Jingshui Township.
"Prince's order!"
"A plague of locusts is wreaking havoc on crops."
"Anyone in Jingyang who dares to offer sacrifices to the locust god will be fined two hundred rank."
"One pound of locusts killed is worth half a pound of grain."
"We will also recruit strong men as workers, paying them ten coins a day."
“…”
The prince's order quickly spread throughout Jingyang.
The old farmer held the pottery bowl, tears in his eyes.
Inside was sticky hot porridge.
There are also vegetable leaves, pork, and pork offal.
They sat on the ground and ate voraciously.
Ning Que sat in front of the government office gate.
Just watch quietly.
People these days are very stubborn.
Many people just suffer for the sake of face.
It’s like Jingshui Township, a famous heroic township in the capital!
Which household doesn’t have soldiers who died in battle?
There were also many wounded soldiers with missing limbs.
Just give them money, they won't take it.
They also think it is humiliating to them.
Everyone is competing to see who is more ruthless!
Even if life is tight, we have to hold on.
The most suitable method for them is work-for-relief.
"Have you guys eaten enough?"
"I'm full. I'm full."
"Okay, then listen to me."
Ning Que looked at them and said softly, "There's a locust plague in Jingyang, and life is tough for everyone. I have a lot of work in Jingyang that I need you to do. Ten coins a day, and one meal. If you have a wife at home, you can come help in the kitchen. I won't pay you, just the food."
"Your Highness, you have helped us a lot."
"We can't accept this salary!"
"What? You look down on me?" Ning Que raised an eyebrow in mock anger and scolded, "In Dafeng, farmers are paid for working for their masters. If you don't do it, I'll have to find someone else to do it."
“Let’s do it, let’s do it!”
"Your Highness says one word, and we'll do anything!"
They all agreed.
The man who shed blood but not tears now has red eyes.
Ning Que then smiled.
He clapped his hands and stood up.
"The first thing to do is to repair the Ning Wang Mansion's ancestral home."
The ancestral home of King Ning is in Jingyang.
However, Ning Que has been in Chang'an in recent years.
There are a few servants guarding the ancestral home.
His status and position are here.
There are also industries in many places.
Ning Que stood up and continued, "Several roads in Jingyang are in terrible condition and need repairs. The Jing River has been silted up for years, so it's prone to clogging. We need to find someone to dig a canal and use the mud for compost. And the farmland has all been burned down, so it needs to be tilled."
"ah?"
“Are these considered alive?”
Everyone was stunned.
Work-for-relief is not special.
This trick has been used in many places.
However, the work done is different.
House repairs are quite common.
But the others are different.
Building roads and canals were all done by forced laborers.
Even tilling the farmland is included!
Isn't this giving them money?
Ning Que smiled but said nothing.
Work-for-relief work is very important.
If it is used to build palaces, it will be of no benefit to the people.
In other words, it is exploitation in disguise.
Building roads and canals can benefit the people.
As for tilling the farmland, there is no need to mention it.
Which farmer doesn’t plow the fields?
Now, Ning Que returns the money to them!
“Let me ask you, whose land do you farm?”
"It's from Prince Ning's Mansion!"
"That's right."
"ah?"
Ning Que smiled and said, "Since this is the land of Prince Ning's Mansion, then you are working for Prince Ning's Mansion. It is reasonable for me to pay you wages."
"But it's already autumn, it's not time to plow the soil yet..."
"You're wrong." Ning Que pointed into the distance. "I heard from an official at the Ministry of Works that we can plant winter wheat now. Winter wheat is planted in autumn and winter and matures after a year, hence the name. It refers to winter wheat. You should till the soil now and plant winter wheat. It will mature in May of next year. Then you can plant millet to make up for this year's harvest."
"Ah, we can still survive the winter?!"
The farmers were shocked.
I even wondered if Ning Que was joking.
After all, Ning Que is high up, not a farmer.
So, it’s normal not to understand farming.
"Don't you believe in His Royal Highness?"
"We believe it, but..."
"Then do it."
Uncle Fu was giving some advice and criticism from the side.
Do you still dare to doubt His Highness?
All those who have been slapped in the face by His Highness in these years can be arranged to go to Jiaodong for a long time!
If His Highness says it is possible, then it is definitely possible!
If you really can't, then look for the reasons within yourself.
“Someone will teach you about winter wheat.”
“What you need to do now is to work for all the people.”
"Strong men work as laborers, and strong women help in the kitchen."
"As for the young children, they helped catch locusts."
"As long as you work hard, you will definitely get through it."
Ning Que continued to make arrangements.
There is no such thing as winter wheat in Dafeng.
The people plow in spring and harvest in autumn.
The southern region may grow two rice crops.
Historically, winter wheat was first grown during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han.
It was Dong Zhongshu who recommended him to the emperor at that time.
Later, Emperor Wu of Han adopted it and announced it to the world.
After counties encounter natural disasters, they can rush to plant winter wheat.
Use this method to recover losses as much as possible.
This greatly enhanced the Han Dynasty's ability to resist disasters.
It happened to be the right season, so he thought of Su Mai.
These are his disaster relief plans!
…
Farmers are all practical people.
I drank Ning Que’s chicken soup, no...it was meat porridge.
Each one of them is full of energy.
One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people.
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