These days, everyone knows that there is another group of more than 50,000 homeless people, so many mouths to eat, the pressure of the prince must be not small, could it be that he has hit the idea on the head of his village?

Thinking of this, Mo Yan's face was not as natural as Fang Cai, and he arched his hand and said, "I don't know what the prince called the old man to do?" ”

"Hehe, it's nothing, let you come and see my crops!"

Zhao Rui pointed to the rice next to him and said, "Let's go and see, is it better or worse than your rice?" ”

Mo Yan had already seen a large area of crops growing luxuriantly, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, what is good or bad about the crops, plant them on time and harvest them on time, no more than three stones of rice, can you plant more?

Mo Yan didn't think of the rhetoric of Zhao Rui in the village last time, he just thought that Zhao Rui was talking, how can the rice in this world harvest more than 7 stones?

Are fools dreaming......

Mo Yan didn't care, and walked to the front of the paddy field, but when he really looked closely, he suddenly realized that this rice field was indeed different!

Now that it's time for heading, the rice fields here are obviously thicker than in their own villages, and there are no pests or diseases.

The most incredible thing is that the ears of rice here not only have more layers, but also the rice grains are much larger than those in their own villages, according to this situation, it is really possible to double the yield, or even more!

Could it be that what the prince said is true?

Mo Yan held a rice plant, looked at it and looked, such an excellent variety, not only had he never seen it, but it was also unheard of.

If your own village can grow such rice, then the shortage of land will no longer be a difficult thing, and when the yield per mu will be doubled, the population of the village will be doubled, and it will be completely possible!

"Now I say that the yield per mu is more than 7 stones, do you believe it?"

Zhao Rui saw Mo Yan's surprised expression, and couldn't help but feel proud.

This is a modern I don't know how many generations of excellent varieties have been cultivated, China is originally a big country of rice, in order to let the people of the whole country eat and clothe warm, I don't know how much thought has been spent on rice breeding.

Now my country dares to say that rice varieties are the second in the world, and there is really no one who dares to admit the first.

Therefore, it is impossible not to surprise the ancients with such rice.

"Letter...... Letter! Mo Yan gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "This batch of rice is really a good seed!" There are many ears, large grains, no insects, it is simply the best of the best! Ignorance...... I wonder if we can plant such rice in Mojia Village? ”

Mo Yan is worthy of being old, and he always thinks about the interests of his village, but such a good seed must be extraordinary, and he may not know how much hard work he has gone through to find such a seed.

Can he selflessly share such a good seed? Mo Yan's heart was empty and unconfident.

"Yes! How not! Zhao Rui immediately patted his chest and agreed.

Mo Yan's face was full of surprise, and he was gradually occupied by surprise.

"Really? Thank you, Lord Wang, I thank you on behalf of the fathers and villagers of our village! ”

Mo Yan really didn't expect Zhao Rui to agree so happily, and he quickly lifted his robe and was about to kneel down and kowtow.

Zhao Rui hurriedly supported him, and said lightly: "Mo Lao doesn't have to be polite, when the time comes, I will not only give it to you, but as long as it is a rice field in my fiefdom, I will provide seeds for free!" ”

At this time, Mo Yan's hands even trembled slightly, he knew Zhao Rui's intentions, it turned out that he did not cherish himself with a good seed, but wanted the people of the whole fiefdom to get such a fruitful harvest!

Mo Yan couldn't hold back his excitement, took a step back, got rid of Zhao Rui's held arm, and knelt down to kowtow to Zhao Rui.

Song Fengyi has been standing aside, and at this time, his eyes looking at Zhao Rui are also respectful, thinking that convincing people with virtue is like this.

"Alright, get up!"

After Mo Yan got up, Zhao Rui said with a smile: "But fortunately at present, you also know that there are too many displaced people in the fiefdom, and the food is really insufficient, so I want to borrow food from your village to survive this period of hardship." ”

"The prince is benevolent!"

Mo Yan said excitedly: "You accept the homeless, settle them to eat, settle them to live, we all see it in our eyes, it is too difficult to eat with so many mouths, we originally wanted to contribute some food!" ”

"That's good!"

Zhao Rui and Song Fengyi looked at each other and laughed, only to feel that there was a road in front of the mountain, and the peaks and loops were turning, and it was still difficult food just now, but now it is not a matter all of a sudden.

"But ......"

Why is there still a twist? Zhao Rui's heart suddenly rose again.

"But I've changed my mind now, we in Mojia Village want to come out and use our planting experience to help the prince achieve the greatest harvest!"

This......

It was a bonus!

There are countless large and small villages around Yongping Village, most of them are autonomous in the situation of ethnic groups, Zhao Rui did not think about accepting them, but it is unrealistic to suddenly let them give up their traditions, as long as they are all ordered, there will definitely be conflicts.

Jiaozhi Zhao Rui didn't pay attention to them, these villagers who are equivalent to primitive tribes, Zhao Rui didn't care, but after all, they were the people of their own fiefdom, and Zhao Rui really couldn't do anything to kill innocents.

