On Liugong Island, in the newly built lecture hall, the first batch of officers who learned how to grow sweet potatoes and dig vegetable cellars sat there waiting for Liu Yu.

Just like in class on weekdays, the shift leader and the rotating discipline inspection committee waited until Liu Yu arrived, and then shouted to stand up.

Without waiting for these people to shout hello to the teacher as usual, Liu Yu pressed their hands first to let them sit down.

"Today's class is not normal military affairs. Now that the recruits are still eating and recovering, they will not train for the time being, and it will be regarded as a big holiday. It doesn't have to be so formal. ”

"I think you know what to learn. Speaking of which, you are not Confucian scholars, and you do not have any thoughts that a gentleman disdains when it comes to all kinds of work. Most of them are from good families, even if they haven't been to the ground since they were children, they have seen their families go to the ground, and they should learn this quickly. ”

"In the future, after pacifying Dzungaria and restoring the old land of the Western Regions of the Han and Tang Dynasties, maybe it will be in Natuntian. Learn more, you can use it in the future, and you can study hard. ”

On the blackboard, the huge words "serious when it should be serious, lively when it should be lively" were pasted, and under the school motto, everyone joked when they heard that it was not a formal course.

"Lord Liu, if you want to say that, who still learns seriously? The more serious this is, when the time comes, Lord Liu will write in this book, who learns the best and who goes to Tuntian in the Western Regions, isn't that a desire to cry without tears? Who wants to go to that hellish place? ”

"That's right, my lord said so, we don't dare to learn."

One hundred and ten people laughed there, and Liu Yu scolded: "This thing is not very difficult. I don't know how to memorize if I learn well, and I may have to make a note if I don't learn well: this person has a clumsy brain, and it is extremely difficult to learn new things, so he is suitable for being a sentry commander and a brigade guard, and it is not recommended to be promoted in the future! ”

Although they knew that Liu Yu was joking, this group of people didn't dare not learn, and they were much more honest.

It's really not difficult to learn, they have been studying in the camp since they were young, and their comprehension ability is still very high. Things like planting sweet potatoes and digging vegetable cellars can be learned in three to five days.

Looking at Liu Yu holding the thick "Sweet Potato Planting and Preservation" written by the old farmer a few days ago, everyone was also impressed.

There were both armies and navies in the lecture hall, and the two sides were clearly divided, and although they did not reach the point of separating the star fields, they also gathered together.

Chen Qinghai was holding a pen, and Du Feng, who was at the same table, whispered: "Brother Qinghai doesn't have to remember these things that adults said. In a few days, the book "Sweet Potato Planting and Preservation" will be published. ”

As soon as he heard this, it made a lot of sense, and during the interval when Liu Yu finished speaking, Chen Qinghai also whispered to Du Feng: "Fortunately, we don't have to go to Tuntian." Warships can't drive to the Western Regions. Brother Du, I heard that you have been rewarded by His Majesty in the north? His Majesty personally awarded the medal? How did you come up with the idea of coming here to learn how to grow sweet potatoes...... Uh, no, come to Jinghai Palace? You are the only one in our Jinghai Palace official school, you were first admitted to Wude Palace, and then you came to apply for the exam. ”

Du Feng thought that he couldn't tell you this, but thinking about Liu Yu's words at the beginning, it seemed a little distant now, and he couldn't help but be a little depressed.

There are still three training ships in the dock today, and another one was built a few days ago, and this time it is bigger than the previous two. The warship was still far away, and I couldn't help but sigh.

These days, I have learned Latin with steamed buns, and from time to time I have given some gifts to instructors such as Bering and Cherikov, and I think I have learned a lot about my skills at sea, but it's a pity that it's useless.

The other day the French came again, saying that the matter of the warships had been decided, and that the king of France would send a mission shortly. However, I heard that because of the monsoon, the ship will not arrive until next spring, and the mission does not know when it will come.

I heard that there are also a few French naval instructors, and a major, about the rank of "brigade guard" is coming. I don't know if the officers who come here can speak Latin, and if they can't, wouldn't they have to learn French themselves?

It's a headache just thinking about it.

When I went to Vladivostok last year, I performed well along the way, measuring latitude, wind direction, speed, and coastline map. However, the evaluation of Chen Qinghai and steamed buns still pressed him, and there were rumors in Jinghai Palace that the trainee captains of the two French cruisers that were likely to arrive soon would have to be Mi Ziming and Chen Qinghai.

Although it may take a long time to train, it is said that both warships are equipped with sailors and officers, and they will have to learn again one-on-one.

But it should be pretty much the same when you think about it. Considering that he should be regarded as an adult's "descendant", it seems that it is possible to fight, but it is definitely not possible to go the wrong way: Cherikov can accept gifts, but adults will definitely not accept them.

It's one step faster, one step at a time. Thinking that there were also people in that batch of Rakshasas who could speak French, Du Feng thought to himself that his mother's salary this month was all to buy wine, so let's go first and learn French from the Rakshasas.

"Mother, why is Lao Tzu's life so bitter? Emperor Taizong said that Kaowude Palace wanted to learn geometric surveying and mapping, so Lao Tzu endured it and did not study it happily; Now I have to learn Latin and French...... Into the death of the mother, this French language I don't know if it is also special to the mother of yin and yang? Suos cultores scientia coronat, Lao Tzu doesn't want to seek you at all, it's just that Lao Tzu wants to be an official and has to seek you, the knowledge of the son of a bitch ......"

Just thinking about it, his mouth was muttering something else with Chen Qinghai, and the chalk head swished and hit his head accurately.

