The ancestor of the apocalypse is so cool after being reborn!

After the autumn harvest, the grain output in the Gyeonggi region was good. After the harvest, both the people and the government were relieved.

After the harvest, the people felt that at least no one would starve to death this year. The government breathed a sigh of relief because this year's taxes were guaranteed.

In previous years, after the autumn harvest, those who had the means would go out to work to make money to supplement their families.

Those who have no means can only stay in the village, doing chores, cutting firewood, repairing houses, and preparing for the winter.

In the Gyeonggi region, in addition to normal fields growing wheat and rice, all slopes and mountains have been reclaimed and planted with sweet potatoes.

It can be said that the sweet potato production in the Gyeonggi region is very impressive, and piles of sweet potatoes are not easy to preserve. Ding Daqiang stared at the sweet potato production reported by the steward below and frowned slightly.

Sweet potatoes are a new species. When they were planted in Lingnan before, due to the limited planting area and the large number of refugees in Lingnan, consumption was high, so they didn't worry about storage at all.

Nowadays, the output in the Gyeonggi area is really not that big. He is worried that the sweet potatoes will freeze after the snow in winter.

"Your Majesty, Manager Ding would like to see you."

Imperial Palace Qingninggong.

Xia Jing was writing at her desk when she heard the sound of red plum blossoms being announced.

She raised her head, glanced outside the door, rubbed her wrist and said, "Let him in."

Ding Daqiang was invited into the study. The master and servant exchanged a few words before he explained his purpose.

"My Majesty, the sweet potatoes in the Gyeonggi area have basically been recovered from the fields. The next thing the people are facing is how to store sweet potatoes safely for the winter. I don't know much about sweet potatoes. Does your Majesty have a solution for this?"

After sitting for an hour dealing with things, Xia Jing stood up and moved her hands and feet while saying: "Actually, the storage of sweet potatoes is not complicated. After digging them out from the ground, let them dry for a day or two, and then remove the surface of the sweet potatoes. The moisture is dried. Then it is stored in the cellar and kept warm in winter. Sweet potatoes can generally survive the winter safely."

"Is it that simple?" Ding Daqiang was a little dumbfounded. He thought that this extraneous thing was so delicate that he had to work hard to preserve it.

Xia Jing chuckled: "It's that simple. If you want to change the taste, you can also deep-process the sweet potatoes and make vermicelli. It is easy to preserve and has a unique taste. It is very delicious."

Ding Daqiang looked at her doubtfully: "Deep processing of sweet potatoes?"

"Yeah." Xia Jing copied the previously recorded method of making sweet potatoes from space and asked Ding Daqiang to take it back and try to make it according to the steps.

"You recruit a group of people in the capital, and first set up a vermicelli workshop to provide some jobs for the people, so that the people can make some extra money and have an extra income."

Speaking of solving job problems, Xia Jing couldn't help but think of how she arranged for the people below to build a market before setting off last year.

So, she turned around and asked Ye Fei who was standing aside: "One year has passed, how is the construction of the market at the gate of the city?"

Ye Fei stood aside with an expressionless face. After listening to Xia Jing's words, he just replied lightly: "The market was built a few months ago. According to your request, the seasonal vegetable area, fresh food area, poultry area The districts are divided according to the requirements, and now the market is very lively and prosperous. The successful division of each area of ​​the market has attracted many small traders to set up stalls here."

Xia Jing was very pleased after hearing what he said: "It's good if it can benefit the people. Finally, it has lived up to its original intention of building a market at the city gate."

She originally asked people to build a market in the slum area at the gate of the city to facilitate the people in the city and the villagers who came to the city to sell agricultural products.

Moreover, in that area, many people go to the city every morning to sell agricultural products. If they don't have land, they put them on the roadside. The haphazard display greatly affects the appearance of the city.

Speaking of the market at the city gate, Ding Daqiang had something to say: "Madam, now the streets in the capital have been renovated and paved with cement roads. The slum area at the city gate has been renovated and a market has been built. It is now very neat and clean. It is the same place as when it was first built." It can be said that there is a world of difference when you come to the capital.”

Xia Jing was very happy to hear this. It was almost noon, so she left Ding Daqiang to have dinner in the palace.

After finishing the meal, Ding Daqiang happily left the palace with the instructions for making vermicelli given to him by Xia Jing.

He said that it was easier to find Xia Jing when he was in Lingnan, but now he had to go to the palace to report something, and the time spent on the road alone was enough to keep him busy.

