0526 Guanzhong is suffering from drought, and farming is unhappy
Li Zhan thought that he would probably return without success this time, so he planned to rest in Xijing for one night, and left the city early the next morning to report to His Royal Highness Yong.
But in the early morning, before they had time to set off, the families in Xijing who visited yesterday sent their children to their temporary residence, and their attitudes were much different from last night.
"General Li's complaint last night was unable to answer carefully. Today, his seniors sent young people to come here to tell me. Even if you don't care about the local affairs and worry, since the instructions from His Highness Yong King, we, the village sects, dare not respond. It's just that the thieves in Xijing disturbed people, and they couldn't calmly collect goods. But please rest assured that after the army approached the city, there must be food and goods for the king's army. It is very simple, please give your highness!"
While speaking, several noble children handed over a book of books, which recorded the names and quantities of various goods they planned to donate.
Li Zhan took the book of the book and his eyebrows were jumping secretly. Unexpectedly, these stingy and arrogant families in Xijing were really willing to bleed heavily. This list was several times more than the ones offered by the Xijing left-behind mansion yesterday.
Putting aside the surprise in his heart, Li Zhan was more or less disappointed. He could guess that His Highness Yong was going to attack the nobles of Xijing, but he didn't know what his Highness was thinking.
But if the people from Xijing were able to prepare all the materials according to the list, I think your highness would be more polite to them, and maybe he would be restrained in the future. I am afraid that it would be difficult to take advantage of the opportunity to retaliate against these people's resentment that despised him yesterday.
But what he thought was second, and it was the main thing to complete His Highness’s orders.
Li Zhan put away the list calmly, squeezed a smile on his face, and said, "It is rare for all families to have loyalty and diligence. I will report your words and deeds truthfully to Your Highness, and I hope you will not mislead things. As for whether the materials are sufficient or not, it is not something I can guess. Please wait for Your Highness to reply."
After saying that, Li Zhan was too lazy to get involved with a few more people, so he turned around and ordered the soldiers to pack their luggage and prepare to leave the city.
After seeing this, several noble children stopped staying for a long time, said goodbye and then withdrew from the yard area. When it was the Heng Street of Chunmingmen, a younger child said strangely: "Brother Sixteenth, the elders have prepared a gift for General Li, why didn't you say it just now?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was in charge of negotiating with Li Zhan snorted coldly and spat: "Gift goods? That Hu Nu is worthy! Don't think he is a great person before King Yong's tent just because he is involved in King Yong's tent. This kid is ugly and his family is willing to let him enter the hall. He is already considering King Yong's face, otherwise he will be expelled..."
When the middle-aged man said this, everyone else around him also spoke, talking about Li Zhan's life experience, and he felt very disdainful.
In their hearts, they were somewhat envious of Li Zhan's ability to follow the powerful and powerful at such a young age, and they were a little envious of the elite soldiers, but when they talked about family background, they would be confident of looking down on each other. In particular, some people talked about the old story of Li Zhan's father Li Yi's father, who was attached to the Li family in Zhaojun and was then removed from the list in the past year, and his expression and words were even more contemptuous.
When the group arrived near Pingkangfang, suddenly several people stopped and looked at the same closed door of Pingkangfang and said with a smile: "The thieves and people messed up, causing no peace in the city. The delicate ladies in the fang were probably even more panicked. They were confined to their homes before and could not leave to comfort their families. The army of King Yong arrived soon, and Chang'an was not far away. Don't the brothers want to take advantage of this good time to enter the fang to comfort the beauty and play with their hearts?"
Hearing these words, many people showed tacit smiles on their faces. Although the relatives and elders at home were still waiting for the news, they could say that Li Zhan was arrogant and difficult to negotiate, or that he was obstructed by some obstacles in one or two hours.
Of course, there are some people with a good personality and dare not miss serious matters, but they are pulled and advised: "King Yong is already interested in making trouble, and then he will be more likely to be in the gates. There may be good things in the yard. Let's first make some comfort and friendship. There may be some irresponsibility in the future!"
The army has been enforcing military disciplines, and did not continue to march next time, but stayed at Lanqiao Post to continue to stabilize the morale of the army and accumulate military power. At the same time, people and horses chased after him and merged into the army one after another.
Although the army stopped moving forward, Li Tong was not idle. In addition to summoning soldiers on a daily basis to show kindness and comfort, he also took some time to conduct a inspection between the surrounding villages.
Lanqiao Station is located in Lantian County and is already a core area of Guanzhong, so it is also a densely populated area. Although the West Beijing Chang'an is currently making noise, it has not been greatly affected between the countryside hundreds of miles away.
After Li Tong passed the military order for a while, he looked around and saw that although there was no picture of vegetation and trees in the deep winter, he could also see large areas of neatly decorated fields, and mulberry orchards and fruit forests were also everywhere, and there was almost no abandoned land within his sight.
Even on the slopes, you can see carefully repaired slope fields. From this point, it can be seen that the diligence of the people in Guanzhong is worthy of being the country of Heaven that has nurtured the two empire lines.
