"Now everyone calls you the Flying General of Dragon City!"
“That’s an exaggeration…”
Ning Que explained awkwardly.
He just sat casually beside him.
Start chatting with these old men.
Have the rewards from the army arrived?
Is there any surplus food at home now?
Zhang Tiechui sat on the stone steps and told the truth, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Life in Jingyang is very good now. Every household has surplus food. It's just that the weather is a bit cold, the snow has blocked the roads, and the price of firewood and coal has increased a lot."
"Um."
Ning Que seemed to be thinking about something.
This actually happens every year.
Prices are not static.
"Have you repaired the kang at home?"
“Every household has one.”
"It's very warm to sleep in at night."
"While cooking, I also warmed up the kang."
"That's fine." Ning Que nodded in satisfaction. "Next year, have the mine dig more coal. If there aren't enough people, let the prisoners do the work."
"promise."
Coal has actually been available for a long time.
It was originally used for military purposes.
When the coal is lit, there is thick smoke.
Sometimes when we encounter underground warfare, we would burn coal and smoke people out.
Later, Ningque improved the process, using physical coal washing to create honeycomb briquettes. While still quite expensive, it's certainly cheaper than charcoal. Jingyang already has a mine, and honeycomb briquettes are now available in every household. However, current production is quite modest, and we plan to increase it next year.
"Your Majesty, you may take your seat."
"Okay, everyone take a seat."
Ning Que stood up with a smile.
Those sitting with him were all elders of the Jingyang clan.
They are all over eighty years old!
They are also the highest in seniority.
In Dafeng, where seniority was the key, their words were more effective than those of the county magistrate. Even other counties, including those in other counties, could not escape dealing with clans.
The eight-immortal table was filled with dishes.
Most of the dishes are relatively soft.
After all, the guests we entertain are all elderly people.
"Your Majesty, please speak a few words!"
"Yes, let's talk about the Northern Expedition!"
They all looked at Ning Que expectantly.
Jingyang is a well-known county for its meritorious service.
Everyone is happy to hear about war.
When they heard that Ning Que had won a great victory, they were happy from the bottom of their hearts.
"Okay, then I'll say a few words."
Ning Que slowly stood up.