Restart the Disaster of Another World

Road construction, land reclamation...Qingyang County gradually became bustling and gradually formed a unique prototype. Hundreds of acres of reclaimed wasteland were planted with rice, peanuts, corn, potatoes, soybeans, kidney beans and other crops.

In this small town, there is a vibrant vegetable field. These vegetable fields are not very particular, and various vegetables and plants grow together in a disorderly manner, but it is this mixed planting method that shows a different kind of vitality.

The land here was originally barren, but now it has sprouted tender green shoots. Although these greens are only a few spots, they bring endless vitality and hope to people.

The villagers also began to join in the construction of Xinyang City. They were simple farmers who had suffered from natural disasters and heavy taxes and lived in dire straits.

However, now Qingyang County has ushered in changes, and the new Lord Wen has rekindled their hope for life.

They looked at the ever-changing Xinyang City, took root in this black land, worked hard, and looked forward to a good harvest in the future.

The tofu in the county town has become a favorite delicacy of every household. There is an endless stream of people coming to buy it every day, making this small town full of a strong atmosphere of life.

Since becoming the county magistrate, Wen Yu found that his money was flowing out like water.

However, now he finally sees some return on his money. Although the amount is not much, it is enough to make him happy.

After all, for someone who has been under constant financial strain, any bit of income is a relief.

As a county magistrate, Wen Yu had many privileges and benefits. For example, according to regulations, he had the right to hire up to twelve yamen runners within his power.

The wages of these yamen runners were all borne by the higher-level government, and he did not need to pay for them personally. In this way, Wen Yu could not only save a sum of money, but also obtain a reliable law enforcement force to maintain local order.

However, Wen Yu currently only organized some of his family members into yamen runners. Despite this, he knew that in order to better perform the duties of a county magistrate, he needed to establish a complete team of yamen runners as soon as possible.

This will not only be conducive to the smooth implementation of tasks such as levying labor and collecting taxes, but more importantly, he will have stronger protection when facing public security issues.

Wen Yu knew very well that since taxes had been exempted, it was particularly important to establish a regular team of yamen runners.

In addition to assisting in the collection of corvée labor and taxes, their main duties were to catch thieves and ensure social order and stability. In addition, these yamen runners could also undertake some trivial chores to reduce their personal burden.

Of course, the premise is that these tasks are not too demanding or beyond common sense, otherwise they may cause unnecessary trouble.

Knowing that only by developing agriculture first and storing more food can the population be increased better, Wen Yu has been working hard, while Jing Yao began to run around.

The terraced fields are really useful. There is water on the top of the mountain. Once we dig the ditch, the water will flow directly downwards. It is really a good farmland. The land in Qingyang County is also very fertile.

Cultivate fertile land, sow seeds and plant rice, and wait until autumn, you will have a full granary of rice.

Leave a piece of land in the southwest forest, keep the grass and trees on the land, build a few houses, create a few yards, and raise chickens, ducks, pigs and cows.

Jing Yao brought people to distribute seeds door to door in the villages around Qingyang County... Well, there were all kinds of seeds. Some people were happy to accept them, but many people were unwilling to do so.

Knowing that nothing could be rushed, Jing Yao packed up his things and returned home. In the bathroom, a bucket of water was poured down on Jing Yao's head. Jing Yao wiped the water droplets off his face with both hands. His wet hair stuck to his handsome, angular face, and his shiny black eyelashes were also wet. He squinted his eyes and saw his half-naked body in the mirror. His muscles were well-defined and full of explosive power.

Fine beads of sweat slid down his fair skin, and crystal clear water droplets hung on his soft hair, shining like pearls. He opened his mouth slightly, spitting out a mouthful of water like a fountain, then raised his hand and gently pushed away the wet hair that was blocking his eyes.

Bucket after bucket of warm water poured down, splashing and making clear and pleasant sounds. The water level in the tub gradually rose until it reached over his shoulders. Jing Yao lay comfortably in the tub, feeling the warm water wrapping around his body and relaxing his tired body.

Putting on loose clothes, Jing Yao walked out of the bathroom.

The door of the room slowly opened, and a maid in green clothes walked in lightly, holding a plate of exquisite pastries in her hands. She walked up to Wen Qun and said softly, "Husband, the egg yolk pastry is ready."

Wen Qun sat on the couch, nodded slightly, and signaled the maid to put the pastries on the table.

Jing Yao raised his eyebrows, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on Wen Qun, and his voice was low and gentle: "Is the pregnancy-preserving medicine for husband ready?"

