During the Qin Dynasty, there were standards for normal felling of trees, and they must not be cut indiscriminately. This is especially true during the spring season. Bai Ji didn't care about soil erosion, so he filled his stomach first.

Those who go up to the mountains and cut down trees are all in charge of their food. The fine birch camphor wood is turned into wood by the skillful hands of craftsmen. With a wave of his hand, Bai Ji drew a few circles in several places in Nanjun. These are all mines that have mines, and it is good to arrange for them to be mined directly. For example, there are iron ore mines and limestone, and it just so happens that Nanjun also had an iron smelting industry before this, and it can be used for on-site transformation.

The rations for two days were actually not enough at all, and most of the food that fell into their hands was gray steamed buns and millet porridge. Because of the number of people, these flours are not as white as those eaten in Jingyang Mansion. There is also a lot of bran mixed here, and the taste is still a little rough.

Not only these Qianshou, but also Fusu and others all eat this. All the meat brought in was boiled into soup, and there was not much meat in the bowl. It's all minced meat, and that's the only way to make sure everyone can eat it.

Most of the Qianshou of Nanjun are Chu people, and they must be dissatisfied with Qin Guo's heart. There are not a few people who even fall into the grass as bandits, and the hatred of the country is not so easy to let go. So, Bai Ji had to make sure that everyone was the same. The top-down meals are the same, and there is no bias.

There are only two meals a day, and the cooks who cook are all skilled from Qianshou. Pour the corn directly into the kettle, then add water and minced meat, and after cooking, one bowl per person. Although you can't eat enough, you won't starve to death.

Flying fish sat at the base of the wall with a bowl of meat soup. He himself is a Chu person, and his ancestral land is in Nanjun. Now that Bai Ji's decree has been issued, those who want to eat have to work. Go up the mountain to cut down trees, go down to the river to catch fish, and reclaim wasteland...... These are all basic exercises, and many Qiandu are capable, as long as they have strength. They are also willing to work for the sake of food for the whole family.

"Hurry up and eat, and get ready to work after eating. There is still a workshop to be built on the Yangting side, and a large number of people are urgently needed. In addition, a few of you have been selected, and you only need to cultivate Xiangrui and take care of Xiangrui in the future. Remember, there's no room for mistakes! ”

"Don't worry!"

A few sturdy black thin men put down the pottery bowl and patted their chests to reassure. They are all farmers carefully selected by Bai Ji according to the local pavilion chief, and what they are best at is serving the crops. A lot of wasteland has been reclaimed, which is just right for sowing and cultivating.

These are all potato seeds brought by the white millet, and the cultivation time has been shortened to one month, and the fertilizer required has also multiplied exponentially. Even if there is fertilizer, after one season, you can only plant some more beans. Fortunately, the land in Nanjun is fertile, and it is barely possible to plant two or three seasons. After all, there is a lot of wasteland now, so it is good to reclaim it directly.

There is no shortage of fertilizer, and tens of thousands of people eat and drink Lazar nearby. Now even a barefoot three-year-old child knows that he has to go to the thatched house for big and small solutions. I had to drink a bowl of bitter medicine every day, I couldn't drink raw water, and I couldn't go to fish for livestock in the river to eat.

These are the rules set by Xu Fu, and all the capital of Guizhou must abide by them. Whoever dares to disobey the order will definitely be pointed out by thousands of people. Even their relatives will look down on them, let alone find a job in South County.

……

In the city, Bai Ji sat in the middle of the house.

Listening to the news reported from various places, I was a little tired. Xu Fu came to him several times, saying that he lacked medicinal materials, especially Banlan root boiled several times. In the end, it was completely turned into clear water, without any medicinal effect. Bai Ji had no choice but to urge the immortal power to pull out hundreds of stones of banlan root for him, and let him take it and continue to boil.

After Xu Fu's hard work, in fact, Nanjun is much better. At the very least, the epidemic has been brought under control and there is no tendency to spread. The ancients also had a hand in the face of epidemics, and the most common thing was isolation, and it was not bad in later generations.

"Your Majesty, there is too much grain and grass consumed now......"

After the report, Chun Yuyue's face was full of sadness. According to what he thought, he could last at least a month, after all, he could save some food. Two meals a day is too luxurious, and one meal can make people starve to death. But Bai Ji didn't do it, and let them eat until they were full. With so many mouths, where can they hold up?

Now the head of Nanjun Qiantou can be regarded as completely returning to his heart, and there are even bandits who have come out of the barren mountains. This is not the initiative, Bai Ji cut down all the wood on the mountain, and then burned it to ashes, and they must not be burned to death if they don't come out? Bai Ji asked Chun Yuyue to inquire carefully, as long as they didn't do anything hurtful to heaven and reason, they were all exempted from their crimes.

