Chapter 91 Shock
This road is destined to be full of difficulties and obstacles.
But his wife and his daughter have already embarked on this path, and with their meager strength, they are shaking the towering tree.
My son is my guide on this road.
Then he can't be a drag.
Jun Yu thought about it and realized that what his son wanted to do was what he wanted to do.
Even though they were royal relatives in the past, once the imperial decree was issued, the son could take them away without any room for negotiation.
Even people of their status had no power to resist the imperial power, let alone ordinary people?
They have been exiled to the border town for such a long time that they have seen quite a few people and things.
People work hard all year long, but they still can't guarantee enough food and clothing.
Since my son has such good fortune, he must not retreat and waste it.
Jun Yu looked at his son and said, "Don't worry, Dad wants to fight alongside you."
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Thank you for your support, father."
Jun Yu was also happy: "In the past, in the capital, we didn't have many opportunities to meet. Even if we happened to run into each other outside, you had to call me Prince and I had to call you Your Highness the Crown Prince. I think it's better now."
His son can call him dad, and can jokingly call him father. He can also sit side by side with his son against a big tree, chat about family matters, and express his true feelings.
Jun Qiulan had never thought that there would be another way to transport all the food.
So it's much earlier than he expected, but they can't leave now. With so much food, if someone finds it, won't they just take it away?
Even if ten or twenty bags were moved away, it would still be a loss.
If someone was there and was discovered, even if it couldn't be explained, at least they could keep an eye on the food.
As for Huo Lian, he always returned home late at night, so Jun Shuwan simply found Mrs. Huo and conveyed her message.
Huo Lian and his wife were also a well-known loving couple. They would discuss things with each other whenever there was something going on.
Huo Lian would never be like most men nowadays who think that there is no need to discuss such an important matter with a woman. As the head of the family, he should make the decision.
It is precisely because he does not have such thoughts that a woman like Mrs. Huo is willing to guard the rear for him, so that he has no worries.
When she returned home in the evening, Mrs. Huo conveyed Jun Shuwan's words to her husband.
The couple had the same confusion in their hearts, which was the same question Jun Shuwan had considered before.
No one sent any messages to the brother and sister, so how did they communicate with each other?
Huo Lian had doubts before. Last time, Jun Qiulan asked Jun Shuwan to send him a letter. At the end of the letter, he just needed to convey his attitude and thoughts to Jun Shuwan.
At that time, he thought that the brother and sister might meet or communicate in the future, but later he heard from his wife that there was no contact between the brother and sister.
Maybe the two of them have a way of contacting each other that others don't know.
Huo Lian remembered that he was asked to bring people there in the morning, so before daybreak, he gathered the people and set off with his cart.
Fortunately he set out early.
Otherwise, Jun Qiulan and Jun Yu, father and son, would have to wait a little longer. In the hot summer, there are a lot of words in the mountains and forests.
In the second half of the night, Jun Qiulan even traveled back to the modern era, took a car back to the rental house, and brought the mosquito coils from the rental house.
Otherwise, he felt that he and his father were about to be carried away by the mosquitoes in the mountains.
When Huo Lian arrived at the place, he smelled a faint "smell of incense" and then saw a large pile of food.
At this time, he didn't care about the smell of incense, food was the key.
Even if the food was sent by hungry ghosts, he would still burn three incense sticks for them.
"Master Jun, Comrade Bujun." Huo Lian wasn't used to this address yet. "Here, here's the food?"
Jun Qiulan stood up and patted his butt. He is becoming more and more casual now.
"Here are 300,000 kilograms of grain. General Huo will take half, and the other half will be sent to the government warehouse. Please bring your men on this trip."
Huo Lian couldn't help laughing. Was he going to be made a laborer?
But it doesn't matter.
He can get 150,000 kilograms of grain.
Huo Lian's expression was very complicated. He was able to get so many grain seeds before, but now he could only get grain back directly.
Jun Qiulan explained, "Food is hard to come by. This is the limit I can get. I brought this much food back so that I can be prepared for any eventuality. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the harvest of the crops I planted, except for the sweet potatoes, is probably not going to be very good."
Huo Lian nodded. Experienced farmers also said that the crops grown in their military camp contained a lot of empty husks in the rice.
