"That's not true."

Wang Juren shook his head. He would certainly not admit that he felt sorry for the grain.

"Your Highness loves the people like his own children. I admire that. However, our county does not have much food. What should we do after three days?"

He didn't say much to make sure the people were well fed, but before he came, he went to the granary to take a look and saw that there wasn't much food left.

"That's your calculation. This grandson of the emperor has his own plan."

Zhu Ming still looked calm. There was a reason why he asked all the people to gather here today.

"This……"

Wang Juren could only look at Zhu Ming hesitantly, but in the end he had no choice but to retreat in disappointment.

He wanted to see if this little grandson of the emperor could come up with any good ideas like the several national policies he had implemented before.

Zhu Ming didn't say much, but just watched quietly as the people ate all the food they received.

Only after most people had eaten their fill did Zhu Ming cough dryly and start to shout loudly: "Are you all full?"

When the people heard Zhu Ming's words, they shouted in unison.

They didn't know the current condition of the county's granaries, but they knew that they hadn't had a full meal like this since the famine began.

And this grandson of the emperor had only been here for one day, and he had already fed himself.

"As everyone knows, all the counties in Hedong have suffered from drought and the grain harvest has been lost, so the granaries in this county are almost empty."

Zhu Ming nodded, signaled the people to be quiet, and told them everything about the granary.

As soon as they heard that the county’s granary had run out of food, the people, who had been relatively quiet, began to panic again in an instant.

If there is no food left in the county, they will have no choice but to flee to other places.

Wang Juren, who was standing by, saw this and winked at Zhu Ming frantically.

At a time like this, he let the people know the situation of the granary. Isn't it because he is afraid that they will cause chaos? What on earth does this grandson of the emperor want to do?

Zhu Ming ignored Wang Juren's attempts to stop him and continued to shout, "Don't panic, Your Majesty, since I've been sent here, we won't starve anymore."

"So, I came up with a solution, which is to reform and revitalize at the same time."

After Zhu Ming said this, the whole porridge stall fell silent again.

Everyone wants to know what this "reform and revitalization" that His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor is talking about.

Seeing that all these people's attention was attracted to him, Zhu Ming nodded with satisfaction.

This is the effect I want.

"Since the drought, the fields in our county have been abandoned and infrastructure has been slack, so I hope everyone can contribute their efforts and exchange their efforts for food for their families."

Zhu Ming had noticed when he came here that everything here was deserted because of the drought.

In a famine, it is difficult for people to survive, so who has the energy to care about these things?

So he wanted to let these people repair the houses and roads in the county.

Now that the road has been repaired, the trucks transporting grain can arrive faster.

He wanted to make the entire Hedong a new look while providing disaster relief.

"As long as you work hard, you can eat. There are vegetables and meat, okay?"

Zhu Ming shouted again, and the people followed suit.

The entire porridge stall was filled with cheers.

As long as they can have enough food to eat, they are willing to do anything.

If you can provide food for your whole family just by working hard, who wouldn't do that?

This was exactly the reaction Zhu Ming wanted, so he spared no expense in making sure all these people were well fed.

After all, only when you are full can you have strength.

"Someone is coming."

Zhu Ming clapped his hands and several yamen runners brought the table over.

“Anyone who is willing to contribute, go there and sign up.”

At Zhu Ming's command, the people rushed towards those places.

"Your Highness, where will the food come from?"

After listening to Zhu Ming's words, Wang Juren still had some doubts in his mind.

Even if these people are willing to exchange their labor for food, the county's granary is already empty. Even if the prefect transfers grain, it can only solve the urgent problem temporarily.

It won’t last much longer.

What if the drought hasn’t ended by then?

"Jiebei, there is plenty of food in the Jiangnan area, let's borrow some from them."

Zhu Ming asked casually without turning his head.

When I was thinking of this solution, I naturally also considered where the food would come from.

This is not disaster relief, but an investment.

Once the Hedong area is built up, the economy and industry will naturally be good, and we will just have to pay some interest then.

"Besides, I'm not just thinking about distributing food."

As Zhu Ming spoke, he turned and walked towards the county government office.

I have outlived my purpose here, and there is no point in staying here any longer.

Wang Juren shook his head helplessly. He found that he still couldn't keep up with the thinking of this grandson of the emperor.

But since it was the emperor's grandson's idea, even if it fails, the emperor will have to take responsibility.

He could only follow silently.

"Do you have a map of this county?"

As soon as he returned to the county government office, Zhu Ming turned around and looked at Wang Juren and spoke in a deep voice.

Now that we have stabilized the people, it is time to do another thing.

If we just borrow grain from others, the grain will eventually run out. With so many people, we can’t use them just for construction.

"Yes, yes, what does His Royal Highness want to do?"

Wang Juren looked at Zhu Ming with some confusion and asked in confusion.

What does the emperor's grandson want the county map for?

Although he was puzzled, he turned around, took out a map from the desk and handed it to Zhu Ming.

"Do you know where there's water?"

Zhu Ming opened the map and asked while looking at it carefully.

The most important thing about this drought is that it didn't rain, so the entire area had no harvest.

If there was still a little water here, the fields could be used again.

"Yes, there is, but the water here is not enough for the whole county."

Wang Juren nodded, without even looking at it, and pointed at the map.

Zhu Ming looked in the direction he pointed. It was just a small lake. It was indeed not enough to support the farmland of an entire county.

"I have other uses of my own."

Zhu Ming nodded. It seemed that he had to go explore the lake thoroughly.

You have to go and see it in person to know the specific situation.

"Your Highness, I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Wang Juren looked at Zhu Ming and spoke with a serious face.

After observing for some time, I think this grandson’s idea is good, but there is still a shortcoming.

"It's all right to say it. I'm always happy to hear it."

Zhu Ming nodded. A person's ability is limited. He wouldn't mind if someone could point out his shortcomings.

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