Bring The System To Datang

Meng Yifu first looked at his parents and saw that they had no objection. He happily picked up the toothpick and twisted it. Just about to put it in his mouth, he suddenly stopped and walked to his mother's side: "Mother, try it."

"Good." Han Xiangke opened his mouth and ate it.

It is written in the newspaper that children should not refuse when they are filial, unless the circumstances are special, for example, the child really needs more nutrition, and there is no extra at home.

Meng Yifu went back happily, and fed other people again, and after a round of feeding, he was relieved to eat.

His height just stood there one by one, lighter than an adult.

It's just a bit spicy, and you have to take it slowly after eating one.

The maid fetched cold juice and put it aside.

"Gangrou came here, there is no major issue?" Meng Haoran asked specifically, how could Li Yi travel at will?

"For farming, see how to manage the sand and gravel land. If successful, it can be promoted.

In some places, melons and ginger are grown, both of which are grown, and food needs to be purchased from outside.

Our Datang has not yet reached the level of abandoning the cultivation of local food crops and only developing cash crops. "

Li Yi said that Datang has always encouraged the people to plant trees.

The Guanzhong area where Chang'an is located, and the more northwestern region, has much stronger vegetation than at a certain period of his time.

After the Tang Dynasty was destroyed, more places were occupied by non-agricultural peoples, who did not plant trees, and desertification had already begun to be serious.

When it's the Little Ice Age, it's more over here.

Later, when I mentioned the Northwest, I first thought of deserts, raising goats and digging grass roots, water evaporation exceeding precipitation, falling groundwater levels, and not even reaping seeds from planting land...

At that time, many people studied and said that desertification cannot be changed by humans.

Later, Li Yi saw the actual situation. The desert can be changed for the better in the face of own national power, as long as no one is destroying it.

When he arrives in Lantian County, he has to settle down and see what kind of plant is suitable.

He has a complete set of theories and materials, and needs a test field. He hopes that the sand and gravel fields in Lantian County will behave differently.

As for raising goats, he is more opposed to it. Goats are easy to feed, but they do harm plants badly.

Unless a goat with a high milk yield is found, it is raised in captivity.

"Is it so troublesome to plant a land?" Meng Haoran still didn't believe it.

"I have the opportunity to take you to Longyou Road. No, Kannai Road in the north of Gyeonggi Province. It will be clear by looking at the people in the sandy and loess land."

Li Yi is not angry. Except for Zhang Jiuling and a few other people, how many people in the Guangzhou Metropolitan Government know about the severe winter in the north?

Similarly, people in the north don't know the coldness of the south, only those who have been there understand.

People like Su Shi, who are randomly distributed across the country, can live anywhere, and write famous poems that have been passed down through the ages.

"Didn't it say that there was a well drilling?" Meng Haoran paid attention to the north, and drilled a line through the desert.

"It still doesn't work. The same people grow the same crop on the same area of ​​land, and the local people spend more labor time than the people in Lantian County, and the output is less.

Rice Kwannee Road does not grow wheat and soybeans, but Gyeonggi Province has a water network, so I opened a mouth and put water in and ended.

The Guannei Road must kill the well. If it does not rain, continue to kill the well. Time is spent on killing the well.

The soil is not fertile enough, and I don’t have much fertilizer, so I can only hoe the weeds frequently. After the harvest, the yield is low here by more than 30%. "

Li Yi pursed his lips after speaking, it was really too difficult.

He felt sorry for the people elsewhere in Datang, and he had great power.

In one sentence, he mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops to fight. He said that there was a lack of money and there were no donations from hundreds of people.

It is his responsibility and obligation to let the people of Datang live a good life.

"It's so much worse? When will you go see it?"

Meng Haoran’s hometown has fertile land. Can Xiazhou on Guannei Road be comparable to Xiangzhou on Shannan Road? Why not compare with Jiangnan Province?

"Next year, I will see if I can arrange it. This year I will go to Henan Prefecture, during the dry season of the Yellow River... Let's build a bridge?"

Li Yi said he went to Luoyang and had ideas.

"There are many local cement plants and many steel plants. The Yellow River enters the dry season in winter, and many river beds are exposed.

Henan has a larger population, mobilize and mobilize, anyway, nothing happens in winter.

Add in the recruits, some Yulin Feiqi, Southwest Barbarian, and Tiele nine people..."

Li Yi instantly calculated that repairing the Yellow River Bridge would be a big temptation for him.

The three Wang Wei looked at each other and told us it was useless. You have to go back to your Majesty and Zaifu.

"Release the pigeons?" Meng Haoran knew that the yacht was carrying pigeons.

"It's raining heavily outside, would you like to go out? What if you are sick? Don't worry if you have a large infection."

Li Yi looked at the water flowing on the window, reluctant to bear the pigeons.

In fact, if the pigeons are released, the pigeons will not fly directly to the home. You must find a place to shelter from the rain. The place where the yacht comes from is very suitable.

That being the case, why bother?

"As long as Li Dongzhu can consider repairing the river and manpower, naturally he has already considered the logistics. The pilgrims look forward to the day when the bridge is built."

Han Xiangke asked, how do you ensure that so many people have food and drink problems?

Of course she will not ask directly: What do you give to the people who work?

That belonged to an ordinary peasant woman, her identity was different.

"At that time, the train will go to Haizhou, and the Datang fleet will come back to fish outside Haizhou. There is little food. We can only eat meat."

Li Yi said bitterly, as if eating meat was helpless.

"Hahaha~~" Everyone laughed.

Han Xiangke knew the answer and said with a smile: "It turns out that Emperor Hui Jin made a point, and he can't eat meat porridge."

"His intelligence is not good, it is a disease, he shouldn't be in that position.

Some people are born and cannot be forced. Some people do not learn and know nothing about it. Housekeeping means family failure, and governance means suffering for the people.

If what you have learned is not for the people, you should arrange for another job, such as Song Zaifu's dismissal of Zheng Xian and Guo Xianzhou. "

Li Yi suddenly changed the subject and talked about being an official.

Wang Wei squeezed the snails and stopped: "Rigid and soft, Buddhism and Tao are rooted in the people, people's livelihood is daily, Buddhism is the most reasonable, and Tao is natural."

He didn't want to change places, those two men became Taoists.

"Maji is really amazing. It is true and everything is in the world. This year it is up to you, and next year you will discuss what you want to be."

Li Yi is satisfied that the official next year can be selected.

"Rigid and soft, I want to be a fifth rank official, let go."

Meng Haoran took the opportunity to ask for a promotion next to me. I want my wife to censure me.

Li Yi looked at it, nodded, and understood: "Haoran, you write a few more poems, for example,'It's noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips down the soil. Whoever reads Chinese food on a plate, every grain is hard.' This poem I copied is almost the same. of."

"Anything else?" Meng Haoran thought it was OK, this poem was OK.

"One millet is planted in spring, and tens of thousands of seeds are harvested in autumn. There is no idle field in the world, and the farmer is still starving to death." Li Yi's stuff is easy to copy.

"Okay, this is okay, do you have any more?" Meng Haoran understood the meaning and found the feeling.

"Haoran, I can't do it anymore, digging pits and burying people in rainy days, burying too much makes it easy to get sick." Chang Sun Xin suddenly said next to him.

Everyone laughed again, so happy, Li Yi bowed his head and sighed.

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