Chapter 537

[a meal is as fierce as a tiger]: it's good to build canals, but if there is a severe drought, will the water be evaporated?

[a look at the record of zero to five]: I think the anchor will find a way to solve it, such as sealing the canal to reduce evaporation.

Although the audience in the live studio only chatted and some suggestions were whimsical, Jiang Pengji did not ignore them, but picked a lot of ideas to remember. It's impossible to dig a reservoir, but it's OK to build a few small reservoirs.

Fortunately, there are a large number of refugees now. The housing construction in Cheng'an county can be slowed down, and the progress of wasteland reclamation can also be slowed down. However, the reservoir can be put on the agenda first. If there is no severe drought this year, it is best. If there is, at least it can be prevented.

Seeing her frown, Wei CI sighed in her heart. She couldn't help thinking of what the old monk liaochen said.

There are indeed many natural disasters in previous lives, but they are not as frequent as in this life.

He didn't dare to think about how much luck the demons in the mouth of the old monk stole, so that the whole world could be so devastated.

Although the LORD was not sure that there would be a drought this year, he believed it in his heart.

"Try to find groundwater veins and dig wells... Anyway, these things have to be done sooner or later. Just come together."

She seemed relaxed and authentic, and Yang Si couldn't help but hehe.

The man moved his mouth casually, and the man at the bottom broke his leg.

Had known that a few meals would end like this, he estimated that... He would still eat.

For a person who likes delicious food, he has never tasted such delicious food, and it is in vain to come to the world.

After all, the drought hasn't happened yet. Jiang Pengji wants to take people to dig canals, not only to prevent it, but also to facilitate people's irrigation and water use. It's best if the drought doesn't happen. If it happens, it can survive at least.

Cheng'an county is close to high mountains, and there are many available water sources. Jiang Pengji took a group of experienced farmers up and down, and drew the reclamation route of the canal day and night. She also asked some craftsmen from Xiangyang County to build a brick kiln near Cheng'an county.

The bricks fired in this brick kiln are not used to pave the floor. The new bricks are wide and long, and the section is lighter and thinner than before.

It's a little troublesome to burn, and there are many inferior products. Jiang Pengji didn't urge, but asked people to continue the development. Don't be afraid to spend money.

She has a lot of soil, and the coal bought from Chengde County can be used next winter, so she is not afraid to waste.

Once Jiang Pengji got into the trench, Wei Ci was afraid.

Looking at the busy figure under the city, Yang Si could feel the hot atmosphere all the way.

He sighed, "money is good. It's much more convenient to do anything."

Without money and food, Jiang Pengji could not attract so many refugees to work for her.

Money is not everything, but you can't do without money.

To Yang Si's surprise, Jiang Pengji employed refugees as labor force. There were no requirements for men and women, only workload requirements.

Both men and women receive the same amount of food every day.

Ask her why, and the reason she gave was irrefutable.

"Why not give the same reward for doing the same work?"

Whether it's moving bricks, digging canals, building houses or building walls, these are extremely physical labor. Since the female workers who come to apply can achieve the workload of a day, they should give the food and remuneration. Isn't it natural?

Moreover, the more he stayed in Cheng'an county and contacted the government affairs here, the more he felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

A women's camp has been established here!

Wei Ci was surprised and explained plainly, "the Lord is short of people, and the combat power of the women's camp is not weak. In extraordinary times, as long as it is a soldier."

Yang Si didn't believe Wei Ci's words. He said, "I think your Lord's plan is not small."

Normally speaking, if there is no purpose, who will let a woman go to the stage?

Even though there are many strange women in the summer Dynasty, after the chaotang is stable, most women still wander around the family.

Yang Si has a keen intuition, but he still can't guess the fishiness inside.

Weici said with a smile, "in the future, it will also be the Lord of your family."

"You are confident."

Yang Si doesn't think he will really recognize Jiang Pengji, even if her temper is really in line with his appetite.

Weici smiled but didn't speak.

With the passage of time, the general outline of the buildings in the center of the county can be seen vaguely, and the architectural style is the same as that of Xiangyang County.

Yang Si has never seen such a thing as green brick. At most, he heard it mentioned by refugees on his way here.

Seeing that Cheng'an county is going to pave the road with green stones and green bricks, and the wide streets are slowly taking shape in the ruins, Rao is used to seeing local tyrants, and he can't help but be surprised. The residence of King Changshou takes jade as steps and tiles are plated with gold, which is normal. People are members of the royal family.

However, Cheng'an county is only a small county, and there are only 18000 households when the people are the most.

Jiang Pengji is just an ordinary gentry, but people can proudly lay green bricks on the main streets and lanes of the whole county, and green tiles on the newly-built houses. Yang sigen didn't dare to think deeply about how much human, material and financial resources it would cost.

To his heart, Maolin county and Jiaoping county are also in full swing, a little faster than that of Cheng'an county.

"How rich." Yang Si sighed.

With a smile, Wei CI took out a set of glass tea utensils and pointed to it. "Jingrong should say that Beijiang is really rich."

Looking at Yang Si's stunned eyes, Wei CI smiled more brightly. "The Lord didn't rely on the power at home. Now she can get to this step. She doesn't know how much effort and effort she spent. Although she has a bad temper, she is really a wise lord who loves the people as a son."

Yang Si regained consciousness and swallowed his saliva nervously. His eyes couldn't help floating on the tea set.

Before, King Changshou spent a lot of money to get a set of peerless treasures from the north. Yang Si was lucky to meet him.

The material is as like as two peas of glass, which is not the same as the one of the guard.

At that time, he also lamented that there were such treasures in the world, which were worth such a high price.

Now... He feels his face hurts!

As soon as he saw Weici's attitude towards tea ware, he knew that it was definitely not worth such a high price.

"Did your Lord toss these things out?"

Yang Si recalled the price received by chang shou Wang at a high price. He couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth. This is stealing money!

"Yes, but she said that the market in Northern Xinjiang is temporarily saturated and there is no need to continue selling. This year, she plans to let the caravan sell to the four southern barbarians or countries such as zhongzhao, Beiyuan and Xichang. At least we can't collide with Northern Xinjiang to avoid revealing the stuffing."

Yang Si stared at the cup in Wei Ci's hand.

Thin white fingers holding a transparent and bright cup, people can't help feeling that the years are quiet... Fart!

"How much is this thing worth?" Yang Si asked.

"You won't know until my lord becomes your Lord. Otherwise, he won't let people go." Wei Ci's face was smiling. At this time, there was a fox like cunning, "Jing Rong should consider whether freedom is important or curiosity is important. Today's business is still busy. We talked about heaven and earth just now, which has delayed a lot of time..."

Weici took a sip of tea and went to his desk to continue his work.

Yang Si's curiosity was lifted high, but Wei Ci was bad. His mouth was like a gourd with a sawn mouth and didn't say a word.