Beiyang new warlord

"I"

The yelling was fierce, but Su Yi was still kind-hearted, if she really wanted to yell and kill, the girl softened, and put the two green onion fingers together.

"The soaking in the pig cage is too, too cruel. At worst, we should drive her out of the mansion, so that's fine, right?"

"Tsk tsk, she is a weak woman. She is helpless in the land of tigers and wolves on the border of our Tieshan Mountain. She is really worse than death. She is alone, raped, starved, and even sold to the public. In the kiln, they are all light, but now outside, there are starvation everywhere, and her delicate skin and tender flesh may be eaten alive."

Deliberately looking perverted, with eyes squinted and canine teeth shining, Mao Jue gestured sinisterly.

"That hand was hung up high, next to the pot, with a knife to shave off the tender flesh, threw it into the pot, and then was eaten by scruffy men with unshaven beards and hideous faces! Really worthy of it! It's my plain clothes that are poisonous enough, I'm going to vent my anger on the young master!"

"I, how can I be so vicious! Master, Su Yi"

This girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, she almost cried.Seeing that the girl looked embarrassed, and hugged her in his arms, Mao Jue stopped teasing her, but stroked her little head, and turned to the kid with kidney deficiency who had eaten a mouthful of dog food, his face full of resentment, his brows slightly Tighten up.

"Brother Qian, did you tell this foreign girl about Mao's plan to plant these Xifan crops?"

"Of course!"

Winking, Qian Zeng yelled sadly.

"Brother Mao, you were dissatisfied just now, so I don't need to give you a few more words, who knows?"

"Okay, Mao knows it all!"

After waving his hand, Mao Jue showed a relaxed smile.

"Brother Qian, you are a guest from afar. Our Tieshan Mountain is barren, and there is still a banquet for Brother Qian. Su Yi, go get some silver. Didn't Wang Yuanwai invite me to his drunken red building a few days ago? Let's go today Let’s talk about business by the way!”

Hearing this, Qian Zeng was really relieved, as if he had taken a reassurance, he showed a comfortable smile.

"Where do you still use Brother Mao to pay for money? Isn't this looking down on someone like me? I invite you! I invite you!"

"As a landlord, don't talk nonsense with me, let's go!"

"Please!"

The mood really relaxed a lot, followed by this guy hooking his shoulders, Mao Jue staggered out of the gate, and in the plain-clothed courtyard where two index fingers were still entangled, there was also the sound of clanging shovels non-stop.

A seed of hope planted its roots on the bloody land of Liaodong decades earlier

Chapter 56. The beginning of mass production movement

Three days passed in a flash, Tieshan was still in a mess, but fewer and fewer people died of starvation, and finally died.Mao Wenlong gave Mao Jue 2 shi of military rations. If he raised [-] troops, it would be enough for the autumn harvest next year, but if he raised more than [-] soldiers and civilians, he would not be able to last for a few months. There are also soldiers carrying buckets of corn and wheat noodles to distribute porridge, at least ensuring that one person has two meals a day.

A few days ago, the Battle of Moon Valley showed Mao Jue's prestige, and the big guys were afraid of him, but this time, Mao Jue showed his benevolence and righteousness, which made people truly grateful, and many people appreciated it. While eating the hot porridge, he had to pay respects to the general's yamen twice, which made Su Yi smile sweetly every day.

This is called buying people's hearts.

However, Mao Jue took the rations that should have been supplied to the army as favors. Except that he had less than 2000 troops under his command, regardless of He Momo, Zhao Cheng, Zhao Yong or Tian Tao, he didn't see a single millet.

Among them, Zhao Cheng and the two brothers can still bear it. Their defense area is in Tieshan Peninsula, hiding behind Tieshan City, and they still have tens of thousands of mu of wheat and stored grain.But seeing the bright yellow corn being fed to the common people, Tian Tao and He Momo, the military leaders in the defense zone north of Tieshan City, became more and more restless.

But Mao Jue didn't care about them at all.

On the morning of the fourth day, the East Courtyard behind the Zongbing Yamen.

Wen Meng, Pang Pang Hai, Shen Rong, Liu Chong, and Su Changmei all arrived. They took half a boatload of ginseng and mink furs. The young man with kidney deficiency who had already seen the bright future was also looking at the excitement.

Following behind Mao Jue, Su Yi was tangled up pointing at a pair of index fingers, if this foreign girl didn't fulfill the young master's request, she was kicked out of the mansion by herself, and was finally eaten by the villain, that would be too cruel.

Or, leave her behind?At worst, send her to wash clothes and cook, make her dirty all day long, the young master will definitely not take a fancy to her!

Thinking about it, Su Yi nodded her head seriously.

