All Hail Cousin Brother

Sweet potatoes are to be cut around the Dragon Boat Festival, and Mother Yue will pass the news on as soon as she returns to Zhuangzi.

In other regions, pigeons are also used to send messages. Whenever the pigeons go to a village, the village will send pigeons to deliver letters to the village closest to this village.

The best pigeons can fly for about four hours a day, and can fly hundreds of kilometers per hour.

Basically, within five days, the news could reach Yu Youyao's Zhuangzi all over the country, and the cuttings of Fanteng would not be missed.

Of course, pigeons can only transmit some simple information to a fixed location, and some important information cannot be transmitted by pigeons.

Little Zhouzhuang also got the news.

At that time, Zhou Yongniu exposed Zhou Yongchang's deception, greed for money, and fooling the master's family. Later, when Yu Youyao showed kindness and power, he gave up on Yu Youyao.

After Zhou Yonghe became the steward, he brought him by his side to do things.

Later, when Zhou Yonghe was going to the bodyguard company, he recommended Zhou Yongniu to be the steward of Xiao Zhouzhuang.

Zhou Yongniu was very convinced of the eldest lady, so he immediately went to Mr. Zhuang to discuss this matter: "The eldest lady's village will distribute sweet potato vines for us to grow by ourselves. Those who don’t have their own land, let them open up a piece of land to plant by themselves. The manager of the eldest lady’s farm said that sweet potatoes are resistant to drought and ridges. I went to Yanzhi Village today, and the manager of the farm, Li, took me to see it. Some sandy land has also been planted with cuttings, and the wasteland has been carefully cultivated, and it may be possible to grow it.”

Mr. Zhuang has gray hair and lost his teeth. He feels drowsy when he sits, and wants to doze off: "This sweet potato is not a crop of our Great Zhou Dynasty. No one has grown it before. The court distributes new ones every year. Planting, but there are only a few that are successful in the real trial planting, and if they are barely planted, the effect is not great..."

Zhou Yongniu interrupted him: "Missy won't fool us, she said she can make a living, it must be true, you always know, Missy is a bodhisattva heart, the north is suffering from drought, every family's life is hard, many People have run out of food a long time ago, Lijiazhuang in the front died of starvation last year, and our little Zhouzhuang is also under the care of the eldest lady, so we can barely survive."

Mr. Zhuang didn't live for a while, so he thought for a while and said: "Although that's the case, everyone doesn't have much private land, and they all planted drought-resistant beans earlier."

Zhou Yongniu gritted his teeth: "I shoveled all the beans and planted sweet potatoes. If there are strong men in the family, they all go to the mountains to open up wasteland and try to grow more sweet potatoes." Worried that Mr. Zhuang would disagree, he said again: "There is only so much private land. The ground beans are not enough for the whole family to chew. You never see that the vine leaves can be eaten as soon as they are born.

Now that it has been planted, by June and July, the potato vines will be able to grow a field. "

Mr. Zhuang wanted to object: "What if the plant doesn't live?"

Zhou Yongniu also has a bad temper, and only accepts death: "The eldest lady said that if she can grow a living, she can grow a living."

Zhuang Lao felt that it was inappropriate: "What if."

Zhou Yongniu raised his eyebrows: "Missy let us plant it because she planted it herself. The steward of Xiao Li Zhuang participated in the trial planting of sweet potatoes. He said that Missy is a living Bodhisattva, and planting sweet potatoes will definitely save her life."

This is a scholar meeting a soldier, and the reason is hard to explain. Old Zhuang has a headache: "You bring a few prestigious people in the village tomorrow, and then go to Yanzhizhuang."

Zhou Yongniu was also unambiguous. On the second day, it was still daylight, so he took more than 30 people to Yanzhi Village.

When the group arrived at Yanzhizhuang, it was already noon.

Manager Li of Xiao Li Village got the news, and personally took them to the farm to see the cuttings of sweet potatoes, and told about the situation of the vines. While preparing potato vines for cuttings, some villagers opened up wasteland to grow sweet potatoes on the mountain.

Butler Li said: "Sweet potato vines only need to loosen the soil, make a ridge, and pour a ladle of water when cutting, and they can live without any care. This thing is very cheap. Once the cuttings survive, they can live long by themselves. I’ve been farming most of my life, and this is the first time I’ve encountered such an easy-to-grow crop, and we in Xiaoli Village don’t grow anything, just sweet potatoes.”

Zhou Yongniu and his party asked many questions in a hurry.

Li Guanshi had participated in the trial planting, and he knew very well about sweet potatoes. As an insider, everyone is a farmer. How could he not tell the truth, and gradually dispelled his doubts and concerns.

The same thing happened to Yu Youyao's villages all over the country.

Yu Youyao didn't know that a small act of hers would save countless Limin people in the future.

In a blink of an eye, it is the fourth day of May, and the family is preparing for the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow.

Yu Youyao was no exception, she went to the bamboo forest with a basket and picked a lot of bamboo shoots.

After returning to Yaoyu Courtyard, Xia Tao hurried over after changing her clothes, "Miss, it's not good, there is an urgent report from Zhejiang to Beijing, saying that it was the Dragon Boat Festival in Zhejiang, and it rained continuously for three days and three nights. The torrential rain swelled river banks, broke dams in six counties, and flooded countless villages and rice fields."

The teacup in Yu Youyao's hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered.

Xia Tao was startled, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

Yu Youyao's face was pale, and her hand was still holding the teacup, but the hand was trembling badly, and she knocked her teeth and asked, "Six counties, all flooded?!"

Xia Tao said: "Urgent, urgent report was shouted all the way into the capital, and many people heard it. It seems that it is completely, completely flooded."

"The six counties are all flooded!!" Yu Youyao suddenly turned up the volume, even her voice was trembling: "Zhejiang is a rich and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, with a dense population. The six counties add up. The trembling hands suddenly clenched into fists, and even the voice was squeezed out from between the teeth: "The rice seedlings in the south have just been planted in the fields, and they haven't turned green yet. Let the heavy rain wash away, and it will be over." She blushed suddenly. His eyes were closed, and his face was frighteningly pale: "There is a severe drought in the north, and there will be a famine in the second half of the year. Both the court and the people are counting on the grain harvest in the south to survive."

The dams in six counties were destroyed, and it is far from impossible that there were only six counties affected.

At least half of the fields in Zhejiang will have no harvest this year.

What about the imperial court's taxes when Zhejiang's granules are gone?

Without food from the south, what will happen to the severe drought in the north?

Xia Tao had never seen a young lady so out of control, and was very worried.

"Six counties, not six villages, nor six towns, but six counties, with millions of people." Yu Youyao trembled, she couldn't imagine how many people would be killed or injured by the flood in the south, and the fields would be destroyed. Flooding, what kind of consequences will it cause? After natural disasters, we will face disease and epidemics, and how many families will be destroyed.

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