Liangshan is the steward of a farm on the outskirts of the capital. It is said to be a farm, but in fact the land belongs to the empress.

Just because no one has subscribed yet, this land, whether it belongs to a farm or a scattered field, has been put under his management name.

The little bits and pieces add up to a lot, and the sweet potatoes grown are the best in the Gyeonggi region.

After so much production, the sweet potatoes have really piled up. The cellars in the farm are full, and there are still many sweet potatoes left piled outside.

"Good steward, what should I do with these sweet potatoes piled outside? It's okay that the weather is clear now. But if it rains one day, wouldn't it be bad if these sweet potatoes get soaked in the rain? I'm afraid they will rot by then."

The tenants picked out the sweet potatoes to be handed over. They were still shocked when they saw the mountains of sweet potatoes, but they were relieved when they thought about the piles of sweet potatoes at home.

Liangshan understands the mood of the tenants. He has worked hard to plant a year's harvest of food. Even if it is not his own food, the tenants do not want the sweet potatoes to rot in the ground.

"I will take some time to ask Manager Ding later and ask him to find a way to temporarily solve the problem of sweet potato storage."

"As soon as possible, it's not a problem if the sweet potatoes are piled up outside." The tenant said with hidden worry.

After handing over the sweet potatoes and leaving, Youtian asked Dazhu: "Instead of worrying about the sweet potatoes handed over to the owner, why not worry about where we will go to work after the autumn harvest? I think it may still be very cold this winter. We have to prepare early. Collect supplies to prepare for this winter."

After hearing what he said, Dazhu looked at him expectantly: "Youtian, I know you have a relative in your family who has some connections. Did he tell you where he can find a job next?"

Youtian glanced around and found that no one was paying attention to the two of them nearby, so he said quietly: "My old cousin really has some connections. He told me that in a few days, resettlement buildings will be built outside the city at Dingdingmen and Changxiamen. Fang, when the time comes, you and I will go find my old cousin to work together."

Dazhu's face lit up after hearing this, "Okay, we will go together then, so that we can have someone to look after us when we are out."

The two agreed and returned to the village.

As soon as I entered the village, I heard many villagers beaming with joy. After asking around a little, I found out why they were happy.

"Uncle Chun, you have found a treasure, are you so happy?"

"Dazhu is back. It's not like he found a treasure. The area in the northwest corner of the city is about to be demolished. Many young people in the village have signed up. Starting from tomorrow, the young people in the village can go to work for fifty cents a day. One settlement per day, settlement on the same day.”

Dazhu was surprised for a moment, "The resettlement houses outside the city haven't been built yet, so why are they being demolished in the city?"

Farewell to Uncle Chun, Dazhu followed Tomoda and asked the doubts in his heart.

Youtian knows a little bit about this issue. "Nowadays, there are only about lower-class households in the capital returning to their hometowns. The slums in the northwest of the city are not full for the time being, so they have been demolished in advance." If Xia Jing's plan is followed, resettlement in the suburbs will have to wait. Houses are built and then demolished.

However, the number of lower-class people returning to the capital is currently around households, and they can be resettled in any area of ​​the capital. Instead of waiting, it is better to arrange a place to live directly, and then move to a new home after the resettlement housing is built.

After hearing what he said, Dazhu was confused again, "Brother Youtian, construction will start in the city tomorrow. Should you and I wait a few days to go to work outside the city, or should we follow everyone to demolish houses in the city tomorrow?"

"This." Tomoda couldn't answer. Of course, he believed that his relatives would not lie to him, and the job he found must be good. However, he could start work in the city tomorrow, which made him excited.

"You can decide this for yourself. I can't say much. After all, I don't know whether the work outside the city is easy or not."

In the end, he let Dazhu decide for himself.

Dazhu hesitated for a while and asked: "How about we go to the city tomorrow to demolish the house first, and then when the construction starts outside the city, we will go outside the city again? The city will be closed every day, so we don't have to worry about not getting paid. "

Tomoda's family has a heavy burden, so he accepted Dazhu's proposal without much hesitation.

"Okay, let's sign up together tomorrow and see if there's anything we can do."

Before dawn the next day, Dazhu carried the multigrain cakes made by his wife in his arms and embarked on the road to the city with Youtian.

On the way out of the village, not only the two of them, but also everyone who worked at home came out.

Everyone's wishes are similar, they are all to earn a few more taels of silver so that they can take their families through this winter.

