The large area of saline land was divided into twenty small plots, and the eighty thousand people were divided into twenty teams, each of which was responsible for one piece.

Among them, on the piece of land closest to the brick road, nearly 10,000 people gathered at once, and Yang Yu had to develop a terrace field first, so that others could see the results, so as to stop others' mouths.

It is said to be a small plot, but there are at least 200 acres, and each team of 4,000 people is scattered across these 200 acres, all trying to complete their work.

The fishponders struggled to throw the soil onto the shore, and after the shovel, a puddle of water seeped out in a short time.

Then a flatbed truck came and pulled the wet dirt down the central clearing.

A group of people stepped forward to unload the soil and spread it on the ground.

Everyone has a clear division of labor, and they are all desperately doing their own work, because the more they do, the more they earn.

Some shrewd people calculate in their hearts that if they can continue to work like this all year round, their annual income will be much more than farming, which makes many people secretly say in their hearts that this escape does not seem to be a bad thing.

Stimulated by life and money, everyone worked hard, and in just three days, this piece of terrace was basically formed.

Yang Yu stepped forward to measure the ground, and the formed terrace was about one meter high on the ground, and this was not completely completed, and there was a layer of cooked soil on it.

This is what we call surface soil, because the soil dug out of the ground is free of organic matter, and if plants are planted directly on these soils, they will also not survive.

Yang Yu intends to transport the silt from the repair of the river near Lijiawan; Lijiawan is low-lying and flows through the vicinity, which causes drought and flood near Lijiawan and forms a large area of saline-alkali land.

A piece of 200 acres of land, but unfortunately formed 70 acres of fish ponds and 130 acres of terraces. In terms of value, the value of the fish pond is even higher than that of the terrace!

Because Lijiawan is adjacent to Daxing City, the demand for fresh fish in Daxing City is much higher than that for grain.

In other words, such a large area of saline-alkali land, which could only produce a pitiful amount of alkaline noodles, was turned into treasure under the brilliant decision of His Royal Highness the Acting King, and all of it became land worth thousands of gold.

This piece of land was named by Yang Yoo: The Field of Hope.

Yang Yu looked at his results and nodded, with this piece of terrace, everyone had nothing to say.

Not long after Yang Yu left, five wooden signs stood beside the brick road in front of the terrace, and the five big characters of the field of hope were written on it, and they could be seen from afar.

After Yang Yu left, many people came to visit this terrace one after another, and looked at the homeless people who were busy again, some were silent, some admired, and some had flickering eyes.

But no matter who it is, they all know that Lijiawan is no longer the barren Lijiawan of the past.

In Lijiawan, there are at least 100,000 acres of saline-alkali land that can be improved, which means that in the hands of His Royal Highness the Acting King, it will not be long before he can have 100,000 acres of fertile land.

There are many people in the Guanzhong area, and the contradiction between people and land is acute, especially in Jingzhao County.

Almost all the wasteland that can be cultivated has been reclaimed, and Yang Yu is forced to set his sights on the saline-alkali land that no one cares about.

Now that His Royal Highness the Acting King has suddenly gained 100,000 acres of fertile land in his hands, how can he not attract people's attention.

However, thinking about the previous bad deeds of His Royal Highness the Acting King, as well as the household contract responsibility system that made the poor laugh and the rich coveted, everyone felt a sense of powerlessness.

His Royal Highness the Acting King has a high status, but it is not something that ordinary things can impress, not to mention that His Royal Highness the Acting King is now a clever plan, and he can do incredible things every time, but these things are still very correct.

It seems that to take these lands from His Royal Highness the Acting King, it is simply a tiger's mouth, no, it is more difficult than a tiger's mouth.

In front of the brick road, a four-wheeled carriage stopped on the side of the road, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe helped a trembling old man out of the car.

The old man got out of the car with difficulty, panting and said, "Fortunately, there is a brick road and a four-wheeled carriage, otherwise my old bones would have fallen apart." ”

"Daddy! I said earlier that a horse-drawn carriage is the best for you to ride, and you still don't believe it. If it weren't for the sake of the terrace, it is estimated that your old man would never get on this four-wheeled carriage for the rest of his life. The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"Lao Tzu, I'm like this, what can you do to me?" The old man was quite unreasonable, which made the middle-aged man smile bitterly.

The old man counted down the middle-aged man for a while, then let him go, looked at the five big characters erected on the side of the road, and muttered: "Field of hope." ”

The old man said it again, and repeated it, the more he felt that the five words were very interesting. I couldn't help but scream.

"Good, what a field of hope."

The old man looked at the dense crowd of men who were working in full swing, and fell into memories: "I think that the old man was like these people, fleeing from the famine, but without their fate, he met His Royal Highness the Acting King, and was able to find a way to live here." ”

"Daddy! What do you say these old Huang Li are doing, you are now a legend in Daxing City, and you single-handedly founded Yanlai Tower, and no one in Daxing City knows about you. ”

The middle-aged man said their identity in one sentence, he is Yan Gui, the owner of Yanlai Building, who is famous in Daxing City, and now on the list of the Disaster Relief Division, the first million yuan donation is from his handwriting.

And the old man is his father, Yan Lai. Yanlai Tower is named after him.

Yanlai is a legend in the business community of Daxingcheng, and when he was a child, he was lonely and helpless. From a small handyman, he has slowly grown into a business tycoon that people look up to.

His countless classic business miracles are still praised by Daxingcheng, inspiring ordinary people with dreams.

Yan Gui helped his father to the terrace, and the slimy mud was stained on his luxurious shoes and clothes.

Yan Lai didn't care, and looked at the land under his feet with a happy face. The voice was high-pitched: "There will be one of us here." ”

Yan Gui opened his mouth wide and looked at his excited father, he knew that his father's previous wish was to have his own land. However, the expansion of business and various reasons did not take place.

I thought that my father's thoughts had been dispelled, but I didn't expect him to keep it in his heart.

Yan Gui couldn't bear to hit his father, but he still said in a low voice: "Dad, you also know that His Royal Highness the Acting King has promulgated the household contract responsibility system in Dali County, and now His Royal Highness the Acting King has this 100,000 mu of land in his hands, I don't think he will sell these lands easily." ”

Listening to his son's words, Yan Lai did not get angry, but smiled mysteriously and said, "His Royal Highness the Acting King will definitely sell these lands." ”

"Impossible!" Yan Gui couldn't believe it.

"Then we'll see." Yan Lai made a bet with his son, just like the agreement between their father and son when they were children.