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Although the way the players spread the news was a bit fierce, the effect was really excellent. In just one day, the entire Xunyang City knew that the governor was going to send people to teach the people how to farm.

Three days later, the popularization and education of agricultural knowledge in Xunyang officially started.

Originally, Jiang Shu was planning to send out another mission to let the players take the lead to attend the lectures, but because of too much publicity in the early stage, more than half of the people came on the first day, and the huts arranged by the government were packed to the brim.

In the shed near the field outside the west city gate, Wang Yong held a jute paper with simple words and sentences, and explained farming knowledge to the people standing in the room.

He was a little nervous. Originally, he was just an ordinary refugee, but because he could read some characters, he was selected as the chief of Chuntingli, and he and other chiefs attended classes with government officials.

The class has only lasted for a few days, but the farming knowledge imparted is very diverse. Wang Yong himself has not fully understood what he has learned. He is worried that he will accidentally teach the wrong knowledge by mistake, so he can only read the notes in the class first. read.

"Sesame is a good thing. It can be used to squeeze oil or to feed the hunger. To grow sesame, you need to weed out the field, crush the soil, mix the seeds with wet plant ash, and then spread..."

As Wang Yong slowly explained the way of planting sesame seeds, the people listening to the class consciously kept quiet, listened attentively to the content with their ears upright, and consciously lowered their voices even when communicating.

In fact, at the beginning, most of the people came here to put on a show because the governor vigorously promoted the decree and worried that they would be punished if they didn't come.

Farming, who doesn't know how, everyone who has been working in the fields with their parents since birth, so there is no need to learn any farming knowledge.

Most of the people came here with such a disapproving mentality, but after listening to it for a while, they really heard a lot of truths, and the things they usually didn't understand were also answered by the village chief.

What's even more surprising is that the head of the village actually taught the method of making the land productive!

Now everyone has to listen carefully to the class. Who doesn’t want to grow more food in their own fields, which is enough for the family to feed for a year after paying the tax. OK!

Most of the people are illiterate, unable to record what they hear with a pen, but they are all peasants, and they can basically understand it after listening to the village head. If you really can’t remember, you can only ask others or the whole family together Division of labor, who will memorize a certain part, in short, how much can be memorized.

"What are you doing?" A refugee who had just arrived in Xunyang passed by the shack and saw so many people crowded inside, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

The old man who was accosted by him glanced back at him, saw that he was dressed in rags, and was holding a beard from the government, so he guessed that he was a refugee from the north, and replied in a good temper: "Your Majesty ordered that the people Learning to farm is a lesson."

The refugee gnawed a mouthful of pancakes and asked while chewing, "Do you still need to learn how to farm?"

"I thought there was nothing to learn at first, but after listening for a while, I realized that there are many ways inside," the old man said slowly, "Do you know when to weed, when to fertilize, what fertilizer to use, and how to make fertilizer?"

The refugee shook his head.

"If you don't know, come to the class, there are all taught here."

"So so many people here are just here to learn how to farm?"

"Yes."

The refugee felt novelty. He came all the way from Xizhu County, and all he saw were desolate and desolate scenes.

The good fields are uncultivated, and weeds are growing. All the villagers along the way have moved away, leaving only some old, weak, sick and disabled. Letting the refugees enter, I thought Xunyang was in the same situation, but who would have seen such a scene!

In such a large city, it is unbelievable enough to collect refugees and distribute relief food. The officials here are still spending a lot of time teaching the people to cultivate. Aren't they afraid that if they plant on their side, the enemy army will attack from there?

The refugees were puzzled, but looking at the thriving scene in the house, they couldn't help but feel a wave of heat in their chests.

Anyway, it might not be safe to go to Yongzhou, the journey is still far away, and his money has been exhausted, who knows if he will meet a good official who can help refugees in the future.

Instead of starving to death on the road, why not stay in Xunyang and try your luck!

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The morning light is clear, and the birds are chirping in the treetops.

Jiang Shu was awakened by the sound of the door opening, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a woman entering the door with a food table through the bed curtain.

"Zhitao, what time is it?"

"Back to Lord Lang, it's three quarters."

Jiang Shu closed her eyes, suddenly woke up, and quickly sat up and got out of bed to put on her shoes: "Oops, it's going to be late again."

"It shouldn't hurt to be a little later."

"That can't be done. I went late and my father found out, and he will say that I am not diligent enough."

Seeing Langjun frowning and complaining sleepily, Zhitao couldn't help pursing her lips and chuckling, and while bringing a robe for Jiang Shu to put on, she persuaded, "If Langjun rests earlier at night, he won't sleep in the morning." So tired."

"I didn't go to bed early!"

God knows, he turned out to be a cultivator who didn't go to bed until at least two o'clock in the morning. Since he came to ancient times, he was forced to develop the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. He didn't even have such a regular schedule when he was in elementary school.

