The county lord stood still in front of several people, and looked up and down the leader and military adviser with suspicious eyes.

The two of them didn't dodge and let them scrutinize.

The county magistrate said angrily, "Are you the leader of the bandit?"

Before leaving, Yu Wenrui specifically told the leader to apologize, let alone get angry.

The leader could only bite the bullet, and said in the jerky Xizhou dialect he had just learned: "I'm here to greet the county lord."

Several tribesmen standing behind also bowed their heads sensibly, imitating the leader's way to say hello.

They are rough people, they only know this sentence, but they can't learn the complicated and unspeakable official accent.

Seeing that these people had a good attitude, the county master nodded with satisfaction.

But he still asked in disbelief: "You really decided to wash your hands and be a good man?"

Yang Muqing translated the words of the county magistrate to the leader, and the leader murmured a few words.

"Yes, we have made up our minds to change our past. The weather is hot, and we want to invite the county master to taste the watermelon we grew ourselves!"

Yang Muqing was also a man who could change his face. He changed from his previous cold attitude and courteousness, and he used his eyes to signal the people behind to bring out the iced watermelon prepared in advance to entertain the county magistrate.

The county owner picked up a piece with a bamboo stick and ate it.

The entrance was sweet and cool, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Why is this watermelon so sweet?"

In my impression, the melons and fruits produced by Xizhou are not so sweet.

Professional knowledge has to be explained by Yu Wenrui.

"The desert has a large temperature difference between day and night, sufficient light during the day and strong sunlight, and watermelons produce more sugar. At night, there is no light and the temperature is low, and plant life activities are reduced, which is conducive to storing and accumulating sugar."

The county owner seemed to understand, but he also somewhat understood that the watermelons produced in the desert were sweeter than other places because of the unique geographical conditions.

The leader ordered someone to transport a cart of melons and fruits to the county lord's mansion. The county lord was satisfied with the benefits and decided to speak well for the gangsters in front of the common people.

——The county lord arrives

The entourage next to the county lord knocked on the door with a loud voice.

As soon as the common people heard that even the county lord had come, it was probably true that the gangsters had changed their minds, so they went out to meet the county lord one after another.

Seeing the sallow and emaciated common people staring at them with hatred on their faces, the leader and all his subjects felt guilty and ashamed.

Yu Wenrui raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice and said to the leader: "Be mentally prepared." Then he pulled Nan Rongyue back away.

The leader was puzzled, and before he could ask clearly, a handful of yellow sand suddenly flew towards them.

The crowd was caught off guard, and sand got into their eyes, including the top of their heads and faces, all covered with yellow sand. They closed their eyes in pain and rubbed them with their hands.

The angry people grabbed the yellow sand on the ground and threw it at the bandits with all their strength.

"Give me back my winter food!" A lame man grabbed a handful of sand in each hand and threw them at them.

"Give me back my daughter!" An old woman, with tears running down her cheeks, walked up to the gangsters tremblingly on crutches, raised her crutches and smashed her head and face at them.

The gangsters knew they were wrong, and they dared not attack, let alone fight back, and let the common people vent their anger.

Yu Wenrui watched coldly, she knew very well in her heart that the common people here were destitute and didn't even stutter, and those scenes in film and television dramas where people splashed dirty water and threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at prisoners were impossible, at most they were Cursed a few times, sprinkled sand, beat people.

Seeing that the common people were almost venting, the county lord coughed heavily.

"Stop it all!"

The common people stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the county lord.

"Although this group of people committed the serious crime of plundering, they are not worthy of death. What's more, they have developed a heart to change from evil to good. They have sworn that they will never plunder again in this life. It is not too late to rein in the precipice."

"This time they came here sincerely. To express their apology and to offset their mistakes, they decided to make good compensation to the common people."

"Those who have been robbed of supplies and women, they will offer melons and fruits grown by themselves free of charge. These melons and fruits have been tasted by the county lord, and they are delicious and sweet."

"They also swear that they will treat their women well in the future, and they will also hold a make-up wedding for their wives in accordance with the customs in the small town."

"They want you to forgive them through practical actions. What do you think?"

After the county magistrate spoke generously, he turned his gaze to the leaders.

"Please accept our apology!" The leader led a group of people to bend down and bowed deeply.

The mood of the common people gradually stabilized, and they stared at them suspiciously and warily.

"Hmph, where are the melons and fruits you're talking about?" a bold man asked in the crowd.

The county magistrate said rather solemnly: "Of course there are melons and fruits. People, please line up and don't grab them!"

The common people naturally did not dare to disobey their parents and officials, so they lined up obediently.

Soon, all the melons and fruits on the trolley were given away, and the cart was empty.

The appeased common people looked better and left contentedly holding the melons and fruits.

At night, a group of 20 people stayed in an empty room in the county lord's mansion.

"After returning to the desert, you can expand the greenhouse and grow more vegetables and fruits. When you master the essentials of planting, you may be able to grow some flowers."

"By the way, if you can free up one or two lakes, you can try to introduce some cold-water fish into the lake to raise them. If it goes well, you can also develop aquaculture."

Yu Wenrui took a pen and drew a picture of the future blueprint of the desert oasis on paper, and put forward bold ideas one after another.

The leader listened and thought at the same time, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Yang Muqing stared at the woman who was planning a strategy in front of him, his thoughts were a little wandering.

For some reason, I remembered the scene when the two of them rode horses for a walk on the edge of the desert a few months ago.

"Can you tell me your solution now?"

After talking about the deal about Sandstorm's Ear, Yang Muqing watched her seriously.

"The biggest problem in your tribe is the imbalance of male to female ratio. There are more males and fewer females." Yu Wenrui concluded.

