Chapter 56

Maodong's life is both pleasant and boring. Even Zhu Zhanji runs to the workshop after class every day, saying he wants to see what sharp tools the other party has prepared.

"Husband."

Fang Xing was lying on the newly built Kang, lazily dozing off, while Zhang Shuhui just came in after handling family affairs.

"Husband!"

Seeing Fang Xing's appearance, Zhang Shuhui could not help stamping lotus feet and said angrily, "husband, I have something to say to you."

Fang Xing didn't even want to open his eyes. "Tell me, I'm listening."

Zhang Shuhui took out a piece of paper and said with a sad face, "I'm afraid the grain reserves of the farmers will not be enough for next year's wheat harvest."

Fang woke up and thought of the climate and crops in the north. He said reluctantly, "in this climate, unless you plant high-yield crops, the days must be tight."

Zhang Shuhui deeply thought that at this time, in the north of Daming, those small landlords were very difficult. They ate meat, not to mention the farmers.

Therefore, why can Fang Xing get the support from the top and bottom of Fang's village? If there is no other, he is willing to give food.

Nowadays, people have low desire to eat. It's a prosperous time to go out and have a clothes that can cover their bodies.

So in the slack season, those farmers will go to the mountains to find some alternative grain in order to last until the next year's wheat harvest.

So the north is vast and sparsely populated, which is why there is not enough food.

However, the fields around Peiping mansion are good, at least more than those outside the pass.

Fang woke up and asked, "do we have enough food in our family?"

After the wheat harvest, the first thing is to pay the owner's rent, and then the rest is the family's one-year rations.

Speaking of this, Zhang Shuhui's sad face disappeared: "enough. I just went to see it yesterday. At least it's enough for our family to eat for many years."

Small landlords these days have the habit of storing grain, that is, they are afraid of natural and man-made disasters.

Fang woke up and opened his eyes. He said strangely, "what are you worried about? We'll have food according to human hair."

"There is such a!"

Zhang Shuhui shook her head and said, "my food is mine. There is no reason to give it to others without reason!"

A woman without compassion!

Fang Xing sat up and was about to criticize, but Zhang Shuhui said positively, "husband, this is the way of the world. If our family starts this way, it will inevitably be pointed at by thousands of people in the future."

"Really?"

Fang woke up a little dizzy. After thinking carefully, he found that this is the current hidden rule. If anyone breaks this rule, everyone will attack it.

But you can't eat and drink spicy by yourself. Watch the farmers hungry.

This is a big problem!

Fang woke up sleepless and pulled Zhang Shuhui over, hugging her and discussing ways.

The room was very warm. Zhang Shuhui's face was excited by the heat and looked pink. Fang woke up and forgot his business.

"Husband, I think we can make porridge."

Zhang Shuhui thought it was a good idea, so she turned to discuss the details. But as soon as she looked back, she saw a pair of hot eyes.

"Oh! Husband, no, it's still broad daylight!"

"Never mind. It's cloudy... Nothing. We have to keep our bodies warm."

“……”

"People from all families! Young master, I have something to tell you!"

When it was cold, the servants were left to deliver the message, so there were shouts everywhere in the Fang family village.

The farmers of Maodong came out. They gathered outside the main house and listened to their young master's guidance.

Fang woke up and coughed. Seeing that most of the people's faces were still healthy, he said, "I'm calling you today for nothing else. I just think it's too loose. I'll find you a job."

The farmers below are happy as soon as they hear it. This winter's nest is at home. The whole family is consuming food, and they still can't get in and out. Even the head of the family has a lot of temper.

Just a few old men are muttering, thinking about what work they can do in this winter!

Regardless of the following reaction, Fang Xing said to himself: "I always feel that there is something missing in our villa. Think about it carefully. It turns out that there is a lack of planning!"

"Planning? What's that?"

At that moment, some people felt that Fang Xing didn't understand what he said. They were preparing to ask questions, but they were kicked by the housekeeper.

"Young master, be honest!"

Fang Xing continued, "I have a look. One person from each family can take turns. We can give the whole stone land near the river in our village. We don't grow food. We dig ponds to grow lotus roots and raise fish."

As soon as Fang woke up, everyone couldn't speak. Looking at him was like seeing a fool.

Finally, an old man came out. First he was ready to kneel down, but Fang woke up and drank. Then he said shakily: "young master, there is a river beside our Chuang Tzu. There is no shortage of fish! And the work of digging the pond is not easy. I'm afraid we can't finish it in a winter!"

Digging ponds in winter is a big taboo. First, the soil is hard and difficult to dig; Secondly, the efficiency of work in winter is not high, which blinds the grain.

But Fang woke up and shouted, "I know what you said, but I'm sure to dig this pond young master."

Well, you are a young master has the final say.

Everyone was silent. They just thought whether their young master had really become stupid. Will there be a good day for everyone in the future.

Fang Xing, regardless of 3721, said, "each family gives a labor force and two kilograms of flour a day. That's it!"

"The young master is crazy!"

Fang's family village is spreading the news that Fang is awake and crazy, and people are terrified.

Next, fangjiazhuang became a big construction site. People came and went by the river every day, digging and transporting soil, but the atmosphere was a little dull.

"Brother Dehua, why don't you wait until summer?"

Zhu Zhanji advised with a smile.

Eagle eyed Ma Su, who was carrying a shovel, said: "teacher, are you deliberate?"

Fang woke up with a smile, touched Ma Su's head with satisfaction, and then despised Zhu Zhanji.

"You still know the intention of being a teacher! Unlike some people, they are heartless and heartless."

Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said, "I'm wrong, but brother Dehua, don't you know the disadvantages of breaking ground in the north in winter?"

Fang woke up and said, "I don't know. I also know that in order to start the soil in winter, I had to burn the soil with firewood first."

"Then you still..."

Zhu Zhanji was relieved at last - he was not stupid!

Fang Xing said proudly, "this winter, I want to do something, but I'm afraid of taboos, but the farmers' food is tight, so I just find an excuse to send food!"

what the fuck! Is that okay?

Zhu Zhanji felt that his IQ had been refreshed again.

Masu bowed and said, "the teacher is merciful."

Seeing that neither of them understood the true meaning, Fang woke up and sat beside the ridge with them, telling them his intention.

"I can't give them food for nothing, can I?"

Zhu Zhanji nodded.

"Then it's over!"

Fang Xing's eyes were far-reaching and said, "from a small point of view, this is similar to disaster relief. From a large point of view..."

"Taishun, if there is a disaster somewhere and you go to relieve the disaster, what would you do?"