After getting permission from his master, Qinglong dodged into the room.

As the emperor's bodyguard, they must always think about the emperor's safety, whether there is danger or not, they must do so.

Seeing that there was only one child in the room and no one else, Qinglong waved to Cao Zhengchun, Zhu Youzhen was in front and Cao Zhengchun was behind, and the two entered the room.

At that time, there was no glass, because the weather was cold, the windows were blocked to keep out the cold, and the room was a little dim, but there was a small fire, and the visibility was not bad.

Zhu Youzhen looked at the small pile of fire, the materials were all some dead branches and heels, although the room was smoky, fortunately, there was still a bit of temperature.

A little boy of about ten years old, sitting by the fire, looked curiously at the three people who came in, except for a broken wooden bed and a broken wooden table, there were two or three dirty little wooden stools, and there was nothing of other value.

The woman looked at Zhu Youzhen and the three of them said coldly:

"The house is very shabby, if you don't feel dirty, just sit casually, you can leave after a while, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door."

It turned out to be a widow, although she was very cold to the three of them, but she was also a heart-warming woman, otherwise she would definitely not let them into the house.

Zhu Youzhen took out a large handful of candy from his sleeve and handed it to the little boy, but the little boy did not reach out and take it as he imagined.

Although his saliva was about to flow, he shook his head, and then looked at his mother, who was obviously not talking and he would not want it at all.

Zhu Youzhen smiled and said:

"What, you don't like sugar?"

The little boy shook his head:

"I like it, of course I like it, I don't have to eat anything, how can I not like to eat sugar, my mother said that you can't just ask for other people's things."

"Oh, the tutor is good!"

Zhu Youzhen, Qinglong, and Cao Zhengchun all glanced at each other, and they were all surprised by the tutor of such a poor family.

"Sister-in-law, let the children eat, we are grain merchants from Jingshi, and we want to see if there is any surplus grain to sell in the village."

Zhu Youzhen said, put the candy on the broken table, and then sat on the dirty wooden bench next to the fire, without the slightest disgust.

His action surprised the woman, who did not refuse the sweets, and even if she only ate two porridges, she would soon run out of food.

"How can there be food to sell, it is estimated that people will starve to death after a while, you are in the wrong place, these candies thank you for the children."

As the woman spoke, she bowed deeply to Zhu Youzhen, which was regarded as a thank you.

"Sister-in-law, is the whole village so short of food? I heard that sweet potatoes and potatoes were promoted as high-yielding and drought-tolerant crops, so why didn't you plant them?"

Hearing Zhu Youzhen's words, the woman suddenly raised her voice:

"What high-yielding crops? It's all a trick to deceive people, a sweet potato is planted, and it is still a sweet potato after two months, which is not shallow, what potatoes are the same, it is better to plant wheat directly, at least one mu can also harvest ten catties. ”

"......"

The woman's words suddenly made Zhu Youzhen feel that there were thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past, and there was a serious mistake in the planting method of sweet potatoes.

In fact, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, sweet potatoes and potatoes already existed in the south, but the yield was also very low, so they were not popularized.

As a modern time-traveler, Zhu Youzhen is very familiar with sweet potatoes and potatoes, and blames him for looking down on farmers and household officials in the late Ming Dynasty too much.

Unexpectedly, he didn't expect to teach them how to grow sweet potatoes and potatoes by himself, and the responsibility was mainly on him, the emperor.

After the people have a serious psychological shadow, it will be difficult for them to plant sweet potatoes in the next year, and they must find a way to prove the yield of sweet potatoes to show them, otherwise they will not plant at all.

There is also the problem of wheat, how can there be only a dozen catties of yield per mu? If you leave it alone in the field, it shouldn't be like this.

"Sister-in-law, it's not that the yield of sweet potatoes is low, it's that there is a serious problem with your planting method, what's going on with wheat? How is it possible to produce more than ten catties per mu? ”

The woman sighed and glanced at Zhu Youzhen fiercely:

"There is not a drop of water, all of them are dead, there are a few wheat seedlings left in the sky, there is a small river on the farm, but it is too far away from us, and when the villagers think of carrying water, they are already facing the sky, even if there is a little water at that time, they will keep it for themselves, who cares about the crops......"

……

After visiting more than a dozen houses in a row, the situation was almost exactly the same, and even many families did not dare to move in order to save food, they were afraid that the activity would consume their energy and then they would be even hungrier.

The only thing that made Zhu Youzhen feel relieved was that there was no phenomenon of freezing and starving to death for the time being.

Because Changping is close to the mountains, they have some wood roasting fire at home, stay at home and don't go out, no one will freeze to death at all, and those who froze to death in the past were homeless.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen's mood was very heavy, and the treasury was empty of tens of millions of taels of silver, because the canal was frozen and could not transport grain from the south, but it was useless at this time.

"Boom Boom ......"

"Everyone in the village gathers at the entrance of the village, and the county orders the adults to give a lecture......"

At this moment, there was a great chaos at the entrance of the village, and it seemed that many people had come, and some people could still be heard shouting at the county magistrate's lecture or something.

Zhu Youzhen turned around and asked an old man beside him:

"Uncle, what is this for? No one will come to give you food1"

The uncle shook his head and smiled:

"Now the officials are much better than before, we don't have to pay a penny of taxes, although hungry, the main God does not open his eyes, the people do not blame the court, but are very grateful to the court for distributing the land tax-free, maybe the county order is to help us, look at it."

Hearing the sound of the gong, the people of the village rushed to the streets, and sure enough, they saw more than 100 officials and officials standing at the entrance of the village, and dozens of war horses behind them, all dragging cloth bags on their backs.

An official in a big red official uniform was shouting loudly:

"Folks, we are also short of food this year, even the emperor sometimes drinks porridge, as long as we survive this cold winter, the grain from the south will be able to be transported over next year.

Now we will turn three meals a day into two, and the food saved will be distributed to you to satisfy your hunger temporarily, and each person will have a bowl of rice, and you must save a little to eat, and you must not starve to death......

Zhu Youzhen looked at the spitting county order, and secretly laughed in his heart, when did the emperor eat porridge, he was completely deceiving the people.

However, Zhu Youzhen knew that he had good intentions, and since he could save food to help the people, it showed that this county order was not bad.

When Zhu Youzhen saw a few people behind the county order, he immediately understood what was going on, it turned out that all the household officials were here, including Ni Yuanlu.

Zhu Youzhen immediately squeezed through the crowd, quietly came to Ni Yuanlu's side, and asked in a low voice:

"Where did all this food come from?"

Suddenly hearing a familiar voice, Ni Yuanlu looked back, only to find that the emperor was actually in the village, and he was ready to pay homage at that time.

Zhu Youzhen grabbed his shoulder:

"Don't scare the people!"

"Oh"

Ni Yuanlu immediately understood that the emperor was on a private visit, and he immediately whispered back in Zhu Youzhen's ear:

"Your Majesty, these grains are all pulled from nearby farms, and there is still some grain stored on the farm, if you have two porridges a day, you can probably manage the people of Changping for a month."

"Farm?"

It seems that the establishment of the farm has finally worked, but it is far from enough to eat for a month, and the winter of the Xiaoice River is almost six months. ”