When Feng Fei appeared in the field, it was already full of people, the corn in the field had turned yellow leaves, and all the farmers in Feixian City were concentrated here, and they were helpless about the ripe corn, and they didn't know how to pick it at all.

In modern times, most combine harvesters are used, the corn stalks are directly crushed in the ground, and the corn cob mallet is also taken off by the way, and the corn that comes out is directly yellow, orange and orange.

However, in the era when there were no combine harvesters, people mostly used small hoes to put down the corn, and then picked up the corn in the field, which was suitable for the common people of the Qianzhao Dynasty.

Considering that the people of the Qianzhao Dynasty may not have such tools as small hoes, but in the past, people used to grow wheat, and at least there were still sickles, which were not bad for cutting corn.

So Feng Fei instructed everyone to go home and get sickles, and then taught them how to cut and how to put the cut corn stalks, and at the same time told them that corn can not only be eaten, but corn stalks can also be used as fuel, and it is best to use them for cooking.

After teaching the people of Feixian City how to harvest corn, Feng Fei left and bowed his head, he had more important things to do, that is, to collect money.

According to the original agreement, today those tea merchants are going to send the money for the road repair, and all Feng Fei came to the gate of Feixian City, where the tea merchants led by Wu Xiliang and Sun Dalei have been waiting for a long time, and Zhao Yuan is also among them.

Seeing Feng Fei coming from afar, Zhao Yuan broke away from the crowd and stepped forward to greet him alone, and the tea merchants didn't have a single thing about it, after all, it was Feng Fei who Zhao Yuan contacted first, which gave them the opportunity to buy green tea.

"Hehe, Your Highness the God King, your corn harvest is really gratifying. Zhao Yuan bowed and said complimentarily.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, this is wrong, the corn is not the king's, but the people of Feixian City, it is they who should be congratulated, not me. Feng Fei shook his head and said.

"The grass people congratulated His Highness on the sale of green tea, and also made up a lot of silver taels for road construction in advance, so the grass people should be congratulated. Zhao Yuan smiled and said.

Feng Fei naturally understood what he meant when he mentioned this matter, those tea merchants were all introduced by him, and Zhao Yuan naturally knew about the promise of them, it can be said that without Zhao Yuan's words, Feng Fei's tea would not have been able to sell so well before the tea party, let alone raise so many donations.

"Hehe, Shopkeeper Zhao also knows, but you don't have to worry, this king is naturally indispensable to your benefits, you don't need to donate money to enjoy the same treatment as them!" Feng Fei said very generously.

Zhao Yuan was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly saluted, "Thank you Your Highness for your appreciation, in the future, whenever there is a sending, the grass people will go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, it all depends on His Highness's words!"

Feng Fei smiled and waved his hand and said, "No need to do this, Shopkeeper Zhao introduced so many big sums at once, it's too late for this king to thank you, you are the lucky star of this king."

The two of them talked and laughed, which made all the tea merchants envious, and they all had a small calculation in their hearts, and this Zhao Yuan must not be offended in the future.

Zhao Yuan and Feng Fei walked together, and when they came to the tea merchants, Zhao Yuan obviously felt that the eyes of everyone looking at him had changed, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are generous, for the people of the Qianchao Dynasty to contribute their own strength, this king is very pleased, the next purchase of tea, this king no one to send a pound, at the same time on behalf of the people of the Qianchao, to your kind report with sincere thanks!"

After speaking, Feng Fei bowed sincerely, and everyone hurriedly said, "Your Highness can't help it...... I can't help it. ”

After Feng Fei had done enough drama, he looked at everyone embarrassedly and laughed, everyone is not stupid, if you are a businessman, you don't have any underwear that will be lost.

They all took out their silver tickets, and Ma Wu on the side hurriedly stepped forward to put them away, Feng Fei didn't count the silver tickets, because although he was a businessman, he had the identity of a prince here, and people naturally didn't dare to lie to him.

For these donors, Feng Fei took them to visit the construction site of the cement road, and after people saw the cement, they were surprised, and even dedicated businessmen asked Feng Fei for the price of cement.

This makes Feng Fei feel a little like selling cement, but after thinking about it, forget it, first of all, cement does not want to be like green tea, it can be produced and sold in the ancient world, and cement needs to be "imported" from the modern world.

Three million taels of silver, Feng Fei first sent one and a half million taels to Jia Yu on the construction site, and asked him to spend it first, and if it was not enough, he could come to the house to get it again.

This cement road is a bit long, and now it has been four or five days, and it has only been paved less than two miles outside Feixian City, according to Jia Yu, the road is not as short as between Feixian City and the capital, and the road condition is not good, there are too many places that need to be repaired.

And a small number of workers who work out are craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry, most of them are poor people, the crops didn't work before, and now they have begun to harvest corn, and many people go home to do farm work, and the rest of the people either have someone in the family to harvest corn, or Mo is a second-rate son of Feixian City, who has no arable land and can only live by working.

In Jia Yu's eyes, building along the winding road in the past, although it saves labor, but uses a lot of cement, in his opinion, the worker's day is naturally not as good as a magical bag of cement, so he took it upon himself to spend a lot of time and manpower to build the road straight.

Feng Fei didn't know what to say about this, the other party was also thinking about himself, thinking that cement was very expensive, but he didn't know that Feng Fei in the modern world was far richer than in the ancient world, and these cements were a drop in the bucket for him, on the contrary, to build roads like this, the workers were tired, and the construction time was long, and the wages of the workers were calculated on a daily basis, and Feng Fei had to pay a large amount of extra wages if the project was completed one day later.

If he had put it aside in the past, he might have objected to this practice, but now with this donation, he can accept it, after all, the road is straightened, and the distance back and forth is also shortened a lot, and the travel between the two places can be shortened a lot, which is more beneficial for future development.

When they stayed on the construction site until almost noon, Feng Fei and Ma Wu returned to the field together, and many people had already harvested a lot of corn and were using ox carts to pull them home.

Because Feng Fei taught them that after the corn is harvested, it must be dried so that it can be stored for a long time and is not easy to mold.

As for how to get the corn kernels off the corn cob, Feng Fei doesn't know at present, because he has used a threshing machine to grow corn at home since he can remember, and he still doesn't know how to get it manually.

The farmers of Feixian City, each family can harvest thousands of catties of corn, and they can't let them buckle down one by one.

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Take off the corn today, when I got home, it was half past nine, I hurriedly ate some food, and I began to code words, and I just finished a chapter at eleven o'clock, tired and painful, and I was busy all day, and I had to work the day shift tomorrow, I really didn't have the strength to write today, and tomorrow's chapter will be written tomorrow afternoon, and everyone will read it tomorrow night. (To be continued.) )