To be honest, Mao Jue said he didn't care, but he was actually quite nervous. Although the money could be found the first time, he could get it the second time. The number of these sweet potatoes and corn is really quite a lot, enough to cause a disaster once.But the farming season was missed by a year. There is no national logistics these days. Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shanghai, and Northeast China can arrive in three days. If this foreign girl is really arrogant, it will really delay him a lot.

What's more, Qian Zeng didn't plan to return to Jiangnan this winter. The ginseng market in Jiangnan has been going up all the way recently. Now that he has caught Mao Jue's line, he naturally has to collect a lot of money.What's more, there is probably Master Fan's investment on the other side. In order not to be chopped up by investors when he goes back, it is impossible for this guy to go to Jiangnan again with an empty boat for him.

Fortunately, this foreign girl is smart enough. From Qian Zeng's reminder, I learned that Mao Jue's most important thing is her planting ability, not her appearance, otherwise she would not have just played a pipa and half-hidden her face, and her tone So arrogant, dare to deliberately sarcasm Mao Jue. These are all to emphasize her importance. Compared with Mao Jue, this girl has no way out. Her entire wealth is on this batch of seeds.

Today I also took the time to focus on dressing up. Mao Jue could clearly see that she used pink to cover up her dark circles. Although it was still the same pleated skirt, it was already a very formal dress from the perspective of Westerners. Yes, she deliberately dressed herself up to look shrewd and capable.

"I have seen the master!"

Facing a group of generals who were quite mysterious and unreasonable, the girl held up her skirt in a well-regulated way and gave a blessing.

"How about Ben's going to get the seed?"

No nonsense, Mao Jue went straight to the point, but this girl was even more straightforward, holding up the corner of her skirt to let open the gate of the small courtyard, and made a gesture of invitation.

Not to mention, Qian Zeng recommended this girl as a master gardener, and he really wasn't bragging. The small yard that was bare three days ago, took advantage of the last warmth, and it was covered with a layer of greenery. Li climbed onto the shelf supported by the side, and the potato field in the corner of the wall also burst into lush greenery.

It turns out that this thing doesn’t have to be buried in its entirety. A budding potato and sweet potato has to be divided into many pieces and planted separately so that it can survive. If it is responsible, many seedlings will grab a piece of nutrition, but everyone will starve to death.

Near the most sunny place, the original green fruits of a few tomatoes that had been moved from the south of the Yangtze River have turned red, which is really gratifying, and some of the small leaves are actually peanuts.

"Where's the corn!"

"Go back to the master, indoors."

The weather in Liaodong still had some impact on these friends who came from afar. In the yard, we could see traces of burning grass mats and fire buckets. As for the corn related to Mao Jue, they were simply put in the house. There was a hot air, and everything in the house had been emptied, and the large dustpan for silkworm rearing was covered with a thin layer of soil, and the young buds of the corn could be vaguely seen.

"How long will it take to plant seeds?"

It's a bit similar to the breeding farms seen on TV in the later generations. This room is densely packed, and it is estimated that tens of thousands of acres of land can be planted. Mao Jue nodded in satisfaction after watching it.

The grand master who will serve in the future is satisfied, and the foreign girl is also secretly relieved, her speech speed has slowed down, and she replied with a little ease.

"If you go back to the master, you can raise it for another seven or eight days before you can go to the ground, but"

After hesitating for a while, she continued to speak truthfully.

"It's bitterly cold in Liaodong, and it's too late to go to the fields now. I really don't know if I can complete the mature harvest in the cold winter."

These words are true, and they are based on Mao Jue's worries. Corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes were sown in autumn and winter in his era. They were planted in mid-July and harvested in November, but that was After so many generations of selection of cold-resistant corn, these guys are still from the Americas and have not been improved for a few generations. He is really not sure whether they can withstand the heavy snowstorm in the Northeast.

Moreover, this era is the Little Ice Age, which is colder than its contemporaries.

It's a pity that Mao Jue has no way out. His food is limited, and he can eat it until December of this year at most. Unless it is a last resort, he can no longer speak like Mao Wenlong. After a few months, the weather will get colder, and the sea fishery will also start. Stepping into difficulties, or even failure, he can only take a gamble, betting whether God will give him this way of survival.

If he wins the bet, the bicycle will be transformed into a car, and everyone will be full, his position as a general in this iron mountain will also become as hard as iron. If he loses the bet, there may be a famine in the cold winter months, but Mao Jue still had a chance to turn things around. After thinking it over, Mao Jue gritted his teeth and nodded.

"You continue to grow the seeds, these days will be enough"

"Wait, where's the tobacco!"

Mao Jue's words were interrupted suddenly by a male duck's voice, and in his astonishment, Qian Zeng, the son of kidney deficiency, walked to the front triumphantly, and said with arms folded.