Chapter 35: Rekindling the fighting spirit
Anna half-knelt in front of him, held the knees of the big brute, and her eyes returned to firmness, "No matter how difficult it is, you have to do it, five years, ten years, until the moment when Tarsus is successful." After saying that, she looked at the bread and salt on the plate, and smiled gracefully again, "My previous wish to eat citrus has been fulfilled, and now the citrus groves of Tarsus have a good harvest, and I haven't eaten the rice you are talking about?"www.biquge.info So don't give up, you give an order to the superintendent of agriculture, and I will do it. ”
"Choose a new location and continue to build a rice farm!" Gawain's eyes were also full of fighting spirit again.
"There are still a lot of rice seeds left in the bales, but they are no longer suitable for planting." Zhao Zhao said.
"Then plant buckwheat and wheat first, and we'll fight next year!" Gawain stood up and clenched his fists.
A few days later, in a zone of gentle hills and crooked rivers in the north-west of the city of Armas, a new landmark was erected, and Gawain stood high in a white fine linen robe, with Anna and Zhao Zhao by his side—under the hills, a large number of mobilized holy peasants, wearing straw hats and holding farm tools, stood there surrounded Caesar and the patron, and Gawain insisted on giving a mobilization speech to everyone under the scorching sun:
"Dear people, Romans, many of you have just survived that tragedy, and as far as I can see, you can see the terrible black smoke rising from the seashore and the ruins of the former farmsteads, which may be the devil's fool of us, but it is not the Lord's punishment for us, rumors are not to be believed, and the only reason we fail is that we have not done well enough. The flat, vast wilderness and swamps of Cilicia must be conquered, and once the rice is harvested here, the kingdom of Tarsus will become the envy of the rest of the world, not for my own sake, but for the well-being of the whole nation. I'm going to revive these two farms, right here, it's a revenge war against the devil, and we have to win. I'm going to set up a landmark here, and next to it is a lowland swamp, but because it's leeward, it can't be drained by windmills, but I'm going to take out five hundred Byzantian coins and build four large keel waterwheels, which I will use to dig up the mud in the swamp with the cooperation of machinery and manpower, and then use slave labor to lay stones with you, and draw a lively and clear stream of water from the Zephelim River, and form small stone canals and lakes, and you will first plant buckwheat on the land that surrounds them, and they are very adaptable. That's enough to support you for half a year. In the spring of next year, I will distribute the rice seeds, cattle and ploughing horses to you on time, completely free of charge, and then you will work hard to lift the water from the stone canals into the ridges of the high fields, and soon the paddy fields will be spread like fish scales on this low hill, and you will plant rice with the slave laborers, and then you will wait for two to three months before you can harvest with the slave laborers, and then I will leave all the rice to you, and then you will understand of course that this crop represents high yield and abundance. You will be rich in an instant, believe me, believe in the Gospel of St. Paul. ”
At the end of the sentence, all the holy peasants were excited, half of them were infected by the popularity of the great patron, few noble lords in this era would lecture and guide such a lowly class as Gawain, and the other half were attracted by the favorable conditions, although the destruction of the previous two experimental farms was too miserable, but if there was a good harvest and high yield, people were always eager to "try again".
In the midst of the discussion, Zhao Zhao respectfully handed over a translated document to Anna's hand, Anna nodded, and then handed it over to Gao Wen's hand,
"Romans, wealth is never something that comes easily. Here is my good friend and venerable agronomist, Zhao Zhao from the Imperial Song Empire. What kind of spirit is it for an Emperor Song to come to Tarsus thousands of miles away so that we can all be well fed? This is the true clergy, far superior to the mass and the sacrament. Do you say that you support Mr. Zhao Zhao (in German, for those who have power and knowledge, also known as sir)? ”
"Wow, support!" The Shengfeng farmers in the forefront took the lead in applauding and high-five, and soon the simple enthusiasm of the tide made Zhao Zhao nod frequently and was very moved.
Then, the Six Instructions for the Rice Fields, written in easy-to-understand Greek and Germanland, were posted on a makeshift wooden tie with six points of attention:
First, dig a deep well in the farm, take the rice seeds out of the warehouse when sowing in the next year, and soak them in the cold water of the deep well after ventilation is completed, so as to prevent the occurrence of the "fire field" disaster;
Second, at the moment when the wind stops, use the modified cocoon to sow the seeds intensively, which can prevent the rice seeds from being blown away by the sea breeze before entering the soil;
Third, at the same time as planting seedlings, scarecrows and false eagles must be erected at the edge of the fields, and patrols of the people's army should be sent to set off fire guns from time to time to prevent birds from the Taurus Mountains from pecking and harming the seedlings;
Fourth, before and after the rice is ripe, the heat of the land rises, and the encounter with the rotten wood will prompt the phosphorus fire to wander, once the fire will destroy the rice and kill people, so it is necessary to mobilize the women and children of the farm to pick up and throw away all the rotten wood, and carry the windproof lantern to swim day and night, once the phosphorus fire sees the lantern fire, it will naturally extinguish;
Fifth, each farm has a herbalist office, each with four doctors, and a large hospital is staffed, selected and dispatched by the Seleucian Grana medical officer, to ensure the health and hygiene of the farm personnel;
Sixth, Madame Calleadio was entrusted with the urgent preparation of a batch of flax curtains and curtains, which were to be distributed to the farms, which must be used by the people at bed and at home, in order to prevent the recurrence of the epidemic.
Soon, the peasants felt clear and encouraged, and the craftsmen hired by Tarsus on the edge of the swamp had begun to erect the trough of the waterwheel and the wooden frames that were raised in turn, and the rest of the peasants were all in flux, using oxen and horses to bring timber and masonry to the landmark, while on the side of the makeshift road, Zhao Zhaozheng, sweating, was gesturing with the members of the Reformist Society, teaching them the basics of farming.
Gawain, who overlooked all of this from the top of the hill, looked exceptionally tall in the setting sun.
Anna walked over and snuggled up to his arm, looking at everything that was rejuvenated in front of her, "Many times, it is not God that makes us fearful, but this group of resolute and unyielding ants, this group of creatures. ”
"In this world, we are the only creators. Soon I will ask Mr. Zhao Zhao to bring more hemp and bamboo from Arabia and Tianzhu, as well as cotton. Gawain exhaled and took Anna's small hand.
A herald cavalry swept into the farmstead with a cloud of dust, and shouted nervously to the chief patron on the hill, "The army of the prince of Antioch has crossed Samosata and penetrated into the mountains of Marash!" (To be continued~^~)