Portable Space Can be Summoned

Yang Yuan knew a long time ago that summoning soldiers could keep his foundation, but to expand it, he needed the participation of Giethoorn Village and even Zhangjiacun.

Unless he can restart the recruiting hall.

But who knows when it will open? What are the conditions to open it?

It is crucial for Yang Yuan's development to draw more villagers from Yangjiao Village into his team.

As time went by, the drought became more and more severe, and the engineering team who built the water had returned to the villages, because they had no canals to dig, and even if they did, there would be no water to draw.

The Cangshui River has not yet dried up, and the water inside is still rolling eastward.

But if you want to divert water from the Cangshui River for irrigation, it is not something that can be done by one or two thousand people, or even ten or twenty thousand people working for a year and a half.

Without 30,000 civilian husbands and without two years, if you want to attract the attention of the Cangshui River, you will only attract disaster.

Now that the drought is getting more and more serious, the food reserves in the county and town are running low, so the engineering team can only be disbanded, and the county officials ordered the peasants to return to their respective villages and not allowed to stay outside.

Now they are peasants, once there is no food, they may become bandits at any time.

Zhang Guolin returned with nearly 200 villagers from Yangjiao Village.

This has put a lot of pressure on the village.

This is all mouth, everyone has to eat at least one and a half catties of grain every day.

There is a lot of grain in the public treasury, but even if it is a mountain of grain, there is no income but consumption, and it will be eaten up sooner or later.

Qigong is in a hurry!

It just so happened that Yang Yuan found him to recruit people at this time, which happened to solve Qigong's problem.

Regardless of whether the money is given or not, at least Yang Yuan promises that he will manage two meals a day, and there will often be extra meals.

that's enough.

"The merit is immeasurable!" Qigong said with emotion.

After the snow salt production increased, Yang Yuan and Giethoorn Village were all happy, which meant that their life would be better, and it also meant that his career would be able to accelerate development.

But the increase in snow salt production also has a major impact on another person, and he is Tie Mian.

The increase in snow salt production made him both happy and worried. Snow salt, a high-quality salt, would not worry about selling on the grasslands. Even if the grasslands were saturated, there would still be a huge market in Shunguo.

It can be said that as long as you have as much snow salt in your hand, you can sell as much iron noodles.

But selling more is not necessarily a good thing.

His Tieyun Village has attracted the attention of many people, especially Heiyun Village, which also mainly sells salt, has begun to confront Heiyun Village on the grassland.

Originally, Tieyunzhai did not sell table salt, but now with the snow salt produced in Yangjiao Village, Tiemian grabbed a lot of high-end customers from Heiyunzhai.

This is the hatred equivalent to killing one's parents.

The hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable.

If Tie Mian increases the sales volume of Snow Salt, it will not only be revenge for killing his father, but also destroying people all over his family!

Although Tie Mian looked down on a few copycats among the Shibakou, he knew that he had already started to be jealous of others, and he was not suitable for large-scale sales of snow salt.

"Got to figure out a way to sell them."

Tie Mian held a handful of snow salt in his hand, felt its fine grain, and then let it fall from his hand.

Tie Mian put his fingers covered in snow salt into his mouth, "It's a waste to put it in your own hands!"

Although the market has not yet been determined, Tie Mian still brought back all the snow salt.

The cooperation between him and Giethoorn Village was very smooth, so Yang Yuan agreed with him to pay on credit temporarily, and just wait until the next transaction to complete it.

So Tie Mian had to quickly sell the extra snow salt in his hand.

Otherwise, in the next transaction, Tieyunzhai's veteran would have to make up for the payment owed to Giethoorn Village.

To avoid this from happening, Ironface has two options.

Continue to increase bulk shipments to grasslands,

Or open up a new sales channel to switch to domestic sales, that is, sell into Shunguo.

Of course, there is another way to sell into Qi, but the current strength of Tie Mian is not enough to choose this way, so it is at least not suitable for the current Tie Mian.

"Prairie or Shun Country?"

In terms of sales profit and efficiency, selling snow salt in the grassland is the best choice.

If you want to be safer, and consider that the production of snow salt may increase again in the future, it is more appropriate to open up new sales channels.

"It's sold in Shun Country!"

Iron Face made a decision.

This will intensify the conflict between him and Heiyunzhai, but so what, I, Tieyunzhai, will be afraid of a private salt dealer?

Little did he know that in the eyes of others, he, Tieyunzhai, was about to become a group of private salt dealers.

Fifty miles away from Yangchang, at Qingyangkou, the Pofeng Battalion, one of the three battalions of the Zhenbei Army, was stationed here.

Zhang Zhixiao, the deputy commander, and Lin Hai, the commander of the Pofeng Battalion, were observing the surrounding terrain from the top of the short hill around the camp.

Qingyangkou, an exit in the northeast of the Sanyang Mountains, used to be a huge valley. Later, due to geological movements, an exit was formed, with mountains to the west and hills to the east.

Before the arrival of the Pofeng Camp, this place was occupied by a group of bandits, not eighteen bandits, they could only be regarded as their younger brothers.

Now that the Breaking Front Battalion has come and wiped out the cottages here, the Eighteen Bandits in the sheep's intestines have already got the news, and it will depend on the Eighteen Bandits' choice whether to hide in the mountains or rush over to plunder.

Zhang Zhixiao was wearing a white Confucian gown, his appearance was very elegant, and he had nothing to do with the image of a warrior.

But Lin Hai, the commander of the Breaking Front Battalion beside him, didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

Zhang Zhixiao looked at the Sanyang Mountains not far away and the mountain road that looked like it had been cut out by a knife, feeling very emotional in his heart, after all, he returned to this place again.

"Commander Lin." Zhang Zhixiao called out Lin Hai's official position.

"The subordinates are here."

Lin Hai stepped forward respectfully, and then replied.

Zhang Zhixiao is the deputy commander, and he is the commander. The difference is only half a level. Lin Hai doesn't need to lower his figure so low.

But Zhang Zhixiao's achievements are enough to make him admire and have to respect.

"Pofeng Battalion is guarding Qingyangkou, and not a single bandit is allowed to pass through."

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

Zhang Zhixiao and Lin Hai walked back to the camp, thinking about the situation in the four northeast counties as they walked.

"It's an eventful autumn!"

The more Zhang Zhixiao thought about it, the more he felt a headache.

The Eighteen Bandits are only suffering from scabies, otherwise they wouldn't just be kings and hegemons in the gut area.

The real enemy is still hidden in the dark.

The Zhenbei Army was transferred from the northwest to the four counties in the northeast this time in order to maintain the stability of these four counties.

It's just that the drought is getting more and more serious, and Cangbei County, which was not bad at first, will also be affected, and the northern barbarians on the grassland are also ready to move.

The rule of Dashun Kingdom in the four northeastern counties became more and more difficult.

Originally, the foundation of Shun State was the poor peasants, small landlords, small handicraftsmen and small merchants who supported Taizu's uprising.

The big landlords and wealthy families chose to seek refuge after the success of Shunguo.

Therefore, since the founding of Dashun Kingdom in the past sixty or seventy years, it has been weakening the strength of the divided families.

Originally, this policy was very successful, but in the past few years, God has made things difficult, and disasters have occurred frequently, and the people at the bottom are the most severely affected.

So those suppressed forces began to rise.

The Zhenbei Army was also transferred to the four most turbulent northeastern counties under such a situation.

The Pofeng Battalion is stationed at Qingyangkou, and its mission is to keep an eye on the Eighteen Bandits, while keeping an eye on the Beiman and Dongqi.

This task is very heavy, so heavy that people can't breathe.