All Hail Cousin Brother

Sweet potatoes are to be cut before and after the Dragon Boat Festival. As soon as Mother Yue returned to Zhuangzi, she immediately passed on the news.

In other areas, flying pigeons are also used to transmit messages. Whenever the flying pigeons go to a village, the village will send pigeons to deliver the letter to the village closest to the village.

The best pigeons can fly for about four hours a day, and can fly almost 100 kilometers per hour.

Basically, within five days, the news can be delivered to Yu Youyao's villages all over the country, and the cuttings of Fanteng will not be missed.

Of course, pigeons can only transmit some simple information to a fixed location, and some important information cannot be transmitted by pigeons.

Little Zhouzhuang also got the news.

At that time, Zhou Yongniu exposed Zhou Yongchang's deception, greed with the master's money, and fooled the master's family. Later, as soon as Yu Youyao gave both favor and power, he gave up on Yu Youyao.

After Zhou Yonghe became a steward, he took him by his side to do things.

Later, when Zhou Yonghe was going to the dart shop, he recommended Zhou Yongniu to be the steward of Xiao Zhouzhuang.

Zhou Yongniu was very convinced of the eldest lady, so he immediately asked Mr. Zhuang to discuss the matter: "The eldest lady, Zhuangzi, wants to distribute sweet potato vines and let us plant them ourselves. I plan to arrange for the people in the village to plant potato vines on the private plot of the family. If they don't have their own land, let them reclaim a piece of land to plant. The steward of the village said that sweet potatoes are drought-resistant and resistant to ridges. I went to Rouge Village today, and the manager of the village took me to see it. Some sandy fields have also been cut, and the wasteland has been carefully treated, so it may be possible to grow crops."

Zhuang Lao had already grayed his hair and lost his teeth. He felt drowsy as soon as he sat down and wanted to doze off: "These sweet potatoes are not the crops of our Great Zhou Dynasty, no one has ever planted them before, and the court distributes new ones every year. But there are only a few that have been successfully tried, and barely survived, the effect is not very big..."

Zhou Yongniu interrupted him: "The eldest miss will not fool us. She said that she can grow and live, which must be true. You always know that the eldest miss is a bodhisattva. People have been out of food for a long time, and Lijiazhuang in the front starved to death last year, and our little Zhouzhuang was also taken care of by the eldest lady, so we can barely survive."

Zhuang Lao was not alive for a while, and after thinking about it, he said, "That said, everyone has not much private land, and they all planted drought-tolerant sun beans earlier."

Zhou Yongniu gritted his teeth and said, "Shovel all the beans and plant sweet potatoes. Those with strong family members go to the mountains to open up wasteland and try to grow as many sweet potatoes as possible." Worrying that Mr. Zhuang would not agree, he added: "There is only so much private plot, so plant one. There are not enough ground beans for a family to chew, you never see it, the vine leaves can be eaten as soon as they grow, and now they are planted, and in June and July, the potato vines can grow into a field."

Zhuang Lao wanted to object: "What if the seeds don't survive?"

Zhou Yongniu also has a bad temper, and only accepts the truth: "The eldest lady said that if you can grow and live, you can grow and live."

Old Zhuang felt inappropriate: "What if."

Zhou Yongniu raised his eyebrows: "The eldest lady has grown her own, so I let us plant it. The manager of Xiao Lizhuang has participated in the trial planting of sweet potatoes. He said that the eldest lady is a living Bodhisattva, and you will definitely survive by growing sweet potatoes."

This is a scholar encountering a soldier. I can't explain it rationally. Old Zhuang has a headache: "Tomorrow, take a few prestigious people from the village and go to Rouge Village again."

Zhou Yongniu was also unequivocal. On the second day, the sky was still bright, so he took more than 30 people to Rouge Village.

When the group arrived at Rouge Village, it was noon.

Li, the manager of Xiaolizhuang, got the news. He personally took them to Zhuangshang to see the cuttings of sweet potatoes. He also talked about the situation of the vines. Then he took them to Xiaolizhuang. While preparing cuttings and potato vines, some villagers are planting sweet potatoes on the mountain.

Li Guanjia said: "As long as the sweet potato vines are loosened, make a ridge, and pour a ladle of water when cutting, they can live without care. This thing is very cheap, and it can grow on its own without care. I have been planting the land for most of my life, and this is the first time I have encountered such a good living crop, our little Lizhuang planted nothing but sweet potatoes."

Zhou Yongniu and his party asked a lot of questions.

Li Guanshi has participated in the trial planting, and he knows the sweet potato clearly. The insider listens to the door. Everyone is a farmer.

The same thing happened to Yu Youyao's villages all over the country.

Even Yu Youyao didn't know that her small behavior saved countless people in the future.

In a blink of an eye, it is the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, and the family is preparing for tomorrow's Dragon Boat Festival.

Yu Youyao was no exception. He went to the bamboo forest with a basket and picked a lot of bamboo shoots.

After returning to the Yuyuyuan, Xia Tao ran over in a hurry: "Miss, it's not good, there is an urgent report from Zhejiang to Beijing, saying that it was the Dragon Boat Festival in Zhejiang, and it rained for three days and three nights in a row. The torrential rain swelled the embankments, washed away dams in six counties, countless villages and towns, and flooded rice fields."

The teacup in Yu Youyao's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered.

Xia Tao was startled, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

Yu Youyao's face was pale, and her hand was still holding the teacup, but her hand trembled so badly, she pulled her teeth and asked, "Six counties, all flooded?!"

Xia Tao said: "The urgent and urgent reports were called all the way into the capital. Many people heard it, and it seemed that they were all flooded."

"Six counties are completely submerged!!" Yu Youyao suddenly turned up the volume, and even his voice trembled: "Zhejiang is a prosperous land in the south of the Yangtze River, with dense population. Adding up the six counties, the people don't know the size, and the fields don't know the size." The trembling hands were clenched into fists, and even the voice was squeezed out of the teeth: "The rice from the south has only been planted in the fields, and it hasn't turned green yet. Once the rainstorm washes it, it will be over," she blushed. Eyes narrowed, his face was terrifyingly pale: "There is a severe drought in the north, and there will be famine in the second half of the year. Whether it is the court or the common people, they all count on the food harvest in the south to survive."

Dams were destroyed in six counties, far from being affected, and only six counties.

At least more than half of the fields in Zhejiang will be harvested this year.

Zhejiang has no grains, what should I do with the taxation of the imperial court?

If there is no food in the south, what will happen to the severe drought in the north?

Xia Tao had never seen a young lady so out of control, and she was very worried.

"Six counties, not six villages, nor six towns, but six counties, with millions of people." Yu Youyao's lips trembled, she couldn't imagine how many people would be killed and injured in the flood disaster in the south, and the fields would be covered by What will be the consequences of the flooding? After the natural disaster, the epidemic will be faced, and how many families will be destroyed.