"Really don't put up a flag?" In a room, Liu Cai was also asking Zhiwen.

There is a pity in my heart, the name of Zhuolu Mountain is still taken by him, the famous battle between the ancient Yan and Huang Emperors and Chiyou is said to have taken place in this area, Liu Cai has read some books, and he used Zhuolu in the name of this mountain as soon as he had an idea, which is also the banner they used to rob the road before.

"No, Brother Liu, let's do a business in the future, this bandit is harmful to us." Zhiwen patiently explained that according to the old Song Dynasty, it is necessary to learn from the Taizu of this dynasty, build high walls, accumulate grain, and not be called king.

It's Zhuolu's name is good, and I will get a company in the future, no, it should be a trading company, so it's called Zhuolu Trading Company.

Do you make a living? What is running to afford to raise so many people.

Liu Cai muttered in his heart, the same as his father Liu Laohan thought.

Don't look at what Zhiwen promised them is to make a living, but what really attracts them is food, and they don't pay attention to what Zhiwen said, in Liu Cai's opinion, it is good to be like them, only robbing food and not hurting people.

Zhiwen smiled and said nothing, knowing that he didn't believe it very much, and he would know in the future how much profit this sweater and wool cloth business would be once it started.

Even if we don't do anything now, the food in the system's warehouse will be enough to feed everyone for nearly a year.

Besides, he still has three major artifacts, the ones he planted in his field before are about to be harvested, and when the spring comes, he will plant them on the nearby mountains, and it won't take a year, Zhiwen believes that food is no longer a problem.

Thinking of this, Zhiwen took out a sweet potato and a potato without a trace, "Brother Liu, do you know this thing?" ”

Maize Zhiwen didn't take it out, that thing is said to cost water, and now the water source is tight, let's talk about it later.

Liu Cai shook his head.

Zhiwen was not surprised, and explained to him: "The two of them are easy to plant, drought tolerant, and have a high yield, so we will not worry about food in the future." ”

Liu Caihu suspiciously took the thing from Zhiwen's hand, took it in his hand and looked at it over and over, "Can this thing be eaten?" Brother Zhi, do you know how to plant? We've never seen it, and no one knows how to grow it. ”

Zhiwen raised his chin and just wanted to nod, but suddenly thought that his so-called farming was to put the seeds on the top of the field with his mind and click on it, and then he just waited for the harvest, but in reality, how could he do it?

It's bad, there are only seeds, but they can't be planted, what can be done?

Zhiwen's eyes rolled, and it seemed that he had to find some crops and ask them to see if they would plant them.

Thinking of this, Zhiwen's head hurt again, now that there is a shortage of people, they are all sick, so they can only ask Li Zhi first to see if he knows the good farmer among the refugees, and then ask them one by one.

Kewang and Dingguo, one is not sick, and the other is already well, but they are also very busy.

A day later, Zhiwen returned to his house dejectedly, no one had seen it, and no one knew how to plant it.

Some people say that these two things should grow in the soil, and you can bury them in the soil and try to see if they can grow on their own.

Zhiwen naturally knew that sweet potatoes and potatoes grew in the soil, but he didn't want people to bury them in the soil for trial planting, knowing that if they failed, it was likely to delay the harvest for a year.

It seems that this is the only way to do it.

......

"What? Are you going to Jingshi? Drinking sorghum mush, the sick little Yingniang's voice suddenly became louder.

Zhiwen and their gang of people, where they live next to each other, eat together as before, but in the past few days, Xiaoying Niang and Nan Nan are sick, and the responsibility of cooking falls on Zhiwen, Kewang and Dingguo.

"Xiaozhi, you really can't be idle!" Xiao Yingniang couldn't help but complain in a low voice, she finally found such a good place, she still thought that the family could be together in peace and stability, and live a down-to-earth life, but she didn't expect that before the kang was hot, Xiao Zhi was going to leave again.

"Aunt Song, the livelihood of so many people, I have to go." Zhiwen patiently explained to Xiao Yingniang.

His original plan was to stay in the mountains for a few days, and it was naturally best to go to Jingshi to find a sales outlet for sweaters after the New Year, but it had been almost a year, and he was running outside, and Zhiwen himself was quite tired.

But the current planting problem of sweet potatoes and potatoes made Zhiwen have to advance the itinerary, forget it, while the weather is cold, the sweater should also sell better.

Jingshi is the political and cultural center of the Ming Dynasty, Zhiwen believes that since these three major artifacts are available, it is not difficult to find a person who can grow sweet potatoes and potatoes in Jingshi.

Even if there are no people or books, there are always European missionaries, and these things are what they spread from South America, and they should be able to grow them.

"Okay, well, there is still nearly a month to go before the New Year, and I will definitely be able to come back with New Year's goods before Chinese New Year's Eve." Zhiwen assured everyone.

"Hello, brother will bring you a few clay puppets back."

"Yes, yes, Xiaoying, you won't forget what you want to eat."

"Sachet? Okay, Niuniu, Brother Zhi will remember to buy it back for you. ”

Then Zhiwen made a lot of various promises, and finally settled a few girls.

"That's right, Xiaozhi, go to Jingshi and remember to buy medicine, what medicinal materials do you need, how much do you need, I'll write a list for you later." Sun father and son have been going out early and returning late to see people these days, and they know that there are not many medicinal materials.

"Aunt Song, what do you want me to bring?"

"You, just bring yourself back peacefully." Xiao Yingniang had long regarded Zhiwen and the others as her own children, and she was worried about their safety.

"Dazhu, you go with me." Zhiwen began to arrange.

Everyone else is sick, and here can only be Kewang and himself, plus Liu Cai and his father on the original Zhuolu Mountain, one old and two young, the number and age structure are just right.

Kewang excitedly agreed, Jingshi, he never thought that he would go to Jingshi one day.

After eating, Zhiwen pulled Dingguo aside alone.

"Dingguo, it's hard for you to stay here." Song Xiance and Li Zhi and others, including Xiao Yingniang, their illness should be cured soon, and they should be able to help in a few days.

Dingguo knew that he was going to Jingshi, not to fight, and he didn't care.

"Well, you'll have to get some of these things done."

"You say, Brother Zhi."

"The puddle hasn't been completely made yet, you have a snack." He was instructed by Li Zhi on the first day, but he fell ill the next day, and his progress was affected.

"Recruit people, you can recruit more, one is to repair the warehouse, and the other is to build another pass on this side of the road." Zhiwen prepares to implement his idea of entering Zhuolu Mountain for the first time.

It is even more necessary to repair the warehouse, he has to vacate the grain, wool, salt, firewood and manganese in the system warehouse, which can not only increase the confidence of the people, but also will not stop work when he is not on the mountain.

Now he has freed up some supplies and put them in a few empty rooms, but compared to his inventory, it is far from enough.