Restart the Disaster of Another World

As time went by, the population of the village grew day by day. However, inevitably, some villagers with bad intentions and trying to take advantage of others appeared. However, under the strict supervision of the guards led by Jing Yao, these people had to restrain their bad behavior.

Most of the villagers are hardworking and simple farmers who grow crops such as corn and potatoes given by Jing Yao for free. Looking at these plants growing stronger day by day, they gradually develop a strong sense of belonging to this place.

Not only that, the surrounding villagers followed suit and brought their families to the village. Even the poor, old, weak, sick and disabled who could not even get enough food moved here to settle down. In just a few days, more than 30 beggars and orphans with no one to rely on joined this big family.

Jing Yao decided to let these half-grown children and the elderly form a warm family and arranged for them to live in the village. He also provided them with basic housing, rough clothes and enough food. On weekdays, these elderly people and children would do some work within their ability in Xinyang City, such as washing vegetables, making fire, drying things, driving ducks, herding cattle and sheep, etc. In this way, they solved their life problems and felt the warmth of home.

As the population suddenly doubled, the construction of houses and roads also increased the workload. Fortunately, everyone had accumulated some experience through previous practice. They had a clear division of labor and carried out various tasks in an orderly manner to ensure the smooth progress of the entire construction process.

As the city gradually took shape, Jing Yao began to plan to build some shops. He planned to open a variety of shops, including selling cloth, cakes, sauces, etc. These shops would bring more commercial activities and convenience to the city.

Jing Yao knew that a good city needed diversified businesses, so he decided to invite those merchants who were not doing well, lost their shops in disasters or went bankrupt to open shops in the village. He personally went to these people's homes and patiently persuaded them to move to the village, and promised that the village would provide them with a lot of help, such as low rent or free site rental and other preferential policies. In this way, the business atmosphere in the village gradually became strong.

As for those inexperienced merchants, Jing Yao also has his own set of plans. He has a large number of secret recipes, all of which are stored in the space, including various pastry recipes, cloth making techniques and other secret recipe rewards.

These are the results of his previous efforts, but due to time constraints, he has not been able to organize them properly. Now, he decided to take out these secret recipes and distribute them to the villagers in the form of technology shares. In this way, not only can the villagers learn a skill, but also promote the economic development of the village.

Soon, all kinds of shops, such as cake shops and tailor shops, appeared in the village. With each shop opened, Wen Qun would get an extra deed. This meant that the villagers truly owned their own businesses, and it also brought prosperity and vitality to the village.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the village's development momentum is getting better and better. Especially after completing all the planting tasks, the villagers actively participated in the rush to harvest, ensuring that all the planted grains, fruits and vegetables were harvested in time. As the number of residents in the village increased, the expansion of the surrounding land was also accelerating. After a period of hard work, 400 acres of new fields were successfully opened up on the original land.

This series of measures has made the village full of vitality and vigor, making it a place suitable for living and working, where people can live and work in peace and contentment.

After the flood, everything needed to be rebuilt. Jing Yao made a prompt decision and called all the craftsmen to hold an important meeting to discuss the next development plan. The meeting aimed to rebuild the brick kilns and ironworks destroyed by the flood, build cement roads on a large scale, and study projects such as manufacturing bicycles.

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, especially since there was no limit to iron ore resources in this era. They were able to design delicate and ingenious mortise and tenon structures, some of which were amazing. After several craftsmen got the bicycle drawings, they successfully built a similar wooden rough bicycle in just five days. People could ride it and let the two wheels creak and roll forward.

Jing Yao was very proactive. He proposed a series of plans to build a brick kiln, cement plant, and ironworks, and all of these projects were implemented one by one. The leader of the road repair team led the team to lay cement on the originally broken surrounding roads, turning them into flat and smooth gray-white cement roads. Such changes not only improved traffic conditions, but also laid the foundation for the city's modernization process.

