Three Kingdoms: Stealing the Tiger Talisman and forcing Yuan Shao to become a monk

Chapter 396
Time flies, and another month passes in a blink of an eye.

For the people of Xuzhou, the first year of Ding'an was quite an unforgettable year.

What is unforgettable does not mean that something major happened in the first year of Ding'an, but that Xuzhou, which has never been far away from the flames of war since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, finally ushered in a day of peace.

Even if this day is only for one year, for the people of Xuzhou, it is a sweet treat.

For those refugees who migrated to Xuzhou from other states and counties, the significance of this year is even greater.

It is the first time in my life that I am far away from my homeland, and I am used to seeing human tragedies on the way of migration. It is just common in this troubled world to change children.

Originally, they had no expectations for their own lives, but when they arrived in Xuzhou.

They were surprised to find that God finally opened his eyes. In Xuzhou, they finally found a pure land of peace and happiness.

Even if the tax to be paid every year is as high as eight cents, even if the cultivated land is abandoned for many years.

But for these refugees who have no fixed place to return to their hometown.

To have a piece of land to cultivate and a home to live in is already a great gift.

For that Qi Hou who recruited him and gave him a way to survive, these refugees only had pure gratitude in their hearts.

The only problem is that I don't know what this Marquis Qi thinks, but he actually produced those pickled things, and said that those things are fertilizers, which can be used to increase production and income, and restore soil fertility.

Although the refugees murmured in their hearts, they were always worried that putting this thing in the field would ruin the crops.

But under Qihou's order, who dares to hesitate to disobey?You can only follow the official in charge of supervising and inspecting composting in the government, and put the "fertilizer" in big barrels.

After mixing according to the ratio given by Junhou, it was watered into the field.

Anyway, the government has already said that the family's rations for this year will be distributed by the government, so there is no need to worry about the lack of food and clothing when the food harvest is over.

But seeing the fields being so ruined, the refugees still felt quite uncomfortable.

As for the people in Xuzhou, although their own fields do not have to go through this difficulty, the simplicity of the farmers' nature still makes them deeply sympathize with the refugees.

Yuan Tan implemented a policy of light corvee and low tax for the people under his rule, and only collected two cents of tax every year.

But last year just experienced a severe drought, and the people in Xuzhou didn't have much food in their homes.

There is only psychological sympathy for the suffering of the refugees, and there is not much substantive help.

Can only look at the refugees from time to time and sigh.

This kind of lament on the contrary aggravated the depression in the hearts of the refugees, but depression was depression, and the government's decree still could not be disobeyed.

What's more, compared with the official government of the big Han, the officials under Qihou's rule can be called strict.

With Chen Deng, the god of death, in charge of the official department, the previous officials did not dare to reproduce the operations of taking cards, asking for them at will, and cleverly setting up names and so on.

So life is much more comfortable than before, not to mention, food and drink are now distributed by the government.

These fields only need to be cultivated for three years before they can be transferred to their own names and become their own fields.

At that time, they will no longer be forced to use these pickled fertilizers.

Inspired by this kind of thinking, although there are many resistances to the composting law, the refugees still follow the government's instructions honestly.

The fertilizer was sprinkled down.

However, as the days passed, the crops in the fields gradually began to grow, and the refugees gradually realized that the situation seemed to be somewhat different from what they had imagined before.

Not to mention that the crops were not directly killed by the fertilizer as the rumors said.

It still grows according to the normal growth law, sprouts, and sets ears.

When the autumn harvest was approaching, the refugees were even more pleasantly surprised to find that the tassels produced by the rice in the rice fields were all big and good!

Is this fertilizer really so magical?
The refugees were overwhelmed, but they still had some worries in their hearts. After all, everyone knew what the fertilizer was.

That kind of thing can actually raise fields?

In the final analysis, the technology tree of the big man is too backward, and the concept of the people is too outdated. Otherwise, Yuan Tan would directly give a popular science class to the people, and the fertilizer business would have been fully implemented long ago.

There is no need to use the reclaimed land of the refugees as an experiment first, and it will not be implemented until next year.

"Could it be Kong Sui!"

Outside the city of Xuzhou, next to a barren field that was newly reclaimed this year, several refugees stood on the ground, rubbing a stalk of rice in their hands, and discussing in a low voice.

It's not uncommon to see empty spikes. They fled to Xuzhou, but when they were in their hometown, they were all veterans.

There are many problems in crop fields, and it is not uncommon to see the situation of empty ears. The so-called empty ears are the ears of rice and wheat fields, which look huge.

But after peeling it off, you will find that the tassels inside are just shriveled small particles.

It's not food at all.

"Would you like to peel one off and have a look?"

Some refugees said this, but they were quickly glared at by their companions.

To the superstitious farmers, plucking the ears before the autumn harvest has come is undoubtedly a waste of food and will offend the gods.

Although this kind of thing is believable or not, they managed to escape to Xuzhou and live this kind of life.

Right now, I can’t help being more in awe of the gods and other things. Although I don’t necessarily believe it in my heart, I am always worried that if there is really a word from God, then if they do this, when the harvest is not good in the autumn harvest, will they blame themselves for being cheap?

"Anyway, the autumn harvest is only a few days away! Just wait and see when the time comes."

Finally, an older refugee got up and clapped his hands, beckoning his companions back to the village.

Their village is not far from the field. With the development of wasteland reclamation work in Xuzhou, the wasteland outside the cities of various counties has been reclaimed.

Correspondingly, those refugees who migrated to Xuzhou also lived in villages in large and small open spaces around the barren fields, forming small villages.

Similar dialogues and scenes are being staged all over Xuzhou as the autumn harvest approaches.

All the refugees who have been "disasterd" by the composting method are sweating in their hearts at this moment. Even in their dreams, they dream that when they peel off the tassels during the autumn harvest, they find that there are empty shells inside.

In the end, I woke up from my dream, screaming and crying.

Although the government has repeatedly stated that from this year until the spring of next year, the government will provide relief.

If the autumn harvest is not good, the government's relief will continue for another year.

But for the refugees, the failure of the crops is the worst nightmare.

In such a tormented wait.

The golden autumn and September finally arrived as scheduled, in the autumn wind.

The refugees walked into their respective fields tremblingly, and carefully cut off a stalk of rice with a sickle.

The nearby Xuzhou aborigines also rushed over. They were also very curious about what happened after the refugees' fields were composted.

"Quick, peel it off and see it, peel it off and see it!"

Someone couldn't help urging, the refugee quickly pinched it hard, and then...

Then the entire sky over Xuzhou was filled with laughter and laughter.

(End of this chapter)