The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 102 Field of Hope

"It's time to start sickling!"

Ten days passed in a flash, and the entire Liaodong Peninsula was filled with the joy of harvest. Under the scorching sun, adults and children alike were excited and their faces were rosy.

After wiping the sweat off his face, he quickly harvested the golden rice in the field with the sickle in his hand. The rice was heavy and golden, which was a scene of a good harvest.

From Jinzhou, Fuzhou, and then to Gaizhou, a golden picture slowly unfolds in the fields. People carry rice on their shoulders and backs, and after seven or eight days of busy work, they finally complete the rice harvest and store it in warehouses.

Looking at the overflowing granary and the curling smoke rising from the kitchen, every household cooked a large pot of white rice. The rich aroma of rice filled the air, and everyone ate three large bowls of rice with wild vegetables until their stomachs were full.

At the end of September, Shenjiawu Fort.

"The entire Liaodong Peninsula harvested a total of 38 million shi of grain. If the bandits in Laotie Mountain hadn't burned down 300,000 mu of rice fields, it is estimated that 40 million shi of grain would have been harvested this year."

"The fertile land under the name of our Shen family harvested 2.93 million shi of rice. Shen's No. 1 rice really yields 15 shi per mu. Many people can't believe it."

"If we promote Shen's No. 1 rice to the entire Liaodong Peninsula next year, our grain production can be tripled and we can feed more people."

Under the tall snow lotus rice, Li Wan'er, wearing a frost-white silk skirt and a white bamboo hat, was flipping through a thick account book in her hand. Her face was filled with joy, and a pair of dimples were faintly visible.

In order to harvest the rice, the Shen family hired nearly 200,000 people throughout the Liaodong area. After two days of rushing to harvest, all the rice was finally harvested.

At the foot of Huya Mountain, large granaries stand one after another in an endless row, which makes people feel at ease just by looking at them.

"What about peppers? After five or six months of growth, now is the season for peppers to mature."

Reaching out to pick a snow lotus rice, Shen Yuanliang then asked, he has always been obsessed with chili peppers and cannot live without spicy food.

Last year, he paired the confiscated peppers with pickled fish, and the taste is still unforgettable. However, peppers are scarce and are only ornamental crops, so Shen Yuanliang has been forcing himself to eat them until now.

"Brother Yuanliang, the peppers are growing well this year, with a yield of 10 dan per mu. This year we have harvested a total of 5 million kilograms of peppers."

"After drying, we can get 800,000 kilograms of dried chilies."

Speaking of chili peppers, Li Wan'er drooled and recalled the pickled fish she had before the New Year.

"GuoGuo, hurry up."

At this moment, Shen Qianqian, who had her hair tied in a bun and sweat on her forehead, hugged Shen Yuanliang's thighs, hung on him like a koala, and urged him with a pouting mouth.

"Yes, cousin."

"Rongrong also wants to eat rice made from snow lotus rice."

Chen Rongrong, who followed closely behind, grabbed Shen Yuanliang's sleeve and echoed.

Ever since she had eaten rice made from snow lotus rice, Chen Rongrong could no longer eat any other kind of rice. Unfortunately, snow lotus rice was not often available, which made her always envious.

Now, looking at the endless rice fields and the snow lotus rice plants standing in the fields, Chen Rongrong is very happy and her smile is as beautiful as a flower.

"Okay, let's start!" At Shen Yuanliang's signal, a huge crowd poured into the rice fields, picking snow lotus rice like picking fruits.

They are in clusters, one by one, the size of pearls, golden and sparkling in the sun.

There is strength in numbers. With the addition of 100,000 new forces, a total of 50,000 acres of snow lotus rice were harvested in less than a day, leaving only the lush and green snow lotus rice.

As a woody grain crop studied by Shen Yuanliang, snow lotus rice can grow continuously for one year, two years, ten years, and so on, and can live up to five thousand years.

The longer the time, the better the taste of the snow lotus rice, just like aged wine, its fragrance becomes more and more lasting. Moreover, as time goes by, the snow lotus rice may be able to evolve into a second-level plant.

Compared to first-order plants, second-order plants can have a huge effect on martial artists below the second level, like natural "pills".

As the sun sets, in the dim sunlight, the silver bell-like laughter of Shen Qianqian and Chen Rongrong spread across the wilderness, like a clear spring in the mountains, refreshing people who were tired all day.

"One snow lotus rice plant can yield 100 kilograms of snow lotus rice. One mu of good land can grow 60 plants, a total of 50,000 mu. This time we harvested 3 million kilograms of snow lotus rice."

Taking out the abacus from her cross-body bag, Li Wan'er fiddled with the abacus beads. After getting the final result, a bright smile appeared on her face.

Li Wan'er was very happy because the entire Liaodong Peninsula had a bumper harvest of grain before. Now there was a bumper harvest of snow lotus rice, and she was even more smiling. Her heart finally settled down.

Food can allow people to have enough food and live well, while snow lotus rice can accelerate the training of warriors, allowing the 100,000 troops under Shen Yuanliang to go further and become a powerful army that is invincible.

The current situation is like the three powers of Wei, Shu and Wu during the Three Kingdoms period. However, among these three parties, Shen Yuanliang's army is the weakest. It is purely a matter of time.

The Ming Dynasty was established for more than 200 years. Although it was difficult to reverse its accumulated problems, once it erupted, with its profound foundation, even the Later Jin and Jian Nu could not resist it.
The Later Jin Jiannu was rising in power, growing stronger day by day, and with the support of the Abyss Porcupine Clan, its strength increased rapidly. However, Shen Yuanliang had only occupied the Liaodong Peninsula for less than a year and had a shallow foundation.

At this moment, the snow lotus rice has a good harvest, Shen Yuanliang's foundation has been further deepened, the gap between the two sides will be further narrowed, and one day he will surpass the Ming Dynasty and the Later Jin.

"Shitou, from now on all soldiers will eat snow lotus rice for three meals a day, and train them to become masters of the sixth rank of martial arts as soon as possible."

"I don't know why, but I always have a bad feeling in my heart. I always feel that something big is going to happen soon."

Strolling in the fertile rice fields, Shen Yuanliang casually lit the pipe in his hand, frowned, puffed on the tobacco in his hand, and gave instructions with a serious expression.

These days, Shen Yuanliang seemed to sense a huge black cloud spreading from the distant sky, baring its fangs and claws, ready to devour anyone.

In order to cope with the impending crisis, Shen Yuanliang can only exchange resources for time, feed them into sixth-grade masters of martial arts, and train the 100,000 troops in his hands into a powerful force as soon as possible.

"No! Lord."

Wearing a black armor with a soaring abyss demon vine carved on his chest, Shi Tou, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, touched his head and said in a muffled voice.

After wiping out all the bandits and robbers on the Liaodong Peninsula, Shen Yuanliang officially appointed Shitou as the commander of an army of 100,000. As for the Iron Guard, he was in charge of it personally.

The skinny monkey officially became the chief of the Tianjian Division, in charge of all intelligence exchanges under Shen Yuanliang, which was equivalent to the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)