The Great Tang: World Martial God

The scorching sun covered the entire Qilu land.

It seems that this year's Henan Dao generation is particularly hot.

There was no trace of wind in the air, and the inside of the carriage was like a steamer, with two people cooking, sweating.

Tang Hao tugged at the shirt that was attached to his chest, exhaling hot air, opened the curtain, and looked at the dirt road outside that was paled by the sun.

"How much time is left before we can reach Qingzhou?"

The accompanying man lowered his head, letting sweat drip down his face, and he dared not wipe his sleeves with a square scarf.

Perhaps it was due to the presence of Jin Wang Lizhi among the peers.

Hearing Tang Hao's question, no one responded for a long while, and the man glanced out the window and replied timidly.

"It's almost half an hour."

Tang Hao glanced at the man and said.

"Don't be nervous, when I move to Qifeng, you will be your personal certificate."

"As for how you deal with it, it depends on your performance at the time."

All the men were worried along the way, for fear that they would offend King Jin in this way. Zheng worry had no place to redeem his merits. At this time, he had another way, and his heart suddenly brightened.

He raised the head that had just taken a bath and looked at Tang Hao with a look of excitement.

"The little ones must know everything without saying anything."

No one can see clearly. On the one hand, it is the official position of Zhima Da Yicang, and on the other hand, it is the superior prince. There is no need to say how to choose.

Looking at this man who knows how to scrutinize the degree, Tang Hao smiled slightly and greeted Li Zhi, who was sitting behind him with beads of sweat, to get out of the car and rest.

In the scorching summer, cicadas cried.

A group of people hid in the shade of the trees, and Wu Tong handed out water bottles.

By the way, I found a rotten crock pot and gave the horses some water. The distance is not far behind, but it is the critical moment when animal power is used.

Tang Hao rested for a while, walked to the side of the road, and carefully observed the migratory locusts hiding in the grass.

The carapace on the body has been tough, the wings have grown thin brown wings, and the length has almost covered the abdomen, and these locusts have formed.

At that time, in the scorching environment, the offspring of these locusts will reproduce in geometric multiples.

The plague of locusts all over the mountains and plains has faintly gained momentum.

Tang Hao knew in his heart that Chaotang had already started water conservancy irrigation, and he had to end both the food and the locust plague at the same time when the locust plague was prevalent.

On the whole, there is not much time left for myself.

After a short break, the carts and horses hit the road again.

The squeaky gears pressed against the solid ground, rolled up the dry dust, and drove slowly towards Qingzhou.

The white cloth note on the car has long been changed.

"Disaster food to benefit the people, and to release food at the hour of the day."

When a vehicle loaded with grain drove into Qingzhou, many people from Qingzhou went out to wait and see.

Rejoicing, excitement, doubts, and anticipation surfaced in everyone's face one by one.

Opening the curtains of the carriage, Tang Hao looked at the bright light in the eyes of those people, both sad and happy.

Imagine that in such a locust-affected Qingzhou, the harvest is insufficient and there is not much margin, and no one will feel anxious.

But officials do not serve the people. Irrigation, locust plagues, and food storage cannot be solved. Qingzhou like this is like a cage.

Looking at the numb faces, there was finally a touch of expectation, Li Zhi's eyes were red, and he sighed.

"On this trip, I learned that living in rural markets is not easy, and the development of agricultural mulberry is a long way to go."

After all, Li Zhi turned around and looked at Tang Hao.

"How do we distribute this food?"

"The two thousand dendrobium grains are nothing but a drop in the bucket for the thousands of victims in Qingzhou. Where is our next place to raise grain?"

Tang Hao put down the curtain, looked at the man who bowed his head and said.

"How much food is there in the barn?"

The man slowly raised his head and said.

"There is still 70% of the grain in the silos, and these grains will be enough to feed the entire Qingzhou City for two years."

"But now under Qi Feng's control, he doesn't put food, we can do nothing."

Tang Hao didn't seem to care about the following words at all, smiled and nodded, said.

"Enough is good."

After that, Tang Hao looked at Li Zhi.

"This batch of food could not help many victims. Tomorrow, King Jin will lead some guards to distribute one thousand dendrobium to the hungry people who are already begging."

"The remaining 1,000 Hus are distributed to the big households in the grain shop at a low price."

"We can only rely on these grains to catch more grains."

As soon as this remark came out, the doubts in Li Zhi's heart became even greater.

"The entire Qingzhou's grain is under the control of Qifeng, and it is poured into those black-hearted grain shops. Isn't it just the sheep's mouth?"

Tang Hao had such a worry as expected, but it was just a sign.

Tang Hao responded.

"Qifeng keeps the grain market under control, but these days, some large households will secretly sell some grain."

"They are businessmen, they are not profitable, and the coins in front of them will still be profitable."

"Our grain is invested in grain shops to make these big households sell them honestly, and if Qifeng wants to completely purchase our grain, he can only buy all of them from these big households at a high price."

Patting Li Zhi's immature shoulder, Tang Hao smiled and said.

"We borrowed grain during this trip. It seemed that we borrowed grain from Yuzhou, but in fact we borrowed grain from the surrounding states and counties."

"Wait a little longer, we will give Qi Feng a big surprise in a little while."