Chapter 341 Liu Feng’s prestige (second update)

Although Liu Feng was counting on this to make a fortune, he hurt others and himself.

Liu Feng knew this truth. Liu Feng could not control how much the losses of Sun Quan and others had. However, Liu Feng's request for himself was that the people under his command could not die due to difficulties in drinking water.

Therefore, Liu Feng ordered the digging of a deep well.

According to the information from various places, the role of the deep well has gradually emerged.

Although the situation in Jiangxia is also very serious, it is better than that in Jiangdong and Jingzhou.

The people drink more abundant water.

Of course, it has not rained for several months and the rivers are dry, which has a strong impact on the aquatic industry and agriculture.

According to Liu Feng's estimate, the harvest in Jiangxia this year may not exceed 30%.

This is 30% of the floods after drought.

In most parts of Jiangdong and Jingzhou, there may be no harvest, and the people can only rely on the remaining amount to make a living.

Thinking of this, Liu Feng's mood was a little heavy. However, this heavy feeling was quickly erased by Liu Feng.

In the conquest in troubled times, how do you talk about benevolence and righteousness to the enemy?

After reading this bamboo slip, Liu Feng was not in the mood to deal with other official duties. After sitting for a while, he stood up and said, "Prepare the car."

Not long after, under the escort of personal soldiers led by Kou Shui, Liu Feng left the city.

There are many tributaries of the Yangtze River, and Fanjiang is one of them. However, compared with the larger tributaries of the Yangtze River, Fanjiang is really not worth mentioning.

Fanjiang is located about 120 miles east of Xiling City, from south to north.

That is, among the many water systems of Jiangxia, the first dry river.

The river about ten feet wide is now only soil left. The edge of the river has completely become mud and sand, and the center is quickly dry and cracked soil, which is in a network shape.

There were a large number of dead fish and shrimps scattered on the river channel, and a faint stench scent was emitted in the air.

Jiang Wan led officials from Xiling to stand on this dry river.

Everyone was full of eyebrows, with deep worries in their eyes.

Jiang Wan is a talented person. He is very accurate in judging people and does not allow corrupt officials to be accepted. Therefore, the officials in Jiangxia are now relatively honest and capable people.

These people are very motivated to do things and have a strong sense of responsibility.

Now that Jiang Xia looks like this, of course there are many people who are worried.

On this side, not only the officials were standing, but also a few farmers, and these farmers were also frowning. They were all from nearby villages and were found by minor officials to lead the way for Jiang Wan and the others.

Among the farmers, one of the capable men is called Yang Qian.

Yang Qian is a farmer, a real farmer. However, Yang Qian, who has been working hard for the rest of his life, has never encountered such a situation.

Every year, the weather is good for the summer of the Yangtze River. Even if it is a disaster, it will cause the river to surge, causing disasters to the local area.

There has never been a drought.

Now most of the crops in the village have died, and most of them are maintained by several deep wellbores in the village. Now, except for a few deep wellbores, other shallow wells can only produce a little water.

Drought, drought.

If it weren't for those deep wellbores, Yang Qian really didn't know how to pass through it.

And there may be people who die of thirst because of this. This is almost unimaginable in Yang Qian's experience in his first half of his life.

But within this month, Yang Qian deeply felt that fear.

Therefore, Yang Qian was very grateful to Liu Feng. If it weren't for Liu Feng, their village would be in danger.

In the past, Yang Qian was a little dissatisfied with Liu Fengqiang's orders to dig wells everywhere and occupy their time. But now, these dissatisfactions have turned into guilt.

Reason for Liu Feng.

"If this severe drought is in another month, Jiangxia's harvest this year may be only 40% or 50% left. It will be difficult to bear." A small official next to Jiang Wan sighed.

"Yes, Jiang Xia's foundation is too thin." An official said.

Jiang Wan also sighed in her heart. Jiangxia's foundation is indeed weak. The people of Jiangdong and Jingchu are living a relatively rich life, and many people have the allowance to survive the disaster.

But Jiangxia did not. In previous years, Huang Zu exploited him too seriously.

However, Jiang Wan was excited, after the battle of Jiangling and Wancheng. After Fei Guan, Zhang Dao and Xu Zheng purchased countless days and nights, the grain in Jiangxia now has six million stones of food.

What does this mean? Save some food, enough for a million people to survive for three years.

