—Qilu County, Donglai County—

Although hurricanes are rare in Qilu in spring and autumn, they have become a common occurrence in summer. Even if it is not as much as in the south, it is really a bad thing for the farmer in Qilu.

It took a hurricane to pass through, and now it has stopped, but Qilu, which has been hit by wind and rain, is in a mess. The losses on Donglai's side alone are not small. As for the aftermath of the work, it will take a lot of effort.

"Mr. Qian, can you make it easier for me to go in?" Yan Fei knocked on the door, but didn't hear anyone in the house respond for a long time.

Since the war a few years ago, there have been more garrisons than ordinary people, so the person in charge of the Anton Army is also in charge of Donglai County.

Isn't this a few days ago when General Xuanwei was transferred back to Jingzhaocheng to assist Qingluo in managing the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and the command of the Anton Army also fell into the hands of Yan Bei.

It was not easy for Yan Bei to deal with the aftermath of this hurricane for the first time. It just so happens that there is a Mr. Qian in Donglai County, although he has only moved to Donglai County to teach in the school over the years, but he has already made the trust of the people here in Donglai tight.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Mr. Qian's voice came from behind Yan Bei, "I just went to the market to buy something, and the villagers surrounded me, so I delayed the time, I'm afraid it will affect Lord Yan?" ”

There are requests for others, even if Yan Bei really has any dissatisfaction, it is impossible to express it. What's more, Mr. Qian's state Yan Yan also knows that every time he goes on the episode, there are naturally villagers who send things.

"It's okay, it's Yan who bothered Mr. Qian." For the details of this Mr. Qian, in fact, few people know. It's just that this Mr. Dive doesn't know why, and he loves oleander tightly.

Some folks who understand medicine have told Mr. Qian about the poison of oleander, but Mr. Qian still went his own way around the yard a lot, and what he didn't leave his hand was a dark blue embroidered oleander sachet.

The sachet was very old, about twenty years old. Some kind-hearted villagers wanted to pool money to change Mr. Qian, but Mr. Qian did not agree, and kept the sachet like a baby.

Yan Fei had heard of this, and some people even said that the sachet was to commemorate Mr. Qian's wife, but no one knew the details. Now Yan Bei was also curious, so she took a special look, and sure enough, the sachet was hung on Yan Bei's waist.

Yan Beiming's flickering gaze naturally attracted Mr. Na Qian's attention, so he heard Mr. Na Qian ask, "What?" Is Lord Yan interested in this sachet? ”

"Hmm." The ghost envoy nodded in a bad way, and Yan Bei realized that she didn't know how to hide it for half a minute, so she shook off the truth as soon as her mouth was fast.

"It's just an old man's thing, not worth mentioning." Mr. Qian just smiled, as if he didn't care, and opened the courtyard door as he spoke, bowing down and reaching out to invite Yan Fei in.

Although Mr. Qian said this, Yan Bei couldn't really think that this sachet was a worthless thing, but he didn't expose what Mr. Qian said. People on the left and right don't want to say that they are the ones who ask for it, so why are they embarrassed to open their mouths like this and say something again?

"There is no hostess at home, I am the only one to clean up, the mess is tight, Lord Yan should not be disgusted!"

After inviting Yan Bei to sit down, Mr. Qian went to pour some water, "It's not a good tea, please don't dislike it." ”

"Naturally not." Yan Bei is also a military general, so he doesn't pay so much attention to these. On weekdays, the training is busy, and it is good to have clean water to drink, where do you care about good and bad tea.

When Mr. Qian took out the fruits given by the villagers in the market from his cloth pocket, Yan Wei was completely embarrassed, and hurriedly pulled Mr. Qian to sit down: "I came to ask Mr. Qian to do something, but now I am asking Mr. Qian to be busy, and I really don't want to go." ”

"It's nothing, it's nothing, Lord Yan is guarding Dali in Donglai, and he is a model for my generation."

Although he still pushed in his mouth, Mr. Qian still sat down, poured himself tea, and talked with Yan Yanyan, "I didn't bring anything to Donglai County, where can I afford Lord Yan to beg for words?" ”

After taking a sip of tea, the two looked at each other and smiled, no longer greeting, and finally began to talk about business.

"Mr. Qian also knows that the crops in Donglai County have suffered a lot of sins when this hurricane crosses, and Qilu is a big county for farming, although there is still Suhu Lake to support it, but now this hurricane is also suffering."

Yan Bei was really worried. The crops are gone, and the people can't eat enough to eat, and they can't hand over their things. They will not be able to pay their taxes, and this group of garrisoned Anton troops will naturally not have enough to eat.

At this moment, the people were in chaos, and the soldiers in the army were also scattered and slacking off, and the first to be held accountable at that time were their generals.

"Lord Yan, don't worry about it now, at this time, if I think about it, this hurricane is also common in previous years, even if the impact is greater this year, the consequences are not uncontrollable."

What Mr. Qian said, Yan Bei is not a fool, so it is naturally impossible not to understand. It's just that Mr. Qian didn't stay in his position, if he thought differently, Mr. Qian couldn't calm down.

"Mr. Qian's reasoning Yan understands, but no matter how to explain to the court or to the people, it is a problem...... The granary is flooded, and if you need urgent food, you have to send it to Jingzhao! ”

The granary was damaged by the strong wind before the hurricane made landfall, and it was poured out by the rain again, and unless it was spread out on a sunny day to dry it, it could be said that there were no particles at all.

The weather is not beautiful, not only has the rain not stopped in the past two days, but the temperature has also been high.

"There is such a thing!"

The granary is afraid of causing panic, and these days Qilu County has only spread the word among the county officials, and they don't dare to let the people know.

So even Mr. Qian had just heard about it from Yan Bei.

"If that's the case, that's a real problem......"

Qilu's granary itself is ready to be sent to Jingzhao, and then transferred to a place with less grain, not to mention the subsidy to the next county, but Qilu has no food.

"This is a new harvest of wheat, so why didn't you plan for it before the hurricane came?"

Mr. Qian's words were stunned for Yan Bei.

The land where Da Li is located has thousands of years of accumulation, which is not something that can be easily compared with some small surrounding countries.

There is no way to survey this hurricane. Now it is said that the granary has been blown out and that the water has made all the new wheat harvested this year inedible, but it is not only a matter of dereliction of duty.

"This ......"

"However, the granary has been in existence for so many years, and I didn't expect it to be blown away by this wind." Yan Fei didn't know what to do, after all, if the wheat was not put in the granary, where could it be placed?

Urgently shipped to Jingzhao? It rained halfway through, and it was better to be solid in the granary.

"Since this is already the case, Lord Yan can just think about how to explain it to the imperial court, but I will think about the aftermath for a while."

Seeing that Yan Yan didn't know what to do, Mr. Qian didn't say anything anymore. It's not his responsibility, so it's better not to talk about it.