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At this time, Li Zixiao had more than a dozen battalions of the White Dragon Army and a team of nearly 10,000 people, and his subordinates controlled Yongcheng County, as well as half of Xiayi and Suzhou counties.

It is said that it is impossible to feed with this bit of territory, and Li Zixiao has such a huge team at this time.

Fortunately, Li Zixiao has the skill to accumulate wealth, and after harming the old wealth of those landlords in Yongcheng, he went to Yangzhou to make a fortune.

It was with all the money he had looted that he was able to support the expenses of his huge team.

However, at this time, the scale of the White Dragon Army had also reached the limit of Li Zixiao's bearing, and he no longer planned to recruit soldiers until he obtained new territory.

Li Zixiao was in charge of the military affairs of the White Dragon Army, but he lost the government affairs of Yongcheng County to Qian Guangyuan.

At this time, Qian Guangyuan's name was Yongcheng County Cheng, but in fact, he was driving the role of a county order, and Wang Yong, the county commander of Yongcheng, became his deputy instead.

Fortunately, Wang Yong, an old man, knows how to judge the situation and cooperate with Qian Guangyuan, and his daily affairs are headed by Qian Guangyuan.

In the past six months, Qian Guangyuan has taken care of Yongcheng County very well, so the resettlement of displaced people has been completed, and the summer and autumn harvests have been quite smooth.

This year, the rain in the Yongcheng area is average, but it is not a drought year, and the grain harvest is good, even if the taxes are paid.

The people of Yongcheng County still have enough food for the New Year this year.

Qian Guangyuan also did not rest at any time, Li Zixiao left the White Snake Village, and he immediately left the White Snake Village and rushed to the Yongcheng County Government to deal with affairs.

He had a lot of things to deal with, such as a lot of homeless people, and before the cold winter came, they frantically poured into the area of Yongcheng, and it was obvious that they had also heard of the existence of the White Dragon Army.

Qian Guangyuan and dozens of his subordinates did not stop, they measured the pieces of wasteland opened by the people, and then marked them to record the names of the people who reclaimed them.

They also kept merging small villages so that the common people could come together.

In this era, it is easy for people to do things, and the same is true for cultivating the fields, and people can not only help each other when they are concentrated, but also make full use of the existing land.

This makes the utilization rate of land more efficient, and it is more conducive to rebuilding water conservancy facilities such as canals here after the beginning of spring, as soon as the reclamation is over.

The so-called moving of these ordinary people is really very simple.

Originally, they didn't have much property, not even decent farm tools, and they only brought pots and pans, and a few tattered bedding, and they could be considered to have moved after they carried them.

As for their houses, the White Dragon Army helped them build them.

This year, the people of Yongcheng County feel that life is getting better, and they still have food in their hands in the winter, and they are not panicked, let alone leaving their hometowns, and their families have fled from the famine.

Everyone is full of longing for the future, and at the same time full of gratitude to the people of the White Dragon Army.

All these changes came after the White Dragon Army came, and the White Dragon Army fulfilled its promise and indeed distributed the fields to them, and they finally felt hopeful on this day.

After Li Zixiao came out of Beigu Town, he walked and looked at the fields on both sides of the road.

Only a few of the fields here are planted with winter wheat, but most of them are still barren, and those newly cultivated wastelands have not had time to be planted with winter wheat.

Originally, a lot of wasteland here was fertile land, but because of the drought in recent years, coupled with the constant disasters caused by the comings and goings of officers, soldiers and bandits.

So that the bad land has been barren, and now after the White Dragon Army came, the organization of manpower to reopen the wasteland is some good land, and grain production is not a problem.

Li Zixiao got off the horse, walked to a field, and squatted down to look at the soil here.

He was not born as a farmer, so he was not very proficient in farming.

But the quartz under his command, as well as many of his guards, were all peasants, and they knew a lot about this thing, and they flocked to the fields to see the soil here.

"How? The soil in this field is okay, right? Li Zixiao asked at Quartz.

Quartz pinched a handful of soil with his fingertips, looked at it, and said with a straight face: "It's basically okay, it's not too good, but it's much better than our family's previous fields."

In the course of a year, if you only get one season of grain, it will be no problem to feed at least three or four people.

