mature charm came out.

"There's enough time!"

"As long as Your Majesty needs it, give me the manpower and I can build it!"

She was the Thirteenth Niang. After their flirtation last night, Zhou Jian happened to talk about this matter, and she agreed immediately.

"Mother, is it really possible...?" Horn obviously didn't believe it and asked anxiously.

Thirteen Niang and Liu Rushi were both concubines, so it was not surprising.

"Of course, am I still joking?" Thirteenth Niang rolled her eyes, full of charm, and always retained her quaint aura, which was refreshing enough.

She thought to herself, can I support my own man?

Suddenly, everyone looked at me and I looked at you.

Finally, I slowly came to believe it.

But then, Qin Zhen walked out again.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, this is not the intention of this old minister to pour cold water on you."

"Now the transportation problem has been solved, but... where are the grain, charcoal, and cotton-padded clothes..."

"Where do these supplies come from?"

"We won the Central Plains War and harvested sky-high resources, but now we need to use them throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty. One winter will take at least two months, right?"

Suddenly, the faces of the civil and military officials who had just smiled turned dark again.

Zhou Jian also frowned deeply.

"That's a problem!"

"We can't destroy all our family assets in one winter."

"But with such a natural disaster, I can never leave the people alone. Even if it is an old farmer with no power to restrain a chicken, I am not willing to give up!"

"If we only provide relief to young adults, how will the world view me and the imperial court?"
Chapter completed!