Fang Hong is a person who has an idea and will quickly implement it. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info he asked Yang Jingye to hire some farmers, and prepared to plant some jade wheat in more than ten acres of land first. This kind of thing, it is inconvenient for him to come forward, so as not to be seen by the Lin family.

As for why Yumai is not planted in all fields, the main reason is that the number of seeds is not enough. After the harvest of these ten acres of land, he can continue to expand the planting range.

At first, when the farmers heard that they were going to plant this Shilaozi jade wheat, some of them were skeptical. What is this, and what can be planted? Everyone maintained a cautious attitude, but fortunately, Yang Jingye was generous and gave a lot of money, so everyone was willing to stay and plant.

There are only about ten acres of fields, and many farmers have sown them all in just one day. Then I poured some water at will, and it was done.

This time, Fang Hong did not use his divine power to urge it, but let it grow freely. After all, he was planning to promote these jade grains, but he couldn't give the people around him the wrong information, in case they really thought that the jade wheat would grow in just a month, then there might be chaos.

The matter of planting jade wheat was very easy, so Fang Hong didn't pay too much attention to it. In recent days, the drought situation outside has not only not eased, but has become more and more severe. Although Anguo has taken a lot of food out for relief, this is still a drop in the bucket compared to the number of people affected by the disaster.

The scope of this drought has swept almost half of the northern region, and tens of millions of people have been affected. In order to cope with the disaster, the rich people desperately hoarded food, and many grain merchants also raised prices one after another, and these practices also led to less and less grain circulating in the market, and in many places even the grass roots and bark were eaten, and there was almost no rice to cook.

Rivers have dried up a lot, and even some of the big rivers have dropped a lot, and bare riverbeds can be seen in many places.

Shanxi is also the hardest hit area of this drought, even if Fang Hong is near Taiyuan City, you can often see groups of displaced people coming. Almost all of them have vegetables on their faces. As long as the homeless people pass by, there is no grass, and even a layer of ground is gnawed off.

Fang Hong wanted to help these displaced people, but he couldn't do anything. Because he can't get enough food out, even if he uses his magical powers, he can't save so many people.

Divine powers are invincible to the number of days, nor are they invincible to calamity. Even God cannot save such calamities in heaven and earth. The only thing that can save humanity is human beings themselves. He believed that one day, human beings would be able to overcome natural disasters, no longer have to worry about food, and everyone would be self-reliant and self-sufficient, with a complete and independent personality.

In the evening, Fang Hong continued to write some of his thoughts and feelings into the "Miscellaneous Records of Language". Now disasters are everywhere, and even his pen is a little heavy.

Fang Hong's handwriting is actually not good-looking, after all, he has not practiced systematically, but in Lin Zhiyuan's dream, he has learned some techniques of using the pen. However, his mind is powerful, he can perfectly control his body, and every stroke is neat and square, like a golden stone. Especially after his mind was heavy, the pen seemed to be on the ground, and every word had to collapse from the paper.

Just as he had finished writing a page, suddenly his ears moved slightly, and he heard some noise in the distance, as if it were some noise.

"Are there robbers coming down the mountain?" "Now that disasters are everywhere, the people's hearts are unstable, and many ordinary people, after they can't survive the hunger, will go up the mountain to rob one side. Even some of the soldiers in the guard have become grass cowards. After all, now the health center has been extremely erosive, and the exploitation from top to bottom is very serious, even if it is a hundred households with six products, they may not even be able to live.

Fang Hong had long expected such a situation to happen, so when Yang Jingye taught some juvenile boxing techniques, he asked some tenants to practice boxing together in their spare time. Although those tenants were not very happy, they had a good relationship with Fang Hong, so they reluctantly agreed.

But later, Fang Hong promised them that as long as they practiced boxing for an hour every day, they could be provided with ten catties of rice noodles and half a catty of pork, and these people did not hesitate anymore. No matter how tired you are, you have to rush over to practice boxing.

The people on this land have had a strong patience since ancient times, and as long as there is a chance to live, they can endure infinitely. Although the rice, noodles and meat provided to them by Fang Hong now are not much, it is enough to make them full of enthusiasm.

After such a long time of practice, they may not be considered masters, but standing there, they already have a bit of a different momentum. Together with the light in his eyes, he was a little smart, not as ignorant as before.

Read and be reasonable, practice martial arts and strengthen courage. When a person's strength increases, so does his spirit.

"What's going on outside?" Fang Hong walked out of the courtyard, and it happened that Lao Fu came from outside, so he asked casually. "It's okay outside," Lao Fu looked dazed, not knowing what the young master was talking about.

Fang Hong patted his head at this time, and his ears could hear the sound in the distance, but Lao Fu didn't have this ability, and the people in Zhuangzi didn't know what was going on outside.

Immediately, Fang Hong didn't pay attention to Lao Fu, but walked straight into the distance by himself. Lao Fu couldn't help scratching his head, this big night, the young master is going out?

When he came to the ridge outside, he saw a figure galloping rapidly on the path in the field, faster than a horse, almost a few feet away. Fang Hong's eyes shone brightly, and he instantly saw the person who was coming.

But it was Yang Jingye, and now that he went to see Yang Jingye again, no blood on his body had leaked out, just like a rock. After stepping into this kind of martial arts extreme realm, the blood qi of the whole body converges and turns into a round pill, which gathers together, and there will be no leakage, so that the life span can be maintained for a long time and the loss will be reduced to the greatest extent.

"What's the situation?" Fang Hong was also thinking about it, the water vapor around him supported his body, and between walking, it was like walking against the wind, and the speed was even faster. In this dark night, it is as silent as a ghost.

"There are people who are inciting the people to rebel, and the momentum is not small. Yang Jingye hesitated for a moment before speaking. Now these homeless people have basically been forced to a dead end, once someone bewitches, the desire to survive in their hearts will erupt and turn into endless evil thoughts.