The people of Jiaozhi in the city also couldn't imagine that the city was broken, and they were terrified and panicked. However, under the management of Zhao Rui, the military discipline was strict, and he did not do anything to burn, kill and loot the people, so that the hearts of the people in the city became calmer.

According to the custom, Aruna and Zhao Gong led people to exterminate the remnants and occupy various dangerous positions such as the city walls.

Zhao Rui and his entourage came to the government office of the Lang, and the officials and officials here had already run away without a trace.

The administrative status of the Lang in Jiaozhi should be similar to that of Jingjiang Mansion, but Zhao Rui traveled all the way, looking at the shops along the street, which were almost the same as Lingshan County, like a relatively large county seat.

When I arrived at the backyard of the government, the house was full of chaos, and occasionally you could see the falling gold, silver, soft and other things, which must have been left behind by the officials who fled with their families in a hurry.

Later, Zhao Rui sent someone to ask a few Jiaozhi people, and when he arrived at the mansions of several wealthy families, he found that these places were already empty, leaving Zhao Rui with no loot at all.

Zhao Rui smiled faintly, although the gold, silver, and money were easy to carry, there was one thing that they would never be able to take away.

That's food!

When Zhao Rui and his entourage opened the granary of Lang City, they were still stunned by the piles of rice, and roughly estimated that there was a storage capacity of tens of millions of catties.

This is the most important resource today, with food can the number of soldiers be increased, and only without food is the foundation of stability and conquest.

Although wealth such as gold and silver was not left, Zhao Rui owned a large city of nearly 150,000 people, and as long as there was a population and arable land, it was a guarantee of sustainable development.

Moreover, the seeds brought back from modern times in Yongping Village are about to be harvested, and then the seedlings will be bred and brought to Hulang City, which will at least increase the yield per mu here.

Zhao Rui, who was excited, suddenly received a letter from Zhang Zhennan, and his good mood suddenly sank.

Because at this time, Yongping Village poured into more than 50,000 displaced people.

These people must have to receive, but they have to consume food, this year, one person has two catties of grain a day, and 50,000 people are 100,000 catties, and the granary of this Lang City is only enough for them to consume for a hundred days. Originally, I thought that there was a lot of food for tens of millions of catties, but now it seems that it is far from enough, and people with empty stomachs cannot farm.

It's not good, Fang Hongbin is still conscripting, if the homeless people join in, they won't have to eat themselves poor?

Zhao Rui couldn't rest assured, so he handed over the affairs of the city defense to Arjuna and Zhao Gong to manage, and hurried back with a team of cavalry.

The news of Zhao Rui's destruction of the city reached Thang Long, and the emperor Chen Jiong was angry, but now the war with Angkor and Champa was scorching, and there were no troops to send, so he had to strengthen the defense of the city near the city.

However, Zhao Rui is not ready to continue to attack the city, and now the soldiers who went out to fight have lost more than 1,000 people, which made him deeply realize that no one can win the war, and now what his territory needs most is to recuperate, at least to make achievements in the arrangement of food and population, so that it is possible to continue the war.

Zhao Rui hurriedly ran to Dabao City, sure enough, Fang Hongbin's recruitment work was still continuing, and asked the non-commissioned officers, more than 10,000 people had been recruited, Zhao Rui was shocked into a cold sweat when he heard it, and hurriedly shouted to stop.

Are so many big men going to eat Lao Tzu to death?

The people in the back queue heard that the conscription had been canceled, and although they were full of complaints, after all, they waited for the rice to be cooked at home, so they still honestly went to do odd jobs, or went back to farming.

The matter of food still has to find Song Fengyi, Zhao Rui went to Song Fengyi's house but it was empty, Xiao Yi's injury had just healed, and he was naturally very happy to hear that he had broken through the city, and then told Zhao Rui that Song Fengyi might go to the field.

Xiaoyi also said that perhaps because of the pain of losing his wife, Song Fengyi is busier than before. Now I am completely away from home, and it is evening when I come back, and I have already gone out in the morning when it is dark.

Zhao Rui nodded silently to show understanding, and then found a Kunnu who was familiar with the fields, and the two went to find Song Fengyi together.

When Zhao Rui stood next to Song Fengyi, he really didn't recognize that this was the white and pure scholar before, but now he was holding his trouser sleeves and wearing no shoes, squatting barefoot in the field to weed.

Probably because he had just gone down to the paddy field, he was covered in thick mud from the instep of his feet to his knees, but now he was half-dried by the sun, and he looked white.

"Fengyi, I let you manage the planting, but I didn't let you work in the fields yourself!"

Hearing Zhao Rui's voice, Song Fengyi turned his head, his white teeth were exposed under the wide straw hat, and there were beads of sweat on his face, and now his skin had become a healthy tan, but he had lost a lot of weight.

"Lord Wang, aren't you here in person?"

Song Fengyi dragged down two more handfuls of weeds, and then washed his hands with the water in the wooden bucket before standing up and talking to Zhao Rui.

"Now I am busy from morning to night every day, although I am tired, but I have a particularly down-to-earth feeling, looking at this growing crop, I feel that my efforts are not in vain!"

Zhao Rui looked at him with a smile, it is really rare for a scholar to be able to farm the land in a down-to-earth manner and enjoy it.