The young man who first learned to ride the two-wheeled bicycle excitedly pedaled the pedals and happily felt the breeze on his cheeks. He imagined himself riding the bicycle unimpeded on the newly repaired cement road, and he was in great joy.

However, at this moment, an anxious shout came from the side: "Don't ride over there, the newly repaired road over there is not dry yet!!!" Before the voice fell, the young man could no longer control the bicycle and rushed straight towards the cement road that had not yet completely solidified.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a heavy man had just ridden on the bicycle when it collapsed. The railings and wheels were scattered on the cement road, and the scene was a mess.

“Hahahaha!!!” People around couldn’t help but burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

The craftsman sitting on the ground was heartbroken as he looked at the tragic scene in front of him. He was in tears as he looked at the pile of broken bicycles and lamented: "I worked so hard to assemble this bicycle!!!"

The young man sitting astride the cart mercilessly blamed the craftsman: "Your craftsmanship must be poor. Look at other people's carts, how come they are in good condition? But your cart collapses as soon as you sit on it. It's useless."

The craftsman was so angry that his face turned red. He retorted: "It's obviously because you are too sturdy that you crushed my car!"

The two of them argued back and forth, but in the end, they both realized that they were responsible for each other and had no choice but to accept the fact.

"Hey, what are you two doing? This is the road that has just been paved!" a worker shouted at them.

"That's right, hurry up." another person echoed.

"Move that crap out of here," a third person said.

The young man stopped what he was doing and looked at them with dissatisfaction: "This is a newly made bicycle, not some junk."

"Stop joking around, or the boss will see you," the craftsman reminded.

On the other side, Jing Yao was holding a bicycle, and sitting on the bicycle was Wen Qun. He was wobbling and learning to ride the bicycle. Because of Jing Yao's escort, he learned very quickly.

Compared with their stumbling, Wen Qun, with Jing Yao's protection, seemed particularly skilled.

He stepped on the pedals, the wheel chain turned rapidly, and he kept running forward, feeling the breeze on his face, as if he was flying freely in the air.

Jing Yao slowly released his hands and let him run forward happily. When passing by the mess, he deliberately turned a blind eye to it.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Jing Yao walk past them and completely ignored them. Then they quickly collected the scattered parts and sent them back to the repair shop.

Royal Palace

It was a sunny afternoon and the weather was pleasant. Concubine Li, wearing a gorgeous palace dress and holding an exquisite tray with a bowl of steaming medicinal soup on it, slowly walked towards the Qianqing Palace.

As soon as she arrived at the palace gate, Concubine Li heard a burst of uniform voices: "We are guilty!" She frowned slightly, not knowing what had happened.

"Empress Li." When a eunuch saw Concubine Li, he hurried forward and saluted respectfully.

Concubine Li nodded, motioned for the other party to stand up, and then asked softly: "What's going on? Is the emperor still meeting with ministers at this time?"

The eunuch carefully looked around and after making sure that there was no one else, he approached Concubine Li and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I just received news that an urgent report was sent from the south, saying that the Yellow River had burst its banks, and there were countless victims. The court urgently needs disaster relief. But..." He hesitated and continued, "But the treasury is empty and there is not enough money to provide relief to the victims."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Li's face suddenly became serious. She knew very well that the Yellow River bursting its dikes would cause great disaster to the people. If rescue was not timely, more people would lose their lives and homes. Moreover, this news actually reached Shangjing. This was news three months ago, and she had already known about it. However, Emperor Qingde, as the ruler of a country, only knew about it now.

"Forget it. Disaster relief is the most important thing. Since the national treasury has no money, let's take out silver from the private treasury."

"Thank you, long live the emperor!"

"But I have to say this first. If there is any mistake in this disaster relief, I will never forgive you." Emperor Qingde slapped the table with murderous intent.

"We dare not." All the officials shouted again. Emperor Qingde took two rough breaths and said, "In this case, I wonder which minister is willing to go to Henan to preside over the disaster relief."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go." The one who came out was the eldest prince's right-hand man, Qi Yuan, the current left vice minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Seeing that no one else in the court stood up, Emperor Qingde nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble Minister Qi to make the trip."

