Lei Zhong looked at the young master who had already helped him make a decision, and a thousand words came to his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

That's it.

He has been a house slave for the Lei family for most of his life, and although he is not used to being the head of the palace as a god, he is at least a way to live.

Compared with following the young master, he had to count the money for the young master after being sold by the young master, so that the young master could play around, and it was better for him to play the secret guard of South Vietnam.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Your Royal Highness, the old man is willing to serve His Highness!"

"With Uncle Zhong as the secret guard, there will be no worries in the palace!"

Meizizi, Xichu sent a Shi Lei, and the Lei family sent another Lei Zhong.

This is the same as continuously absorbing talents during the entrepreneurial period, and slowly, his grass platform team can be transformed into a regular army.

It will gradually grow to the point where it can absorb all the talents from all over the world...... It's exciting to think about.

"Your Highness, there is something I don't understand, and I want to ask Your Highness for advice."

Lei Zhong bowed his hand and asked very sincerely.

It made Zhang Junlin nervous, did he want to ask him why he had made such rapid progress in cultivation in such a short period of time?

This kind of thing, he has to make up several lies if he tells a lie, and he can only ask Lei Zhong to change the question......

"The old man came all the way and found that everyone was sprinkling a black thing into the rice field, which smelled very bad, and when I saw it, I realized that it was actually feces, and asked again...... They heard that I was from the Western Chu people's accent, and the locals looked at me with the eyes of a thief. ”

Lei Zhong didn't understand.

Why did this South Vietnamese farmer scatter manure in the rice fields, not afraid that people would eat it and get sick?

He didn't understand, wasn't it just some feces, why did he look at it as if he was going to steal it and eat it?

Although South Vietnam is weak but not poor, if the farmers of South Vietnam have other secrets, as the new people of South Vietnam, they should report this matter to His Highness.

"Uncle Zhong's observation is amazing, and he can see the changes in this rice field at once."

Zhang Junlin applauded.

Shi Lei next to him couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Your Highness, your words are suspected of coaxing Uncle Zhong to play, do you still need to see the changes in the rice fields?

In the past two days, he has not been able to eat and sleep well when he smells the familiar smell, and the memory of manure has always come to his heart, warning him to be the governor of South Vietnam, otherwise he will go back to manure and manure...... I really can't imagine it.

"Your Highness knows about this?"

Lei Zhong was even more surprised.

In his opinion, since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was able to be surrounded by the people at the moment and listen to everyone's opinions, he was indifferent to the strangeness of the rice fields, which was really ...... Is it because you haven't had time to deal with it yet?

"This is what the palace asked everyone to do, and the feces were still soaked by Shi Lei when he was a prisoner, isn't it, Shi Aiqing?"

Shi Lei, who was named, nodded again and again, and dragged the people into the distance.

Your Royal Highness the Prince, you continue to play with Uncle Zhong to tease the old man, and I'll go get down to business.

Uncle Zhong, you are so self-conscious!

When Lei Zhong saw the young master leaving, he subconsciously wanted to follow the past.

can see that the young master is walking faster and faster, and when he obviously wants to distance himself from him, he is very disappointed.

It seems that the young master is adapting to life in South Vietnam, and he doesn't need him as an old slave at all.

It's good.

In this way, he can also stay in the Nanyue Imperial Palace with peace of mind.

"Uncle Zhong, come, this palace will take you to see the treasure that can increase the yield of the rice field by 30%."

Increase production by 30%?!

When Lei Zhong heard this, he was not in the mood to be sad because of the young master's departure, and his mind was full of the golden scene of the harvest.

He hurriedly followed the footsteps of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, walked out of the barracks, and walked towards the Imperial Village.

Early morning.

When the sun rises over the horizon.

After many days of busywork, the farmers finally have a respite after composting, and they no longer have to sweat in the rice fields under the scorching summer sun.

Children weave through the orchards, picking ripe fruits.

