My princess is the national flower

It doesn't take much water to bathe a chick, even after several washes.The water splashed on the ground occupied a small area. Yang Qianhao looked down at the yellow and rotten weeds with a very complicated expression. He squatted down, pulled the weeds away with his hands, grabbed a handful of soil, and found that the soil was very barren.

The almost deserted soil can be seen by anyone.This small area where the bath water was splashed was very different. The weeds on it grew overnight, and then withered and rotted, as if they had absorbed all the nutrients in the soil.This method of forcing the seedlings to grow is very special, and the reason is the bath water of the chicks, or the mud in the rice fields.

Fortunately, Yang Shu didn't meet the waiter when he went downstairs, so he didn't have time to talk about it.Once Xiaoer Dian finds out that this land is unusual, he may doubt the purpose of their trip.The place in the backyard is relatively hidden, and no one would come here at ordinary times. Yang Qianhao looked around to see if there was no one, so he sneaked to the place where the sundries were placed, took out a hoe, and dug soil from other places to clean up the deserted land. cover.

Prince Hao, who has a very honest personality, has grown a lot after being with Yu Mujin, and everything is subject to Yu Mujin's wishes!After covering the traces, Yang Qianhao also planed other places in order to disguise, and then went upstairs pretending to be nonchalant.

After knowing what happened downstairs, Yu Mujin suddenly had a terrible idea, "If all the rice fields in Hongcheng are like this, then it is equivalent to prepaying the fertilizer for the land in advance, once it is used up..."

"The rice field will become a piece of sand, or a swamp, and there will be no more fertility." Yang Qianhao took over the words, with a flash of understanding in his eyes, "The reason why Hongcheng's rice production is so high may also be because of this."

Indeed, if rice can grow faster than usual, shortening the growth cycle, it will be possible to find time to plant one, two, or more crops.Hongcheng's climate is relatively warm in all seasons, and it is completely possible to turn this place into a base for rapid food production. As long as the rice fields are still fertile, food will be continuously produced.

"When did Hongcheng become a major taxpayer in Daliang?" Yu Mujin suddenly thought of a question.Before he discovered the function of the red land, he had never doubted Hongcheng's history, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels that his consideration is very inconsiderate.

The body paused, Yang Qianhao quickly reacted, and said, "Ten years ago."

The two of them were silent together, quickly calculating in their minds, if only part of Hongcheng's grain was taxed, how much grain would the people of Hongcheng have grown after mastering this method of plucking seedlings to encourage growth, and where would the excess grain go.Judging from the dead old man with the goatee, it is not that no one knows the truth about the rice field, but their attitude is to remain silent, or to actively participate in it.

If all the rice fields in Hongcheng are deserted and rice can no longer be produced, no matter how much money the people of Hongcheng have in their hands, they will no longer be able to live here.Because people always want to eat, the money in their hands cannot be used as food, and the court will not allow Hongcheng to buy food from outside.As a big taxpayer, Hongcheng is Daliang's face, and His Majesty has repeatedly praised it. If one day there is no grain here, it will be very exciting.

"Chichi." The little chick stretched out his small head to look at Yu Mujin, raised his little wings and waved it, and kicked the big caterpillar aside by the way.

There are ready-made inkstones and brushes in the inn, but the waiter in the shop didn't say anything after they delivered them.Yang Qianhao stood in front of the table, closed his eyes, picked up the brush, and quickly sketched out simple lines. Soon, the outline of the entire Hongcheng appeared in the picture, no matter how thin the streets were, and even the inhumane The hidden streets of the city are also vivid on the paper.

Yu Mujin went back to the flower pot to bask in the sun, Yang Shu heard the cry of the little chicken, and took him to the window sill with a calm expression.

Looking down, the little chick suddenly felt dizzy, and hurriedly pushed back, raised his little wings to try to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist on his head, but the wings were too short, so he could only wave a few times in a "mighty and majestic" way.I never feel high when my butt is facing the outside, and the little chick only now knows the brave things I have done before!

"Could it be that I'm hungry..." Yang Shu murmured to himself and took back the chick, and ran out to find a handful of vegetable leaves and put them in the flowerpot.

He waved his little wings at the poplar tree, the little chick was satisfied this time, he lowered his head to eat the vegetable leaves, and kicked the big caterpillar over to signal him to eat the vegetable leaves too.

The whole worm lost a lot of weight and looked very sluggish. It didn't even have the strength to escape, but when faced with the vegetable leaves, the big caterpillar still instinctively wanted to refuse.Although the vegetable leaves in front of him exude a mouth-watering aroma, and the little chicks are very happy to eat them, but for the insects, this kind of vegetable leaves are actually very bad for the stomach and intestines.

"Chichi?" Soon after eating half full, the little chicken turned to stare at the big caterpillar.

The whole worm almost broke out in a cold sweat, the big caterpillar hurriedly crawled to the front, hugged the vegetable leaves with its fleshy little claws, and began to gnaw.It must feel very delicious, and must be full, otherwise it will be the caterpillar itself.

