Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

　　 Maodong’s life is both cozy and boring. Even Zhu Zhanji ran to the workshop after class every day, saying that he wanted to see what weapon the other party had prepared.

　　 "Husband."

　　 Fang Xing lay on the newly built Kang, dozing lazily, while Zhang Shuhui just came in after finishing the housework.

　　 "Husband!"

　　 Seeing Fang Xing's appearance, Zhang Shuhui couldn't help stomping her lotus feet lightly, and said, "Husband, I have something to tell you."

　　 Fang Xing didn't even want to open his eyes, "Say it, I'm listening."

　　 Zhang Shuhui took out a piece of paper, and said with a sad expression: "I'm afraid the farmers will not have enough grain for next year's wheat harvest."

　　 Fang became more sober, thinking of the northern climate and crops, he said helplessly: "In this climate, unless you are planting high-yield crops, the days must be tight."

　　 Zhang Shuhui thinks so. At this time, in the north of Daming, the small landlords are very difficult, and the meat is buckled, not to mention the dealers.

　　 So why can Fang Xing get the support of Fangjiazhuang, without him, is willing to eat.

　　 People in these days have very low desires. They can eat a full meal and go out with a cloth that can cover their body.

　　 So during the slack season, the farmers would go to the mountains to find some alternative grains in order to make it to the wheat harvest time of the second year.

　　 That's why the northern region is so sparsely populated that there is not enough food.

　　 But the fields around Peiping Mansion are pretty good, at least more than the harvest outside the Guan.

　　 Fang Xing thought for a moment and asked, "Do we have enough food in our family?"

　　 After the wheat is harvested, the first thing is to pay the rent of the owner's family, and then the rest is the one-year ration of the family.

　　 Speaking of this, Zhang Shuhui's sadness disappeared: "Enough, I just went to see it yesterday, at least enough for our family to eat for many years."

　　 All the small landlords these days have the habit of collecting grain, but they are afraid of natural and man-made disasters.

　　 Fang Xing opened his eyes, and said strangely: "Then what are you worried about? At that time, you will use human hair and food."

　　 "Then there is such a thing!"

　　 Zhang Shuhui shook her head and said, "My food belongs to my family. There is no reason to give it to others without reason!"

　　 There is no compassionate woman!

　　 Fang wakes up and sits up and is about to criticize a few words, but Zhang Shuhui sternly said: "Husband, this world is like this. If our family opens this head, it will inevitably be pointed out by thousands of husbands in the future."

"Yes?"

　　 Fang Xing was a little dizzy. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this is the current unspoken rule. Whoever breaks this rule, then everyone will come together to attack.

　　 But you can't eat and drink spicy food by yourself, just watch the dealers hungry.

This is a big problem!

　　 Fang Xing was completely sleepy and pulled Zhang Shuhui over and held her to discuss a solution.

　　 The room was very warm, Zhang Shuhui's face was agitated by the heat, and it was pink, and she forgot about business when she saw it.

　　 "My husband, I think we can make porridge."

　　 Zhang Shuhui thought this was a good idea, so she turned her head to discuss the details. But when she turned her head, she saw a pair of burning eyes.

　　 "Oh! Husband, don't, it's still broad daylight!"

　　 "Just leave it, it's cloudy...it's fine, let's keep our bodies warm."

　　 "……"

　　 "Everyone is coming from every household! Master has something to explain!"

　　 It's cold, and all these things are left to the family members, so there are shouts everywhere in Fangjiazhuang.

　　 Maodong’s dealers all came out, and they gathered outside the main house, listening to their young master pointing the country.

　　 Fang Xing gave a dry cough, seeing that most people's faces were still healthy, and said, "I'm calling everyone here today, not for anything else. I just feel that this day is too loose. Let's find a job for everyone."

　　 The shopkeepers below were very happy when they heard it. This winter's nest is at home, the whole family is consuming food, and they still can't get in, even the boss has a lot of temper.

　　 It's just a few old men, but they are a little bit muttered, thinking about what work can be done in this winter!

　　 Fang Xing ignored the following reaction, and said to himself: "We Zhuangshang I always feel that something is missing. After thinking about it carefully, it turns out that there is a lack of planning!"

　　 "Planning? What is that?"

　　 Right now, some people feel that Fang Xing’s words cannot be understood, and they are preparing to ask questions, but they are kicked by the housekeeper who is watching the scene.

　　 "Master speaks honestly!"

　　 Fang Xing continued: "I took a look. Every family has one person. Take turns. We will rectify the stone field on our farm near the river. We don’t grow food. Let’s dig ponds and plant lotus roots to raise fish."

When Fang Xing's words came out, everyone was speechless, looking at him as if they saw a fool.

In the end, an old man came out. He was about to kneel first, but Fang Xing was drunk. Then he said tremblingly: "Master, there is a river by the side of our village. There is no shortage of fish! And the work of digging a pond is not easy. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it in one winter!"

　　Digging ponds in winter is a taboo. First of all, the soil is hard and hard to dig; secondly, the efficiency of work in winter is not high and the food is in vain.

　　 Ke Fang Xing yelled, "I know what you said, but I'm digging for Master Tang."

　　 Well, you are the master, you have the final say.

　　 Everyone is silent, just wondering if my young master has really become stupid, and will everyone have a good day.

　　 Fang Xing regardless of the three-seven-two-one explanation: "Each family provides one labor force and two catties of flour a day, so be it!"

　　 "Master is crazy!"

　　 Fangjiazhuang is spreading the news that Fang Xing is crazy, and people are panicking.

Next, Fangjiazhuang became a large construction site. Every day people came and went by the river, digging and transporting the soil, but the atmosphere was a bit dull~www.NovelMTL.com~Brother Dehua, why not wait until summer before doing it. Woolen cloth? "

　　 Zhu Zhanji tried to persuade him with a smile.

　　 But Ma Su had another opinion. He carried a shovel and said with piercing eyes: "Teacher, are you deliberate?"

　　 Fang Xing laughed, touched the top of Ma Su's head with satisfaction, and then gave Zhu Zhanji a look of contempt.

　　 "You know that you are a teacher! Unlike some people, they are heartless."

　　 Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly: "I was wrong, but Brother Dehua, don't you know the disadvantages of breaking ground in the north in winter?"

　　 Fang wakes up and screams, "Why don't I know, I also know that in order to start the soil in winter, I had to use firewood to soften the soil first."

　　 "Then you still..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji is finally relieved-it turns out not to be stupid!

　　 Fang Xing said triumphantly: "This winter, I want to do something but I am afraid of getting taboos, but the farmers are tight on grain, so I just find an excuse to distribute the grain!"

　　 Fuck! Is this also OK?

　　 Zhu Zhanji felt that his IQ had been refreshed again.

　　Ma Su bowed and said, "Teacher is compassionate."

　　 Fang Xing saw that neither of them understood the true meaning of it, so he sat with them on the edge of the ridge and talked about his intentions.

　　 "I can't give them food for free, can I?"

　　 Zhu Zhanji nodded.

　　 "Then it will end!"

　　Fang said in a striking and far-reaching manner: "From a small point of view, this is similar to a disaster relief action. From a larger point of view..."

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