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"There are so many fertile lands, why have you fought with those mud-legged refugee troops for so many years?"

Behind him, more people rushed down the hillside excitedly. Although everyone came to this distant and strange continent for the yellow orange gold, but in this era, who is not Peng's son and grandson?Follow the neck, regardless of the little Japan from the Japanese island, the big pancake face from the peninsula, or the son of a chivalrous man from the North China Plain, or a rogue in the market, they all inserted their hands into the wet ground, and finally lifted the soil high stand up.

There are too many resources here, not to mention the bison herd that is close at hand, but not far to the south, there is the famous salmon river on the Pacific coast. It is just spring, and the newly grown salmon are wagging their tails and returning to the sea leisurely. Go, catch a net, at least a dozen or twenty fat salmon can’t run away. On the mountain and in the dense jungle, spring mushrooms and all kinds of wild vegetables are also vigorously spitting out their buds and stretching their arms. It’s like a fish in water here. With the basket in hand, Han Xiaomo led a group of women into the woods like a pony pony.

The fresh and tender salmon is roasted on the fire with crackling oil, and the bison hunted on the spot with a musket is directly peeled into the pot and stewed with mushrooms and wild vegetables. A few miles away, next to Mount Rainier, more than 1000 gold diggers filled their stomachs, but here, more than 3000 people casually made a full meal. Of course, the staple food was steamed buns provided by Mao Xingjian.

At the bottom of the mountain, the big guys are eating in full swing. On the uphill, Mao Xingjian is also studying there with a map. Even though he has a cold personality, looking at the cowhide maps painted these days, he still can't help but hold his hand. Trembling slightly, this is the first city he built, and it is also the first city built according to his philosophy of governing the country and his Confucian dream. One can imagine how important this place is to him, the prince!

However, just as Mao Xingjian was in a trance, a disturbed shout interrupted his contemplation again, causing the crown prince to raise his head impatiently.

His boots were full of mud and he hadn't eaten any food. Song Yongzhong was panting and hurried up the hillside.

"My lord, I have investigated this area. Seventeen li along the Hebei River, there is a shoal for crossing the river. We need to build a fort on the shoal. Once there are Sioux people, or people with open noses and black feet crossing the river, we will You can quickly implement fire suppression..."

"Not urgent!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mao Xingjian waved his hand impatiently and interrupted his words.

Chapter 778. Prince Snake City

After being excited, I worked hard with all my heart.

I am really grateful to Chen Jiao. First of all, the eight geologists she sent came in handy here. On a flat hill not far from the intersection of the Rocky Mountains and the Snake River Plain, I chose a city for him to build. Without them, Mao Xingjian would be blind to where to build a city.

Don't underestimate the art of geomantic omen handed down by your ancestors. Although their method of observing the wind and tasting the wind, even in the era before Mao Jue traveled, there is still no reasonable scientific explanation. Buildings can always be preserved for hundreds of thousands of years, the most famous of which is the construction of Yuan Dadu.

At that time, the presiding officials took Fengshui to firmly envelop the capital of the Yuan Dynasty as the enveloping pan, double the bell mountain, and the place where the tiger dominates the dragon!Kona Emperor Qianqiu great cause!Regardless of this great cause for thousands of years, later generations of geologists have found that the entire metropolis was built on the geologically stable zone between the North China Plain and the Yanshan Mountains. There are no earthquakes and floods to disturb. Apart from political factors, it is really possible to build a city here. For generations to come.

These geomantic occupants selected the place for Mao Xingjian because of the stable zone between the alluvial plain and the Rocky Mountains. The terrain is higher than the plain. Even if the Snake River floods, there is no need to worry about flooding into the city, and the geological structure is stable. , there is also no worry about earthquakes, and it is also a place with mountains and rivers behind, gathering wind and storing energy. In short, Mao Xingjian, who sings all kinds of Fengshui, can't keep the corners of his mouth upward.

Snake City!