It would be great if the harvest could reach half of previous years.
Fifteen thousand kilograms of food was indeed a drop in the bucket for their army of more than one hundred thousand.
But if you cook it into porridge and eat it sparingly, it can last for many days.
When conditions are limited, you can't ask for too much.
Huo Lian bowed solemnly to Jun Qiulan and said, "On behalf of the soldiers, I would like to thank Comrade Jun."
Jun Qiulan returned the greeting, "General, please don't be polite. These are difficult times, and we should unite and support each other to overcome this difficulty."
This bowing gesture probably cannot be changed.
But Jun Qiulan thought about it carefully and felt that it would be a good idea to keep such etiquette.
They do want to create a new world and a new era, but that does not mean they want to get rid of all these good etiquette and customs.
What they need to do is to get rid of the dross.
"Let's get the food first, it's almost dawn." Jun Yu said, "When we get to the city, please let people see that there is food in the city."
The people are now very panicked.
Seeing that the harvest in the fields was poor, there was no rain, the family had little food stored, and the food in the grain store was too expensive.
The food was taken around the city to tell everyone that the government and the army were trying to find a way to transport food to the border town, and that there was still food in the border town, so that everyone would not starve to death.
Secondly, it was also to warn those grain merchants.
The current price of grain is high, but it is not so rare that it offends the government. We have been walking on the red line.
Grain merchants want to make money, but they are also afraid of death.
Duan Wen sent people to knock on the door, but they didn't raise the price. They just released less food every day, and fewer people could buy food.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the food in their hands becomes truly valuable only when the land can no longer produce any crops.
At that time, the government will have to step in to control it, which will be quite troublesome. The most direct and effective way is to fire all the merchants who raise the price of grain.
Jun Qiulan sighed. He could understand that these grain merchants wanted to make money by transporting grain back from far away places, but it was wrong to profit from disasters.
Now that the signal has been sent out, it means that the government has grain, and grain merchants will also be nervous, especially since sweet potatoes are already available this year.
Nowadays, sweet potatoes are still in the swelling period. In fact, many villages have secretly dug up one or two plants to check their growth. They all know that this is a high-yield grain, even higher than the yield reported by the government.
Of course, at that time, it was Jun Qiulan who suggested that they not reveal the actual output, because it was too shocking and hard to believe.
Only when they see it with their own eyes can they feel at ease.
The government has grain and sweet potatoes as a backup, so the grain merchants are worried that they won’t be able to sell the grain. If they keep it until the next year, it will become stale grain, worthless, and cannot be sold at a high price.
In particular, if there is no continued drought next year and crops can be grown in the fields, how many families will buy food from outside?
We must take advantage of the present time and sell what we can. If that doesn't work, grain merchants like them have their own ways and can even go to other places to bring some grain back. It just takes a little manpower and time.
After hearing this, Huo Lian couldn't help laughing.
"You guys are really quick-witted."
Jun Qiulan also smiled and said, "Special times call for special treatment."
Huo Lian nodded and waved his hand, ordering the soldiers he brought with him to start moving the food.
When the soldiers saw so much food, their hearts were filled with excitement.
Who doesn’t fear hunger?
Three hundred thousand kilograms of food, even if each person gets half a kilogram, it will be enough to eat for several days.
What? Half a catty per person, can't eat for a few days?
On weekdays, unless they need to do physical work recently, ordinary farmers basically eat until they are 70% to 80% full, or half full. Who can eat a full meal three times a day?
Jun Qiulan actually thought about this problem as well.
When they first came to this place, he got a chance and got 150 yuan, and went to the supermarket to buy rice for the first time.
At that time, I was worried that I didn't have enough money, and I also wanted to save some in case my mother's illness was not cured and I had to spend money to buy medicine. So I only bought two spoons, which was exactly two kilograms.
With two kilograms of rice, their family of four cooked porridge, which lasted for many days.
They didn't have enough to eat, but they didn't starve to death either.
We'll talk about it when it really comes to that.
He couldn't just watch people starve to death.
Jun Qiulan sighed.
It would be much easier for a group of tall and strong palace soldiers to carry food than for Jun Qiulan, who has thin arms and legs.