Many of the bandits are caused by floods, and they really have no chance of survival. If you die, you will grab some goods from the Jia people along the road, and you will not harm the lives of others. There are also many soldiers of the Chu State, and if they have some ability, they will occupy the mountain as the king. They are also a big hidden danger in Nanjun, and this time the flood disaster can be regarded as a mistake.

Bai Ji did not embarrass them, but he would definitely be punished for doing something wrong. As bandits, they have only one task assigned to them by Bai Ji, and that is to build a dam! Now the flood is not over, the embankment at Yangting has become more like a burst, and it must be reinforced, otherwise several counties behind Yangting will be affected.

Now that the river is overflowing, these bandits have to risk their lives to work in the river. If you are not careful and fall into the turbulent river, even if you understand the nature of water, you will be swept into it in an instant.

"Don't worry." Bai Ji got up and patted Chun Yuyue's shoulder, "Lao Chun, your ideological consciousness is too low. Now paper mills, steel mills, and cement kilns have all been built, and there are hundreds of workshops in all parts of South County. Although it is still investing, the profits that can be brought in the future are immeasurable. A spark can start a prairie fire, and now we're off to a good start. Next, Benjun is going to find a tender for the Jia people, and they will be in charge of these Qiantou, and our pressure will be drastically reduced after such a dispersion! ”

"Recruit ...... Tender?! ”

"Yes!"

Naturally, there are also Jia people in Nanjun, and they also took the initiative to donate money and food after the flood came. In the Qin State, they are leeks, if they dare to raise the price of grain or hoard Juqi, it is death! Take the initiative to take out the money and food quickly, and you can still keep your family property.

However, this is not enough. The principle upheld by Bai Ji is that the goose has plucked its feathers, and even if it is a stone, it has to squeeze out some oil and water. This vote is quite solid, and Bai Ji draws a big pie for them to let them know the future benefits. However, they will have to bear the expenses of the first few months. Bai Ji is not greedy for money, what he thinks is that in this way, Qianshou can be better.

Because of the flooding in Nanjun, Bai Ji received 50,000 merit points last month. Now, if he cultivates with all his strength in a day, he will have to spend tens of thousands of meritorious deeds, to say the least.

Bai Ji explained slowly, and Fusu listened more seriously than anyone else. He has always looked down on the Jia people, but he didn't expect Bai Ji to use the methods of the Jia people to resolve the biggest hidden danger in Nanjun. Moreover, it also allowed the Qin State to collect the heart of the old Chu Qiantou. Such a harvest is undoubtedly huge.

Now when you walk out of the door, all the leaders will be grateful. Some even dragged their families over, and the family became kowtowers, and now Bai Ji doesn't dare to go out at will. In fact, only Weng Yuan and Haotian can afford to bow down this year, even in the face of the emperor, they don't need to perform this big ceremony. But Bai Ji is different, he is not a human, he is an immortal!

Moreover, he is also the agricultural saint of the Qin State, and no matter how big the etiquette is, it is not too much.

It's okay not to see Bai Ji, and some craftsmen also set up an ancestral hall for Bai Ji, and made a stone statue of the god with clay. Bai Ji went to see it at that time, but he didn't even look at the ugly ones. That's it, Fusu also said that the other party's pinching skills are good, and those with noses and eyes are the same as real people.

Depend on......

Fusu is definitely scolding him!

"Lao Chun, you have a banquet for the Nanjun Jia people in the name of this gentleman. And he set it for seven days to come, and asked them to come quickly, and said that he had a great deal to consult with them. ”

"Yui!"

In fact, the reason is very simple, Bai Ji called them all over. By region, it's the same as playing Monopoly. Each workshop clearly marked the price, and whoever bids higher will belong to whomever belongs. Hundreds of workshops are enough for these Jia people to fight for.

"No, you can ask Feiyu to dispatch sailors to inform the Jia Renxun of the rest of the counties. said that Benjun was going to give them a chance to be blessed, but it was too late, and there were no bones. ”

In fact, it is not in accordance with the rules to do this, Bai Ji's fief is in Jingyang, not in Nanjun. It's just that before leaving this time, Qin Shi Huang personally said that as long as he can toss Nanjun well, there is no problem. Bai Ji played a package ticket at that time, and there was no need for Qin to mobilize materials, so he could naturally solve the flood in Nanjun.

Bai Ji couldn't conjure food out of thin air, but he could get it out of Jiaren's hands!