Yang Muqing simply nodded: "That's right, so many tribal men who can't marry wives have no choice but to go to the town to snatch women."

"Hmph," Yu Wenrui sneered, "Using such a rough method will only increase the common people's dislike of you and intensify the original conflict."

She asked back: "According to your point of view, women deserve to be oppressed by men and become tools for reproduction?"

Yang Muqing agreed with Yu Wenrui's words in his heart, but on the surface he defended the leader: "But this is simple and straightforward. The women will reproduce for the men of the tribe, and the labor force will increase accordingly, and the tribe will prosper."

As soon as he finished this sentence, Yang Muqing felt ashamed, he knew that these words were totally untenable.

Over the years, because of their plundering, the town has been declining, and the stronger men have gone to other places in the western state to make a living, and as soon as there is a newborn baby girl in the town, they are sent to other cities and counties early, and they dare not put them in the town. raised in a small town.

Now, there are only some frail old people and handicapped people left in the town. As a result, tribal men are even more short of women. Yang Muqing has to admit that they have gone too far these years.

Sure enough, Yu Wenrui sneered unceremoniously: "Unexpectedly, the military master also had a mouth full of sophistry! But you must also know that among the civilian girls who were robbed by you, those who were cruel to themselves would rather take the child-killing medicine." I also don’t want to give birth to a man, and those who are more determined will directly choose to commit suicide to show their loyalty!”

"Living with increasingly fierce contradictions and strong hatred every day, how can your tribe develop? If that's the case, why do you need to ask me for help?"

"Actually, I don't agree with this approach, but as a military adviser, I must stand by the leader's side." Yang Mu said lightly.

"Really..." Yu Wenrui also answered in a neutral manner.

"I don't think women are men's vassals. In fact, men and women have their own characteristics. Women's delicacy and patience are something that most men can't learn, but in terms of physical strength and courage, men have more advantages."

Yang Muqing solemnly said: "If both men and women have a heart of respect and understanding for each other, and can complement each other in terms of strengths and weaknesses, many difficulties and contradictions can be easily resolved."

This time, Yu Wenrui finally took a serious look at him, and said: "So, sometimes there is no need to resort to violence when problems can be resolved peacefully, as this will only backfire."

"What's the explanation for this?" Seeing Yu Wenrui's tone loosened, Yang Muqing took advantage of the situation and asked.

"Intermarriage should not only give women the name of a wife, but also give them a warm home."

Yang Muqing wondered: "We have a lot of criminal records, the common people hate us so much, and they also have great prejudice against us 'savages', and it is so difficult to survive in the desert, no woman is willing to marry here, besides, the small town now There are not many women in the world, so why talk about intermarriage?"

"The common people hate you, then use sincerity and apology to make them forgive and accept you. The desert environment is harsh, then improve the living environment, improve the living standard and resolve conflicts, the common people's impression of you will change, and naturally there will be women willing to marry Come here." Yu Wenrui said calmly.

Yang Mu gave her an innocent look, and returned her expression of "only talking on paper".

Yu Wenrui didn't care, instead he asked Yang Muqing, "Do you believe that vegetables and fruits can be grown in the desert?"

Yang Muqing said bluntly without thinking: "In the past ten years, I have tried many methods but none of them worked. Except for a few plants that are resistant to cold and drought, other plants were either frozen to death at night or burned to death by the scorching sun. To develop oasis agriculture, It's just a fantasy."

When Yu Wenrui mentioned the way to build a greenhouse, Yang Muqing was not optimistic about it. He did not believe that Yu Wenrui could succeed in something that he had studied for ten years without any results.

As a result, Yu Wenrui let him witness one miracle after another through practical actions.

Yu Wenrui said: "Take these melons and fruits and go to the town to apologize to the common people. The common people will taste the sweetness and feel at ease, and the bad impression of you will also be changed."

"But this is a gradual process. To slowly dilute the grievances in the hearts of the people and let them know that you have really changed your past, it will take time and patience, and there is no rush."

"When ordinary people go to the nearby market to buy fruits and vegetables, compared with the fruits and vegetables produced in your desert, they will be more inclined to you." Yu Wenrui talked eloquently.

"They must be very curious, why the fruits and vegetables you grow are so sweet and juicy, and more suitable for their taste. At this time, the opportunity to develop desert tourism has arrived."

Yu Wenrui rationalized his thoughts and continued: "Under the premise that they accept you well, you can try to bring curious people to visit the oasis, but before that, you must build the tribe into a beautiful scenery. An agricultural ecological park suitable for tourism."

"Let the tribal residents learn the common language of the Elemental Continent as early as possible, the equipment of transportation and tour guides, the characteristic restaurants, inns, and medical institutions in the desert. We will talk about the specific preparations later."

"Tourism can drive consumption. Put the money that ordinary people consume here into improving infrastructure and improving the lives of tribal residents. Why don't your tribes prosper?"

Yu Wenrui uttered one modern proper noun after another, and Yang Muqing struggled to digest it. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he humbly asked for advice, and Yu Wenrui would explain it patiently.

"The common people feel that the travel experience in the oasis is good, and they will spread word of mouth to tell other people that there is such a good place to travel in the barren desert. This will promote you invisibly and increase the number of tourists. It is not impossible for residents and tourists to have full contact with each other, and it is not impossible to develop some different friendships over time."

"Isolation makes your tribe fall behind, and openness can lead to prosperity and prosperity. When you are really busy, your life will be fulfilled, and your happiness index will be improved. The people outside will see that your tribe is developing well, and the women in the small town feel that following you If you can get happiness, why don’t you worry about not being able to find someone to marry?”

That night, Yu Wenrui talked a lot, talked about the present, and outlined the future.

The author has something to say: I'm a little small, I hope I can get through it~

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