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At noon that day, Cheng Zeli fulfilled his promise.

Everyone on the construction site had rice, braised pork, and bone soup.

When work ended in the afternoon, everyone received their wages, except, of course, Scar and the troublemakers.

They injured someone and had no money to pay for medical expenses, so they worked to pay off their debts.

Seeing everyone returning happily with a lot of things, they were envious, but no one dared to complain.

The workers who came to work on the first day tasted the sweetness, and on the second day they called their friends and brought more people.

Cheng Zeli accepted them all. Even if everyone from Xiaoyao City came, he would not think it was too much.

It’s because there aren’t that many people in Xiaoyao City.

Most of those who were exiled to Lingnan died along the way.

The remaining small number of people were lucky enough to make it here.

The first thing we faced was the unfamiliar climate and lack of food.

More than half died of illness or starvation.

The rest, who could not farm or hunt, lived a very difficult life.

In addition, there are very few women in Xiaoyao City, and the ratio of men to women is seriously unbalanced, so it is almost impossible to reproduce.

Therefore, the entire Xiaoyao City, including the old and the young, would not exceed a thousand people.

It is precisely because there are so few people that bandits like Scar, who only have some mediocre kung fu, can dominate here.

When they learned that the City Lord's Mansion was recruiting workers, not only did they have good food, but the wages were also high, the news spread like a huge rock hitting the water, stirring up a thousand waves. The next day, almost everyone who could move in Xiaoyao City came in droves.

Even those elderly people who walked unsteadily, Cheng Zeli never refused them. He had people bring stools and assigned them some simple tasks.

They will also be given four steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and they can take any leftovers home.

When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Cheng Zeli paid them their wages, but these old people refused to accept it.

"Sir, we are already grateful that you allow us to eat and drink without shame. How can we charge you for your work?"

Cheng Zeli quickly replied: "Old man, you must keep this money.

You are not eating and drinking for free. Your help is like timely help to me. You deserve these wages.

You are so old, but you still come to support the work of the City Lord's Mansion. I, your junior, cannot express my gratitude enough.

You are welcome to come again tomorrow."

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The old men still wanted to refuse, but they could no longer say the words "no".

Because they really need the money.

Although Xiaoyao City is very large, most of it is mountainous and hilly, with very little arable area.

The grain seeds sold at the only grain shop in the city were not only expensive, but also had low yields.

Even though they ate porridge made from wild vegetables, the food they harvested was still not enough to last until the next crop was produced.

The grain shop owner had to risk his life to resell grain from outside by passing through the Yundu Mountains, so the cost increased several times and the selling price was naturally ridiculously high.

The worst old rice costs one hundred coins per pound, and even then, it is often out of stock.

By the time the old man came to his senses, Cheng Zeli had already walked away.

Holding the heavy twenty copper coins, several elderly people couldn't help but burst into tears.

"It's different. This city lord is different. Xiaoyao City is saved. We are saved."

Shen Jingbing, who was following Cheng Zeli and Han Yu, asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Cheng, you know that they have no labor force, and providing them with three meals a day is already a great favor, why do you still generously pay them wages?"

Cheng Zeli stood on the ridge of the field, looking into the distance, and said calmly: "This little money that we don't care about may be life-saving money for them.

As the lord of Xiaoyao City, how can I sit idly by and watch my people in trouble?

Protecting my people is my unshirkable responsibility, so this little bit of money is nothing to me."

After hearing these words, Shen Jingbing was deeply shocked.

He originally thought that he and the two city lords had similar mindsets and comparable abilities.

However, only at this moment did he realize that in terms of the city lord's vision alone, he was far from being able to catch up.

At this moment, Cheng Zeli's back looked extremely tall in his eyes, and he was truly convinced by him.

"Brothers, why don't you tell me where we should start to make changes in regards to Xiaoyao City's current predicament."

Han Yu has followed Cheng Zeli for a long time and knows him very well.

He knew very well that Cheng Zeli brought them to the fields today not just for sightseeing, but there must be another meaning behind it.

He followed Cheng Zeli's gaze and saw many hills and valleys among the endless mountains.

The terrain of the col is flat, with a small stream running through it.

He thought for a moment, and seeing that Shen Jingbing had no intention of speaking, he said, "Now is the spring ploughing season, and the most urgent task is to let the people do spring sowing.

Based on what we have seen and heard today, the existing arable land in Xiaoyao City is obviously not enough to solve the problem of food and clothing for the people.

Therefore, we must seize the time to reclaim the wasteland.

These valleys have flat terrain, abundant water resources and fertile soil, making them the best choice for land reclamation and rice planting.

Those low hills can also be reclaimed into terraces according to actual conditions, and as long as there are high-quality grains, there will also be a good harvest. "

"Well said, you have made a very careful observation, Brother Shen, please share your insights." Shen

The Beijing soldiers were deeply impressed by Han Yu's brilliant remarks.

He never expected that this scholar was not only good at reading sage books, but also so proficient in farming.

Hearing Cheng Zeli call his name, he quickly collected his thoughts and answered with a folded hand: "Brother Han's words are very insightful. After hearing them, I suddenly understand.

Since the two elder brothers think highly of their younger brother, I will show off my ugliness.

Nowadays, the crops grown in Xiaoyao City are relatively single. In order to fill their stomachs, both the best and worst fields are used by the people to grow rice.

In my opinion, this is extremely unreasonable. Some fields are barren and sandy, and are not suitable for growing rice at all.

This resulted in the people working in the fields from dawn to dusk, but the harvest was always unsatisfactory.

If we can find an alternative to rice that is both filling and suitable for growing on sandy soil, it will greatly alleviate the food pressure in Xiaoyao City.

As Brother Han said, these low hills can also be reclaimed and other crops can be planted.

In addition, Xiaoyao City has high temperature and sufficient water vapor all year round, so the fruits here grow very well.

If large-scale planting can be achieved, a road will be opened across the Yundu Mountains in the future to sell the fruits here.

I think people’s lives will be much better.”

Inspired by Han Yu, he opened up his mind and talked incessantly about his views on farming.

He didn't stop until he saw the two city lords looking at him with admiration.

“Yes, we must adapt to local conditions in order to find a development path that is truly suitable for Xiaoyao City.

It is very rare that you can think of this, and we were right about you."