Ding Daqiang is the manager in charge of Xia Jing's property. He is more worried about demolishing the house than building it. Because of the demolition of the slums in the north and west of the city, it is not clear whether the walls of the house are strong or not. He wants to emphasize to everyone that during the demolition process , must put safety first.

Everyone should be clear about what should be done and what should not be done, so as not to ignore safety or cause trouble if someone is injured.

Tomoda reminded Dazhu, "We will work together later. You must pay attention when pushing the wall. You should remind yourself before pushing. If you don't pay attention to the process, it is easy to make mistakes."

After listening to the manager's words and Tomoda's reminder, Dazhu felt a little scared. He didn't know if he could do this job well. After all, he used to help people demolish a house at home, which was done brick by brick. He was very careful. , for fear that the old brick would be broken into two pieces and could no longer be used.

"The demolition of houses in the city means just knocking them down? If this is the case, can you go to the construction site to pick up bricks to build a small courtyard where you can live?"

Facts have proved that there are not just that group of smart people in the world, but many groups, so don’t underestimate anyone.

As soon as the house was knocked down, many children and adults nearby rushed forward in cooperation and gathered the complete or relatively complete bricks.

If you accumulate a certain amount of these bricks, you can build a house in the village at will.

The demolition of the house raised a cloud of dust, which made people who came in through Dingding Gate frown.

"Brother, why are the people in the capital so disgraced? It's not the same as the capital you described?"

At this time, a caravan lined up to enter the city. There was a carriage in the team, and the little girl had a look of complaint on her face.

Judging from the scene described by her elder brother, the capital should be extremely prosperous. How could it be that dust was flying all over the sky?
The man riding a horse not far from the carriage smiled helplessly and said: "What I described to you was the capital city before the war and the capital was moved. Now that the capital and the court are all in Jiankang, how can it become prosperous?"

The tiredness of the little girl's journey made her feel very unhappy. She pouted and said displeasedly: "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? I made this trip with you all in vain!"

The man on horseback was Chen Yongtian, the leader of the Chen family's caravan in Changsha County. His sister came with him in the carriage.

After hearing his sister's accusation, he smiled and retorted: "If you dislike this, I can send someone to take you home. You don't have to run around all day at home and can continue to live the carefree life of your eldest lady."

After finally following her eldest brother to the capital, he wanted her to go home even before entering the city. How could that be possible?

"I've decided on the capital. Stop trying to figure me out. Don't think about me running away from home every day!"

After hearing her angry words, Chen Yongtian smiled helplessly: "It's up to you!"

Chen Yongjiao looked at the paved cement road and said with emotion: "The only benefit I have seen in Beijing so far is that the cement road has been built. The road surface is flat and not bumpy at all."

"Well, there is an inn ahead. If you insist a little longer, you can check into the inn and have a good sleep."

Along the way, Chen Yongtian couldn't bear it, let alone his sweet sister.

After checking into the inn and washing up, Chen Yongtian took Chen Yongjiao downstairs for dinner.

Although Chen Yongjiao said she was tired, it was hard to tell on the surface that she was tired. She was full of energy and energy.

While eating, Chen Yongjiao pointed to a beautiful woman outside and asked, "Brother, who is that person? She is so beautiful!"

Chen Yongtian followed the direction of her finger, and when he saw who it was, he was almost scared to death.

"My aunt, is that someone you can just point at?"

Chen Yongjiao asked curiously: "Eldest brother knows her? Then tell me who she is?"

Chen Yongtian noticed that no one was looking here, and he explained: "The beautiful woman just now is the Queen. Next time you meet her on the street, don't argue with her, practice courtesy honestly, and don't cause trouble for our family!"

"Queen?!"

Chen Yongjiao didn't expect to see the queen of a country just by pointing out on the street!
"Yes, don't point your fingers. Be careful that the officers and soldiers see you and put you in a cell."

Sitting in the inn, pointing out the window, Chen Yongjiao was not afraid at all.

She pointed at a man next to her who attracted her attention, "Who is that man in military uniform?"

Chen Yongtian was speechless and wanted to roll his eyes, but after a while he joked: "I didn't expect you to have such high standards. You fell in love with the Queen at first sight, and then fell in love with His Highness the Crown Prince. Who else do you have your eye on?"

Chen Yongjiao was more direct this time and gave him a look: "The Queen and His Royal Highness have the best image of the team on the street, so why should I pay attention to others?"

Chen Yongtian: "."

He looked out the window, wondering where the Queen and His Royal Highness were going out together.