On the one hand, the city was built on the Snake River Plain, and it was named after the place. On the other hand, the snake is a small dragon, and it can turn itself into a big dragon if it is fruitful in cultivation. Well, if you don't disobey the great dragon Mao Jue, you can kill two birds with one stone.

It's just that although the name has been set, the city actually remains on the drawing. After choosing the small mountain bag, Mao Xingjian ordered people to measure out a neat checkerboard with a rope, and each family was divided into about 400 square meters. However, these immigrants only had time to build a simple log cabin of a few square meters with the wood cut from Baoshihai, and all of them went to the ground.

Now it's mid-March, so it's already a bit late for farming, and the fertile irrigated land by the river hasn't been cultivated yet, so there's a lot of work to do!

On March [-]th, the work of immigrants from Ming Dynasty to reclaim this virgin land officially began. Thanks to Mao Xingjian's foresight, more than [-] bison were domesticated in more than three months. These heavy big guys were first driven to the river. , acted as a meat weeder, ate the green grass growing on the fertile river bank, and then put it on the plow bought at the port of Xinghaizi, and was pushed out of the field.

There is no land allocation yet, and there is no need for your family to use the cattle first, and then my family will use them later. A group of cattle pulled the iron plows and rolled them to the east in a row. Under the pressure, deep scars were left on the ground. After being dragged back and forth like this, it took only five or six days, suitable for planting, and the soft, irrigated land was plowed out of its embryonic form.

Since everything is newly built, there is not much desire to possess these fields now, and there is harmony when the land is divided. Basically, Mao Xingjian draws on the map, and it quickly belongs to Zhao Qiansun Li Toyota Honda Honda Mazda At home, even if there is one piece more or one piece less, no one cares about it. At this moment, the big guy is so suffocated that he will plant good food this year and stock up enough food next year so that he can dig gold mines. In two days, more than three thousand One hundred people, eight hundred households, and each household's [-] mu of land are also clearly divided.

At this time, the carpenter sent by Chen Jiao came in handy again.

On the bank of the river, amidst the roars of more than 100 old cows and the gnashing of teeth of more than [-] men, under the fearful and awe-inspiring eyes of Su Luktata, a heavy wooden guy with a height of six or seven meters and a weight of one or two tons slowed down. Slowly stood up in the rushing Snake River.

In Huaxia agriculture, a big guy who plays a pivotal role, the waterwheel!

Under the driving force of the river water, the huge and heavy waterwheel, which is as big as a wheel, creaked and turned. The water bucket in front was filled with the clear water of the Snake River with the water flow. When the waterwheel turned to the other side, the water bucket Naturally tilted, the river water was poured out again, and along the built wooden trough, the condescending flow pond entered the long-dug reservoir.

On the other side, as soon as the gate of the reservoir was opened, the rushing water flowed briskly into the paddy fields of each family along the ditches and ditches that were hardened at the end of the day. Ten shiny "mirrors" come.

At this time, the craftsmen sent by Chen Jiao came in handy again. Twenty days ago, they sowed the rice seeds early in Baoshihai Town. At this time, the rice seeds had grown lush and green. As depicted in the movie, each farmer, carrying a basket on his back, bent down diligently, one by one neatly inserting the rotten seedlings in the ground like lowercase letters, and with the wind blowing in the river, The green seedlings bent slightly, dancing with the wind, making people's hearts tremble.

Now Mao Xingjian's dream is half completed. These desperadoes who came to the New World to make a fortune were persuaded by him to become farmers. He is the most famous among the gold diggers, and Chief Jia is the twenty or so scholars sent to him by the Chen family. The most primitive production organization structure in China has been completely copied by him in this foreign land.

The rural pastoral songs idealized by Confucian scholar-bureaucrats, mulberry fields and rice fields, are now half completed by him.

But it would be nice if there wasn't a black-faced officer chattering in his ears while he was intoxicated!

"My lord, Zidu once said: If you don't teach the people how to fight, you are abandoning them! If you don't teach the people how to fight, you are tantamount to abandoning them! Now you have spread to the mouth of the barbarians, and you are surrounded by the barbarians. If you don't organize the strong men to prepare fortifications, in the eyes of the subordinate officials, it is too dangerous!"

