A week later, Yunhong was busy day and night, giving full play to the basic principle that science and technology are the primary productive forces, and in a few days, the various production departments of Xianjinyi underwent earth-shaking changes, the transformation of tools, the transformation of production methods, and the changes in the grain planted. The results were naturally good, and the samurai class looked at Yun Hong's eyes when he threw bags of rice from the supermarket in front of him, and the price of rice in ancient times was more expensive than millet, especially when Hinomoto was not an area suitable for growing rice.

Yesterday he used alchemy to ripen a handful of modern rice production, and the merchants and civilians who were present were very happy, the higher grain production, the more harvest season, which meant that they did not need to buy food from other post houses to meet their needs. Yun Hong distributed the rice seeds made from alchemy to the common people for free, and the relative need was to provide more grain in the first harvest season or go to Jiatiecheng to work as a laborer for a month, and most farmers chose the latter.

In addition, the reform of the steam power unit has also brought significant changes to the lives of the craftsmen and civilians of the Xianjinyi, the efficiency of the conversion of electricity by the steam-powered device has been accelerated, and the electricity restriction in the post has been lifted in just one week, and the Xianjinyi is in a state of bright lights all the time at night.

Yun Hong invented these things out of interest, and brushed up his reputation by the way.

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In the lively post station, the samurai who maintained order kept shouting to prevent the crowd from pushing in, and the outer layer of the post station was crowded with civilians cheering for the iron city. Sifang Chuan Iris greeted the people with a smile, she was not so popular before.

"Don't squeeze me! I'm going to see Lord Yun too! The children shouted and squeezed out of the crowd, looking for Yun Hong's figure with a look of adoration, and Yun Hong's defeat of the black smoke was about to become a familiar legend to the children.

The civilian woman in sackcloth and rags discussed with each other, "It's really good that Lord Yun can come to the Xianjin Station!" Don't worry about being attacked by Kabane anymore, maybe you can return to the peaceful days you used to have! ”

"Yes, the walls of the West Gate have been repaired, and it is all the credit of Lord Yun."

"I heard that Lord Yun also brought rice seeds given by God, and one field can produce two scoops of rice!"

"Two scoops! Or rice!? ”

"It's true, my husband also went to help with the rice harvest, I heard that it was Lord Yun who used special means to ripen the rice, and now most of the fields in the post have been transformed into rice fields."

The samurai, who maintained order, shouted to the civilians who were still grinding against the login carriages: "Hurry up! Hurry up and get in the car! ”

"The Iron City is still ten minutes away from departure, inform the garrison warriors on the other side of the gate to get ready!"

"All the samurai check the equipment!"

Compared with a week ago, there have been great changes in the Iron City, first of all, there are more than ten carriages, the length of the whole car has more than doubled, a steam machine gun is placed on the roof of each carriage, the power is provided by the Juncheng steam machine, and the machine gun platform has a special cover to protect it, so you don't have to worry about Kabane attacking the machine gunner. If Yun Hong hadn't transformed the steam power mechanism of the Iron City, the original steam power unit would not have been enough to drive this behemoth.

The number of passengers on the Iron City increased greatly, with a total of one hundred and fifty armed combatants, more than four hundred trench diggers, and enough food for five hundred men to feed for a week. The water storage is also very sufficient, Yunhong specially renovated a section of the carriage into a water storage room, refining into a formation of energy every day to continuously absorb water from the air and underground and purify.

Before boarding the Iron City, Yun Hong greeted Ikoma and Locke, who planned to stay in the Xianjin Station, patted Ikoma on the shoulder and smiled: "Locke, Ikoma, you will take care of the Xianjin Post when we are away, don't make any big mess, if there is any trouble that cannot be solved, contact us through the radio." ”

Yun Hong improved the radio technology by the way, and equipped the radio station in the cab of the Iron City.

Locke scratched his head, reluctantly waved his hand, "I'll do my best." ”

Ikoma was in awe: "Yes, there will be no accidents." ”

The Iron City took away half of the combat power and labor personnel of the Xianjin Station, most of the samurai stayed, and the armed personnel brought with them this time were basically the soldiers of the Moscow Hotel and the members of the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce, who had been injected with genetically enhanced drugs and wanted to test their physical changes, and there was nothing more interesting than hunting Kabane without a lack of ammunition.

Yun Hong spent a week to stabilize the situation of Xianjin Yi, there was nothing to worry about, and after giving the order, Jia Tiecheng sounded the flute and prepared to leave the post.

"Doodoo doo~~!"

The Iron City drove out of the Golden Post amid the cheers of the crowd, and disappeared into the mountain tunnel after a while.

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In Yun Hong's special carriage, his mental and physical bodies were obviously tired, and as soon as he came back, he fell down on the jade leg of the Sifang Sichuan Calamus and muttered, "Calamus, wake me up when you get to Matsumoto Station." ”

It took him months to complete the workload in a week, and he slept no more than an hour a day, thanks to which he was much more energetic than the average person.

"Well, it's good for your husband to have a good rest." Sifangchuan iris rubbed his hair and said softly.

It didn't take long for Yun Hong to fall into a deep sleep, and there was only the sound of Juncheng driving in the carriage, and the Sifang Chuan Iris looked at her husband softly.

Taking care of Yun Hong for a long time, she saw that the scenery outside was almost to Matsumoto Station, and Sifang Chuan Iris asked Robert to replace her as Yun Hong's knee pillow, stood up and bowed to her: "Miss Robert, Lord Fujun will please you, I will command the deployment of the samurai when I arrive at the destination, there should be no problem with Lord Fujun's arrangement some time ago, Lord Fujun has not had a good rest for too long, if you can, I want him to rest as much as possible." ”

Robert was speechless as he watched her leave the carriage.

After confirming that the Iron Castle had arrived at Matsumoto Station, Robert woke up Yun Hong, who was in a deep sleep, and told him about the idea of the Sifang River Calamus, in fact, an hour of deep sleep really could not restore all his spirit, and he woke up with a weak body and a chaotic head.

Pillowed on Robert's jade legs, Yun Hong stretched his waist and chuckled to himself: "Rare kindness, I am not so incomprehensible." ”

After finishing speaking, he lay down on the hard seat again, buried his face in Robert's maid's long skirt and yawned and said vaguely: "Call me up at six o'clock, today is just to clean up the surrounding Kabane and continue to dig trenches along the traces left before, it is not a problem without me, the soldiers of the Moscow Hotel and Levy can make trouble if they want." ”

"Yes, then please rest well." Robert stroked Yun Hong's hair and said gently.