Seeing that everything was in good order, Jun Qiulan said, "General Huo, why don't you send someone you trust to stay here and watch over us? Come home with me. I have something to give you."
Huo Lian waved his hand and said, "These are all the soldiers of my Huo Mansion. They have all signed contracts and are trustworthy."
Jun Qiulan paused for a moment and said, "Let's go."
In the new era, there is no such thing as a body contract, only employment contracts, labor contracts, etc.
There were no slaves in that era.
He remembered that he had heard the national anthem of that world by chance. It was passionate, but the first sentence at the beginning left a deep impression on him.
Nowadays, which rich and powerful family does not have a few slaves who have signed indentures to sell themselves?
The purpose was to get the servants' indentures in their hands and control them, so that they would be more loyal to them and would not dare to betray them easily.
How can this system be improved?
On the way home, Jun Qiulan was still thinking about how to solve this problem.
In fact, when a slave is about to betray his master, he will really not care about the indenture.
There still needs to be regulations to control such situations.
Things are a bit complicated, and he has to go back to the modern world to check the information.
Huo Lan followed the father and son back home.
The house was still quiet.
But even in such silence, Huo Lan, who had good hearing, heard an unusual sound, like the sound of a fan, but not like a fan.
The fan Jun Qiulan gave them made almost no noise, and they slept very comfortably with the breeze blowing at night.
Now everyone in the front yard can hear the sound of the wind. Huo Lian doesn't think that Jun Qiulan would take out all the good fans and save the noisy ones for his own home use.
This is not in line with Jun Qiulan's character.
Jun Qiulan probably saw his doubts and explained, "It's another appliance that can cool down the room. The fan is an outdoor unit, and we hid it behind the house."
There is some disguise on the back, so it is difficult to tell what it is.
In this case, Huo Yan didn't ask any more questions.
"You said you had something for me?"
Jun Qiulan nodded and said, "Please wait a moment, General Huo."
Jun Yu took out a box of tea leaves and said, "You haven't slept all night. Have a cup of tea, General."
Huo Lian sat down obediently. He could see that Jun Yu also had something to say to him.
Since his father was entertaining Huo Lan, Jun Qiulan hurried back to the modern world from his room and left the house as quickly as possible.
The walkie-talkie he bought arrived yesterday and was placed in the express locker in the community. He was busy yesterday and didn't have time to pick it up.
It was early now, so Jun Qiulan simply went to buy some breakfast.
Three hundred thousand kilograms of grain have been taken out, so it doesn’t seem too much to take out a few dozen steaming buns.
So, Jun Qiulan came back carrying a bag of big white steamed buns and a few walkie-talkies.
When Huo Lian saw him come back, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.
There is no smoke from the kitchen in this house, which means they don’t have a fire. Where do the steamed buns come from?
He didn't even look at the other box in Jun Qiulan's hand first.
His eyes were fixed on the steamed buns in Jun Qiulan's hand and the transparent plastic bag containing the buns.
Jun Qiulan's expression remained calm: "General, are you hungry? Eat two steamed buns to fill your stomach."
Huo Lian became even more numb.
Yes, if we can get back 300,000 kilograms of grain, what are a few dozen steamed buns?
Jun Qiulan took out a few steamed buns and put them aside. This was breakfast for their family, and the rest were given to Huo Lan.
"Brothers and General Huo have worked hard, take these back to fill your stomach."
The steamed buns from this shop taste very good, soft and sweet. The whole family loves to eat the steamed buns from this shop.
Sometimes when he was busy, he would buy some extra. After his parents and Song Yan got up in the morning, they would just microwave it and have it for breakfast.
Huo Lian didn't bother to be polite with him. The steamed bun smelled delicious, with a faint milky aroma.
"Comrade Jun, what you want to give me is not just steamed buns, right?"
Such soft and white steamed buns are indeed rare, but there is no need for him to make a special trip.
Jun Qiulan took out the walkie-talkie.
After leaving the factory, they all come with a partial power supply.
He debugged the channels and handed one to Huo Lan. "General Huo, please wait a moment."
He went back to the backyard with another walkie-talkie.
After a while, the walkie-talkie in Huo Lian's hand rang.
