Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jing Yuanzhao told everyone in the conference room Yan Xin's prediction.

The military governor and other senior officials were shocked and confused after hearing Jing Yuanzhao's words.

Everyone started discussing it.

Yan Xin could have guessed what they said before, and it was nothing more than:

"There have never been autumn floods in Yicheng, so how could there be a big storm? Even if there was a storm, it would pass in a flash."

"The weather has gradually become drier in the past few days, and heavy rain is rare."

"Autumn rice matures in seven or eight, and there are many empty grains at this time. Now that we are harvesting, the yield will be greatly reduced. This is a major matter regarding food rations, so we should not take it lightly!"

Governor Jing remained silent.

Yan Xin looked at him nervously.

Governor Jing looked back at her, his brows knitted together.

"Do you know that the autumn grain harvest is related to the life and death of millions of people on the land?" the military governor asked her.

Yan Xin nodded: "I know."

——The memory of starvation is a bit blurry. After all, it has been more than ten years and a lifetime. But I still remember the feeling of being so hungry and panicking.

Although there was no large-scale starvation, many people did not survive the famine, resulting in many deaths.

“It’s still half a month before the autumn grain harvest, and the autumn rice is [-]% to [-]% yellow. In half a month, the difference in yield may be nearly half.

If half of the food production is reduced, it is not a simple issue of rising food prices, but half of the people will starve to death. "Governor Jing said again.

Food is the most special, it is a necessity. If it is reduced by [-]%, the result will not be a [-]% increase in prices, but an increase in prices until the bottom class of people cannot afford them and starve to death.

Yan Xin nodded: "I know, Abba."

The warlord said the situation was a bit exaggerated. Harvesting the autumn rice when it is [-]% yellow will not reduce the yield by half.

The Overseer only assumed the worst case scenario.

Even in the worst case scenario, it is better to have half the food than to have no harvest at all.

Hundreds of thousands more people could live.

If Yan Xin succeeds, she accumulates merit again.

She went on a killing spree in the Jiang family, and after her death, the King of Hell's Palace will remember her for her contribution, saving her from the pain of the eighteenth level of hell.

She may have better blessings in her future life.

"Save the suffering of the soul in the world" is particularly applicable today.

"It's so important that I can't make up my mind at the moment," said the warlord.

Yan Xin looked at him in shock.

He is the lord of a city. Now that there is no court, he is the earthly emperor of this world, and every decision he makes affects millions of people.

And he actually said that he couldn't make up his mind!

He said such things in front of his subordinates, his son and adopted daughter!

Yan Xin was so shocked.

When she was managing a small pharmacy, she had a gentle personality, but she would not show her hesitation in front of the clerks and apprentices.

She knew that any hesitation on the part of her boss would cause ripples that would gradually expand and make people feel distracted.

It is the most difficult thing to unite people's hearts, and maintaining it requires the greatest efforts.

Warlord, he actually...

No wonder Jing Yuanzhao said that he had the heart to be a master, but he didn't have the strength.

"What do you think?" the governor asked everyone again.

The senior officials seemed to be used to him talking like this and were not as surprised as Yan Xin.

Everyone started discussing again.

"Warlord, why don't you ask someone to go down and take a look. After collecting the information in two days, how yellow the autumn rice is now. In five days, all harvests will be completed. If you delay any longer, it will be too late if anything happens." Jing Yuanzhao said.

He is no longer called "Abba", but "Overseer" when it comes to business.

Then he said, "The eldest lady is Mr. Jinliu's disciple. Have you forgotten? Her predictions are accurate every time."

In front of everyone, he didn't call Yan Xin "Zhu Zhu'er" without hesitation, but called her eldest lady.

——Reminding the governor and other senior officials why she can be the eldest daughter of the military government.

He is tantamount to mentioning Yan Xin's previous achievements again.

Jing Yuanzhao is careless in private, a bit vulgar and has a bad taste, but when it comes to important matters, he is very sharp in both brains and eloquence.

So he can become something big later.

In his previous life, he was the one who raised food to solve the famine next year.

The word "raising food" seems simple, but in fact it is difficult to reach the sky.

There is no harvest in the spring, and there is already a shortage of food everywhere; now there is no court, and there is no strong control, and other people are not enough to eat themselves, so how can there be a large amount of food for you?

Jing Yuanzhao did it.

He is resolute and ruthless, and is a natural leader.

After Jing Yuanzhao’s words, General Staff Officer Lu Fengjiang spoke first: “If the autumn rice is [-]% yellow, harvesting will not affect the yield much.

Just be afraid of everything. If we close now, the production reduction will not be more than half, maybe [-]-[-]%. If it is true as the eldest lady said, the loss will be as high as [-]% by then, and there will be famine next spring and there will be turmoil. "

Several other senior officials also agreed one after another.

Of course, the remaining [-]% of the staff and senior officials still felt that this matter was inappropriate.

"If it is early rice, it is possible. The storms and rains in midsummer are indeed heavy. But this is autumn, and there is no heavy rain in autumn!" Division Commander Guo Yuan was the first to object.

"What if there is?"

"Just in case of this, are you wasting money and wasting people?" Guo Yuan said angrily, "Miss, you have received enough from the military government this year, why do you have to go so far to fish for fame?"

Jing Yuanzhao stood up.

The warlord immediately scolded him: "Sit down."

"Mr. Guo speaks his mind, and don't take revenge for personal gain. The eldest lady is doing it for the military government and the people, not her own reputation." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin: "..."

She felt there was no need to care.

She didn't even get angry after hearing Guo Yuan's words.

In that explosion, Yan Xin also saved Guo Yuan's life, but this man was not grateful at all.

Position determines attitude.

The last time Lin Fu rebelled, he was the most suspicious and spoke the most rudely.

But Jing Yuanzhao couldn't bear to see Yan Xin being wronged. If the military governor hadn't been in charge, he would have beaten Guo Yuan right now.

"We'll discuss this later," said the Overseer.

The meeting was put on hold.

Jing Yuanzhao sent Yan Xin to his wife to let her relax.

He hurried out on his own.

Madam didn't ask what happened in the conference room. She was always very measured. She will definitely know what she should know; she won't ask more questions about what she shouldn't know.

Yan Xin is worried.

The Overseer couldn't make a decision. Autumn grain is of great concern, and the warlord is even a little afraid of taking responsibility.

Yan Xin felt that at that moment, the warlord was extremely eager to have someone on the top and be the villain for him; instead of letting him be in the highest position and be in a dilemma.

"...What do you want to eat tonight?" the lady asked her.

Yan Xin: "Mom, do you want to eat wontons?"

"Okay, just ask the kitchen to cook wontons for dinner." The lady said.

Then he said, "Don't be so sad. Azhao will do it, don't worry. Once Azhao wants to do something, he will be able to do it. If the road doesn't work, just turn around. He is good at this."

Yan Xin smiled.

This smile made me feel much more relaxed.

That night, Yan Xin did not go back, but stayed in Zhang Nanshu's small building.

When the warlord came back in the evening, he told his wife the matter.

"What are you going to do?" the lady asked him.