Infrastructure Throne

When the steward talked about the yield of potatoes per mu, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he talked endlessly like pouring beans:

"It's three thousand catties! I've been farming all my life as an old farmer, and I've never seen such a high-yield potato! About one-third of my [-]-mu experimental field is planted with potatoes. After we counted it, there are nearly [-] potatoes! "

One hundred thousand catties of potatoes?

Several chief officials in the study were scratching their heads for the merchants manipulated by the nobles. When they heard this number, they were almost knocked unconscious by the potatoes falling from the sky.

This beauty is too unreal!

The steward clasped his hands together, looking at Shen Qingze's eyes, as devoutly as if worshiping a god: "The chief priest really deserves to be a descendant of the Great Xia Emperor! Your field must have been blessed by your ancestors."

"In the past, it was obviously barren land. Since water truck irrigation and regular fertilization, the crops in the field have grown fast and well! The harvested potatoes are not only high in yield, but also large in size. If they are harvested half a month late, they can still grow Bigger."

"Oh, by the way, there's also that winter wheat. I don't know where the officiant got the seeds. It can grow in such a cold day! It's incredible. I've never heard of any crops that can survive the winter..."

The steward didn't care about the expressions of the other chief officers, and flattered Shen Qingze sincerely, saying that there is nothing in the sky and nothing in the earth, so that Shen Qingze felt embarrassed.

Potatoes are a great tool to feed the explosive population of human beings. They not only have high yields, but also have strong adaptability to the environment.The dried and dehydrated potatoes are ground into powder, which can be stored for several years.

The system store sells high-quality seeds. Shen Qingze's tight gold coins were all used to upgrade the black land. This bonus alone can triple the output, let alone buy it without buying it. Less common fertilizers.

If it weren't for the simple and rude farming methods of the farmers, the yield per mu would be more than [-]?

In the future, unlocking advanced fertilizers, expanding planting scale, scientific farming, and per-acre production will scare these guys to death.

"Okay." Shen Qingze interrupted the manager's chatter, "Tell me about the farm."

The manager got excited again: "During your absence, the chickens, ducks, and geese in the farm have been hatching continuously, and the scale has expanded a lot, and the shed is not enough. We plan to build a bigger one another day."

"Besides, after the earthworm field has formed a large scale, the cost of raising each poultry is getting lower and lower. Even if we sell it cheaply, we can still make a profit! The officiant really deserves to be—"

"Okay, okay, stop." Shen Qingze pressed his forehead, "In short, you just need to ensure that you can provide enough potatoes, meat and poultry for the market in these two days."

"In addition, the ironware shop continues to sell iron farm tools at low prices, as well as some daily-use ironware, which cannot be out of stock these days."

"Yes, my lord!"

After the steward left, Luo Xin and Fan Mizhou still couldn't believe it. Luo Xin squeezed his fat belly to make sure he wasn't dreaming: "Master Officiant, are you planning to contract the whole city's market?"

Shen Qingze relaxed her body and leaned back in the chair, crossing her fingers on the armrest: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just enough to maintain what I need for the past few days."

Fan Mizhou spoke cautiously: "Those ruffians and people who were bought by the nobles with a lot of money, if they really besiege the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow, will they directly send guards to drive them out or suppress them?"

Shen Qingze turned his head, a weird smile appeared on his lips, he didn't smile often, this kind of expression made Fan Mizhou a little creepy.

"Directly sending troops to suppress it will only intensify the conflict between the city lord's mansion and the people, and it will play into the hands of Yan En and others."

"The only way to deal with these guys is to mobilize the power of the masses."

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The next day, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the morning light was blocked by thick clouds, making people unable to feel the warmth of the sun at all.

The city lord's mansion greeted the morning with a burst of noise and cursing.

Crowds of people, led by several leaders, blocked the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Some of them are loafing hooligans on the street, some are gamblers, drunkards, and some poor people who have been hungry for days.

Everyone carried broken stones and rotten eggs with them, and smashed them in through the gate and courtyard wall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Most of the leaders covered half of their faces with cloth towels, holding sticks or even iron hoes in their hands, and yelled at everyone to knock on the door.

"Unscrupulous officiant! Bullying others! Release the Earl!"

"My lord earl is always willing to do good and good deeds, so there is absolutely no way he is a bad person!"

"The City Lord's Mansion randomly arrests people!"

The leader yelled, and the messy crowd yelled, "After smashing the stones, pick them up on the spot and continue smashing. After all, you will be paid five copper coins for coming."

The guards on duty at the gate tried to stop him, but were thrown by the crowd, nearly smashed his head, and had to retreat.

More patrolling guards came to drive them away, and the crowd dispersed immediately. After a while, they gathered from all directions again, saying "revenge" and "protest".

The huge momentum immediately attracted the attention of the people in the whole city. This wave of "justice" became more and more intense with the deliberate fueling of the nobles.

But before they could wait for the situation to further ferment in the direction they expected, a wave of people filled with the smell of soot and rust rushed into the city in a hurry.

In the winter, these people also wore thin coarse clothes, and some even rolled up their sleeves, exposing two arms with strong veins.