If you can get two seasons of grain a year, you can at least feed a family. ”

Li Zixiao nodded, he had also understood the grain output in this era, but he was really powerless to complain, it was pitifully low.

In this era, the annual grain output of one acre of land could not even catch up with the annual grain output of two or three acres of land in later generations.

However, in this era, there was no chemical fertilizer, and farmers could not get high-yield and high-quality seeds, and it was understandable that the grain yield was lower than that of later generations.

Moreover, since ancient times, Huaxia has lacked that kind of high-yield species, such as the high-yielding species that everyone knows in later generations, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn, and Huaxia has none of them.

In ancient China, wheat and millet were generally grown in the north and rice in the south, but this species was too affected by the climate.

Once God is unhappy one day, there is a great drought, a year of great floods, and the grain production is greatly reduced, and the people will suffer.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was the era of the Xiaoice River, the climate was exceptionally low, the north was in drought year after year, and the peasants came down for a year, making a grain without harvesting, you said that this still makes people how to live.

In addition, the exploitation of the landlords' old wealth and the taxes collected by the imperial court simply do not give the peasants a way to live!

Fortunately, this year, after Yongcheng County was controlled by the White Dragon Army, after defeating those landlords and distributing the land to the people of each village, the people had their own fields, and great enthusiasm for labor broke out.

Then there was an influx of large groups of displaced people, and the White Dragon Army organized the displaced people to reclaim the wasteland on a large scale, and prepared cattle and farm tools for them to ensure normal cultivation in spring and summer.

At the end of this year, Yongcheng County's grain output has reached the highest level in 20 years, and it has produced more grain than in previous rainy years.

At this time, I saw an old man under the plum in the distance, trembling slowly walking from a distance, constantly looking for something in the barren field.

He was followed by a little girl, who looked like a grandfather and grandson, and the little girl was wearing a new cotton jacket, and her face was so red from the cold that she was very cute.

As for the old man, he was much more sloppy, although he was wearing a cotton jacket from top to bottom.

But the padded jacket was tattered, old and dirty, and it was torn in many places, revealing the black cotton inside, and I don't know how many years it had been worn.

So Li Zixiao also got up and walked towards them.

As soon as the old man saw Li Zixiao and his men, he looked very panicked, and when he saw the clothes of Li Zixiao and the soldiers behind him, he knew that he was not an ordinary person.

The old man hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Li Zixiao, and kowtowed to Li Zixiao according to the little granddaughter he carried.

Li Zixiao didn't think their ancestors and grandchildren were dirty, reached out to pick them up, and then glanced at Quartz.

Quartz immediately sent people back to the horses on the road, and from the grain bags they carried with them, took out a few cakes they had eaten on the road, and a few small pieces of jerky.

Li Zixiao stuffed a few cakes into the hands of the old man and the little girl, and said to them: "Don't be afraid of me, I am also a member of the White Dragon Army, and I will not harm you, you can take these cakes and eat them." ”

To Li Zixiao's surprise, when the old man heard Li Zixiao say that he was a member of the White Dragon Army, he immediately became more affectionate to them, but he refused to accept the cakes and jerky they sent.

"The adults are kind, the little old man understands it, but the little old man can't accept this bread and jerky, our people here have already received too many benefits from you, and we can't take the things of your White Dragon Army for nothing."

Li Zixiao didn't expect this little old man to have such a personality.

"Uncle, it's better to be like this, I see that your granddaughter is very cute, and I want her to call me uncle, these cakes and jerky are considered a gift from me to your granddaughter, you can't refuse."

"This ......"

Liu Laohan didn't expect Li Zixiao to say this, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally Li Zixiao had already stuffed the cakes and jerky into the little girl's hand, and the old man felt grateful to Li Zixiao.

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl looked like she was seven or eight years old, and shouted crisply at Li Zixiao.

"Haha, that's good."

Li Zixiao pulled the old man to sit on the ground and asked the old man, "This old man, where are you from?" On this cold day, just after the New Year, what are you doing with your granddaughter? ”

The old man replied cautiously: "If you go back to the good adult, the little old man is the person from Liucun in front, it's okay to be idle, take your granddaughter out, dig some grass roots or something and bring it back to eat!" ”

After Li Zixiao listened to the old man's words, his face sank, he had listened to Qian Guangyuan's report before, saying that Yongcheng County would never starve to death this year, except for the tax of thirty percent of the grain they collected.