After a quick grooming, Jiang Shu didn't have time to sit down and enjoy the morning food. She drank the corn porridge in a few mouthfuls, wrapped the steamed mutton cake in a handkerchief, put it in her arms, and walked quickly towards the official office.

It was still early, but the officials in the Cangcao Office had already started their busy work, either flipping through the books, or burying their heads in taking notes, and the sound of pages turning could be heard endlessly.

Recently, for some unknown reason, Caozhong’s affairs have come one after another. First, relief for the refugees, renting grain, and then the aristocratic family exchanging grain, teaching farming, and the treasury’s material coming in and out. It’s too complicated to deal with. .

The culprit, Jiang Shu, greeted his colleagues without knowing it, then strode into the inner hall, sat down in front of his desk, and prepared to have breakfast first.

As a result, as soon as the steamed cakes were taken out, there was a sound of "Jiang Zhe" at the door.

Jiang Shu paused for opening the handkerchief, looked up and saw Ge Jian standing outside the door, and said, "Lanfeng has something to do, come in and tell me."

Ge Jian shook his head, indicating that it was not a big deal, and said immediately: "The guard came to report that a man was begging to see him outside the gate of the government office with a miniature overturned car he made. Does Jiang Yan want to see him?"

"Turn over?" Jiang Shu rolled his eyes, thinking that someone among the players had come to the excavation mission, so he quickly raised his hand and said, "Let him come in quickly."

Because he wanted to meet outsiders, Jiang Shu wrapped the steamed cake and put it aside. After a while, a young man wearing a kudzu scarf and cloth clothes came in and gave Jiang Shu a respectful salute.

Jiang Shu caught a glimpse of the green name above his head, which was the carpenter "Chengfeng" he had followed before.

Sure enough, having a profession is different. While most players are still moving bricks unkemptly, this one has already put on clean white linen clothes, and has neatly combed his hair and clothes.

If he didn't have a player panel, Jiang Shu would almost have thought he was an aborigine.

"what's your name?"

"Grass people ride the wind." The man nodded his head in reply.

It looks like it!

"Is this the overturned car model you made?" Jiang Shu noticed the object in his hand.

"Bring it here and have a look."

Chengfeng immediately took the model over, and then stood aside carefully watching the NPC's expression.

After choosing the "carpenter" profession, he devoted himself to career-related upgrade tasks. At the beginning, the tasks were very simple. Not only did he successfully get the game rewards, but he also made a little money by doing carpentry. A few days ago, he suddenly received a very abstract task - to be appreciated by Cang Cao and Jiang Shu.

Chengfeng was stunned all of a sudden, he didn't know how to do this task at all.

Later, I thought of a player who was admitted to the Cangcao system, so I asked him for advice on the forum.

"Our leaders worry about how to grow more food in the fields every day. You are a carpenter, so try to make a water wheel. I improved a few farm tools before and he appreciated it. You make a water wheel The car should be fine too." Yan Ruyu gave an idea.

Therefore, Chengfeng spent a few days making such a waterwheel model.

Jiang Shu took a look at the model and found that it was actually similar to the structure of the Yellow River waterwheel he had seen when he traveled to collect materials.

This kind of waterwheel has long been eliminated in later generations, and what remains is only used as a tourist attraction for tourists to watch. However, it is a very practical irrigation tool now.

Among other things, there is a big river named Mohe on the south side of Xunyang City, and the Golden Wing Canal that traverses Xunyang and surrounds the inner city is drawn from Mohe River.

If such a waterwheel can be erected beside the Mohe River, it will be of great benefit to the irrigation of the farmland on both sides of the river.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu put down the model and looked up at the player in front of him: "I will provide you with materials and manpower. How many days will it take to build such a waterwheel?"

"What, the waterwheel is huge, it may take... a month or two?" Chengfeng is not sure, after all, he has never tried it.

If it is in reality, building such a waterwheel, with a team and mechanical assistance, can be done in a few days if it is fast, but this is after all in ancient times with backward technology, not to mention that he also has a job in reality, so it is impossible to stay in the game all the time busy here.

Jiang Shu nodded: "I'll arrange manpower for you to build this waterwheel. Would you like to work in the wooden workshop of the county office?"

The moment Jiang Shu finished speaking, Chengfeng heard the reminder that his appreciation task was completed.

But before he could claim the reward, another message popped up on the panel.

[Emergency task: Enter the wood workshop of the county office to become a craftsman, and lead the team to preside over the construction of a waterwheel in Mohe.

Rewards: After completing the task, you can get +1000 points, +5000 experience, +10 faction contribution value, and additional rewards from Cangcao and Jiangshu. 】

Chengfeng: "..." Damn, this mission reward is really fucking tempting.

Although he thought it was troublesome to build a waterwheel in the game, Chengfeng resolutely accepted the task because of the generous rewards.

"The grass people are willing!"