Holding a net made of silk and linen, he went down the stream to catch fish.

The idle peasants, some of whom went to the city to work, others went to the homes of the powerful squires to feed their livestock or poultry.

There are also many people, who have temporarily left their wives and children, parents, and newly formed escort teams, and went north to the Northern Qi Dynasty, using the local grain and salt products of South Vietnam to exchange for the minerals of the Northern Qi Dynasty, so as to prepare raw materials in advance for the agricultural tools needed for the next national land reclamation.

When they return, it will be the golden harvest season for the rice fields.

Everyone is actively working hard and struggling with full expectations.

There were also many business gentry who had business relations with Western Chu and Daxi, and began to go to the northwest.

As a result of the war between the two countries, there was a shortage of labor, and although the northwest region was vast but the land for grain production was poor, the South Vietnamese country had a large grain production this year, so they first signed a grain supply contract with their own farmers and then resold the grain to other countries.

While earning the difference, it can also ensure that the price of food in the country will not fall due to too much hoarding.

In doing so, in addition to the mobilization of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the free addition of the third-order escorts, more importantly, these merchant gentry were originally large grain producers.

The drop in grain prices is a loss for the farmers, who can make money by feeding their livestock or poultry, but they may lose the family business that they have accumulated for many years.

Even if the food is not yet ripe, they are already in a hurry to find a home.

Coupled with the support of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it is natural to actively go abroad.

The rapid development of Jinling and Zhenzhou has made the surrounding state capitals greedy.

When they wanted to follow suit, two decrees spread throughout South Vietnam, complicating the feelings of all South Vietnamese.

When I received an urgent decree from 800 miles.

Zhang Junlin was inspecting the stone grinding of the Western Chu captives to be unqualified, and working with the royal carpenters to let them build a waterwheel.

The waterwheel is a tool that can replace manual water for irrigation.

Now that the future war has become a reality, how to save manpower, grow more food, and have a larger population is the most important thing.

In order for the population to grow rapidly, throughout history, it is necessary to provide people with a better living environment.

First of all, to solve the problem of survival, and then to liberate the labor force, make everyone's life easier, let everyone know that the next generation is more hopeful, and then there is no need for the government to call for it, and the new population will double every year.

On the contrary, when even survival cannot be preserved, and the children born are all cows and horses...... Adults are still working hard, where is there time to raise children.

And here, the needs of ordinary people are actually very simple.

Even without a waterwheel, Zhang Junlin believed that the population strategy could be achieved with the industrious hands of the people, but these were his people, and the more food produced and the more arable land was valued, the stronger the energy he obtained.

After handing over the training of soldiers and guards to Bai Zhi and Uncle Zhong, he plunged into the invention with all his head.

"Your Highness, there is still something wrong with the structure of this waterwheel, and we have to try again."

The carpenter's pen had been bald for the past two days, but when he tried the waterwheel, even if he only turned it a few times, the water that was driven by it gave him the motivation to stay up for a few more nights.

"Okay, the grouting period has passed, and you don't have to worry, anyway, this main structure is almost like this......"

"The Divine Decree has arrived!"

Zhang Junlin's words were not finished.

A guard on a white horse rushed directly into the courtyard, condescendingly glanced at the crowd, and his eyes fell on Zhang Junlin, who was dressed in black civilian clothes.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince takes the order!"

Oh?

Zhang Junlin stepped forward with a smile and stretched out his right hand.

The guard raised an eyebrow in displeasure.

"Why doesn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kneel?"

I'm too hard to kneel?

It's cool to think about, but it's not appropriate to say it at this time.

"Bengong has injured his waist recently from work, do you have a big problem with Bengong not kneeling?"

Zhang Junlin stared at the guard who was delivering the decree with a smile.

He didn't exert any force at all, forcing the guards to take it back.

But after he finished speaking, the carpenters, officials, and palace servants behind him all glared at the guards with cannibalistic eyes.