The surplus grain left in the hands of the people is enough for them to last until next year's summer harvest.

But at this time, Li Zixiao heard the old man say that he came out to dig grass roots, and his face was not good-looking, thinking that Qian Guangyuan was deceiving him, but in fact, the people of Yongcheng County were not as good as he said.

"Uncle, what's the matter, you don't have any food at home? You still come out to dig up grass roots? ”

"No, no, the adults misunderstood, for the first time this year, the little old man's family has so much surplus grain, all thanks to the seventy acres of land that the White Dragon Army allocated to our family this year.

Over the course of the year, we have beaten a lot of food, and after handing it over to the White Dragon Army, we still have a lot of food in our hands, which is enough for our whole family to eat.

Xiao Lao'er couldn't stay idle at home, so he took his granddaughter out for a walk, and by the way, he dug up some grass roots and went back for adults to eat.

We, the old immortals, have eaten such good bread and spoiled it, leaving it for the grandchildren and granddaughters of the little old man to eat more, so that they can grow taller.

Look at it, yesterday my eldest son pulled the flower clothes made of new cloth for the second girl, which was beautiful and warm. ”

The old man's body is very tough, and he talks endlessly, especially when he talks about the White Dragon Army, his old eyes shine.

After Li Zixiao listened to the old man's words, his face looked much better.

"So where have your sons gone? Didn't I stay at home with you during the Chinese New Year? Li Zixiao then asked the old man.

The old man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied: "Back to my lord's words, I originally had four sons and two daughters, and my eldest son was captured by bandits the year before last, and there is no news until now, it is estimated that it is gone."

The second, third and fourth children are left, and the second and third children went to Gugu Town to work a month ago, and they have to work there for the New Year, but they have to eat and live, and they still have money, how can my two sons come back.

Fourth, that kid has been making trouble since he was a child, fighting everywhere, and causing trouble, but now this kid is more than his two elder brothers, and the fourth kid is now a soldier in the White Dragon Army.

Half a month ago, the fourth child also sent back a sum of money to the family, the fourth child was a soldier in the White Dragon Army, and he took more silver than his two brothers. ”

Li Zixiao listened to the old man's words, and suddenly felt that Qian Guangyuan had really done a good job this year, and he shouldn't have doubted him just now.

The old man was very talkative, and he could see that Li Zixiao was heroic, so he said: "My lord, you must also be a big official in the White Dragon Army!" ”

"Haha, yes, I have a bit of an identity in the White Dragon Army." Li Zixiao replied with a smile.

"Then you must be able to see you General Li every day, you General Li is a good person! Know the suffering of us ordinary people.

Not only did they help us drive away those scourges, but they also divided the fields and land for us, and we were content.

Don't you know, in our village, all the families in the village have set up immortal tablets for General Li, and I hope that you can stay here in the future.

Then we ordinary people are blessed! The old man sighed.

Li Zixiao also sighed with emotion, he knew that the old man was telling the truth, and he didn't flatter them the White Dragon Army, the people of this era are so simple, if you treat them well, he will remember you for a lifetime.

"Don't worry, uncle, our general said that this is the territory of our White Dragon Army from now on, and our White Dragon Army will not leave." Li Zixiao then asked.

"Really? That's great, I'll talk to the big guy when I get back. The old man said with excitement on his face.

"How old is the old man? I see you're really tough! Li Zixiao asked the old man with a smile.

"Don't dare to be! I'm an old immortal, I'm sixty years old this year, and I'm still alive and wasting food, and those in our village who live as old as me are just me and another old immortal.

If it weren't for the White Dragon Army coming, I would have said yes to the old immortal and run away from home together this winter.

If there are no old and immortal us at home, we can save a few mouthfuls of food for the children to eat, and if it's a big deal, we will freeze to death outside, and I really don't want to drag the children down. ”

The old man said with a sigh.

"So the old man has also been farming all his life?"

Li Zixiao was sad, but he still found the baby, so he immediately asked the old man.

As the saying goes, there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the experience accumulated by the old people in a lifetime is a valuable wealth.

And from this old man, Li Zixiao can't learn more, some things about agriculture in this era, and also make a reference for his next new food plan.