Original God: The Eternal Lord of Bliss

In a blink of an eye, Liu Yun has been living in the Currency Bureau for half a year.

One day, a fat figure walked in from outside the Currency Bureau.

"I've been exhausted in the past six months. It's even more tiring than helping my master collect all the rare treasures in the world."

This person was entrusted by Zhu Yuncheng to count the people of Guiliji, their occupations, fields, herbs, and immortal students.

After half a year, it was obvious that his fat had shrunk and his face looked more worn out.

"Master, this tea smells fresh and fragrant with a hint of grass and wood. It is refreshing and smooth in the mouth, and the sweetness lasts for a long time. It is the top-grade tea from Chenyu Valley. This batch of tea delivered is only one hundred kilograms."

Zhu Yuncheng was introducing how to make tea when he suddenly saw a fat figure walking in. Whoa! Wasn't that Ning Kuan whom he hadn't seen for two months?

Ning Kuan also walked in at this time and saw Zhu Yuncheng talking to a beautiful woman. He immediately became furious: You are so bad, Yuncheng, I am running around outside doing things, and you are sitting here flirting with a woman?

"Ning Fatty!" Zhu Yuncheng stood up happily, walked quickly to Ning Kuan, and patted his belly. "Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight in the past two months."

"Damn you, isn't it because of you that I became what I am now? And you still call me Ning Pang?" Ning Kuan felt wronged, and then heard Zhu Yuncheng say, "Don't rush to report to me, I'll give you Mora, you go out to eat something good, then come back, take a shower and have a good sleep, and tell me tomorrow."

Ning Kuan was touched when he heard this: "Yes, Director."

"That's right!" Zhu Yuncheng slapped his head, "Come and meet my master, Master Liuyun!"

"What?" Ning Kuan looked at the beautiful woman and his brain froze. This person was Yun Cheng's master, Master Liuyunjiefeng?

"What? Do you think that I am a human in disguise?" Liu Yun snorted coldly when he saw Ning Kuan's expression.

“No, no, no!” Ning Kuan came to his senses, “Ning Kuan has met Master Liu Yun Jie Feng!”

"Well, go down and have a rest." Liu Yun nodded slightly.

The next day.

Ning Kuan, full of energy, came into the currency bureau.

"Hum, hum." As soon as Ning Kuan came to the back, he saw Zhu Yuncheng carrying a bucket and feeding the wild boars.

"What are they doing?" Ning Kuan stared at the dozen or so fat wild boars with wide eyes.

"Ning Pang, you're here." Zhu Yuncheng put down the bucket and said to Ning Kuan, "Come on, let's go to the living room and talk."

In the living room, Ning Kuan suppressed his doubts and reported the statistics of the past six months.

"Now I have returned to the original people, a total population of more than 600,000, more than 120,000 households, of which more than 100,000 are farmers, more than 10,000 are miners, more than 3,000 are hunters, 2,000 are herbalists, 5,000 are textile weavers, and there are 3,000 immortal students."

"Hiss." Zhu Yuncheng took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Guiliji actually had a population of 600,000 at this stage. This was a little beyond his imagination. This was the result of the population continuing to decline for nearly three hundred years.

However, for a vast plain like Guiliji, 600,000 is too few.

It is normal that there are more than 100,000 farmers. If there were not so many farmers farming, how could they support the other 20,000 households that do not farm?

There are more than 10,000 miners, and they were all the people who once lived under the old man's rule. As for other hunters, herbalists and weavers, well, they are all within a reasonable range.

Ning Kuan continued, "There are 300,000 mu of farmland, with an annual output of 75 million kilograms."

Seventy-five million kilograms, or 150 million jin. Now the people of Guiliji don't have that many vegetables as a supplementary food, and basically rely on rice. A family of five consumes about 12 million jin annually, and 100,000 farmers consume 120 million jin. There are still 30 million jin left, for 20,000 households, as well as the disciples and students of demons and immortals. Hiss, it's barely enough to eat!

Zhu Yuncheng did some calculations and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This was already the lifeline of food. In a few decades, the food produced would not be enough to eat.

“There are 100,000 acres of abandoned farmland.”

"One hundred thousand acres means more than 30,000 households, and almost 150,000 people will be lost naturally." Zhu Yuncheng sighed in his heart.

"The annual output of cloth is about 100,000 pieces, and minerals............"

Ning Kuan finished speaking in one breath.

Zhu Yuncheng calculated the output of various materials in his mind and found that they were basically enough.

“Such production can lead to the emergence of business. Isn’t this more magical than steampunk?”

Zhu Yuncheng joked in his heart and said with a smile: "Ning Pang, you did a good job, go and get 30,000 Mora."

Ning Kuan was stunned: "Why is this?"

"This is the reward I give you!" Zhu Yuncheng said with a smile, "You have been busy for half a year, so you should get some practical reward."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Ning Kuan nodded, and then asked curiously: "Director, what's going on with those wild forest pigs?"

"What wild forest pig? That's a domestic pig," Zhu Yuncheng explained. "I want to promote it to hunters for breeding."

Ning Kuan suddenly felt that his brain was not enough: "Hunter breeding? Shouldn't hunters go up the mountain to hunt?"

Zhu Yuncheng shook his head: "Going up in the mountains to hunt is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be pierced by the tusks of wild forest boars. It is better not to hunt and come back to raise pigs and farm. These domestic pigs do not need to eat too well. Wild vegetables, grass, rice bran, and tree roots can also grow meat. After raising them for a year, they will weigh 100 to 200 kilograms. One pig is enough to eat for a long time."

Ning Kuan thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he asked again: "Then, what should the director do?"

"Well, go back and rest for a few days, then gather some hunters and ask them to come and look after the pigs. If you are willing to change from being a hunter to a farmer, each family will have two pigs, one male and one female, and a set of iron farm tools."

Ning Kuan suddenly remembered that the four thousand iron farm tools sent by Hanwu and Yunlian last year seemed to be still piled up in the back. He never expected that Zhu Yuncheng had such a plan.

"By the way, please help me find some elderly farmers and ask them if they want to teach hunters how to farm. If they do, give them one thousand Mora. If they don't want to, don't force them." Zhu Yuncheng added.

"You've found so many things for me to do after only one day of rest. Why don't you do it?" Ning Kuan cursed in his heart, agreed on the surface, and then left.

After sending Ning Kuan away, Zhu Yuncheng sat at his desk, took a deep breath, closed his eyes,

Now, the statistical results have come out, the first phase of education reform has been completed, and the task assigned to him by the Emperor has been completed. It seems that during this year's festival, Grandpa Zhongli will declare himself the King of Men.

Human King! Even now when he thought of this title, Zhu Yuncheng couldn't help but feel excited.

After calming down, Zhu Yuncheng continued to plan what he would do in the future.

In fact, the only thing left is to promote pig farming.

Everything else takes time to develop.