It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Lu Xingchen arrived at the gate of the county town, where Ling Xiao was waiting for her with a horse.

This time when he went out for inspection, in addition to Ling Xiao, there were more than a hundred soldiers following him.

There are about two thousand combat-capable soldiers in the entire Xing County.

However, they are not full-time soldiers. They still go to the fields to do farm work during the busy farming season and only conduct training during the slack farming season.

If Xing County were used to support specialized soldiers, it would be very expensive.

However, if there is a war in the future, it will be necessary to have professional soldiers. Those soldiers who farm while fighting can be used as reserve forces.

"Young Master, you are here." Ling Xiao jumped onto the horse and threw the reins and whip to Lu Xingchen.

Lu Xingchen grabbed the reins and jumped onto the horse with ease.

The sound of horse whips rang out, dust rose up, and more than a hundred people rode their horses towards the border of Xing County.

Two hours later, they arrived at the border of Xing County.

A first-class warhorse can run about 60 kilometers in an hour. The warhorses in Xing County are not top-quality warhorses, and even if they are forced to run at full speed, they can only run less than 40 kilometers in an hour.

"Young Master, this is the border with Songshan County. Over there is the boundary marker. Once you cross the boundary marker, it's the land of Songshan County." Ling Xiao pointed to a small stone tablet in front and said to Lu Xingchen.

Lu Xingchen took out the map and compared it with the real situation.

Then she made some marks.

Then they rode their horses forward again, walking along the border line bordering Song County.

The relationship between Song County and Xing County is pretty good, so there aren't too many problems on the border.

"Master, this is the intersection of Song County, Xing County, and Wan County."

"Problems often occur here, and this place is also the closest to Niutou Mountain. The villages here are most likely to be harassed by bandits."

Lu Xingchen took out the map and made detailed marks on it.

Then she checked the condition of the land.

The system really did not lie to her. The seeds it gave her were all high-quality varieties bred according to the soil properties of Xing County.

Some people in Xing County used to grow cotton, but the yield was low, the variety was not good and it couldn't be sold at a high price, so no one grew it anymore.

What's more, cotton is a cash crop that people are only willing to grow in times of peace.

With years of war and chaos, there is not enough time to grow crops, so who would be willing to grow cotton?

What's more, cotton spun into cotton cloth is not a material that ordinary people can afford.

In this era, ordinary people basically wore linen clothes.

The system told her that winter came early this year and was particularly cold.

Since this is the most unstable place and most vulnerable to attacks by bandits, it is definitely unsafe to grow crops here.

Although the bandits in the mountains can grow some crops in the mountains, the soil in the mountains is loose and may all be washed away once it rains. The grain production is not stable at all. They need to rob the surrounding villages in the autumn to meet their food supply.

So let's open up a piece of land here to grow cotton.

Ling Xiao saw Lu Xingchen looking at the map, then picking up soil to check it, and then riding a horse back and forth on the ridge of the field.

"Master, do you want to know the situation of this land? You can call those farmers over and ask them in detail. They know the most..."

Lu Xingchen nodded.

So Ling Xiao brought two farmers over.

"Master, they are the village chiefs of this village."

Lu Xingchen looked at the two men. One was old and the other was young. They should be father and son.

"This is the newly appointed county magistrate." Ling Xiao introduced him to the two farmers.

The two farmers looked at each other and hurriedly knelt down to kowtow to Lu Xingchen.

The village has received a notice that the old county magistrate has abdicated and given way to his son, the young county magistrate. Unexpectedly, the young county magistrate is so young and looks so handsome, like a girl.

"Don't be so polite, old man. Get up and talk." Lu Xingchen reached out and helped the old man up.

The old man looked embarrassed, as if he was worried that his clothes would stain Lu Xingchen's white and tender little hands.

Lu Xingchen smiled gently, and his tone was also very gentle, "Uncle, how many acres of land do we have in this village? How many kilograms of grain can one acre of land produce?"

The old village chief replied in a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, our village has 481 acres of land."

“The main crops we grow are wheat and sorghum.”

"A good acre of wheat can produce 300 kilograms, a poor acre of wheat can produce more than 200 kilograms..."

"The yield of sorghum is slightly better, with a better yield of 400 kilograms."

In this world and at this time, there is no corn.