They were armed with shovels and chisels, and there were two or three hundred people. They walked all the way, and the crowd pushed away in horror to make way for them.

"It seems to be the miners of the mine. What are they doing here? It seems to be heading towards the City Lord's Mansion..."

"Are these people going to make trouble again?"

The two groups finally met at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

The miner waved to the brothers behind him, and some workers came out pushing a few small carts, which were filled with discarded cinders, slag, rotten vegetable leaves, and even stinky horse manure.

The miners had been prepared for a long time, put on sackcloth gloves, fished out the rotten cinder leaves, and shot a shotgun at the "protest crowd" who besieged the city lord's mansion!

The protesters were dumbfounded.

They are a group of mobs without morality and law, and they gather here only because they have given benefits. Because the guards of the City Lord's Mansion are timid and afraid to take action against the people, they have the courage to act recklessly.

Unexpectedly, the guards of the city lord's mansion were all huddled in the courtyard wall to watch the show, but the miners who couldn't beat them rushed up to fight against them!

Although cinders, rotten leaves and horse dung can't kill people, they are dirty and smelly, and their power is especially amazing when they are in large numbers.

The cinders flying all over the sky hit the body, disintegrating into misty black ash, choking people coughing, opening their mouths, followed by horse manure again, the stench was so suffocating that they almost wanted to vomit.

The miners are numerous and powerful, and have extremely high organizational skills. The mob is no match for them.

The two sides only confronted each other for a very short time, and the protesters were beaten to shame, and fled in all directions like rats crossing the street.

Even the masked leader was caught by the miners several times, and he was punched on the ground until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He knelt down and begged for mercy. Finally, he was tied up and sent to the city lord's mansion to eat in prison.

The nobles spent a lot of money to create a vigorous farce, and finally ended in a fiasco!

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City East Market.

Every morning in the past, the Chengdong market was the busiest place in the city. There were bustling crowds, and the sounds of selling and bargaining were everywhere.

Today is unprecedentedly deserted.

On the street, every household closed their doors to thank customers, leaving only the sound of depression, empty pavements, and the hurried footsteps of a few passers-by.

The merchants here are more or less the property of nobles and nobles, and they dare not go west when the superiors let them go east. The remaining small merchants are used to changing the wind and fearing retaliation from the nobles, so they dare not open their doors for business.

It’s okay not to buy things like clothing for a day or two, but daily necessities are indispensable.

There are people who stock up at home, and they can barely make do for a day or two, but those poor people who have bottomed out their rice vats work hard all day, get paid but can't buy food, and walk around in a hurry on the street.

Some specious gossip spread from these people through word of mouth—all of this was caused by the priest!If you want the market to resume business, you have to go to the city lord's mansion to protest and demand the release of the earl.

The poor people in the city don't care about the right and wrong intrigues among the top figures, they only care about whether their stomachs and their families can be filled and whether their lives are affected.

Just when everyone was at a loss, someone noticed that a new store had opened in the market!

Yuanliu Ginza - the main store of a large chain grocery.

Flower baskets, red silk ribbons, and even firecrackers and paper-cutting, and the sound of gongs and drums.

The other stores are cold and bleak, but this new store opened with great fanfare, and many peasant workers from the production and construction team are busy in and out of the store, buying and putting on the shelves.

In front of the door is a huge cargo platform, with fist-sized potatoes almost piled up into a hill.The fresh chicken, duck and fish eggs in the store are classified into different categories and clearly marked with prices.

There is even table salt for sale, which is as white as snow and melts in the mouth without any astringent taste. The only disadvantage is that it is purchased in limited quantities and the price is not low.

This store opened next door to the ironware shop of the iron factory. As soon as the news came out, it immediately attracted countless customers. They lined up to buy potatoes, almost from the east end of the market to the west end. The hands of the salesperson collecting copper coins were busy several times to cramps.

Only these two stores were open in the entire market, instantly monopolizing the trading market in Yuanliu City!

The other merchants who went on strike were dumbfounded again!

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The council hall on the second floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

Several chief officials sat around the conference table, listening to the news delivered one after another by their subordinates, they finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Luo Xin smiled very honestly: "No wonder the officiant ordered the guards not to move out. Mobilizing the masses to fight against the masses, that's how it is."

Shen Qingze leaned over his desk, writing and drawing: "Those miners who have stopped working for rectification, they still have wages and rice, and they are counting on the City Lord's Mansion to distribute them. Of course, they don't want the City Lord's Mansion to be besieged by rioters."

He finished writing a document and handed it to Fan Mizhou: "Order someone to transcribe a few copies of this notice, find some literate people, go to various crowd gathering places in the city and read it aloud, and report the evil things that the Earl and those people have done. Tell the public one by one, everyone naturally has their own judgment."

Fan Mizhou smacked his tongue inwardly. With this move, the earl would not be able to escape if his reputation was ruined.

Shen Qingze looked out the window, in the bleak north wind, the bare branches and fallen leaves were crumbling.

He said indifferently: "As for those businessmen who are on strike, it's fine to go on strike. They have the final say on closing the door, but I have the final say on when to open the door."

Luo Xin and Fan Mizhou looked at each other, seeing shock and awe in each other's eyes.