Before dark in the afternoon, Yang Qianhao finally finished drawing the layout of Hongcheng.Yu Mujin purposely turned into a human form and nestled in his arms, resting his chin in one hand, pointing at the layout plan with the other, "This is where we are staying now, this is the county government office, and this is... the mansion we visited before. And Where the Goatee family lives, there are rice fields beyond."

The area of ​​the rice fields is too large, several times the size of the entire Hongcheng. Yang Qianhao only roughly drew some rice fields to show, and the streets, large-scale mansions, and inns in the city are all marked.The brushwork is concise, and the charm of the whole city can be drawn with just a few strokes.

The lines traced from the back of the ball of paper are very concise, but the twists and turns have profound meaning.Although the old man is a farmer, he obviously knows Hongcheng very well and has deep feelings, otherwise it would be impossible to leave this ball of paper behind.

After enlarging the lines to a certain extent and placing them on the Hongcheng layout map, Yu Mujin quickly discovered the problem, and he couldn't hide his shock.The layout map covers almost all the streets that are not open to the public, and it also illustrates a very important issue that Yu Mujin had ignored before.

There are so many pedestrians outside the inn, and most of them are families on the street. It seems that there are many people, but this does not prove that Hongcheng is more prosperous. On the contrary, it exposes some problems.There are still many people who did not appear on the street. There are so many houses in Hongcheng, and it is impossible for all the people living inside to patrol the mansion of the young man.

The people in Hongcheng are like a mystery, surrounded by fog, making it hard to see.Compared with the obvious problems in Jiang County, it is obvious that the people in Hongcheng are hiding deeper. Yu Mujin has some doubts about the Goatee family he saw, the people in the mansion of the young man, or the people on the street. Not a native of Hongcheng?

"Don't think too much." After listening to Yu Mujin's clear narration, Yang Qianhao held his hand and said affirmatively, "Don't forget that I have been to their house, the people in Hongcheng live in their own homes safely, What we see with our eyes are all Hongcheng locals. It’s just that their hearts have changed, for the so-called interests..."

"You're right." Yu Mujin nodded.

The center of the layout plan is the mansion of the young man, and the old man drew a circle there emphatically, because the charcoal almost punctured the paper because of too much force.Once again preparing to visit at night, Yu Mujin turned back into a flower early and stayed in the flower pot, sleeping against the warm body of the little chick.

Yang Shu ran out to play, and came back after a while, first carried the flowerpot into the bed and hid it, then said: "Someone is looking for you."

As soon as the child finished speaking, a yamen servant in official uniform walked in, cupped his fists at Yang Qianhao and said, "Hongcheng will be closed in one day, please get ready to leave. This is a letter from the county magistrate."

After writing the yamen servant, Yang Qianhao opened the letter.The county magistrate tactfully said that the food had been bought and the money had been handed over. It was time to leave, and the time when Hongcheng was closed was allowed by the court.The only word in my mind was "ridiculous". At the time, the magistrate of Hongcheng donated a lot of food to His Majesty, and took the opportunity to make a statement, saying that Hongcheng had a special geographical location, and if he wanted to preserve the heating of the rice fields, he had to lift up and close the city gate.

The surplus food was put into His Majesty's inner treasury, and this ridiculous request was passed under the circumstances of Longyan Joy.

Hongcheng is closed, all foreign businessmen have to leave, and there will be people outside rubbing their hands, and no one will be let in.Knowing the secrets of the Red Land, and knowing its weirdness, and already having the object of suspicion, the suspect has also been locked, but at this juncture, the city was shut down and let them leave.

"No matter what they found, or the city is closed normally, we can't leave." Yu Mujin touched his chin, clapped his hands together and said, "Let's go out of the city first and then come back, it's obviously non-stop, the people here are too united, but the golden cicada escapes its shell It can also be used like this..."

The merchants in the inn left one after another, all carrying carts of grain. Everyone knew the rules and didn't complain at all. Besides, the grain pulled out from here was resold, which could almost double.All the grain bought by Yang Qianhao was loaded into the car, and a guy helped to send it out of the city, and Yang Qianhao was responsible for the future.

The two guys who went out to deliver food were knocked out and left outside the city. Yang Qianhao and Yang Shu changed into their clothes and turned back to the city.Yu Mujin stays at the inn, with Xiaojizai as company.In order not to expose his identity, the guys had to order the food after delivering the food. Yang Qianhao pulled the poplar tree and pretended to be until the third day.

The people who stayed at home and never went out suddenly opened their doors and came to the street carrying buckets. Even the shopkeepers in the inn also lined up carrying poles.In order not to reveal his identity, Yang Qianhao had no choice but to pick up empty buckets from another house, curious while queuing up.

The person at the front of the line entered the county government office, and when he came out again, his face was full of joy. The bucket was filled with blood-red water, and layers of water rippled out with his bumpy footsteps.

This is the water that squeezes the fertility of the land, Yang Qianhao understood it just by looking at it.