But now that it's okay, everyone in Mojia Village has spoken, so this matter of refuge is decided.

With the famous village of Mojia Village, then other villages will gradually take refuge under the management of Zhao Rui, and when the time comes, the fields will be planned in a unified manner, the production will be arranged in a unified manner, and what measures will be made according to local conditions and rationalized production, so that the output can be better and more increased. Let food production no longer be the first thing Zhao Rui worries about!

"Mo Lao, thank you!"

Zhao Rui was so excited that he held Mo Yan's hands tightly.

"The prince is serious, we are too late to realize!"

When the matter was negotiated, the faces of the three of them were beaming.

After Mo Lao returned, he not only sent food, but also took the initiative to lobby other neighboring villages, and finally seven or eight villages took the initiative to accept Zhao Rui's unified management.

What a good thing!

Zhao Rui hurriedly asked Song Fengyi to take people to count the borrowed grain, as well as investigate the water and soil environment of each village, so that production can be arranged according to local conditions in the future.

Now the grain has increased again, although it is not much, but it is enough for the population of the fiefdom to take advantage of the rice harvest!

The total number of displaced people who came before and after was already more than 70,000 people, and Zhao Rui did not let them be idle, according to the family, the old, weak, sick and disabled were arranged to Yongping, and some young and strong people were arranged to Wenzhou, Luzhou and other small cities.

In the future, Zhao Rui will develop in an all-round way, and naturally he will conquer the natural environment and let these people reclaim more wasteland.

These homeless people worked all day, not only did they not complain, but they were grateful to Zhao Rui, the prince.

You must know that the land is the lifeblood of the people, and all the food and food are grown from the land, and now they are displaced, thinking that they can have enough to eat.

But when I arrived at Yongping Village, the prince's fiefdom not only had enough to eat, but also divided the fields according to the population, which was simply unimaginable.

Not to mention the prince, whose landlord can do the thing of sharing land to others?

In this way, even if the prince needs more food for the war in the future, this group of displaced people will definitely rush to send it, and there is no need to collect rent or other urging.

Everything has a sense of prosperity.

After Zhao Rui's reasonable arrangement, Yongping Village now has a population of more than 50,000, plus 500 soldiers to guard. There were originally about 50,000 Jiaozhi people in Dabao City, and now they have resettled 30,000 displaced people in the past, and the population has reached 80,000, and 10,000 recruits in Dabao City are being trained by Fang Hongbin day and night, and there are also 500 guards, and nearly 300 soldiers who have come back to recuperate.

Wenzhou and Luzhou are small cities, with the shortcomings of land shortage, the original population is owned by 10,000 people, and now Zhao Rui has placed 10,000 young people in the past to reclaim wasteland, and now the population of these two cities is about 20,000 each.

As a big city that had just been occupied, the population of Hulang City reached 150,000, and Zhao Gong and Aruna led 3,000 troops to temporarily guard there, not only to repel the harassment of the Jiaozhi people, but also to eliminate some internal resistance forces as much as possible.

In total, Zhao Rui's strength has now reached 14,000 people, of which 10,000 are new recruits. The population has reached nearly 330,000, including more than 200,000 people in Jiaozhi.

Zhao Rui was happy for a few days, and suddenly a group of homeless people came, which made Zhao Rui almost lift the table, but fortunately, Zhao Xiaoyi came to report, Zhao Rui couldn't get angry in front of her, but still asked uncomfortably: "How many people are there this time?" ”

"More than 30,000 ......" felt Zhao Rui's unhappiness, and Xiao Yi was careful when she spoke.

"Alas~"

Zhao Rui covered his head in distress and rested his elbows on the table.

There was enough food just now, but now there is not enough......

"You...... You go and arrange the opening of the porridge shed, I'll go and see it now! ”

Zhao Rui sent Xiao Yi away, and then came to the place where the homeless people gathered.

This is......

Zhao Rui frowned, and found that these homeless people were in rags, and there were many people with injuries from swords and arrows, which was obviously the infestation of war!

I don't know where the Tartars have attacked, and the city has fallen......

Zhao Rui asked a man with eyes in the crowd who turned out to be ruined!

Qizhou is just east of Juzhou, and I can't imagine that the power of the Tartars has gradually encroached from the west of the Southern Song Dynasty, but I remember that in history, it was the first to contribute to the two cities of Xiangfan before carrying out a full-scale siege.

Zhao Rui shook his head, this is a parallel Southern Song Dynasty, and even some names are no longer right, what is the use of those histories.

This man was in rags, and the bulging muscles could be clearly seen on his exposed arms, and Zhao Rui couldn't help but ask curiously, "What kind of work do you do?" ”

"Back to my lord, the villain is a blacksmith!" This man saw that Zhao Rui had an outstanding temperament, so he didn't dare to underestimate it, and replied respectfully.

"Oh, no wonder ......" Zhao Rui held his chin and muttered: "Then you can smelt copper?" Brass. ”

"Absolutely! I'll also make bronze mirrors! ”

Speaking of professionalism, this man has a confident face, and he is obviously a skilled craftsman.