"By the way, how long will it take for our rice to be harvested?"

Zhao Rui looked at the large green rice, and also felt relaxed, here soon after the golden heavy ears of rice, which was the basis for Zhao Rui to be able to control the fiefdom.

"Well, at least one more month!"

More than a month...... Zhao Rui's mouth was full of bitterness, I'm afraid I can't hold on......

Song Fengyi remembered something, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Rui to the field next to him.

"Lord Wang, what are the seeds you brought back, I don't know several kinds, even the old farmers who have been cultivating here for many years don't know!"

"It's chili, it's ...... A spicy vegetable bar that can also be used as a condiment. ”

Zhao Rui looked at the green patch in front of him, and suddenly thought that chili peppers were introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty, no wonder Song Fengyi and the people didn't know it, even if no one in the whole country knew it.

"Oh...... That's it! Song Fengyi secretly wrote down the name of the chili pepper and pointed to another plot full of vines.

"So, what is it?"

"It's a pumpkin ......"

Zhao Rui smiled, thinking that this pumpkin was also introduced in the Ming Dynasty, and it was normal for them not to know each other. Some varieties of pumpkin can grow indefinitely, but it is not clear whether it is the dark yellow variety.

I remember that there was a news that one of the world's largest pumpkins was grown abroad, weighing more than 900 kilograms!

The improved seeds used in this pumpkin field, as long as they are properly fertilized, will definitely be stunned by the yield per mu!

Now Zhao Rui's biggest regret is that he didn't get sweet potatoes and potato seedlings at that time, otherwise, these two crops that can be used as staple food can really solve the problem of food shortage.

Just listen to their yield per mu to know how awesome it is, sweet potatoes yield 5000 kg per mu, potato yield 2500 kg per mu!

Sweet potatoes, in particular, are simply cheating crops that humans rely on to survive on the planet.

In the dynasties before the Qing Dynasty, there were starvation deaths, or famines of cannibalism, but in the Qing Dynasty, this situation did not exist at all, because the yield of sweet potatoes was too high.

"Pumpkin...... Oh, both are vegetables, it's a bit of a pity...... So, what is it? ”

Song Fengyi felt that food was the most real, and he couldn't help but lose interest.

"Hehe, this is food!"

Zhao Rui looked at the green plants that were more than one person tall, and said with a smile: "This is corn, what is the yield per mu...... About 2,000 catties! ”

"Huh?"

Song Fengyi was dumbfounded, you must know that at this time, the yield of rice per mu is only two and a half stones, that is, about 250 catties, but this plant called corn can reach eight times that of rice?

It's amazing!

"Of course, it may not be so heavy after drying, and the taste is not as smooth as rice, but this is indeed food, enough to fill your stomach!"

Zhao Rui looked at the dense branches and leaves of the crops, it must have been a good harvest, and his mood couldn't help but improve.

"By the way, Lord Wang, now the grain storage in the granary is a little tight, I heard that there is still a lot of grain in Dabaocheng, I don't know if I can allocate some, otherwise I am afraid that there will not be enough food here in Yongping Village."

"Alas! That's what I'm here to tell you about food! Zhao Rui patted his head, looking helpless.

"What? Don't have enough food in Dabao City? ”

Song Fengyi immediately guessed this thing that made Zhao Rui extremely difficult.

"It's going to be difficult...... I'm afraid we don't have anything to eat before we harvest......"

Song Fengyi's face was embarrassed, and he was obviously racking his brains to solve problems for Zhao Rui and all the people.

"That's right!"

Song Fengyi slapped his thigh suddenly, as if he remembered something.

"We can borrow food!"

"Borrowed food?" Zhao Rui said with some confusion: "Who to borrow grain?" In addition to our food, there is ......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Rui's eyes lit up.

"You mean, looking for ethnic villages? For example, Mojia Village! ”

Song Fengyi smiled and nodded, and the two thought together.

Zhao Rui did not delay, waved his hand and said, "Someone!" Invite the old man of the Mo family, the one called Mo Yan! ”

At that moment, someone received the order and rode a war horse to invite someone to go.

Zhao Rui weeded in the field with Song Fengyi, often Song Fengyi needed to hold his strength to pull out the weeds, but Zhao Rui only mentioned it lightly, and even pulled out all the roots and leaves.

However, Song Fengyi's attention was not on this, he thought about it, and asked Zhao Rui uneasily: "Lord Wang, what do you say if they don't borrow the Mo family?" ”

"Don't borrow, hehe, won't not borrow!"

Zhao Rui was full of confidence and easily uprooted an extremely thick weed.

After a while, the warrior who went to ask for someone came to the field with Mo Yan on the same horse.

"Lord Wang!"

Zhao Rui's reputation is now in full swing, Mo Yan is just the head of a village, and he still belongs to the prince's fiefdom, so he naturally has to be respectful to Zhao Rui.

"Mo Lao, I haven't seen you in a short time, you seem to have gained a lot of weight, it seems that your village is indeed worry-free!"

Zhao Rui smiled and raised his hand, so that he didn't have to be polite.

Mo Yan was old and refined, and his heart chuckled.

What does it mean that the prince mentions food when he meets?