Some carefully collect the freshly laid chicken and duck eggs and place them in specially made bamboo baskets, moving gently as if afraid of breaking these precious treasures that carry their hopes.

In ordinary people's homes, the courtyards where chickens and ducks are raised are also filled with a joyful atmosphere.

In the courtyard, plump chickens and ducks strolled leisurely, occasionally flapping their wings to show off their vitality.

The children played and laughed nearby, chasing chickens and ducks, their cheerful laughter echoing in the courtyard.

The elderly people sat on the stone benches nearby, looking at the scene before them with smiles of contentment on their faces.

Their eyes held both love for the children and relief at the improvement in their lives.

Occasionally, a few chickens and ducks would run to the gate, attracting the attention of passing neighbors who would stop to watch. They would exchange a few words and share the joy of the harvest.

Prince Ning Yu, dressed in a plain-colored robe that fluttered gently in the breeze, stood on the high platform of the palace, hands behind his back, looking down at everything.

His gaze swept across the farm, and he was filled with mixed emotions.

Looking back, he had only advocated raising chickens and ducks out of a simple desire to ensure that the people in his fiefdom could occasionally eat meat.

At that time, he personally visited farmers, patiently explained the benefits and methods of breeding to them, and encouraged everyone to participate.

Who could have predicted that these poultry would play such a crucial role in this sudden locust plague, becoming a "miracle weapon" that saved the people from disaster?

During that period, as the number of poultry farms continued to increase, the supply of feed for chickens and ducks became a thorny problem.

Looking at the mountain of feed demand every day and listening to the steward's constant reports of the shortage of supplies, his brows furrowed more and more, and he even had the thought of giving up.

Countless nights, he paced alone in his study, the flickering candlelight illuminating his sorrowful face.

He pondered solutions repeatedly, consulted ancient books, and asked experienced farmers, but he still couldn't find a perfect solution.

But whenever he thought of the expectant eyes of the people and his responsibilities as a prince, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He actively allocated resources, purchased feed from surrounding counties, and even personally participated in the feed formulation process, striving to find the most economical and nutritious formula.

Now, looking at the chicken and duck eggs piled up in several warehouses, each one plump and round, gleaming with a warm luster under the sunlight, Ning Yu felt a surge of relief.

These poultry eggs are not just food, but also the hope for people to get through the cold winter.

With these chickens, ducks, and eggs, even villages and counties severely affected by locust plagues could alleviate food shortages.

But the people were able to get through the winter safely by eating chicken, duck and these poultry eggs, and they did not lose their lives in hunger and cold.

Moreover, the scale of those dozen or so wealthy merchants' breeding farms was no less than that of the royal palace.

The wealthy businessmen who own farms are carefully selected, and their character and reputation are guaranteed to a certain extent, so there is no need to worry about them inflating prices.

However, just in case, it is still necessary to issue a warning from time to time. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and there is a fear that some foolish merchants may do something improper at this critical time and disrupt people's livelihoods.

He planned to gather these wealthy merchants soon and hold a banquet at the Prince's Mansion. Ostensibly, it would be to celebrate the harvest, but in reality, it would be a subtle reminder to them to consider the bigger picture and abide by the rules.

If we can get through this winter, when spring comes, the land can be sown with seeds of hope again, and crops can be planted once more.

Thinking of this, Ning Yu, who looked somewhat haggard and aged from being busy and tired for many days, finally showed a relieved smile.

That smile, like the warm spring sun, dispelled the gloom of the past few days, and the weariness in his eyes seemed to have dissipated considerably at that moment.

As long as the people can get through this difficult time safely, then all the sacrifices will be worthwhile.

He gazed into the distance, silently hoping for a bountiful harvest next year and for Haiyan County to usher in an even brighter tomorrow.

Ning Yu recalled the actions of the Japanese envoy and felt a surge of anger rising to his head.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a fierce glint flashing within them, like a beast poised to pounce in the dark, radiating a dangerous aura.

The thought that the suffering of the people of Haiyan County was caused by these Japanese people filled him with a surging, unending hatred.

On the day that Tianxuan Kingdom officially launches its campaign against Japan, he will definitely join the army and go to the battlefield.

He wanted to personally kill all the culprits and watch them beg for mercy under his sword before he could vent the anger that had been building up in his heart for so long.

He wouldn't let them off so easily before that.

Ning Yu's lips curled into a cold smile as he secretly plotted that it was time to teach Japan a lesson and collect some "interest."

He wanted them to understand that anyone who dared to act recklessly on the land of Tianxuan Kingdom would pay a heavy price.