"Du Feng, stand up. Answer me, can sweet potatoes be stored directly after harvesting? ”

"Uh......"

glanced at it, and saw the steamed bun next to him quietly waved his hand, so he said, "No." ”

"Is it better to have a big mouth in the sweet potato cellar or a small one?"

Glancing at it again, I saw that the steamed bun made a flag gesture during the naval artillery battle, and put on the meaning of "battleship", and subconsciously said: "The bigger, the better!" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I knew that I was fooled, the village community planted potatoes and raised pigs, and some were land, and the potatoes fed to the pigs every year could be eaten in Wendengzhou for a few days if they could be shipped out, of course, I knew that the smaller the storage cellar, the better.

Sure enough, after a burst of laughter, I heard Liu Yu laugh and scold: "You wait to go to Nanbu Continent to plant sweet potatoes in the future!" ”

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The autumn equinox is early, the frost is late, and the cold dew is just in time to plant wheat. In the blink of an eye, the autumn grass is yellow in August.

The cold dew has arrived, the long-lost joy in Wendeng City rose again, blowing and playing drums, and the state pastor Bai Yunhang personally carried the bullwhip, wore official uniforms, and supported the columbone in a farmland, next to the thin farmers waiting for the autumn planting.

When the cattle of the cattle bureau were dressed in red and hung with colors, the government-raised cattle raised in order to prevent farmers from killing cattle and eating them were finally released.

The wheat seeds allocated by the imperial court have also been distributed.

According to Liu Yu said: Officials sometimes do things without brains, and the price of wheat will inevitably rise, but as a result, Jiedu ordered that the grain sold by sea in various places should not exceed one or two or five per stone, and two ships were also seized to buy and sell, but now it is good, not a single merchant ship is coming, and the merchant is not a philanthropist, so he expects to sell it at a high price.

This time, fortunately, we can only rely on the government to raise a batch of seeds and grain from various places to transport them, which is far from enough to sow all seeds, and in some places private seed loans have risen to the point of "borrowing one to repay four."

Despite all these shortcomings, I am finally looking forward to the autumn planting season.

The sweet potatoes planted at the end of June have not yet been harvested, so they can be boiled for a few more days to prepare for the harvest for the winter.

In the past few months, I have eaten a lot of sweet potato leaves and mung bean leaves, coupled with the relief food issued by the imperial court, and Liu Yu has helped extend his power to the village many times, and finally distributed the food perfectly.

There are not many sweet potatoes, mung beans, and carrots, but at least they can survive this winter and not be green and yellow.

As long as it survives next year's wheat harvest, if the weather is no longer so weird, Wenden will survive.

Bai Yunhang held the sowing cart, and his heart was happy.

The entire area of Jiaoliao, not counting southern Liaoning, has the best performance in Wendeng Prefecture. There were no large-scale displaced people, there were no large-scale starvation deaths, and it is said that some counties were covered with bones, and horse-drawn carriages walked by, clattering.

It is far from the end of the end, and there are still seven or eight months before the wheat harvest, which is the most difficult day. I didn't even have to eat the leaves, because it was winter.

The imperial court allocated another batch of grain and rice, but the rest of the prefectures and counties did not have the help of the army, and the attrition, interception and drifting were very serious.

Wendeng planted a batch of crops for famine relief, and the speed of promotion was "shocking" - this is what was written in the decree of commendation to Bai Yunhang.

Thinking of the emperor's personal commendation and commendation, Bai Yunhang's hand couldn't help but squeeze it violently, and the blood vessels and tendons on the back of his hand were exposed.

Not only was there a holy decree reward, but the emperor also personally mentioned a big character in the imperial pen to encourage him.

"Yes"

The word is heavy, heavy.

Looking at the lush sweet potato seedlings, mung beans and carrot leaves next to the wheat field, Bai Yunhang knew that he owed Liu Yu a great favor, a favor that was heavier than the word "can" in the emperor's imperial pen.

He hasn't said anything about the acre yet, but he's already decided to take a big gamble.

A little wheat field was symbolically cultivated, and in the sound of firecrackers, the people who were officials knelt down.

"Bai Qingtian!"

"Never forget the grace of Lord Bai's life!"

After bursts of praise and praise, Bai Yunhang was not much moved, what he cared about was not the gratitude of the people, but the praise of the emperor.

Squeezing out a trace of moving tears, Bai Yunhang said to the people kneeling on the ground: "Hurry up, please get up." It is said that parents and officials, but it is the hard work of the people that the country has grain and rice, and we have the income. Folks, don't be like this...... I'm just doing my best. ”

went down to pick up a few old men kneeling in front of him, Bai Yunhang wiped his eyes with his sleeves that were about to dry, and said loudly: "Everyone, everyone! The solar term waits for no one, and now is not the time to be grateful, so please go back to farming as soon as possible. The wheat seeds of the imperial court have been distributed, the ploughing cattle of each family have also been in place, and Lord Liu has also temporarily borrowed horses from various villages, so don't delay the farming time! ”

"Scattered, scattered, scattered, scattered, hurry up and go to farming. Next year is going to be a good year! ”

Everyone kowtowed to him again, and then got up, and more than a dozen families led the ploughing cattle issued by the cattle bureau, or led some war horses that were not very good at plowing the fields at all but could save some effort, and pulled the newly established "Northern Industry Chamber of Commerce" with a strange name to make the cocoon and other equipment, and ran to the fields of each family, praying for next year's abundance.

Back at Yamen, after the last hesitation, Bai Yunhang took up the pen and wrote down the words "Please try to spread the land into the mu" as the beginning.