"General Huo, have you always been curious about how Wan'er and I got in touch since there's no correspondence?"
Huo Lian was so surprised that he almost threw the walkie-talkie in his hand away.
Jun Yu was smiling beside them. They were the first to see such a magical communication tool as the mobile phone, and they were so surprised that they were speechless. Later, when they saw the walkie-talkie, they even thought it was nothing special.
There are too few functions.
He took the intercom from Huo Lian and pressed the talk button: "General Huo should have figured out the trick. Come back quickly, Ji Bai, and don't scare anyone."
Jun Qiulan: "Got it, I'll be right back."
It was a rare occasion for him to be naughty.
They want to see the impact of this high technology on these pure ancient people.
He missed the electric fan before.
When he returned to the main room with the intercom, he still had a smile on his face. Especially when he saw that the shock in Huo Lin's eyes had not completely subsided, the smile on his face became even more obvious.
Huo Lian was helpless and found it funny.
No matter what path Jun Qiulan is leading them on now, he is still just a young man of twenty years old.
Don’t underestimate the age of twenty.
When Huo Lian was twenty years old, he had already married a wife, but he still went out with the soldiers every day to hunt pheasants and rabbits, and climb trees to catch birds.
People just acted on a whim and wanted to tease this inexperienced general, who was now much more mature than he was back then.
"So, Comrade Jun and Miss Wan'er both used this... this device to communicate?"
Jun Qiulan nodded: "This thing is called a walkie-talkie, and the longest transmission distance can be thirty miles."
It has slightly higher power than the one they and Wan'er use.
A distance of thirty miles.
Huo Lian could no longer sit still and paced back and forth in the main room in excitement.
He joined the army when he was a teenager and had fought in many battles, big and small, over the years. He understood very clearly how invincible such a thing would be when used on the battlefield.
If he had his scouts carry walkie-talkies deep into the enemy camp, the scouts could almost certainly convey the enemy's camp deployment to him in real time.
Huo Lian was so excited that he took several deep breaths.
"Can it really be transmitted thirty miles away?"
Jun Qiulan just went to the backyard just now. It was only two or three miles from Jun Qiulan's home to the Huo Mansion.
Jun Qiulan gave him an affirmative answer: "Thirty miles is not the limit."
The walkie-talkies he bought were tested in modern places full of tall buildings and various signal interferences.
They have a flat land here, so the transmission should be able to reach a longer distance.
"You have this good thing, but you didn't take it out earlier." Huo Lian wiped his face.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "There was no electricity before, so even if I gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to use it."
Wan'er only had a set of portable batteries before, and no solar energy.
Fortunately, this walkie-talkie does not consume much power and the battery can be charged many times.
Jun Qiulan continued, "The walkie-talkie needs to be charged. Once fully charged, it can last about ten days in standby mode if not in use. If used frequently, one or two days is fine."
They and Wan'er have to chat for a few minutes every morning and evening, and Wan'er's walkie-talkie can be used for many days.
Jun Qiulan took out a spare battery and demonstrated it to Huo Lan. "This battery is detachable. If you're away for a long time, you can take it with you."
"Okay, okay, okay." Huo Lian was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Then he thought of another question: "If we use the intercom, can Miss Wan'er hear us?"
Jun Qiulan shook his head, "The frequency is different."
He couldn't explain it clearly.
He took out the one at home and demonstrated to Huo Lan directly that they had to adjust to the same frequency in order to contact the other party.
Huo Lian tried several times. "What you mean is, I can only contact you if I switch to this channel, but at the same time, I won't be able to receive calls on my original frequency?"
"General Huo is smart."
Huo Lian: "Why don't you give me a few more?"
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing and gave him the rest. "Here, there's an instruction manual in this box. You can take a look at it. There are also earphones. After you put them in your ears, only you can hear the sound. No one else can hear it."
Huo Lan was overjoyed.
To be honest, on this trip today, this walkie-talkie is more important to him than the 150,000 kilograms of grain.
Of course, food is also important.
Jun Qiulan: "If this thing is used properly, it should be able to help the general."
That's right.
So many things to do every day have to be handed over to his commander to solve.
