"Whether you stay or leave, I don't care." Jiang Tian walked to the carriage. "I have many capable generals under my command. One more or one less will not make a difference."
"What kind of person is Chen Youliang? You know."
"Just look at these ordinary people and you'll understand."
"Go and see the people in our Longcheng. Although not everyone is rich, they have enough to eat and wear."
Jiang Tian jumped onto the train. He first rushed to Zhang Dingbian, then cut off all the ropes binding Zhang Dingbian and smashed Zhang Dingbian's prison cart to pieces.
After doing all this, Jiang Tian shouted loudly to the surrounding people, "I, Jiang Tian, have come to change the world here."
"From now on, Ye City will have water."
From now on, Ye City will have an inexhaustible supply of grain.
From today onwards, no one will treat you like pigs or dogs.
"You are human beings."
Jiang Tian quickly opened the system.
His current system points have exceeded one million.
Jiang Tian first exchanged for a river. This ten-kilometer-long river was just enough to circle half of Ye City.
Jiang Tian exchanged two rivers.
The two rivers together are 20 kilometers long.
He gently waved his hand toward the moat: "People, remember that I am your god, and I will give you water."
Instantly, a splashing sound came from the moat.
The clear river water quickly filled the entire moat.
In ancient times, every single person was superstitious.
Then there's no need to hide it; many people are putting on airs and deceiving the people.
Jiang Tian has a system, which he can use to make the people believe that he is a god descended to earth.
In this way, the people will sincerely admire Jiang Tian.
The moat shimmered and the water gurgled.
"Water, that's water."
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.
"It really is water, there's so much water."
"With those farmlands outside the water town, we can start cultivating them."
"This Lord Jiang, is he a celestial being?"
"Lord Jiang, you must be a god."
"Looking at the whole world, who has the ability of Lord Jiang?"
The people cheered with joy.
Suddenly, some of the people knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"Lord Jiang must be Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves people from suffering."
"Without adults, we would all surely die." As soon as one person knelt down, a whole group of people knelt down as well.
The ground was covered with kneeling people, a dark mass of them, all deeply devout.
"Get up, everyone." Jiang Tian stood on the train. "Where are there any dried-up rivers? With me, Jiang Tian, here, I will make those rivers full of water again."
The people all pointed to the fields in the distance.
Jiang Tian smiled slightly: "Lead the way."
Soon, Jiang Tian rode his horse, surrounded by the people, and galloped directly to the distant fields.
The fields are crisscrossed with gullies and ravines.
The drainage ditches on every plot of land had long since dried up.
Jiang Tian exchanged for more than 20 rivers in a row.
Outside the city, everywhere that can be seen with the naked eye.
All the rivers are full of water.
The people were all extremely excited.
"Having lived for so many years, I thought the gods in heaven would never favor us."
"I never expected that a god would actually come to the mortal realm in person."
"Jiang Dashen is our god."
"Lord Jiang is a god who saves people from suffering."
The people worshipped him again and again, and they couldn't be stopped.
"With these water sources, you can farm."
“I’ll give you seeds, and all this land is mine,” Jiang Tian continued loudly. “You can cultivate my land, and I have the ability to make your crops yield a harvest every month.”
When everyone heard this, they thought they had misheard.
Harvested once a month.
That year had 365 days and 12 months.
Wouldn't that mean harvesting 12 times?
In the past, these people were considered very fortunate if they could harvest once or twice a year.
If natural disasters or man-made calamities occur, the crops will be completely lost.
“Sir, if you can help us harvest 12 times a year, we will give you 90% of the harvested grain.”
"We only need to leave 10% behind to survive."
These people had no idea that the grain they were being given today was made from carefully selected seeds from within the system.
The yield per acre of this seed is quite astonishing.
The yield of rice can reach 1200 kilograms per mu.
The yield of wheat can reach 600 to 800 kilograms per mu.
"The seeds I'm providing you have very high yields. The yield of rice can reach over 2,000 jin per mu, and the yield of wheat can reach over 1,000 jin per mu."
The old man was stunned by what he heard.
If one mu (unit of land area) can yield more than 2,000 jin (unit of weight) of rice in one harvest.
If you harvest 12 times a year, wouldn't you be able to harvest more than 20,000 catties of rice?
Even if 90% is handed over.
Several thousand kilograms of grain could still be left behind.
That family only needed to cultivate one acre of land to survive.
"Don't worry, I will ensure your survival and that you live well."
The people were moved to tears upon hearing this.
They had previously followed Chen Youliang.
Chen Youliang was a complete vampire.
Ye City, as a prefecture or county in Ji Province, originally had a population of over 4 million.
However, after the rebel Chen Youliang captured Ye City, he did not treat the people as human beings at all.
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