The best way to undo the impact of one news is to launch another explosive story, a truth from later generations of Merton.

"There is a big drought in Guanzhong!"

The front page of the second issue of the ink magazine carried this explosive news, which immediately eliminated the influence of proximity to the nadir.

Only then did the people of Guanzhong realize that since there were several heavy snowfalls during the New Year's period, it had not rained for about a month and a half in the entire Guanzhong area.

In this era when food is greater than the sky, no one talks about the harm of kissing and kissing, and in the blink of an eye, they have all become people who are worried about the country and the people.

"It's cloudy and sunny!"

"Lantian Sunny Day!"

"Yongxian and Yijun are sunny."

Fang Xuanling looked at the ink magazine in his hand, looking at the weather conditions in various parts of the Guanzhong region sorted out on it. Not only is the weather in Chang'an City sunny, but even the weather in the surrounding provinces is still sunny and shining, and the entire land of Guanzhong is cloudless.

Not having a drop of rain for a month is not the biggest problem, the real problem is that there will be no signs of rain in the entire Guanzhong area for some time to come.

"Could it be that the disaster of Zhenguan's four years is about to be repeated, and God wants to send disasters to the Tang Dynasty." Fang Xuanling said worriedly.

"Lord Fang Xiang is too worried, the weather is changeable, it is really a normal phenomenon, although the Mo family has the idea of the Ming ghost, but Merton believes that the immortals are high, and there must be no such thing as the rain in the mortal world, no immortal will be bored to do this." Merton put down the brush in his hand and looked at the vivid portrait in his hand with satisfaction, and the continuous portrait made Merton's painting skills further improved.

But no matter how exquisite the portrait was, it couldn't attract the slightest interest from Fang Xuanling, and the shadow of the drought once again shrouded the suffering land of Guanzhong. Thinking of the disaster in the fourth year of Zhenguan and the turmoil it caused, Fang Xuanling's heart was heavy.

"You don't seem to be worried about the drought in the slightest?" Fang Xuanling heard Morton's relaxed tone and said in surprise.

You must know that Mojia Village is also a place of many disasters, last year's flood caused Mojia Village to suffer heavy losses, if it were not for the sudden rise of Moton, what Mojia Village is now is not certain!

"Lord Fang Xiang has misunderstood!" Merton hurriedly explained.

"Your father and I are comrades, and you and Jun'er are good brothers, just call me uncle!" Fang Xuanling said kindly.

"Uncle Fang!" "Uncle Fang, please read the second edition of the ink magazine to understand why the little nephew is not worried about Mojia Village." ”

"Second Edition!" Fang Xuanling found out that there are two editions of today's ink magazine! I picked up another version and looked at it, and the first thing that caught my eye was a large advertisement for the Mo Hospital.

"The Mo family is really fertile and does not flow into the fields of outsiders!" Fang Xuanling glanced at Merton angrily.

Merton's advertisement could have been sent to the court, Fang Xuanling also knew the usefulness of the advertisement, and when he saw the advertisement of the Mo Hospital, he knew what Merton's idea was for the first time.

"Uncle Fang doesn't know, as long as one penny per copy of the ink magazine, plus artificial materials, it is good not to lose money! If you don't print advertisements, charge some advertising fees, you won't be able to support it for long, and new things like Mo Hospital also need advertising publicity, each takes what he needs, after all, the aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys! Merton explained.

"Fallacies! If only the advertisements of Mojia Village are printed, it will be unfair to other businesses! Fang Xuanling reprimanded.

Merton didn't expect that Fang Xuanling could see the pros and cons of advertising at a glance, and the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

"Uncle Fang, rest assured, advertising is a new thing, and the advertising of Mo Hospital is just to attract bricks! If other businesses advertise, ink magazines will definitely be treated equally. Merton said.

Fang Xuanling really found the words "Ink Magazine is recruiting advertisers" on the middle page of the ink magazine, and couldn't help nodding.

The second edition is not all advertisements, there are also some breeding skills, and some advertorials such as farming and breeding, which are actually advertisements for chickens, ducks and goose cubs in Mojia Village in disguise.

"Waterwheel!" Fang Xuanling looked at the waterwheel advertisement that was no less than the ink hospital advertisement in surprise.

"At this time, the new waterwheel modified in Mojia Village has simplified many links, is strong and durable, and is suitable for various hydrological environments." Merton explained, pointing to the ink.

In fact, what Merton introduced was a kind of water-turning overturning car, which was invented in the Yuan and Ming dynasties, so that the waterwheel could not only use manpower, but also use animal power and hydraulic power. The water outlet effect is much stronger than that of traditional barrel cars.

"Is this watermill really as good as advertised?" Fang Xuanling wondered.

He is not a politician who does not distinguish between grains and grains, but is very proficient in agricultural affairs, and the Fang family also has a fief, so he is no stranger to waterwheels.

"Uncle Fang, rest assured, this has been practiced in Mojia Village, and it has been personally recognized by Dasi Nong." Merton said, pointing to a seat under the ink magazine.

"Curved plough in the water!"

Fang Xuanling looked down, and sure enough, he saw Su Lingnong's signature, and spoke highly of the effect of hydraulic overturning, directly comparing it with Quyuan plow, which shows the status of hydraulic overturning in Su Lingnong's heart.

"All the places close to the river in Mojia Village have been set up with hydraulic overturners, and the irrigation work in Mojia Village has been carried out as early as half a month ago, and now the river land has been watered for three miles." Merton seemed to be recounting an ordinary matter, without the slightest show.

Fang Xuanling couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Mojia Village had gone from a dilapidated village in a blink of an eye to such a foundation in a blink of an eye, and everything this brought was the weak young man in front of him.

Thinking of his own child, Fang Xuanling had a headache, the eldest son Fang Yi was rigid and only knew how to study, and the second son Fang Jun was completely at the other extreme, not to read and not to say, but also to prefer martial arts, and to be a good scholar was all defeated by Fang Jun.

"Giving birth to a son should be like a son of the Mo family!" For a while, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fortunately, this kind of thought flashed in his mind, and the drought in Guanzhong in front of him was the most important thing.

"I'm afraid the price of this waterwheel is not low!" Fang Xuanling thought of another situation, since the waterwheel in Mojia Village is so good, the price will definitely be expensive, and it will be useless if many people can't use it at that time.

"Uncle doesn't know that the price of this new waterwheel is only comparable to that of the traditional waterwheel, and Mojia Village can have preferential treatment for farmers who have land, you can pay half price first, wait until the autumn harvest, and then pay the rest of the money, and you can even rent the waterwheel for a short time." Merton said.

"Not bad!" Fang Xuanling nodded appreciatively, the price of the Mojia waterwheel is not expensive, and the sales method is flexible, which is indeed a blessing for the people of Guanzhong.

"What if there is land far from the river?" After all, Fang Xuanling was the prime minister of the dynasty, and he asked the key to the problem. Close to the river, the maximum number of fields with conditional irrigation accounts for one-tenth, while land without water conservancy abounds. What are the top priorities of drought in history?