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Among them, the former is nothing more than the mountain of meat piled up in the army, and outsiders can't see it.

However, the increased grain produced by Tianlu was sent directly to the homes of many mountain people.

Of course, this food is not corn, but sweet potatoes.

This sweet potato was not originally a product of the land of China, but many years ago, a Taoist traveled to the bad land outside China, and discovered this magical crop in the bad soil.

This kind of crop only needs to be planted in the soil, and it can spread out in a short period of time without much care.

It's just that this plant is more suitable for planting in hot climates. If the climate is suitable, the yield per mu is 800 jin, but it has high requirements on soil fertility, and it is easy to turn good land into wasteland.

As for the land of Lianshan, the climate is not suitable. If it is well taken care of, the yield per mu is about 500 catties. Otherwise, one mu of land can only harvest 200 catties.

This situation, in the eyes of people in this era, is caused by the incompatibility of the earth's atmosphere.

In fact, this is purely a climate problem, plus the pH of the land is not suitable.

In this case, the sweet potatoes that grow out are slender like tree roots.

It is not tasty and has no nutrition, so it is difficult to grow up.

But he, with the addition of Taoism and chemistry, refined a low-quality fertilizer, which made up for part of the defects.

As far as farming is concerned, even if the climate is a bit poor, as long as there is enough fertilizer, the yield can be high.

As for sweet potatoes, in the real world, through improved varieties and the addition of high-grade fertilizers, the yield per mu can reach up to 8,000 jin. If it is in a laboratory environment, it can even exceed 10,000 jin. Compared with the lower limit, it is a full 50 times yield gap.

Of course, today's seeds have not been improved, and the fertilizers produced in this era are also inferior fertilizers. Fortunately, this mountainous land is burned for the first time, and the land itself is very fertile, which makes the yield per mu reach 3,000. catty.

If this output is placed in modern times, it will undoubtedly be a short harvest, causing growers to lose money.

But in this era, with an output of three thousand catties, if Zhao Cheng hadn't just started, the people under him would probably have thought about it and put Zhao Cheng in a dragon robe and carried him on a dragon chair.

If this is not the destiny of destiny, then what else is the destiny of destiny? !

During the autumn harvest, the whole army collects grain together. Whether it is a recruit or an old soldier, at the back, they all carry baskets of sweet potatoes into the warehouse with red eyes.

And this is not the end, after the autumn harvest, Ying Tianjun distributed winter supplements to all the recruits, three hundred catties of sweet potatoes per person, used for the recruits' families to spend the winter.

Winter in the mountains is very cruel. Although there is no exploitation by the government in the mountains, there are limited fertile land in the mountains. Every winter, many people freeze to death and starve to death.

When the recruits dragged the food back to the stockade with red eyes, they were undoubtedly full of persuasiveness when they talked about the affairs in the army.

Words can be false, but food is real.

Moreover, the sweet potatoes dragged back by the recruits were not the ones grown by themselves in the village, thin and inferior food like tree roots, but full of each one.

If this is all false, what else is true in this world? !

All of a sudden, no one can respond to the matter of the destiny of the Great General, and there is little doubt.

And after this matter was completely fermented, an even more shocking news came out, that is, as long as Zhaizi was willing to believe in Huang Tian, ​​he would be able to obtain the heavenly dew bestowed by Huang Tian.

As for after believing in Huang Tian, ​​General Ying Tian would not intervene in the affairs of the village, but would appoint people in the village to become Yellow Angels to be responsible for Tianlu's distribution.

As soon as the news came out, if someone objected to it, it would undoubtedly be the real "reverse action".

After all, for the mountain people, it doesn't really matter who they believe in, not to mention that the Yellow Angels are not outsiders, and not only do they not need to pay taxes, but they also bring fetish dew.

For mountain people, food is life!

Whoever does not let them get more food will kill them!

They didn't know that what Zhao Cheng wanted was not their food, but their anger.

As far as Qi is concerned, as long as the rule is recognized, that Qi will come rolling in, but there are differences in the amount.

Feng Shi naturally didn't know this, he only knew that General Yingtian had destiny, just like the protagonists in the stories that Taoist told him when he was a child.

Several hours later, Feng Shi and his group were finally brought into the barracks.

The military barracks on the mountainside is neat and spacious, and the wooden houses are very wide apart, very neat, and between the houses, even in broad daylight, the fire in the basin is still burning bright red, making the One can feel an invisible aura at a glance.

It can be said that all at once, the gap between the elite and the stragglers was revealed.

As for Feng Shi, he thought of some things that the old Taoist said when he was young. According to what the old Taoist taught him, such an environment is to nourish the spirit and the fire spirit of the army.

People have spirit, so they can live, and soldiers have spirit, so they can be invincible!

The scene in front of him immediately gave Feng Shi more confidence.

Because it was just reported, so just let them rest these recruits.

Until the next morning, when the sky was slightly bright, there was a rush of gongs, which woke everyone up, and a new day began!

At night, Feng Shi had already fantasized about various training situations the next day, but the reality was completely different from what he had imagined.

After queuing up, they did not train directly. Instead, they entered a very spacious wooden house under the leadership of the old pawn.

In the wooden house, there are several braziers, which not only illuminate the house brightly, but also dispel the severe cold.

Afterwards, no one ate the hot sweet potatoes, drank enough hot water, and then started class.

The person attending the class was not dressed as a soldier, but like a scribe. The person glanced around first, and then said: "I am a Taoist officer in the army. The so-called Taoist officer is a person who preaches and solves doubts."

"I have a few questions I want to ask you all."

"The first question, do you think, who in this world can lead us to victory?!"

As soon as these words came out, the already quiet air immediately became even quieter.

After a few breaths, Feng Shi was the first to speak, his eyes were a little fanatical: "Only the great general, the great general Yingtian!"

"That's right, only General Yingtian!"

"Everyone knows, what happened to our Yingtian army before?!"

"Ying Tianjun's predecessor was Huang Tianjun..."

"At the time of the crisis, General Yingtian was in a desperate situation with only fifty remnants around him, but one day later, he beheaded the enemy's general and reversed the situation. ..."

The Taoist priest explained everything.

"So, everyone, please answer me again, who can lead us to victory?!"

This time, the twenty recruits in the wooden house shouted at the same time: "General Yingtian!"

"Very well, now to the second question, what are we fighting for..."