Now the population of the three counties of Jiangxia, Jiujiang and Changsha is only 800,000. As long as three million stones of grain are left behind, it will be enough to survive this year and survive until the autumn harvest next year.

There is still a large part left.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan was glad that he was following Liu Feng. If it weren't for Liu Feng's foresight, Jiangxia would be as helpless as Jiangdong and Jingzhou.

It may be even more miserable than these places.

"Let's go to the next river to see." They have been walking on this river for a while and they have understood everything they should know. Jiang Wan decided to go to other places to have a comprehensive understanding of the drought.

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves sounded, and then a pair of soldiers appeared in front of everyone.

It is Liu Feng's carriage.

"Lord." He led by Jiang Wan, and paid homage to the carriage together.

"No gift." Liu Feng, who came here, nodded and got off the carriage under the escort of Kou Shui and others.

After getting off the car, Liu Feng's attention was focused on the river channel in front of him.

Seeing the news from the bamboo slips is two completely different concepts than witnessing the drought with your own eyes.

Liu Feng's jurisdiction started from the water. In the battle of Dongting Lake, Huang She was eliminated, and then rushed into Xiakou and captured Xiling.

The Jiangxia that Liu Feng saw was Jiangxia with sufficient water. Now what was before him was a dry river.

This is a shock.

The power of heaven is unpredictable. Such a powerful weapon can hurt oneself by killing others.

After standing for a while, Liu Feng raised his head and saw a few farmers standing nearby. He picked a more capable person and asked, "How is the situation in your village?"

The person Liu Feng asked was Yang Qian. Yang Qian did not know Liu Feng, but from the reactions of Jiang Wan and others, he could see who Liu Feng was.

It was the Lord of Jiangxia who defeated Zhou Yu and Cao Ren and let them live.

"General, relying on a few deep wellbores, everyone has a sip of water to drink, and they can even free up some water to water the fields." With excitement, Yang Qian bent over and replied.

Liu Feng frowned. He knew that the drought would last for a while, and only 30% of the dealers would survive by then.

After the flood, only 20% to 30% of the crops remained.

Now Yang Qian actually used the people to irrigate the fields with water, which is really stupid.

"In my experience, this drought will last for a while. When you go back, tell your village chief that you only need to feed 20% or 30% of the crops, and the rest will die of drought sooner or later." Although the farmer was a little stupid, Liu Feng did not blame him in his heart.

Just a reminder.

It will last for a while? Yang Qian couldn't help but feel bitter. The drought has been so long, and the harvest on the fields is only 40% to 50%. If it lasts for a while.

Yang Qian couldn't imagine it anymore.

But Yang Qian believed in Liu Feng's judgment very much. When the general digging a deep well, wouldn't there be any signs?

And this time, the general said that the drought would last for a period of time, and it would definitely last for a period of time.

In this way, you can only use a small amount of water to feed a small amount of crops.

"No." Yang Qian was very grateful to Liu Feng for his reminder and replied loudly.

Seeing Yang Qian's promise without hesitation, Liu Feng's heart jumped slightly. He just subconsciously reminded him. But seeing Yang Qian's attitude seemed to support his judgment very much.

Looking back, I have done some things, such as deep wellbore.

Looking at the trust in Yang Qian's eyes, Liu Feng gradually gained some enlightenment in his heart.

"After going back, Gong Yan went to draft a document and posted it at the entrance of each village. He directly told the people that the drought would continue for a while. He forced the people in various places to maintain 30% of the crops and abandon the rest." Liu Feng, who was conscious of his prestige, ordered Jiang Wan.

If Liu Feng hadn't noticed that his prestige was so high, he wouldn't have done this.

Crops are the people's children, and letting them simplify their birth is equivalent to killing them. It will arouse great public anger.

It’s better not to care about it, and wait for the drought to continue and crops to slowly reduce their yields.

But Liu Feng felt confident when he realized that his prestige was so high.

Now let the people reduce their production first, so that the remaining labor can be freed up to do other things.

"No." Jiang Wan, who is more close to the people, feels deeper than Liu Feng's support for Liu Feng.

With only one deep well, Liu Feng's prestige far exceeded Sun Quan's prestige in Jiangdong.

The people support those who can make them live.

Liu Feng nodded, stepped forward to Jiang Wan, and stood on the edge of the river.

Looking at the dry river, Liu Feng already knew in his heart that his plan was time to realize it.
To be continued...