"Wei Chen accepts the order."

After all the ministers had left, Concubine Li entered the Qianqing Palace under the guidance of the eunuchs.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Concubine Li wanted to salute but was stopped.

Emperor Qingde waved his hand and said, "My beloved concubine is here? Please sit down quickly."

Concubine Li sat down as she was told and carefully looked at the emperor's face.

"My beloved concubine is here. If you feel unwell, take a good rest." Emperor Qingde forced a smile.

"I am in good health. The imperial physician told me to move around more." At this time, Concubine Li was eight months pregnant, but because of her poor health, the fetus was not big and her pregnancy was not obvious.

Hearing her words, the emperor nodded. Although the imperial physician had already concluded that the child would be born with congenital defects, the emperor was very fond of the birth of a prince or princess at such an age, and he cared more about Concubine Li.

"The emperor seems to be in a good mood today." She said tentatively.

Emperor Qingde snorted, "Humph, just now when we were discussing disaster relief, finally there was a minister who volunteered to help me save my worries."

There was a glimmer of something strange in Concubine Li's eyes, and she smiled and said, "Oh? Who is so appreciated by the Emperor?"

"It's Qi Yuan. He took the initiative to request to go to Henan to preside over disaster relief." Emperor Qingde picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Concubine Li sneered in her heart. Qi Yuan was the eldest prince's confidant. She didn't know what kind of trouble he would cause when he went to the south this time.

However, she still pretended to be happy and said, "Lord Qi is truly a loyal minister for the country and the people. With him around, the emperor can rest assured."

Emperor Qingde nodded: "Well, I hope he won't let me down."

After they chatted for a while, Concubine Li got up, said goodbye, and left the Qianqing Palace.

Wenjiabao

Compared with concrete roads, bicycles are not very real things. They can only make walking easier, but they have no practical use.

When the bicycles were first made, many people in the village thought they were novel and rushed to ride on them. Then they fell to the ground a few times. After they learned how to ride, their interest in them waned a little.

Jing Yao was not very interested in bicycles. He thought that riding a two-wheeled bicycle was not as enjoyable as riding a horse.

However, Wen Qun likes these two-wheeled vehicles very much. He has a brand new and gorgeous bicycle behind his house. He rides it around for a few laps every day and only goes home when he is satisfied.

Wen Qun made the suggestion enthusiastically, and Jing Yao was naturally happy to join him, so the two of them would go out together every day, riding bicycles around the village along the village roads. Although the road was bumpy and bumpy, it made people's buttocks hurt, but Jing Yao thought, this is also a different way of exercise.

That day, Jing Yao locked the gate of his house, put on a straw hat, hung up the water bottle, and then rode a bicycle with Wen Qun, facing the morning sun, slowly heading deep into the village.

However, Wen Qun had not ridden far before he was exhausted and gave up. The tires were solid, so the shock absorption was not satisfactory and the bike was extremely heavy.

Seeing this, Jing Yao hurriedly stopped and walked behind Wen Qun. He gently stretched out his arms and embraced Wen Qun's slender waist from behind. He bent down slightly and put his chin lightly on the tip of her ear, stroking it gently.

Jing Yao said softly: "Can't ride anymore?"

Wen Qun's cheeks flushed, and he was a little angry and embarrassed: "It's all your fault...you've gone too far!"

Jing Yao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile, and nodded in response: "Well, I went too far, then let's take a break first."

Wen Qun snorted to express his dissatisfaction.

Afterwards, they pushed their bikes to a big tree on the roadside and stopped to rest for a while. Wen Qun sat in the shade of the tree, breathing lightly. Jing Yao opened the lid of the kettle and handed it to Wen Qun, asking him to drink some water to moisten his throat.

At this time, the farmlands on both sides of the road were bustling with activity. The villagers were busy planting winter wheat, with laughter and joy rising and falling.