Winter goes and spring comes.

People are busy everywhere in the Zhang family’s fields.

They were barefoot, holding the shovel distributed by the Zhang family in their hands, and were working hard to ridge the sweet potato field.

On the other hand, Zhang Shiling and a group of young men were explaining the key points of planting to the old farmers:

"You all saw clearly that most of these roots need to be cut off, and the old roots need to be removed. Then dip the seedlings handfuls one by one and put them in the basket for later use.

When planting, dig a hole and plant it on the ridges.

If the soil moisture is not enough, you need to water it, so don’t need to pour too much, just half a scoop.

Also, because our ridges are relatively wide, we need to plant them at right and left intervals."

Even though the old farmers have never planted sweet potatoes, they will naturally be able to live in the fields all their lives.

Sweet potatoes are something new that the people have never grown before. If they are not much of their own fields, they will be able to free up the fields to plant them... no one can do it!

Even if they plant it for free, they will pull out the seedlings for you.

The old farmer said: If you don’t plant crops well, you won’t marry a good man for a lifetime.

Although planting crops is damaged, it will only be harvested in one season, but what is lost is their life-saving food!

"Little boss, I said, don't worry, we are all people who have buried their necks in the loess. They have been servicing crops for life. Even if we have never seen how to grow these sweet potatoes, we will understand as soon as you say it!"

An old farmer walked to the tea bucket, picked up the water and poured herbal tea, and joking with a smile.

"That's right, little boss, look at Lao Cangtou, he brought all the labor force in his family. He has to work hard for nothing but to be worthy of the twenty kilograms of grain you gave!"

In the crowd, I don’t know which old man was shouting.

"Go! Go! Go!"

The old man named Lao Cangtou threw down the ladle in his hand and went to chase the old man who spoke.

"I'm so stupid every day. I want to earn these twenty kilograms of grain, but I patted my chest and said, "All the seedlings I plant can survive, and you can grow a lot of crops!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the two of them talking, everyone burst into laughter.

The people will not accept the promotion of sweet potatoes until they see the results.

The countermeasure discussed by Zhu Cijiong and Zhang Siyuan is to use the Zhang family’s own fields and then invite the surrounding people to come to plant, manage and harvest.

After completing the process, the people will know how to plant it.

By this autumn, when they saw the sweet potato production, they were afraid they would go to plant it while crying and begging...

Zhu Cijiong introduced not only sweet potatoes, corn, but also peanuts, oil crops.

It’s a pity that in this era, there was no winter rapeseed that was planted on a large scale in China in later generations. However, it made people sprinkle a lot of wild spicy vegetable seeds all over the mountains.

Wild spicy vegetables are the red rice. In addition to pickling sauerkraut, the seeds can also be used to squeeze oil.

Even the oil yield is higher than that of rapeseed, but the yield is a little lower.

This thing has one advantage. It is like weeds, sprinkled on the grass at will, and can grow even without ploughing.

Sweet potatoes can solve the problem of insufficient food. Frying vegetables with oil can also alleviate the stomach acid condition caused by sweet potatoes.

These two things are the ruling foundation laid by Zhu Cijiong for himself.

...

"Your Highness, I took out every piece of mountainous land in my family and planted sweet potatoes. I think this year's food should be a bumper harvest!"

Zhang Siyuan rode on the horse and looked at the busy people all over the mountains and fields with a smile on his lips.

He had already discussed with Zhu Cijiong that he would build high walls, accumulate grain, and become king slowly.

What they need to do now is to gradually penetrate and control the entire Nanyang countryside.

Zhu Cijiong nodded: "There are more than a thousand soldiers in the tiger gorge training. By this summer, they will be able to form an army. By then, the army will expand, and it will be much faster."

"The only shortcoming is iron ore. If you buy iron ore from Anyang and transport it in for hundreds of miles, you may be shocked to the Nanyang government..."

They sent many mine seekers to search in the Qinling Mountains, but no iron ore veins were found.

Instead, a small silver mine was discovered...

As the two were talking, a horse suddenly came towards him.

Looking closely, I saw that the person who came was Zhang Shichuan, the eldest son of Zhang Sicheng, the third son of Zhang family.

"Jiuru, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

The word "Jiuru" by Zhang Shi is taken from the Book of Songs "Tianbao".

"Fourth uncle, Your Highness, go to Gaozhuang quickly. The news from my elder brother just came that someone had discovered an iron ore in Gaozhuang. He dragged the county magistrate in the government and asked us to find a way to occupy there."

Before Zhang Shichuan dismounted, he shouted anxiously.

As the core tribe of the Zhang family, he knew Zhu Cijiong’s overall plan, and naturally knew that what they needed most was iron ore.

So after getting the news, he rode his horse around looking for the two of them.

"Gaozhuang?"

Zhu Cijiong's eyes suddenly widened.

The ocean of memory was suddenly ignited by the lead...

He remembered that in his previous life, he forgot where he saw it. In Gaozhuang, Neixiang, Neixiang, there was indeed a hematite vein, and it was said that the proven reserves were 100 million tons.

"Uncle, go and call more people!"

Zhu Cijiong slapped his horse and left.

This is really dark under the light!

They searched for iron ore all over the mountains, but they did not expect that the hematite that was most suitable for mining in this era was actually at the foot of the Dashan Village!

Zhang Siyuan's face was also very embarrassed:

"Your Highness, if necessary, we are afraid we will start a riot in advance!"

Gaozhuang is located at the foot of Shamao Mountain in Taoxi Town, not far from Laojun Mountain where the Dashan Village is located.

...

In Neixiang County Government, Zhang Shili sat at the head of the magistrate Chen County, holding a teacup in his hand, but did not put it down:

"Chen County, I have something unknown to me."

"I'll continue to explain to you when I come back." Chen Mei was so angry that she had itchy teeth, but she had to be patient:

"The West Yai Dynasty, the state dynasty does not have a county magistrate, and all the affairs are under the West Yai Dynasty. The West Yai Dynasty has heavy burdens and is busy with tasks. It's better to go back and serve the country!"

The Western Yaya is the elegant name for the history of the classics.

Because the Dianshi office is located on the west side of the second hall of the county government office, it is called this.

Facing Zhang Shili, Chen Mei really has no choice.

Compared with qualifications, a young man under thirty years old is already a juren.

And he is just a lucky little scholar.

Compared with the background, he is the eldest grandson of Zhang, Baishui and the nephew of the Dianshi of the government office.

And he only gained the position of this county magistrate by flattery.

Compared to family background, when he was in his hometown, he was so poor that he couldn't even say his wife.
Chapter completed!