Often I couldn't go home for three to five days and had to live in the military camp.
Huo Lian looked at the walkie-talkie in front of him, and thought about today's food and the previous types of grain. He knew what Jun Qiulan meant.
Naturally, he was certain of the path Jun Qiulan was going to take, and he made up his mind to follow.
But he still had a problem.
"Comrade Jun, my mother and two children are still in the capital. Duan Wen and I can manage to get by with the border town this year, but if things go on for a long time, it's hard to say."
If it really comes to that, and the court threatens him with his family, what should he do?
This is also what he is most worried about.
Jun Qiulan exhaled a breath of foul air, "I will find a way to deal with this matter."
The best way would be for him to go to the capital, ask Huo Lan's family to dismiss the slaves, gather together the relatives who are willing to follow them, and then take them to another world. Then he would rush back from the capital and bring them back from the modern world.
This method is very risky. He also has to worry about what to do if something happens in modern times after bringing General Huo's family to modern times.
But other than this, there is no better way.
When a general is away from home, his family members become the bargaining chips that the emperor uses to control the soldiers, that is, hostages.
Without special reasons, hostages cannot leave the capital at will.
Even if the emperor agreed, only one or two could leave, and the rest would not be able to leave.
Huo Yan was silent for a moment. "Comrade Jun, you should know that we all agree with your ideal world, but if the safety of my family's lives were threatened, I'm not sure what I would do then."
That's putting it mildly.
Is there any need to choose this?
Everyone knows it.
"General, rest assured. As long as we can drag it out this year, I will definitely find a way to safely bring your family to the border town."
The crossing channel has not been opened yet. After the last test with the lamb, it has grown.
Wait until the crops are ripe, and wait until the things that have been spread before can truly benefit the people and change their lives. Then, it should be possible.
Even Jun Qiulan was unsure.
So we have to think of other ways to prepare for emergencies.
Huo Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry. This year, no news about you will reach the capital."
Jun Qiulan stood up and said, "Thank you very much, General."
If they can delay it for a while, they will be safer for one more day and have more time to deploy.
Huo Lian chatted for a while about the rectification in the military camp, and left without staying any longer.
The food has to be taken back.
Since we want the grain merchants to spit out the grain, how can 300,000 kilograms of bait be enough?
Huo Lian also had his own plans in mind.
"Dad, go and rest. You've been with me all night."
Jun Yu smiled and said, "Your mother should be awake soon. I'll go heat up some milk for her. She's been so absorbed in the girls' school and the factory lately that she's lost a lot of weight."
The relationship between parents is always so enviable.
"Dad, go and rest first. I'll do the warming."
"That's fine."
I am not young anymore, and after staying up all night, I am indeed a little tired.
Jun Qiulan also heated up steamed buns and milk for his father. "Go to sleep after eating. You can sleep in my room and let mom sleep a little longer. I'll go to the village school today to say hello. You can have a good sleep."
Jun Yu felt his son's filial piety and felt warm in his heart.
Song Xirong got up early in the morning and had a hot breakfast prepared by her son, with a smile on her face.
"My son is a filial son. I don't know when he will find a wife for us. You are already twenty years old. Back then, your father and I both had you."
Jun Qiulan's scalp was tingling, and she quickly changed the subject: "Mom, Dad stayed with me all night, so I let him sleep in my room."
"Okay, Mom has finished breakfast and is leaving with Song Yan, so let him have a good rest. By the way, the students said they haven't seen Jun Baisong in a few days, so I'll take Songsong over today."
When Jun Baisong heard his name, he jumped off the rattan chair next to him and then jumped into Song Xirong's arms.
"Look how obedient we are."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing and took out another walkie-talkie, "Mom, please take this walkie-talkie with you. If anything happens, you can contact Dad and Wan'er at any time."
The ones they use at home don't need to transmit signals very far, so they are relatively small.
In addition to what they used themselves, he also prepared some for Mr. Su and Senior Brother Duan, but he wanted to go there in person in a few days to hand them over and bring the books he bought online with him.
He had promised to buy those books, but he spent a long time searching online before finding some suitable books for beginners.