"Sir, the medicine will have to wait a little longer." Jing Yao nodded slightly, and the maid turned and left the room, gently closing the door.

Wen Qun reached out and picked up a piece of egg yolk pastry, and handed it to Jing Yao's mouth, his eyes full of pampering and care: "This is what I made today. I have to take medicine later, so I won't eat it. Please help me finish it."

Jing Yao opened his mouth and took a bite of the egg yolk pastry, the delicate and sweet taste spread in his mouth. He took the opportunity to lick Wen Qun's white and tender fingers, and Wen Qun's cheeks instantly flushed, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Why waste your time? You're pregnant now, so just do less." Jing Yao looked at Wen Qun, his eyes full of tenderness and concern.

Wen Qun couldn't help laughing out loud, his face filled with a happy smile: "My belly isn't even noticeable yet, and you treat me like a useless person." He felt that Jing Yao was a little too nervous, but he felt very sweet in his heart.

Jing Yao gently hugged Wen Qun and whispered in his ear: "I just feel sorry for you and am afraid that you will be tired." His voice was low and gentle, as if it could melt people's hearts.

Ten months of pregnancy is a long and arduous journey for any mother, not to mention that Wen Qun is carrying twins.

Ever since learning that Wen Qun was pregnant, Jing Yao's mood became complicated. He was full of joy, but also particularly concerned about Wen Qun's physical condition.

He knew that the risks faced by a mother with twins during pregnancy were greater than those faced by an ordinary woman, so he wanted to do everything possible to protect Wen Qun and not let him suffer at all.

Jing Yao decided to take a series of measures to ensure Wen Qun's safety and comfort. He arranged for two guards to follow Wen Qun around every day to ensure his safety.

At the same time, he also sent people to take turns on duty near his house to strengthen patrols and vigilance. After all, as time went by, the population of Qingyang County gradually increased, and public security issues became increasingly prominent.

Jing Yao did not dare to take it lightly, as he knew very well that if an accident happened, the consequences would be disastrous.

In addition, Jing Yao also paid special attention to Wen Qun's diet and rest. He personally selected the ingredients to ensure that every meal was good.

In addition, Jing Yao also paid special attention to Wen Qun's diet and rest. He personally selected the ingredients to ensure that every meal was nutritionally balanced.

The maid Xiaoyue carefully brought the pregnancy-preserving medicine into the room. Wen Qun narrowed his eyes and drank it without hesitation. After drinking it, the candlelight on the table flickered, and his head gradually became dizzy.

Wen Qun gently rested his head on Jing Yao's broad chest. Jing Yao gently leaned close to his delicate ears and whispered softly, "Qun Qun, I treated you badly in the past."

Wen Qun was drowsy and his consciousness was unclear, but he still insisted: "No, you didn't treat me unfairly, I did all this willingly..."

Jing Yao looked at him, feeling so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes. He said distressedly, "If you are tired, take a rest."

Wen Qun soon fell asleep quietly. Pregnant women are always easily tired and sleepy, and now even at noon, Wen Qun has to sleep for a long time.

Jing Yao held his hand tightly, feeling his warmth. Wen Qun's body temperature was slightly lower than his, and it felt smooth and delicate like silk, soft and comfortable.

He stared quietly at Wen Qun's peaceful sleeping face, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Jing Yao gently picked up Wen Qun, walked to the bed together, then carefully placed him on the bed, carefully pinched the quilt, and let Wen Qun be wrapped in the warm quilt, as if he was a small animal in need of care.

Jing Yao hugged him tightly, gently protecting him in his broad arms, while Wen Qun curled up in his arms like a child, enjoying this pampering and protection.

Jing Yao lowered his head and gently kissed Wen Qun's forehead, expressing his deep love and care.

Border Patrol Battalion

"General, the new county magistrate has made quite a fuss." A soldier reported to Zhao Yao.

Zhao Yao sat in the tent and asked indifferently, "Oh? What's the big deal?"

The soldier answered truthfully: "It is said that the new county magistrate began to actively prepare for various affairs as soon as he took office, and he was particularly concerned about the livelihood projects in the county."

Zhao Yao frowned slightly and continued to ask: "What is this person's background?"

The soldier replied, "General, I heard that he is the top scholar of the previous dynasty and the disciple of Master Qingyunzi. His name is Wen Yu."

Zhao Yao shook his head slightly and sighed, "It seems that he has a very impressive background."

Li Yang at the side could not help but interrupt and said: "General, don't worry. Once he understands the actual situation in Qingyang County, he will naturally retreat." There was a hint of gloating in his words.

