The Blessed

Almost after half an hour, the one thousand two hundred people were divided into 24 groups, at the same time, in accordance with the requirements of Ling Jingxuan, the twenty-four group leaders were elected out and got in place. After asking Ling Chenglong and Old Zhou to hand out the eolite to people and taught them how to use it, Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui took those group leaders before an ox cart.

“I guess you should all live near here, so you should know about the condition of this wasteland. So I won’t explain more. Look at this. Unlike common wasteland reclaiming which may only require weeding and turning over the soil, here I also need you to dig ditches and do channeling job. First, each groups sends two workers to plow the field with the cattle. And for the rest, make ridges each chi like what is on this drawing. And the size of each ridge shouldn’t be over five millimeter’s difference. And you are farmers, I guess you know what I am saying. Besides, the depths of the ditches should be the same as the spacing distance of them. Made the ridges solid enough. Just like this. See if you have a problem.”

Ling Jingxuan felt our the drawing he had long prepared, on which were lands with ridges, a bit like the floor plan of corns, but he required a larger distance and a deeper depth, in case that the force would be too strong when the sea water flowed back, and the ditches were to precipitate salt, salt was heavier than the quality of water, so when the sea water came in, salt would precipitate downwards, so most would sink into the ditches below the soil surface, and the remaining part would flow back into the inland sea with the fall of tides, so, the job of removing the salt would be almost done. After the sea water faded and before the farming season started next year, he would let people flattened those ridges and bury the ditches, then, in the soils more than a chi above the surface was almost salt-free, and when ploughed and planted with salt-tolerant plants, they wouldn’t die easily.

“No problem, but what's the use, master?”

Farmers might not know how to appreciate a drawing, but they were experienced farmers who knew what to do by looking at his drawing, much like how they planted corns, except that the ditches were deeper and the ridges were wider apart.

“That’s not what you should concern. Just do as what I told you. Again, as long as you do a good work for me, I absolutely will treat you fairly, in addition to the wages and bonuses, every day you got a free lunch, it’s all stuffed buns and steamed buns, plus the bone soup, and tea. On the contrary, as long as I see any of you being lazy, it would not be just simply letting you go.”

After putting away the drawing, Ling Jingxuan stressed again solemnly, the reason for that was to let them remember it in mind. Do not come to complain or what after being spotted. He had no strength and time to reason with them.

“Did you hear what Master Ling said? If any of you gives a backward kick, don’t expect me to introduce you work again!”

Seeing they had no reaction, Guarantor Liu who had been listening said fiercely.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Coming to their sense, a group of over twenty people hurriedly nodded to agree. They were all wussy farmers, they dare not really offend those landlords and squires, especially Guarantor Liu, although he’d have his commission for introducing them jobs, it was truth he had introduced them most jobs. Letting him take one or two copper coins from them a day was better than having no job to do. Besides, Ling Jingxuan’s pay was really higher than other places. They should feel lucky enough. How would they loaf on their job?

“Of course, I also know that when there are too many people, it is hard to avoid that some would try to fish in troubled waters. So, as the group leaders, you should also pay attention to your team members at any time and warn them if they are lazy. If they wouldn’t change after repeated warnings, do tell me and I will deal with them.”

After saying that to them, Ling Jingxuan thought a bit and turned to Guarantor Liu, “Please record their names, each day they’d get two more copper coins.”

“No problem, Brother Ling. Did you hear that? Look how good Brother Ling is to you. You must work hard.”

“Yes, yes, thank you, thank you. Thank you, my lord.”

As they heard they could get two more copper coins a day, those group leaders looked overjoyed and kept nodding at Ling Jingxuan to express their appreciation. Ling Jingxuan waved his hand and signaled that they could go to work. After they left, Guarantor Liu couldn’t help teasing him, “It’s so good to work you. Even I want to be your worker.”

Having been a guarantor all his life, he had never seen a master who treated the workers so well as Ling Jingxuan did.

“Hehe... I can't afford to pay you to work.”

“Haha...”

Ling Jingxuan smiled, Guarantor Liu also echoed. Although Yan Shengrui aside was full of doubt, he knew now was not the time to ask. About another half an hour later, the workers had smeared the eolite all over their body as they were told, 24 teams also had gotten their cattle respectively, under the guidance of group leaders, they all lined up, buried their faces in the wasteland and started to work.

“So you can get rid of salt this way?”

Standing next to Ling Jingxuan and watching the workers, Yan Shengrui crossed his arms before the chest. Even though Ling Jingxuan had explained it to him, he was a little confused about what was going on.

“Hmm...”

Nodding, Ling Jingxuan explained his idea simply. This was the most primitive way, but also the most suitable way for this era. As long as there was no tsunami, the planting should be successful next year.

“It’s simple. Although the preparation work before planting is a little complicated, as long as you can grow things out, the farmers would get one more harvest, which could make up for the lack of agriculture of the kingdom.”

Chu Ci on the other side could not help nodding approvingly. Out of the trust of Ling Jingxuan, he had almost completely believed that next year here would not be so desolate again.

“It’s just to cure the symptoms, not the disease. If we want to permanently solve the problem of excessive salt content on the earth's surface, we still have to start from fixing the problem of the inland sea. The court has to allocate special personnel and funds to do this. It would be good for minor civilians like us to figure out a way to treat the symptoms and make a little money.”

Holding the back of his head with the hands, Ling Jingxuan curved his lips. Fixing the problem of sea was the same as fixing the problem of floods. It was just that the ancient people even dare not think about it. In modern society, there was even project of marine reclamation land. If they heard about that, they’d scare the sh*t out of them!

Yan Shengrui and Chu Ci both turned to look at him. This was not the first time he said the topic of foxing the problems of the inland sea. If he said he had no solution, they would never believe it. But Yan Shengrui knew he had other plans, so he didn’t put it in his mind, but Chu Ci took it to his heart. Thinking about what he had said last night, his eyes were glistening. Was it possible he had guessed out his identity and implied that he should go back? But…As long as he thought that his whole family had been killed and the horrible death of his kid, he cowered. He admitted that he dare not bet on so many people’s lives. He dare not watch his son being sliced into pieces for another time!