Song Xirong accepted it and said, "Alright, you should go and get some rest. Look at your dark circles. You should use the facial mask or eye mask that Miss Liu gave you last time. Didn't they say that the filming is about to start? Adjust your condition. We are here, don't worry."
This also concerns about the condition of his son's skin.
Jun Qiulan was also amused. "I understand, mother, don't worry about me. The soap from the factory can be sold in the city first to build a good reputation. We can also send people to promote it to those who come here as merchants."
"Are you even teaching your mother how to do business?" Song Xirong smiled, her eyes curved. "Alright, alright, my son has grown up, why are you becoming more and more nagging? Go and have a rest."
Jun Qiulan nodded, feeling relieved that the topic had finally been changed.
Although his mother didn't urge him to get married, she would mention it from time to time.
Every time he talked about it, he would get nervous for a long time.
He went to Song Yan to explain a few things, then quietly returned to his room. His father was still sleeping soundly, so he quietly returned to the rental house, washed up, and went straight to bed.
After running around for a whole day and night, he was exhausted even though he was young.
Moreover, it was broad daylight, and he had to be wary of messages from the studio and friends. It would not be appropriate to not be able to contact them for a long time, especially now that Liu Yue had already made some guesses about him, so he simply rested here.
I slept until the afternoon.
I got enough sleep.
You will feel young, recover quickly, and wake up full of energy.
There was no one at home and the kitchen was rarely used in the rental house, so I just lay in bed and ordered some takeout.
He is also becoming more and more like an ordinary modern young man.
While waiting for the takeaway, he replied to the message.
As for Zhou Wo, we finally managed to negotiate a cooperation agreement with him.
In the future, in addition to the folding fans they regularly paint for cultural and creative stores, they will have another stable source of income.
Originally it was agreed that he would be provided with two different kinds of fan paintings every month and receive a 10% profit. Zhou Wo also tried hard and negotiated from two kinds of fan paintings to three kinds, but the profit remained the same.
After some rough calculations, he found that on average he could make about 3 yuan for each fan he sold.
Three yuan may not seem like much, but it adds up. Now Fengcheng has a good flow of people.
It also helps to spread the reputation of the tourist city.
In particular, Zhou Wo also said that if things go well in the future, they also plan to open an online store. With an online store, customers are not limited to tourists. People from all over the world can place an order with a mobile phone when they want to buy something, and they can receive it in three or four days.
He sent a message to Zhou Wo, saying that the contract could be signed at any time.
The good thing about cooperating with the official is that there will be no deceptive content in the contract, and everything will be in order, legal and compliant.
Zhou Wo replied to the message, saying that he had other things to do today and would sign the contract tomorrow.
Jun Qiulan also said yes.
After a busy period, all the matters concerning the ancient times were handed over, and the modern side was no longer busy.
Jun Qiulan also asked Xu Su to help him pause the special scene.
The crew will move in one month before the filming of Yan Jing's movie starts.
He will have to learn dancing from teacher Tang Qing in the future, so he needs to practice basic skills during this period.
Speaking of Teacher Tang Qing, Jun Qiulan remembered the cheongsam her mother made for Teacher Tang.
Because she knew he was going to give it as a gift, his mother added some embroidery to the cheongsam, which took some time. In addition, he was busy recently and had forgotten about it.
Wait until Teacher Tang comes over before giving it to her.
After Jun Qiulan finished his meal and rested for a while, he changed into the training clothes that Yan Jing had asked Assistant Tang to buy for him.
He pushed the sofa and coffee table in the living room a little further away and began to practice basic skills.
Not long after it started, the phone rang.
It was a video call from Yan Jing.
I don’t know why, but when it comes to communicating with friends, Yan Jing’s favorite thing is to make video calls.
When he contacts Qu Feng and others, he basically uses text or voice communication.
Jun Qiulan sighed, thought of an excuse in advance, and then answered the phone.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
When Yan Jing saw Jun Qiulan wearing training clothes, his eyebrows raised in a beautiful arc.
"How do you know I'm here to supervise today?"
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The author has something to say: Here is the 8000 update. I’m not sure if there will be any additional updates. If there are none before 3 pm, then wait until tomorrow.
It's not very convenient to slack off these past two days hahahahaha. [heart][heart][heart]
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