Not to mention, when Song Heizi had become more literary, he actually aroused the Analects of Confucius to persuade himself, but Mao Xingjian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master Song, if you don't teach the people to fight, you are abandoning them! What Confucius meant was to drive the untrained people to fight, which is tantamount to abandoning them!"

"That's right! Prince, do you mean something! If you don't train a defensive force now, when these native barbarians come to attack, you will abandon the entire Baoshihai Town!"

The neck was as thick as a neck. Song Yongzhong slapped his thigh and said as it should, but Mao Xingjian choked to death with one sentence. He, a prince who has read a lot of poetry and books, actually let a rough warrior It's really embarrassing to be turned against the general.

However, he was really not in the mood to argue with this martial artist, so Mao Xingjian simply tilted his head, and asked Su Luketa, who was looking at those immigrants who were plowing the fields, looking at him in disbelief.

"Xiao Su, what do you Su tribes do every spring?"

Now, this unexpected prince of the small Sioux tribe can speak Nanjing Mandarin very fluently, and basic communication is basically unimpeded. He is still obsessed with looking at the waterwheel that is gurgling beside the river, and he said without thinking.

"In spring, find a field and burn all the grass. Ladies, plant Anchaye! Plant corn! Without corn, you will be hungry in winter!"

"Men, hunt nearby, too close, can't hunt anything!"

"Have you heard, Mr. Song, people have to farm too! After the spring plowing is over, the lonely king will send another 100 people to train you to be guards. What do you think?"

"Prince, they are women farming, and the men are still idle! Besides, how can 100 people be enough!"

With an ugly face, Song Yongzhong still yelled anxiously, but at this moment, the same anxious yell suddenly came from a distance.

"Prince, something happened!"

Seeing Chen Zao rushing over with a face full of anxiety, Mao Xingjian simply nodded helplessly: "At that time, the lonely Black Pearl Guard will also be under your command! That's it! I have other things to do!"

"Prince Prince!"

He still wanted to persuade him, but Mao Xingjian hurriedly ran towards the direction where Chen Zao was yelling, and stared at his back with a dumbfounded look. Song Yongzhong finally slapped his thigh helplessly, and when he turned around, he also slapped impatiently. Order: "The scope of investigation is set to a hundred miles south of the Snake River, on the edge of the great desert. We must find out the movements of the natives!"

"Sign up and obey!"

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On the other side, the crude barn on the edge of Snake City, similar to that of primitive tribes, really had some serious events. Rows of strong North American bullocks suddenly fell down five or six of them, and some of them fell down. Foaming, some eyes can't be opened, anyway, they just can't stand up.

As for the one who fell down, if you look closely, its thick hooves are also twitching, and it has completely lost the bullish temper it used to have when it kicked.

Fortunately, Chen Jiao loves her son dearly, and the people she sent here are comprehensive enough. There is also a blind horseman squatting there smoking.

Why was the slaughter of cattle not allowed in all dynasties?The role of cattle in the farming society is too great, and farming with cattle and farming without cattle are two different things!What's more, he transported Chen Jiao's precious supplies from Baoshihai Town to Snake City little by little, and relied on this school to transport them. There was something wrong with these big guys, and Mao Xingjian's heart was really twitching when he saw it. Hurry up and come over.

"What's the matter? Why did this school suddenly get sick? Where's Nangong Bingwen? Didn't Gu order him to take good care of the cattle!"

"Your Highness, don't blame Mr. Nangong, this school is not sick, but tired!"

Mao Xingjian couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief when he heard the horseman's prairie-like words. It's no wonder that recently, pulling carts and plowing in the spring, these cows are so tired that they are just like his grandson. Let these animals rest for a while, and then go to Gem Sea Town to pull things!

But before the crown prince was relieved, the old stable boy's slow words made him gasp again.

"However, according to the crown prince's raising method, it won't be long before this herd of cows will die!"