Among them, the former is just that. The mountains of meat are piled up in the army and cannot be seen by outsiders.
However, the food produced by the dew was directly delivered to the homes of many mountain people.
Of course, this grain is not corn, but sweet potatoes.
This sweet potato was not originally a product of the land of China, but many years ago, a Taoist man traveled to the bad lands outside China and discovered this miraculous crop in the bad lands.
This kind of crop only needs to be planted in the soil, and it will spread in a short time without much care.
It's just that this plant is more suitable for planting in places with hot climate. If the climate is suitable, the yield can be 800 kilograms per mu. However, it requires high soil fertility, and it is easy to turn good land into waste.
However, the climate in the mountainous area is not suitable. If care is taken carefully, the yield per mu can be about 500 jins. Otherwise, one acre of land can only yield 200 jins.
In the eyes of people of this era, this kind of situation is caused by the incompatibility of earth energy.
In fact, this is a simple climate problem, plus the pH of the land is not suitable.
In this case, the sweet potatoes that grow are as slender as tree roots.
It doesn't taste good, has little nutrition, and is difficult to grow.
However, he used Taoism and chemistry to refine a low-quality fertilizer, which made up for some of the shortcomings.
As for farming, even if the climate is a little different, as long as there is enough fertilizer, you can still achieve high yields.
As for sweet potatoes, in the real world, after improved varieties and high-quality fertilizers, the yield per mu can reach up to 8,000 kilograms. In a laboratory environment, it can even exceed 10,000 kilograms. Compared with the lower limit, it is a full fifty times.
yield gap.
Of course, today's seeds have not been improved. In this era, the chemical fertilizers produced are also inferior fertilizers. Fortunately, this mountainous land was burned for the first time, and the land itself is very fertile, which allowed the yield per mu to reach
Three thousand catties.
This yield, in modern times, would undoubtedly be considered a bad harvest, causing growers to lose money.
But in this era, with an output of three thousand kilograms, if Zhao Cheng hadn't just started, his people would probably have thought of dressing Zhao Cheng in dragon robes and carrying him to the throne.
If this is not destiny, then what else is destiny?!
During the autumn harvest, the entire army harvested grain together. No matter whether they were new soldiers or veterans, they all carried baskets of sweet potatoes into the warehouse with red eyes.
And this was not the end. After the autumn harvest, Ying Tianjun distributed winter supplements to all new recruits, including three hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes per person, to provide for the recruits' families during the winter.
Winter in the mountains is very cruel. Although there is no exploitation by the government in the mountains, the fertile land in the mountains is limited. Every winter, many people freeze to death and starve to death.
When the recruits dragged the food back to the village with red eyes, they were undoubtedly full of persuasion when they talked about things in the army.
Words may be empty, but food is real.
Moreover, the sweet potatoes brought back by the recruits were not inferior grains grown in the village, which were as thin as tree roots. Instead, they were plump and plump.
If this is all false, what else can be true in this world?!
At this moment, there was no doubt that no one could respond to the fate of General Tian.
And after this matter was completely fermented, an even more shocking news came out, that is, as long as the villagers are willing to believe in Huang Tian, they can obtain the dew given by Huang Tian.
As for after believing in Huang Tian, General Ying Tian will not interfere in the affairs of the village, but will appoint people in the village to become Huang Angels, who will be responsible for the distribution of Tianlu.
As soon as this news came out, if anyone objected, it would undoubtedly be a true "regression".
After all, for the mountain people, it doesn't really matter who they believe in, not to mention that the Yellow Angels are not outsiders, and not only do they not need to pay taxes, but they also bring dew from the gods.
For mountain people, food is life!
Anyone who doesn't let them get more food will kill them!
Of course they didn't know that what Zhao Cheng wanted was not their food, but their anger.
As far as Qi is concerned, as long as the rule is recognized, the Qi will come rolling in, but there is a difference in the amount.
Feng Shi naturally didn't know this. He only knew that General Yingtian had a destiny, just like the protagonist in the stories the Taoist told him when he was a child.
A few hours later, Feng Shi and his group were finally brought into the military camp.
The military camp on the mountainside is neat and spacious. The wooden houses are widely separated and very neat. Between the houses, even in broad daylight, the fire in the basin is burning red, which makes
At a glance, one can feel an invisible aura.
It can be said that the gap between the elite and the stragglers was revealed all at once.
As for Feng Shi, he thought of some things the old Taoist taught him when he was young. According to what the old Taoist taught him, such an environment is to nourish Qi and nourish the fire evil Qi of the army.
People have Qi, so they can survive; armies have Qi, so they can be invincible!
The scene in front of him immediately gave Feng Shi more confidence.
Since we have just reported, we just let these new recruits rest.
Until the next morning, when the sky was slightly bright, there was a rapid sound of gongs, waking everyone up, and a new day began!
At night, Feng Shi had already imagined various training situations for the next day, but the reality was completely different from what he imagined.
After lining up, they did not train directly. Instead, they entered a very spacious wooden house under the leadership of an old soldier.
In the wooden house, there are several fire pots, which not only illuminate the house clearly, but also dispel the severe cold.
After that, everyone ate the hot sweet potatoes and drank enough hot water, and then class started.
The person attending the class did not dress like a soldier, but looked like a scribe. The person first glanced around and then said: "I am a Taoist officer in the army. The so-called Taoist officer is a person who preaches and resolves doubts."
"I have a few questions for you."
"The first question is, who do you think can lead us to victory in this world?!"
As soon as these words came out, the already quiet air immediately became even quieter.
After a few breaths passed, Feng Shi was the first to speak, his eyes a little fanatical: "Only General, General Yingtian!"
"That's right, only General Yingtian!"
"Do you know what our Yingtian army encountered before?!"
"The predecessor of Ying Tianjun was Huang Tianjun..."
"At the time of crisis, General Ying Tian was in a desperate situation with only fifty remnants around him. However, one day later, he killed the enemy general and reversed the situation. He then summoned the remnants in a short period of time.
…”
The Taoist official explained everything in detail.
"So, please answer me again, who can lead us to victory?!"
This time, the twenty recruits in the wooden house shouted at the same time: "General Yingtian!"
"Very good, now let's move on to the second question, what exactly are we fighting for..."