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Chapter 67 Spring Ploughing

Zhu Youxiao left. He came quietly when he came, and the same was true when he was away. The only difference was that when he came, he only brought a music box that had exhausted the battery. When he arrived, he couldn't help but bring a dozen batteries, and also brought a lot of gadgets that Yang Feng gave him. These things were lighters, compass, globes, and some books such as history and basic mathematics that Yang Feng specially selected.

However, when he went back, Cao Dazhong called Yang Feng and said to him meaningfully: "Mr. Yang, our family knows that you are now in Your Majesty's eyes, but Your Majesty is far away in the capital, and you have made too many enemies in Nanjing, so I hope you can lie dormant for a while in the next period, otherwise even our family will not be able to help you."

Yang Feng laughed, "Thank you for your kindness. Your servants are just for money, so they usually don't cause trouble. But if others think that your servants are easy to bully and come to the door, they can't say it, so they have to be arrogant. And there is no more than Eunuch Cao in Nanjing? If your servants are bullied, Eunuch Cao will not sit idly by. Otherwise, if our cooperation will suffer any losses due to this matter, it will be bad for everyone. What do you think?"

"You...ah..."

Cao Dazhong's face became unstable, and Yang Feng's words hit his weakness. After several months of cooperation, Donglai Yinlou, under his name, overturned Jubaozhai, which had originally been pressed on their heads, to the ground, and was really proud. However, all this was based on the large number of mirrors and some glass products provided by Yang Feng. If something happened to Yang Feng, Donglai Yinlou would definitely be instantly knocked back to its original form. This is something that Cao Dazhong could not bear, and it was also the confidence that Yang Feng said this.

Cao Dazhong, who originally wanted to warn Yang Feng, not only did not achieve his goal, but was threatened by Yang Feng. He felt so frustrated. However, no matter who he can't get along with, he will not get along with money these days, so even if Yang Feng said it badly, he could only pinch his nose and accept it.

Yang Feng didn't have time to play tricks with people like Cao Dazhong. He knew his strengths and weaknesses very well. He would not think that he had come from modern society and regarded people of this era as fools. In his opinion, if he was playing tricks on the fly, this Cao Gong, who had fought from the deep palace, could leave him a few streets, so he simply told Cao Dazhong clearly: Don't scare me with the powerful people in Nanjing. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. If I fall down, you won't be happy. So if you still want to continue making a lot of money, you have to be nice to me, otherwise everyone will be too old to break up.

After seeing off Zhu Youxiao and his group, it was soon April 5th. This day is also the traditional Chinese spring plowing festival and the water-release festival. This day also means the official beginning of the spring plowing season.

The importance of spring farming in the farming era was beyond the imagination of later generations. On this day, Yang Feng brought Geng Bingyi, Li Ge, Cao Yingmao and other officers from all over the Thousand Houses, as well as thousands of military households and families to worship the God of the Thousand Houses Temple and hold a spring farming ceremony.

Everyone first lit incense, slaughtered chickens to worship, prayed to the gods to drive away evil and bless the smooth spring farming. Looking at the pious faces of everyone, Yang Feng suddenly understood some truths that he did not understand in the past. In a society where production materials are poor and most people have not yet gotten rid of the problem of food and clothing, the saying that people regard food as the most is the absolute truth. Looking at the thousands of years of history of China, if any dynasty cannot let most people eat, then there is no doubt that it will be not far from the destruction of this dynasty.

Not only Yang Feng understood this principle, but also the emperors of all dynasties. Therefore, on this day, more than a thousand households, all over the Ming Dynasty, both the people and the officials, held spring farming ceremony, and even the royal family held a personal farming ceremony near the farmhouse.

Yang Feng, who was engaged in spring plowing for the first time, did not understand many things. Finally, under the guidance of Li Ge, he followed Geng Bingyi to lead two buffaloes. Then the two oldest elders from Qianhu Institute helped the plow. Then the military households and all the personnel of Qianhu Institute started working with farm tools.

At this time, everyone's faces showed sincere smiles. At this time of previous years, everyone was worried about water shortage, but this year the lack of water in Yang Feng was completely changed. In these days, due to the emergence of three large water trucks, the most headache-inducing problem for military households in previous years was solved. The three large water trucks were constantly inputting river water several miles away into the canals by the river at all times. The precious river water constantly moistened the thirsty land, and finally turned the thirsty fields into the best paddy fields.

Yang Feng ordered the planting of hybrid rice he brought from modern times on those paddy fields that he had been irrigated, and he also distributed the fertilizer he brought from modern society to everyone. According to the instructions, he began to teach the military households how to fertilize. He believed that after this work, they would definitely have a bumper harvest this year. On those newly reclaimed more than 30,000 acres of wasteland, he ordered the planting of potatoes, corn and other crops. In Yang Feng's plan, after this autumn harvest, the grain of the entire thousand households would not only be self-sufficient, but also have a surplus.

After the spring plowing lasted for more than half a month, Yang Feng gathered everyone together.

"Everyone, the Japanese officials are summoning you to tell everyone that our Thousand Household Office has collected a lot of refugees over the past few days, and the number has reached more than 5,000. In this way, with the original military households of our Thousand Household Office, our Thousand Household Office now has more than 8,000 people, which is a large number of people."

Hearing this, everyone laughed. Everyone saw the development of Qianhuyuan these days. Since Yang Feng came, everyone felt that they had fallen into a honeypot. Not only could they have enough food every day, but they even had some surplus to add new clothes to their family to create some furniture. They never dreamed of such a day.

"But..." Yang Feng's words changed and his expression became a little cold. "A lot of things have happened these days. After more refugees have been gathered, the Qianhu Institution has frequently scrambled and messy things have happened. Stealing, robbing things and even belittle women have also happened frequently. Many female relatives are afraid to go out even at night. Qi Yan, as the governor of Qianhu Institution, this matter is your jurisdiction. Don't you plan to say anything to me?"
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