He was still sighing here that Guanzhong is the foundation of the king's business. Zhang Zhuo, who was in the team, got off the horse and grabbed a handful of soil in the field. After shaving it in his hand for a while, he crushed it with his fingers and sighed: "This winter's frost is shallow, and farming will be difficult next year."
“How to say it?”
Li Tong was heartbroken when he heard this. He also turned over and got off the horse, walked into the field, crushed the solidified soil with the tip of his boots, looked down and saw that the land was dry, frozen and cracked, and there was indeed only a layer of light frost.
However, his shallow agricultural knowledge is not enough to connect it with the next year's farming. He is even somewhat grateful that Shaoxue in Guanzhong is different from the Shendu Luoyang, which is more humid and cold climate, and has not had much impact on the army's stay.
After hearing this, Zhang Zhuo lowered his head and walked behind King Yong, swayed his palm and exposed the dust in his hands, and said with a worried look: "Whether farming is prosperous or not, it is all nourished by water vapor. If winter is too dry and cold, the fields are dry and dispersed, and it is difficult to seedlings. If there is no snowfall before spring, spring wheat will be difficult to plant, and the saplings will not grow. Even the winter wheat emitted will be fed to locusts..."
When Li Tong heard this, his face became serious. Although he had prepared sufficient supplies for Guanzhong when he was in Shendu, he could only take the turmoil in Xijing one after another.
However, these materials must be supplied to Longyou, Anxi and Shuofang, and also used to restore production to prevent drought and flood disasters, and even to prepare for the river transportation to be blocked by the Shendu court for several years. They cannot live in vain. Naturally, they hope that Guanzhong can restore its hematopoietic ability as soon as possible.
"Since it is already so bitter and arid, why don't there be a variety of cold-resistant wheat products among the people?"
He asked curiously again, which was one of his long-term doubts. As early as the last time he came to Guanzhong, he realized that the crops grown in Guanzhong were only mainly millet grains. Although there were also wheat, the area of planting was not large.
Just what I saw in front of me was the only farmlands on the slopes covered with grass chaff and husks, which preserved moisture and protected seedlings. They should have planted winter wheat, and the area was too small. Especially compared with Heluo, wheat accounts for a smaller proportion of crops.
Li Tong remembers that wheat is relatively drought-resistant crops. If the farming is arranged well, it can also stagger the harvest period with other crops. Moreover, in the diet ratio, pasta such as Hu cakes and soup cakes also account for a very high proportion.
Logically speaking, wheat cultivation should be very easy to promote in Guanzhong. Even if he knows nothing about farming, he still remembers who are not a bowl of sauce noodles in his hands.
After hearing this, Zhang Zhuo sighed: "Although wheat is resistant to cold and drought, the price is too low. A bucket of millet is twenty cents, and a bucket of wheat is only ten cents. Even if it is harvested in a good year, the income is not much, and only the composer is collected. Although the noodles are high, the grinding is not something that can be used by ordinary people. The wheat rice is coarse and grinds intestines, and the body is weak and dry for a long time. It can only be used as food for saving time, not as daily food. What's more, wheat cultivation and farming are in conflict with martial arts, so there are few seeds in Guanzhong..."
After hearing the reasons described by Zhang Zhuo, Li Tong was a little surprised. It turned out that the doubt in his heart was really why not eat meat. If it weren't for Zhang Zhuo's introduction, he wouldn't know that there were so many profound reasons that restricted the area of wheat planting in Guanzhong, which could even be involved in the Mansion System.
Although wheat has many advantages, its planting procedures are relatively more, and it is often concentrated in the period after autumn and before spring. The autumn and winter season happens to be the time for the winter training of the military training, which is in conflict with the wheat planting period.
Moreover, there are strict agricultural restrictions on wheat harvesting, and there are often only seven or eight days in a year. If the soldiers in the palace are conscripted at this time, then a season of hard work will be in vain.
Of course, the most important thing is economic reasons. Tools such as milling must be used to process wheat into flour. However, the power of these tools is water, and the water source in Guanzhong is not sufficient, and they are often controlled by powerful people.
Because of insufficient irrigation conditions, wheat is grown, but because the water source is controlled, even if wheat is planted, it cannot obtain considerable income, which has become a vicious cycle.
The rice steamed wheat that has not been processed is so coarse that it is difficult to swallow. Long-term consumption is not good for the body. This is the so-called heat poison. When Li Tong marched on Songyang Road, he wanted to carry forward his style. After eating a few meals of wheat and military rations with the campers, he really couldn't stand it and could only give up.
If it weren't for the wine making koji, wheat would be used, so that farmers could still receive some economic returns, otherwise the wheat would have to be grown in small quantities as food to save the wasteland. Everyone had a meal of sauce noodles every time, that was really a fantasy.
Zhang Zhuo originally didn't think that His Highness Yong would be interested in such trivial farming, but seeing that His Highness Yong not only listened seriously, but also looked thoughtful after listening. After weighing the pros and cons, he crossed his hands and said, "I have a rural treasure that I want to introduce to Your Highness. I wonder if Your Highness is willing to go?"
After hearing this, Li Tong nodded: "Lead the way."
Chapter completed!