July was hot, and it didn't rain well for several months, and the heat was even more unbearable.

It was noon, and the house couldn't stay at all, so Zhiwen simply spread a cool hair under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, accompanied by the continuous sound of cicadas, and rested half-asleep.

As soon as the matter of Liangtian Tunbao is over, except for Ma Er and his men, everyone else has returned to Zhuoluji, and the soldiers who are guarding the door of the trading company also have their news channels, Zhiwen They have not yet arrived, and they have gone without a trace.

Song Xiance and Song Caijie were sent back to Zhuolu Mountain by Zhiwen, and more and more refugees were recruited, in addition to building a dock fort in front of the mountain, it was also time to expand the scale of sweater weaving, there were many things, these two people had experience in the past few years, so they naturally had to go back to help.

The money manager didn't come out, he still stayed in the mountains, and now it's not time to sell sweaters, where he is busiest, he has to do things, in the end, there are still not enough people.

Zhiwen himself stayed in Zhuoluji to help recruit refugees, this kind of thing is not much difficult, the money manager is overkill here, he just sent away a batch yesterday, and it is Zhiwen who can steal half a day.

Doctor Sun is still the same as before, Shenlong sees the head and the end, or treats the nearby villagers, and when there are many refugees, he will also come to boil a few pots of medicine, and the team members who guard him have changed, and they are still the same as Shang Lin and them, running forward and running backwards.

There is only one point, if someone comes to the door to invite him, he must be probed in advance by the members of the guards who escort him.

As for Shang Lin and the others, it is estimated that the wool should be almost finished.

When Sun Kewang and Sun Dachun knew, they had already turned the danger into a disaster, and it was Zhiwen himself, so the two of them naturally didn't say anything, but Shang Lin and the three of them washed the wool, and the subsequent training, I'm afraid life will not be easy.

Zhiwen plans to set up a literacy class in the mountains and in the market town, whether it is a war team, a trade union, or a trading company, as long as they are in charge, they all plan to let them know a few words, but this instructor is not easy to find, and now he is busy, and the courses in Zhuolu Mountain can only be opened intermittently, and the market town where the trading company is located will completely stop cooking.

It's not that he didn't think about going into battle in person, but with Zhiwen's current level, he can only teach simplified characters, he always feels a little deviant, and the most important thing is that Zhiwen is lazy, and he really doesn't want to find guilt by himself.

"Brother Zhi, someone in the town came to ask again, can we let them plant some of the sacred objects in the mountains?" Just as Zhiwen was enjoying the shade under the tree, Shang Xiaocheng appeared, breaking his rare leisure.

Not again! Zhiwen frowned, sobering up from his confusion, this matter really made him a little annoyed.

Expanding the cultivation of sweet potatoes and potatoes is something that Zhiwen has been striving for since discovering the wonderful use of the system warehouse, which can solve the food problem, can solve the problem of refugees and displaced people, and can be regarded as making some contributions to this suffering nation, and at the same time he can make a fortune, why not?

It's just that this kind of sub-fee collection is not quite the same as Zhiwen thought.

In Zhuolu Mountain, even if the mountain people are under control, Zhiwen also thought that there would be one or two people who would jump out, unwilling to exchange grain for the second season's grain, he had planned it, if this really happened, he would not be soft, he would definitely expel them from Zhuolu Mountain, and would not let them stay in the mountains.

It's just that Zhiwen underestimated the impact of a thousand catties of grain per mu on the mountain people, and his words are now no different from the holy decree in the mountains, and the mountain people did not hesitate to hand over the thirty percent harvest when harvesting, and then rushed to continue to pay for the seeds of the second season with nearly thirty percent of the harvest, and there was no doubt about Zhiwen's words.

Not only that, all the surrounding villagers who are related to Zhuolu Mountain have also come to the door, saying that they want to plant sacred things in the mountains, as for the cost, there are some family members who rushed to give, and if they can't pay it, they have put their handprints on the IOUs, and swore that they will pay off as soon as they harvest, and they will never be in arrears.

These people knew about the terrifying yield of grain through the mountain people, and they all rushed to plant it, and Zhiwen didn't have anything to worry about them, anyway, there were mountain people as a guarantee on the IOU.

These two types of people have never thought of using the grain that has been harvested as seeds, all because Zhiwen has confessed that it is impossible to have such a high yield without buying seeds from the trade union, whether they have seen the pitiful appearance of Sun Kewang's acre of land, everyone is convinced of this.

Even some newly arrived refugees were hesitant to plant land outside the mountains, but the area outside the pass was already empty, and the bandits had cut down a lot of trees before they arrived, and there was even more open space, except for grazing horses and planting alfalfa.

Most of these refugees have been working for Zhuolu Mountain for a period of time, although they have not witnessed the harvest with their own eyes, but they can see the increasingly ruddy faces of the mountain people, and some people keep boasting that they also want to plant some to try, although they can't pay the seed fee, but they can withhold part of the wages, the refugees have no complaints, and the union has no risk, which is considered a great joy.

As for these people like Zhuolu Ji, it is difficult to do, and of course they have heard the news of the harvest in Zhuolu Mountain.

With the aggravation of the drought, this area of northern Shanxi may be better than that of northern Shaanxi, but the situation in the field can be seen at a glance, obviously there will not be much harvest, and after paying taxes, I am afraid that there will not be much ration left, and how to survive the winter has become a problem that the people urgently need to solve.

Coupled with the repeated levies on Liao's salaries and salaries, as well as the fire consumption apportioned by the local government, not to mention that the tenants could not get by, even the small and medium-sized landlords who had cultivated their own land, if there were no meritorious children such as Xiucai and Juren who were exempted from part of the land endowment, they were also on the verge of bankruptcy.

If there is no accident, these people can only choose to sell their land in order to pay their taxes, and then go completely bankrupt, embark on the road of escape like tenants, and finally be coerced by thieves and become gravediggers of the Ming Dynasty.

Now I heard that there is this miraculous grain, and few people believe that the yield per mu is 1,000 catties, but the important thing is that they are drought resistant, and I heard that they can plant another stubble in mid to late August, and harvest at the beginning of November, even if the yield per mu is discounted in half, there are two or three hundred catties It is very remarkable.

This means that as long as the family grows a few acres of sweet potatoes or potatoes, then this winter may be safe.

It's just that they can't accept this kind of sub-fee.

In the mountains, the seed fee is collected in this way, after the first season of grain harvest, each household according to the harvest of thirty percent of the handover, from then on, each household according to the number of seeds required, decide for themselves how much grain to buy, if each catty of seeds is exchanged for sweet potatoes and potatoes, it takes five catties, generally one acre of land needs fifty catties of seeds, so calculated, equivalent to two and a half percent of the yield per mu, the burden of the mountain people is not heavy.