The pace of time is rushing, the years are long, and between the investigation and rotation of several villages, the time is almost the second Chinese New Year's Eve of Zhao Yuan in this era.

After Xiao Zhaozhuang's children returned, Zhao Yuan's family went to his father-in-law's house to have a pig-killing feast.

In the next ten days, Zhao Yuan was very familiar with Xiaozhaozhuang, Yakou Village, Zhulin Village, Laozhutian, and Songjiazhuang, and Ganxi Village and Dongquan Village, which he had never been to...... The remaining six villages in Gray Plains Town all went around and found out the general situation of each village, especially the situation of population and labor.

In the entire town, the combined local population of each village is less than 10,000, plus some mountain people, it may be just over 10,000 people, which makes Zhao Yuan have some worries about the next land opening plan.

The seven towns of Danling, the total population may not reach 100,000 people, Gray Yuan Town is a relatively well-developed town, and the disaster situation is also a famine that occurred five years ago, although there are small disasters later, but they are not serious, the population is only so little, and the situation in other towns may be much worse than that of Gray Yuan Town.

After the year, Zhao Yuan's plan to buy and open up wasteland will definitely use a lot of manpower. Moreover, it will soon be the time for spring ploughing after the year, and the villagers in each village will also have to cultivate their own fields, and Zhao Yuan is also a little worried about how many people can be invited to help.

After spending more than ten days in various villages and learning about this situation, Zhao Yuan locked himself in the study for the rest of the year and began to try his best to improve farming efficiency and design some tools that can improve labor efficiency.

"I've already thought of all the ways I can think of, and that's the only way to do it for the time being." The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao Yuan came out of retreat, handed Shao Meng a stack of papers, and asked him to go to the ironmaking workshop on the side of the iron mine and start making these tools.

"Uncle, auntie, Happy New Year." On Chinese New Year's Eve, Luoluo, who got up early in the morning, said to Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying.

"Luoluo, you also have a happy new year." Zhao Yuan touched Luoluo's messy hair, the little girl this year is obviously taller than last year, and she is very cute.

"Let's go wash your face first, it's snowy outside, and today is the New Year, so you don't have to exercise." Meng Ying helped the little girl cut her hair and tied her hair a little with a rope.

"This year, the snow didn't really fall until the Chinese New Year, and it was as thick as your knees." Looking at the white expanse outside, Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

From the middle of winter, the town of Gray Plains began to drift with sporadic snowflakes, but there was no heavy snowfall, and it was not until the day before the Chinese New Year that the dark clouds in the sky seemed to gather enough, and finally it snowed heavily.

The advantage of this is that it does not affect the transportation of goods and grain in the cement factory, and basically ensures the supply of food there.

"Uncle, I'm going to build a snowman in a while, but unfortunately Uncle Xiaobao and Brother Xingxing have all gone back, only Sister Xiaoya is here." Luoluo stretched out her hand to grab the snow under the eaves, but was stopped by Meng Ying.

"Okay, Uncle will build a big snowman with you in a while." Zhao Yuan agreed with a smile.

"The lord is early, the lady is early, and the young lady is early." Zhao Yuan's family came to the kitchen, and Yao Yuan's family and Jia Yu's family had already prepared in the kitchen.

"It's all early, Xiaoying, let's distribute the red envelopes prepared to everyone, this year, you have also worked hard." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, madam." Seeing that there were red envelopes for the New Year, Jia Yu's family and Yao Yuan's family were very happy.

"Uncle, auntie, where is my red envelope?" Luoluo said with a pout.

"Sister Luoluo, don't you have it, mine will be given to you." Seeing this, Xiaoya handed her red envelope towards Luoluo.

"Of course we won't forget our Luoluo, look, what is this?" Zhao Yuan patted Xiaoya with a smile, took out a red envelope from his cuff, and handed it to Luoluo.

"Uncle, give it to me." Luoluo happily rushed towards Zhao Yuan.

"Do you remember what you said when you got the red envelope last year?" Zhao Yuan suddenly raised the red envelope high, looked at Luoluo who was jumping up with a smile, and asked.

"Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope!" Luoluo giggled and got her New Year's money from Zhao Yuan.

"Luoluo put away the red envelope first, washed her face, and you see that your little sister has already washed up. After packing up, my aunt has also prepared a red envelope for you here. Meng Ying finished washing up and greeted Luoluo and said.

"Really, auntie." Luoluo happily followed Meng Ying to wash.

"It's all fed on the farm, right?" Zhao Yuan looked at the happy Jia Yu family and Yao Yuan's family and asked.

"I fed it early in the morning, and yesterday my wife explained to us, saying that today is the New Year, come over early." Butler Jia Yu said.

"Okay, we don't have to do any other work today except feeding the animals, let's all have a good year." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

After Zhao Yuan's family finished washing, each of them ate a bowl of fragrant deluxe egg noodles, and everyone began to cook New Year's food.

"Uncle, I want to eat this, this, and this." Luoluo took out the food book that had not been updated for a while from his room, and began to order a bunch of dishes.

"Okay, okay, we will do whatever Luoluo wants to eat today, but so many dishes are not good, you can only order three dishes, and the konjao tofu you ordered is too late to make it now." Zhao Yuan joked with Luoluo.

"Okay, I'll change another one, and I'm going to eat this silk fruit." Luoluo thought that she had eaten demon taro tofu not long ago, canceled some dishes, and struggled to choose three dishes.

"That's no problem, Uncle will make it for you in a while, what about you, little girl, what do you want to eat, you can also choose three dishes." Zhao Yuan teased another little girl.

"Sister Luoluo's order is fine." Xiaoya said sensibly.

"Sister Xiaoya, let me tell you, there is also this cake, which is also very delicious, usually my uncle doesn't make it for me, and I can only eat it on my birthday, why don't you order this?" Luoluo took the food book and gave the little girl an idea.

"Can I order it?" Xiaoya hesitated, the second brother didn't let herself trouble the old man's family, but Sister Luoluo seemed to really want to eat this cake.

"Absolutely." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

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This Chinese New Year's Eve, although it was celebrated on the side of Xiaheba, because Yao Yuan and Jia Yu's family joined, the atmosphere was not cold at all.

Therefore, the new year is coming tonight, and tomorrow, there will be something that will start a new history.

The Chinese New Year's Eve of Zhao Yuan's family was full of laughter, but far away in the Hou Zhou court of Kaifeng Mansion, this year was very unsatisfactory, because there was news that the Khitan and the Northern Han Dynasty were going to attack the Zhou Dynasty, and the people of the Manchu Dynasty were panicked for a while, the emperor was only seven years old Zhou Gong Emperor Chai Zongxun, and the prime minister Fan Zhen and others discussed all night, and decided to send the palace to check and return to the German army to make Zhao Kuangyin lead the army north to resist the enemy......

They don't know that in a small town 1,200 kilometers away, there is a young man who is witnessing this "history" that is about to take place.

"The famous Chen Qiao mutiny, the allusion of the yellow robe, will happen tomorrow." After the noisy Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Zhao Yuan came outside the house with a glass of warm wine, looked at the two snowmen that had been piled up during the day, and said softly.

"Respect for history!" Zhao Yuan drank the glass of wine and looked up at the sky with snowflakes, but unfortunately he couldn't see the stars and the moon.