Zhao Yao narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "As long as he doesn't oppress the people, let him stay here. After all, the county magistrate here is replaced frequently like a revolving lantern, which is really annoying." If the county magistrate here is constantly replaced, the higher-ups will definitely be dissatisfied.

Li Yang quickly agreed: "General, what you said is very true. This new county magistrate is indeed quite thoughtful. As soon as he arrived, he gathered many people to prepare to blast the mountain and repair the river, and promised to pay the workers in advance. He really keeps his word."

After hearing this, Zhao Yao nodded with satisfaction and said, "It would be best if he could behave himself." He secretly hoped that the new county magistrate could bring some positive changes to Qingyang County.

"Several of us brothers went to work for the county magistrate." Li Yang scratched his head and said with a smile.

Zhao Yao couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, and shook his head, saying, "This guy is just too stubborn."

It turned out that Guan He, whom they were talking about, was once a soldier in the army, but unfortunately he became lame in a battle and had no choice but to leave the army. Later, he returned to Sha County and built a simple house with his meager savings, and lived an extremely difficult life.

Zhao Yao had visited Guan He's home twice, and each time he offered his salary to help his former comrade-in-arms through the difficult times, but Guan He politely declined because he believed that he was fully capable of supporting himself and did not need charity from others.

Despite this, Zhao Yao often took out his salary to help those soldiers who had retired from the army and were living in poverty, which often put his own life in a tight spot.

"Guan He said that the new county magistrate can repair kangs." Li Yang suddenly said.

Zhao Yao frowned upon hearing this and asked in confusion, "Repairing a kang? I have heard of this thing called a kang. It is said that it can resist severe cold, but I don't know if it is true. After all, the soldiers in our army have been sleeping in the open air all year round, and many of them have suffered from chronic cold legs..."

Sanqiao Village

"I think the sweet potato leaves are delicious. They're a pretty good vegetable. Hahaha. Even if you can't grow iron eggs, you won't lose out."

The person sent by the county magistrate said that the new tender leaves of this grain can be stir-fried and eaten as vegetables after it matures. The village chief Qian of Sanqiao Village planted several acres of sweet potatoes, which were covered with green leaves.

He couldn't finish eating so much at home, so he picked some and gave some to the villagers. The families with the surname Qian in Sanqiao Village were more or less nepotistic, and Qian Geqiu had a good relationship with him. His wife would often go to other people's fields to pick a few bunches of apples and take them home to cook.

The next morning, Village Chief Qian and his three sons carried hoes to dig sweet potatoes in the sweet potato field. The idle villagers in Qianjia Village also gathered to watch the show. Before Village Chief Qian started digging, he comforted them one by one: "If there is nothing under the soil, don't be sad, plant something else next time."

"It's good enough to eat some sweet potato leaves. The leaves are quite delicious..."

"Next time I'll plant some and eat them as vegetables."

Village Chief Qian was a little nervous, but he remained calm on the surface. After all, this was their family's annual food supply. If they really failed to harvest any crops, they would starve to death. However, he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Maybe a miracle would really happen?

Village chief Qian swung the hoe hard. As the hoe penetrated deeply into the ground, he felt a resistance, but then the hoe was blocked by something.

He knew he had found something, so he carefully pulled out the hoe and gently dug the surrounding soil with his hands until a red sweet potato appeared before his eyes.

Village chief Qian picked up a hoe and carefully dug up the soil around the first sweet potato, revealing a bunch of big round sweet potatoes.

He exclaimed in surprise: "Look! There are real sweet potatoes!"

Everyone gathered around and looked at the big, round sweet potato with envy and amazement in their eyes. Then, Village Chief Qian dug up the second and third sweet potato... Each one was so big and full.

When the onlookers saw the sweet potato, they opened their mouths in amazement. They had never seen such a huge sweet potato before and could not help but marvel at it.

Someone said, "You can really dig something out!" Another person asked curiously, "I wonder how much you can produce?"

Someone else said worriedly: "I hope there are only a few thin layers under the soil." Everyone was talking about it and were full of expectations for this magical land.

Village chief Qian and his three sons continued digging excitedly. They found that the sweet potatoes were not only large in size, but also numerous in number.

Every time the hoe fell, it would bring out one sweet potato after another, and soon it would form a small mountain on the side. These sweet potatoes were brightly colored and had smooth skin, which looked very tempting.

Village Chief Qian was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He was finally relieved. This meant that his family would not go hungry this year and could live a stable life.

When others saw this scene, they all showed envious expressions.