Farmer Fubo is open for business

He turned to look at his wife and said with a smile: "Jingzhou is so lucky to be able to marry a woman like Chang'an."

This was the first time Chang'an heard Lu Jingzhou praise someone like this, and for no reason he remembered what the old servant at home said: A man's mouth is a liar.

The pride in my heart suddenly disappeared, and I looked at the wilderness in the distance, thinking about how to manage it.

This place is poorer than my hometown, with less vegetation and a lot of undeveloped land, but the mountains are covered with low thorns and yellow sand.

A gust of wind blows, kicking up flying sand and loess all over the sky, which can choke people and make them breathless.

If all these barren lands are planted with trees, after a few years, the soil should be improved, and even if it doesn't work, it can also block wind and sand.

"Lu Jingzhou, why don't you issue a decree that requires each household to plant more than twenty trees, including jujube, persimmon, and hawthorn trees. We also prohibit villagers from cutting down trees at will. Violators will be severely punished."

Lu Jingzhou nodded: "Chang'an is right. The land here is vast and sparsely populated, and there is a large desert in the northwest. We really need to plant more trees."

Now he manages ten counties. Each county covers a very vast area. There has been a lack of water before, causing many vegetation to fail to grow.

However, his wife has magical powers, so he can make use of all the no-man's land that is short of water.

There is no need to open up wasteland because there is not enough population to cultivate much land.

Then more trees can be planted, and grass seeds that cattle and sheep like to eat can be planted, so that villagers can raise more cattle, sheep, donkeys, horses and other livestock.

In the countryside, a teenage boy cannot farm, but he can raise dozens of cattle and sheep. As long as there are abundant water and grass, this area will be one of the richest areas.

The more Lu Jingzhou thought about it, the more feasible it became, and suddenly he felt that staying here might not be a bad thing.

It is said that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. He is the boss here, and his father-in-law, who is in command of the army, is guarding him. If the bandits want to cause trouble here, they have to think carefully.

Back at the government office, Lu Jingzhou immediately started to deal with the matter.

If there are no saplings, you can hire a few gardeners from other places to specially cultivate saplings, or you can buy some fruit saplings and other saplings from other places and sell them to the people in the countryside at a fair price.

Those merchants also sensed business opportunities and learned that the prefect was vigorously promoting tree planting. They immediately transported many saplings from various places and sold them at various rural grass markets.

Not to mention, the effect is very remarkable. All kinds of trees are planted on the wasteland of Ansai County.

Among them, fruit trees are the most common, followed by elms, mulberry, locust trees, and various types of pine trees that are cold and drought-resistant.

Chang'an also bought a piece of mountain land near Ansai City and paid people to plant many trees on the mountain.

She imitated the layout of the Liuyuan Garden in the capital and planted an apricot grove, a peach grove, a jujube grove, and a pear grove.

A large pond was dug in the middle of the forest so that gardeners could get water to water the trees.

By the time all this was done, it was already the end of May, the summer harvest had begun, and Ansai counties also had a bumper harvest of grain.

In previous years, the maximum harvest from one acre of land was one to two hundred kilograms of grain, but now it has reached more than three hundred kilograms.

This made the villagers very happy. Even when the county officials came to urge the tax and grain payment, they were not as disgusted as before.

After paying the tax on grain, the villagers still had a lot of grain left over, enough to feed the whole family for a year.

But just as the villagers were looking forward to the future, a rebel army of several hundred people suddenly rushed to the Ansai area and began to frantically plunder the villagers' food and property.

This time, the villagers were furious and took up iron forks and hoes to resist fiercely.

For some unknown reason, the villagers of Ansai are now particularly strong and powerful. They can fight one against three and send the rebels fleeing in all directions.

However, the villagers from all over the country were exceptionally united. Men, women, old and young came together to fight and captured dozens of rebels in one go.

Some of the ferocious rebels were beaten to death on the spot by the villagers, while the rest were escorted to the county seat by local villagers and villagers.

After interrogation by the county magistrate, he was escorted to Ansai and handed over to Lu Jingzhou for processing.

Lu Jingzhou carefully interrogated dozens of gangsters and immediately sentenced them all to dig rivers and build canals, or to open up wasteland and plant trees.

Don’t you want to get something for nothing? Then let them work to death in this life.

It just so happens that Ansai Mansion is short of manpower. These people are considered strong laborers after all, so they can be used in vain.

Fast forward to August, Song Sanshun arrived at Ansai Mansion with a fleet of dozens of vehicles.

At this time, Chang'an had bought two large houses and a shop in Ansai, and was waiting for his uncle to come with the craftsmen.

There is a pond separated between the two houses. One is for craftsmen to live, and the other can be used as a smelting workshop.

As for the firearms workshop, because it was too dangerous to make firearm bullets, Chang'an moved it to a remote corner of Ansai City with few people around.

This workshop has a two-foot high wall and a strong gate. Two soldiers are placed at the gate to guard it.

"Dad! Why did you come back?" Chang Ning ran out of the house with his younger brother Xiao Nian Gao. When he saw his father with a vicissitudes of life, he was a little afraid to recognize him.

Song Sanshun smiled and said: "I went to Lingqiu County before to send your grandfather and grandmother to the capital, so it was delayed for a while."

In fact, he originally wanted to take his parents-in-law to his wife, but they were unwilling, so Song Sanshun had to send them to Wu Zhonglou.

Chang Ning nodded, took his father into the house, and asked the newly bought maid Qiu Qin Dongqin to boil water and make tea.

Little Nian Gao didn't even know his father very well. He stared at Song Sanshun for a long time before jumping into his arms.

Chang'an also came back from outside and waited until his uncle finished eating before asking about the craftsmen.

Song Sanshun said: "There are eight craftsmen in total, and they are all from Yandi. This time they not only bring their apprentices, but also the whole family. We will have to arrange a place for them to live later."

"I have built several residences in the city, each with several houses, enough for them to live with their families."

Chang'an brought milk tea to his uncle: "Uncle, please try our almond milk tea."

Song Sanshun took a sip of the milk tea and praised: "It tastes good, without any fishy smell."

"That's right, I added jasmine tea and almond powder to it." Chang An also picked up a cup and took a sip.

The reason why she planted so many almond trees was actually so that the whole family could have almond tea to drink.

Song Sanshun drank a cup of milk tea and said worriedly: "Chang'an, now all the northern Xinjiang has fallen into the hands of the Jurchens. It is estimated that there will be a war in the future. Do we really not hand over the manufacturing methods of firearms to the imperial court?"

Chang'an shook his head: "Lu Jingzhou said he couldn't hand it over for the time being to avoid suspicion. Moreover, the imperial court has always had firearms and artillery, so there is no problem in dealing with the Jurchens."

"Okay, let's make two hundred more and then stop. We can make more bullets."

Song Sanshun was also always worried that his firearms workshop would be discovered, so he moved the workshop to the northwest.

The uncle and nephew talked for a while, and Lu Jingzhou also returned home from the Yamen.

They met twice and sat down to have a long talk.