During the next period of time, everyone began to be busy.

Zhao Yun supervised the construction of the city wall, while Qi Yun continued to practice every day. The others were also busy recruiting people and setting up a scaffolding for the departments under their hands.

After Liu Qingqing was busy with the logistics work of the base every day, she brought her girls to Qi Yun's place to study divine literature with Qi Ya. Qi Yi and Yue Ya also took classes together.

She worked very hard, reciting Pinyin every day while the rooster crows, and studying at night until midnight.

Hard work will definitely pay off. Among the girls who went to school together, Liu Qingqing's progress was the fastest.

Qi Ya's current job, in addition to teaching girls to read and continuing to teach herself Chinese characters and mathematics, is to repeatedly make brown sugar ginger soup and pickled mustard.

These two items are currently in unlimited supply at the base and are in high demand.

But except for Qi Yun, only Zhao Yun and Qi Ya can activate this card. Oh, and now there is another Wang Xiu.

Zhao Yun is busy with the internal affairs of the base, Qi Yun needs to practice, and Wang Xiu's Supervision Department is also in its infancy. This task that has little technical content but requires people to do it can only be left to Qi Ya first.

The base has not yet established a market, and Qi Ya's financial management ability is not yet in use.

But Qi Yun has reserved the future position of Finance Minister for her.

In addition to transforming the base and strengthening defenses, spring plowing has also begun to be put on the agenda.

The mutated rice seeds Qi Yun had picked out before were strong and did not require handling. They were insect-proof and drought-resistant and could grow as long as they were planted in the soil.

It matures once every two months. If you have special fertilizer, you can speed up the growth.

Although she has planted a lot in her fairy mansion, she can't bear the fact that more people are consuming it now. Besides, the more food, the better.

So, a month later, when the ice and snow in the ground completely melted, Qi Yun called everyone again for a meeting.

"I called you here today to discuss spring plowing."

As soon as Qi Yun said something, Wang Qin immediately said: "My lord, could it be that he remembered wrongly? There are still more than a month until the beginning of spring!"

"Of course I know there is still a month until spring begins, but what I want you to grow is not ordinary food."

A month has passed. After Zhao Yun and others deliberately spread the news, everyone at the Yunkai base already knew that their lord Qi Yun had an immortal master.

The lord's master dotes on the lord very much. Not only does he teach her immortal magic and give her magic weapons, but he also often gives her all kinds of delicious food, drinks, and fun things.

Under everyone's curious eyes, Qi Yun took out a small bag of mutated rice.

"This is the rice seed that Master gave me. This kind of seed ripens once a day in the spiritual fields of heaven, with a yield of 1,800 to 2,200 kilograms per mu. In the mortal world, it matures more slowly and only matures once every two months." .”

The yield per mu is 1,800 to 2,000 taels? ? !

Mature in two months? ! !

Still "talented"! ! !

Lord, do you have any misunderstanding about the food of us mortals?

Dayu's territory was located in the north of the mainland, with few paddy fields. The people's staple foods were chestnuts and bean sprouts, but they could only be harvested once a year.

The yield of chestnuts per mu is about 281 kilograms, and the yield of beetroots per mu is about 264 kilograms (Du Niang checked this, this is the data from the Han Dynasty, just for entertainment, don’t go into details). The grain reserves are seriously insufficient. Whenever there is a famine, the people will starve to death. countless.

Rice seeds that mature once every two months can yield 1,800 per mu?

Where are the rice seeds? This is obviously fairy rice!

Qi Yun continued: "And it doesn't pick up the ground. It can survive when planted in the ground. It doesn't need to re-irrigate the paddy field to transplant rice. It can continue to grow after being cut. Weeds can't get rid of it, and insects can't eat it. They won't need it next year." If you plant it again, it will sprout on its own, just like a fruit tree.”

"My God!"

Everyone was amazed, looking at the bag of rice, as if they were looking at something more precious than their lifeblood.

"So, I plan to allocate a group of people and prepare for spring plowing tomorrow."

Zhao Yun said hurriedly: "No, for such a big thing as spring plowing, the Lord should hold a sacrifice first. I will immediately arrange for people to prepare for the sacrifice ceremony. After the sacrifice, we will arrange spring plowing for everyone."

"Well, we still need to offer sacrifices..."

Ancient people attached great importance to farming. Qi Yun nodded in understanding, "Okay, then arrange the sacrifice as soon as possible. The sooner these seeds are planted, the better."

"Yes."

After agreeing on the matter, everyone dispersed.

After Zhao Yun announced that the spring plowing ceremony would be held in three days, everyone in the castle was in an uproar!

"General Zhao, it's still early spring, so the seeds won't sprout if they are planted!"

"Sir, it's not that we are lazy and don't want to farm, it's because the season has not come yet. Farming like this is wasting the food in the base!"

"Master Zhao..."

When the people heard that Zhao Yun asked everyone to open their fields and prepare to plant the land in three days, the farmers who had been farming for many years couldn't help but dissuade him.

The people along Zhao Yun's journey were troubled by the persuasion.

After getting rid of everyone and arriving at his temporary office in Wujiabao, Zhao Yun let out a sigh of relief.

It happened that Liu Qingqing came to him to sign the receipt of food. Seeing that he had a troubled look on his face, he couldn't help but ask: "Why are you worried, sir?"

Zhao Yun thought someone was coming to persuade him not to farm, but when he turned around and saw it was her, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He said: "My lord is going to hold a spring plowing ceremony in three days. Now when the people see me, they come to persuade me."

Liu Qingqing said: "My lord wants to plant fairy rice. Why don't you explain it clearly to the people?"

"Why didn't you say..."

Zhao Yun was helpless. He had already explained to the people all the way, but one person left and another came to persuade them again, endlessly.

Liu Qingqing thought for a moment and understood the root cause of his troubles.

After Zhao Yun returned the signed approval to her, Liu Qingqing bowed and said, "Sir, Qingqing has a plan that may relieve your worries."

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