To the north of Yanzhou, it is the spring plowing season.
Dong County had a double bounty of wheat and beans last year, and now it's the planting season. South of the Yellow River, wherever bamboo carts are erected, for miles around, there are ant-like farmers rushing to sow the seeds.
Today, from the first day of the new year to March, the blacksmith shop in Dongacheng is filled with fireworks every day, and the craftsmen never stop.
The world is in chaos, and most of the blacksmiths and craftsmen in Kyushu are rushing to make armors and weapons. Only here, the shops are busy every day with farm tools.
The Qu Yuan Li was so sharp that it was forged by Xu Shu, Meng Jian and Commander Shi Tao as the secret of Dongjun County.
This object is not only a physical thing, but also used by the village chief and the Dongjun garrison. Some of the small details of its creation are known only to these three people below Fang Guang.
Fang Guang ordered various craftsmen to build different parts of the curved shaft plow, and then assembled them by people.
In this way, even if there are craftsmen in Dongjun who rebel against the county or are kidnapped by others, as long as it is not Xu Shu and the others, the secret of Qu Yuuli will not be known to the public.
The chemical fertilizers, curved shaft plows, and barrel carts produced by the Dongjun Workshop have now spread to the north and south of the Yellow River. Taishi Ci, who is responsible for guarding this place, has reported it to Fang Guangtong several times. Almost every day, people from Hebei are working in detail, and people from the south come to inquire about the major farming events here.
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Although Fang Guang was a veteran, he also knew that at this time, his boss had no intention of completely overturning the table with Yuan Benchu from the north.
If the history books are correct, Zang Hong will have a fierce battle with Yuan Shao sooner or later, and the north will be in chaos first.
He just wants to cut off Hu, and first get some military resources from Dongwuyang and Jizhou.
Although Fang Guang was in front of the civil and military officials of Dongjun, he looked calm and strategizing every day.
Dongjun's stalls were rolled out all of a sudden. Bamboo paper and bamboo tubes still have two months to soak. The lime mine has been mined at full capacity. Coal and iron materials have not been taken care of for the time being. The money Dongjun earned from the skyrocketing food prices has almost dried up.
Already.
Behind Fang Guang's warm and calm smile every day is the embarrassment of two lives. In his previous life, he had car loans, house loans, poverty, and in this life, he is training soldiers, farming, growing up, and still being poor.
For a while, the prefect could not find a way to make money. He wanted to refine salt. Yanzhou did not have the salt mines in Qingzhou and Yizhou.
If you want to play with white sugar, you have no sugar cane or beet seeds.
He was forced to have no choice. He couldn't let Yan'er take off the Shu brocade she had just put on and put on civilian clothes. In desperation, Fang Guang could only hold back two words, code word.
Fang Guang figured that as soon as the bamboo paper came out this summer, the subsequent letterpress printing would be seamless. Why, in his previous life, he had read so many miscellaneous books, and if he printed some and sold them to the world's rich and powerful, the income would be huge.
Today is already Fang Guangmao's third afternoon at Mancang House. All the servants at home know that when the master is meditating on the outline of a state in the house, except for his wife and several generals, even if there is a fire in the house, there will be no danger.
Don't bother me!
In the Mancang House, wooden plates, plates, and heavy bamboo slips were piled all over the floor.
Fang Guang used the brush-holding method criticized by countless people in his previous life, and stroked the brush on the bamboo slips of Wandering Dragon. The two publications that came to his mind were The Fierce Knife in the Snow and Journey to the West to Conquer the Demons.
Water Margin is inconsistent with the ethics of the Han Dynasty, and Red Mansions is too rosy. If The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is published, he will be hanged by Cao Mengde and everyone else in the world by the Yellow River.
After much deliberation, the heroic spirit in the snow and the fantasy of monsters in Journey to the West are suitable for this world.
"The demons are rampant in Shituoling, making it difficult for Buddhist scripture seekers to move forward!"
On the bamboo slips, Fang Guang murmured in his mouth, thinking hard, and wrote down the story of his past life. When his thoughts were flowing, suddenly the door of the thatched cottage was pushed open from the outside, and his wife Cai Yan entered the house with a smile on her face.
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"Yan'er, what's the matter? What's the big deal in the county? I was thinking about helping my wife get new clothes and build a mansion for my family, but my thoughts were interrupted by my wife."
Fang Guang's literary thoughts were all in vain. Although he was not angry, he came to his wife helplessly and pinched Cai Yan's cheek.
The two have been married for almost a year, and Cai Yan is still quite shy in front of Fang Guang's intimacy that goes against the times.
"Ms. sir, don't act recklessly, be careful of being seen."
"Everyone in the house knows your rules. Someone is visiting and you have to see them."
"Oh? Who is it? I guess it's the Lord. General Xiahou is here again? Or is it some Generals Cao?"
Xiahou Dun, Xia Houyuan, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, and all the key military generals in Qiao County all loved the wine and the cooking of the thatched cottage in Dongjun. They often thought of coming to Fang Guang for a drink from the south of Yanzhou in the name of urging for military supplies.
After several months of dating, even though he was not with Cao Cao, Fang Guang knew what his lord was doing from the Cao family's words.
He thought another good brother was here, but Cai Yan covered his mouth and shook his head with a smile.
"You can guess the rest of the things accurately, but you will definitely not expect the person coming today."
"It's the old lady from my lord's family. Mr. Cao has arrived, along with my lord's eldest son and my nephew. They are waiting outside the door now."
It turned out to be Cao Song, Cao Ang and Cao Anmin arrived together. This was the most devastating lineup in history. With Fang Guang in this life, the old and young men can more or less enjoy a peaceful life.
Speaking of which, the reason why I was able to enter Cao's camp and achieve great success was because I saved several people of Cao Song.
If Xun Yu's connections and backstage were countless scholars and powerful men in the world, then Cao Cao's closest relatives were obviously more affectionate towards him.
Hearing that these people had arrived, Fang Guang was overjoyed. He threw away the brush in his hand and strode to the door of the house with Cai Yan.
At a glance, in the courtyard, Cao Song, who had obviously gained a lot of weight, was looking at him with a smile along with two and a half Da Fang Guang. If they weren't Cao Cao's closest relatives and friends, who were they?
"Mr. Cao, you two young lords, if you are free today, come to my East County. I haven't seen you for a few months, Gong Cao. He looks much stronger. My lord has added a younger brother and sister. I think it will be this day!"
The only person around Cao Cao who dared to talk to Cao Song like this was his savior Fang Guang.
However, the old lady was quite like the Cao family and loved women. After hearing Fang Guang's words, not only was he not angry, but he started laughing while stroking his beard.
"Datong, I heard from Meng De that you even have Lu Bu's family members in your hands. You are Fang Guangliu!"
"Haha, I said it long ago in Juancheng. The suaveness of Datong is far better than that of the children of aristocratic families. Even if they are filial, they are probably not as good as them. Let's see, am I wrong?"
In front of the savior, the old man always acted like the old man of the Cao family, and a group of people listened and laughed together.
The two younger nephews smiled shyly, while Cai Yan sneered and took the opportunity to pinch Fang Guang.
"Last year when there was a battle in Juancheng, all the servants at home were in panic. I told you that if Yuan Rang and you are here, the city will be safe!"
"I came to Dongjun this time because I heard from Mr. Miaocai that the dishes at your home are probably more delicious than those at Chang'an Palace. I came here to taste them!"
"Also, there is someone at Mengde's place who is anxious to see you!"