"good!"
Zhang Shengli couldn't think of any words to express his mood at this moment.
Just one word, but it made Heizi very happy and he laughed.
"Actually, there are still a few people."
"Not enough?" Zhang Shengli looked at Heizi with some confusion: "How much do you want?"
“The more the merrier!”
Forehead!
This time, not only Zhang Shengli, but also Qu Feng on the side was dumbfounded.
Although it is good to have more soldiers, the training must be done step by step. Unlike Heizi, who has only been in less than a month and is beginning to feel that there are too few.
"It doesn't matter if there are too many people, just be good!"
Zhang Shengli patted Heizi on the shoulder and said: "You only need to train these one hundred people. You don't need to have superb archery skills. One-tenth of yours will be enough."
But Heizi kept shaking his head: "I heard it from my father when I was a child. The more people practice this, the more effective it will be."
"Your father?" Zhang Shengli was stunned for a moment.
He knew in his heart that Heizi's father was his grandfather's apprentice.
Thinking of his grandfather, Zhang Shengli became heartbroken and said to Qu Feng: "Assign him another four hundred people."
"Really that much?" Qu Feng frowned.
"What? Not enough?"
"It's not not enough. If we train 400 more people, we will lose 500 laborers. In this case, the food will be somewhat..."
Zhang Shengli frowned and looked at Heizi who looked excited: "As little as possible. Anyway, now we will add a group of people every month."
"But now we have to feed thousands of people, and the land reclamation has not started at the foot of the mountain, so there will be no food to sell to Dingli Bank."
"What if people go to open up wasteland at the foot of the mountain now?" Zhang Shengli suddenly asked.
"If we start now, we can just arrive in time for the new planting season. With the grain reserves in our hands, there will be no problem until the next harvest."
Qu Feng just stared at Zhang Shengli. Seeing that the other party was silent for a long time, he continued: "Of course, it must be under the premise of a heavy rain."
"Raining?" Cangshi shook his head: "Don't even think about it. I have been here for so many years. How many times has it rained in total?"
"Yes, if it rained frequently in Dahuang, it wouldn't be called Dahuang." Gu Hong also shook his head.
However, Qu Feng stared intently at Zhang Shengli and did not even look at the two troublemakers.
"I'll do as you say and give him hundreds of people. In addition, circle the area within ten miles to the north and allocate some to everyone. Distribute the seeds and let's open up wasteland."
"Lord, you should think twice about this."
Cangshi was anxious: "It would be okay if it was on the mountain, but in the place where birds don't poop at the foot of the mountain, let alone farming, it is very uncomfortable for the people living there, let alone within ten miles."
Zhang Shengli had no intention of answering Cang Shi's words.
Seeing that Zhang Shengli didn't answer, Cang Shi turned his attention to Tang Rou again.
"Mother, the Lord is confused about this matter. Could it be that you are also confused? You learned the formation from Mr. Qu and you know that this kind of cultivation cannot be done randomly."
Tang Rou glanced at Zhang Shengli but said nothing.
The strange behavior of several people made Fang Ying, who had just arrived, become confused.
Do it knowing you can't do it.
This is not Zhang Shengli’s style at all.
From the time she met Zhang Shengli until now, she has never seen Zhang Shengli lose a battle, not even once.
So she felt that there must be something she didn't know about.
Not only did he not know it, but probably everyone present except Tang Rou and Qu Feng didn't know it either.
You can tell just by looking at the faces of these people.
Zhang Shengli is the leader here, and his words are of no use even if everyone opposes them.
In the afternoon of the same day, Gu Xuan began to distribute the land with a look of unwillingness.
With a radius of ten miles, even if all the manpower in Dahuang Mountain were used, it would still not be able to plant it all.
But since Zhang Shengli gave the order, she could only do it.
Not only was she unwilling to give in, but even the refugees who had been allocated the money were also confused.
The land is there, it was there before it was divided, and no one cares about it. Apart from collecting some stones and digging some soil, there is almost no use for it.
Everyone got a share, and a lot.
Everyone got a seed, including the child who couldn't walk.
At this time, everyone was at a loss, unable to start with the seeds.
"Sister Ying, you and my lord came from the same place. Please tell me, it's okay for my lord to be confused, but why does Mr. Qu follow suit?"
Cangshi divided the land among everyone and registered it, and kept complaining.
"Mr. Qu is the person I admire the most besides the Lord. His character is beyond words, but this time, I really don't understand."
"Okay, I can't stop your mouth even after working hard." Gu Xuan glared at Cang Shi: "Compare yourself with the master or Mr. Qu, who is smarter?"
"Needless to say, of course it's the Lord and Mr. Qu, I'm the big one."
"In this case, what else do you have to say? Mr. Qu and the Lord have already made the decision, and this matter has already been implemented. Is it useful if you still refuse to accept it?"
"I don't understand." Cangshi had just registered a person, and then turned around and said, "Look, this person only received such a bag of seeds, and there are thousands of us. If we keep these seeds,
If you eat it by yourself, you can eat it for several days."
"But now, wouldn't it be a waste to plant them all on that wasteland?"
Fang Ying listened carefully and didn't say anything.
She just came here and is not familiar with everything here.
The only understanding of this wilderness is from Tang Rou's own words.
All she knows now is that there is no grass growing in this vast wasteland. It becomes more and more desolate as you go north. It would be extremely difficult to cultivate it.
"What if it really rains?" Fang Ying suddenly interrupted.
"Raining? Impossible. The last time it rained, it was only on our mountain. Not even a drop of water fell down the mountain."
Cangshi said: "I have stayed in this deserted mountain for more than ten years. It rains occasionally on the mountain every few years, but it has never rained below the mountain."
"It's impossible to say for sure."
"What's not sure? What if it rains? Can a drizzle solve the immediate crisis?"
Cangshi shook his head and sighed, feeling very dissatisfied.
"There is a saying in our hometown." Fang Ying smiled, looking at the long line of refugees wearing shabby clothes below, and said: "Nothing is absolute, everything is possible."
"It just sounds nice, I've never seen it anyway."
"You really haven't seen it?" Fang Ying turned to look at Cang Shi.
Cangshi scratched his head: "I've only seen him a few times."
"several times?"
"Well, once there was a fireball falling from the sky here, and the entire Great Wilderness Mountain was burned down. Only our heads were not hit by any fireball."
Hearing this, Fang Ying showed a smile: "What else?"
"Another time was the last time when a ten-thousand-strong army attacked Dahuang City. We didn't waste a single soldier, and the Lord defeated the enemy with our own strength."
Fang Ying's smile grew wider: "Since your master can perform miracles twice, why won't you trust him again?"
Chapter completed!