I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Just call Ming Changhong.

This is not a difficult task. What Zhengzhou is thinking about now is whether it is worth doing it for the sake of Kushan City.

Whether the cultivation of potatoes and corn needs to be handed over to the farmers.

The most important thing is that he hasn't had any direct communication with the farmer until now, so that's why he came up with this idea.

At the same time, in the prefect's mansion of Kushan City, Zhou Run looked worried. In front of him sat a middle-aged man in linen clothes. Although he was not very old, his face was full of wrinkles, and he had vicissitudes that did not match his age.

"Master Xu, what can you do about this drought?" Zhou Run asked softly.

It is hard to imagine that this vicissitudes of the middle-aged man is the contemporary chapter authority of the peasant family, and he is also one of the many sect masters of various schools of thought.

Compared with the public loser of the public loser, and Zou Qin of the Yin Yang family, he is not like a sect master. The vicissitudes of life are no different from ordinary farmers. .

"No, if the situation is normal, you can plant other crops for a while."

"But the current situation is completely different from ordinary droughts. This may be a drought caused by the decline of the Golden Dragon of National Luck. Even I can't say how long it will last."

Xu Ming said.

Zhou Run snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it's Xinchao's fault again. Sooner or later, I will destroy this group of idiots!"

Xu Ming couldn't stop shaking his head, this incident has nothing to do with Xinchao, to put it bluntly, it was caused by Da Song Taizuo.

But Zhou Run wishfully blamed Xinchao for all the reasons for this incident.

However, Zhou Run was also a fan of the Song Dynasty, so Xu Ming didn't dare to defend the new dynasty.

"Is there anything the Yin-Yang family can do about this?" Zhou Run suddenly thought.

Xu Ming continued to shake his head: "They can only calculate, they don't know how to ask for rain. I heard that the Yantian Sect in the northwest has a way to ask for rain, but how can they help us?!"

"Besides, it's a long way to go to the northwest, and Yan Tianzong's dragon can't see the end, so it's useless for you to go!"

Zhou Run's face was livid: "Then what should we do?"

Xu Ming sighed: "It would be great if there is a drought-tolerant crop. I have been searching for so many years, but I haven't found any crops. Some plants are not suitable for planting even though they are drought-resistant. Alas, this is the end of the day. ah!"

Chapter 205

Zhou Run remained silent.

If you really want to say, there is really no way.

As long as they can surrender to the new dynasty, they will definitely send a lot of food in return, which is definitely enough for Kushan City to tide over the difficulties, but he just can't get over the hurdle in his heart. He always feels that he is a member of the Great Song Dynasty and should not Submit to the new dynasty.

Xu Ming also knew Zhou Run's careful thoughts, so he didn't say any more.

Then Zhou Run asked again: "How long can the food reserves in the city last?"

Xu Ming said: "At most three months!"

"Is it enough to make a crop of grain mature?"

Xu Mingdao: "How is it possible? How can it be possible to mature every four or five months?"

"Let me make it clear to you. I've seen what it looks like when it's drought and starvation. When people are hungry and crazy, they can do anything. The seeds stored in the city must not be kept!"

In times of drought and hunger, anyone can do such things as eating seeds and bark.

Only when these things are done will the phenomenon of cannibalism appear.

"Otherwise, some of these grains will survive temporarily until the next crop of grains is mature, and the rest... just give up." Zhou Run was heartbroken. He is a prefect who loves the people like a son, but in this kind of Under such circumstances, he had to make this kind of decision. If he could choose, he would definitely not make such a decision.

Xu Ming sighed: "That's the only way."

"Ugh."

The two sighed, and they both lamented in their hearts why none of the crops could endure the drought.

They don't need to grow rice and wheat.

But wheat is not a very drought-tolerant crop. Nowadays, all methods have been exhausted. If the situation still cannot be improved, then we can only think of other methods.

It is not impossible to sacrifice a group of people for this.

At the same time, Zhengzhou, who was wandering blindly in Kushan City, brought Wang Shouren to an inn. Although it was called an inn, the environment inside was really unsatisfactory.

It's a long way from luxury, but it's clean.

After Zhengzhou entered, he said, "Xiao Er, open two of your best rooms!"

The waiter looked a little dumbfounded: "We don't have the best room here, they are all the same."

Zhengzhou Xindao There is such an inn in this world?

Thinking in his heart, Zheng Zhou said with a smile: "Then just open two."

Xiaoer nodded and said, "Do you both have your accommodation tickets?"

Zhengzhou wondered: "What is that?"

"I don't have the accommodation ticket you mentioned, but I have a lot of money."

Speaking of Zhengzhou, Wang Shouren asked Wang Shouren to take out an ingot of silver. In other cities, this ingot of silver was enough to make Xiaoer call his master happily, wishing to kneel down to Zhengzhou.

But the little girl from Kushan City glanced at the silver in Zhengzhou's hand and said, "What's the use of this? You don't have a hotel ticket, so don't even want to stay in a hotel!"

Zhengzhou: "???"

What happened to Kushan City?

Don't you even care about money?

Wang Shouren pulled Zhengzhou by the sleeve and came out of the inn. Outside the door, Wang Shouren said to Zhengzhou: "This Kushan city is different from other cities. It is said that Zhou Run is doing some so-called ancestral event. No one uses money. It is a ticket in exchange for labor."

Zhengzhou took a deep breath. I really didn't expect that there would be such a treasure in the world as Kushan City in the huge middle and wide area.

They really are equivalent to creating an era.

Zhengzhou admired Zhou Run even more.

"In that case, where do we live?" Zhengzhou asked.

Wang Shouren smiled helplessly. He only knew about this system, but he didn't know how to change it.