There is a big and blazing sun hanging in the sky, exuding its power to its fullest.

It's a hot summer day, but you can't hear many frogs chirping. Because the ponds and rivers have dried up. Even the weeds on the roadside are dull and have lost their vitality.

The crops on the fields, except for the fertile fields that were protected by Wu Nian's order and strictly controlled by the authority of the Fu Han General's Mansion, and irrigated by water sources, were all dead in large tracts.

If this had happened in other places, people would have been panicked for a long time. When there was no harvest in autumn, the people would climb up and shout.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind."

"If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous."

Even if there is a fire and smoke, no matter how solid the building is, it will collapse. But here in Wu Nian, there is no big storm.

Xiaolang still has a way of destroying people's wealth, such as killing their parents. Wu Nian, with his unparalleled power, persuaded most people to follow him.

But there are still some wealthy households and farmers who are so distressed that their livers ache. But Wu Nian’s army is too strong and there are too many supporters. They can only close the door and curse a few times. Other than that, they have nothing to do with Wu Nian.

way.

I can only watch my fields die from drought.

On this point, the Zhao family of Zhao Yanting in Lianyun County also treats everyone equally.

After years of war, there are not many wealthy merchants left in Yingqing Mansion. Half of Zhang was uprooted by Wu Nian.

The Zhao family is the best preserved.

Zhao Yanting himself was still a school captain. But Zhao Yanting suppressed all the voices in the clan, gritted his teeth, and fully supported Wu Nian.

A large area of ​​his family's farmland died due to drought.

There is no way. Political power comes from the barrel of a gun.

Zhao Yanting was not very loyal, but he just did not dare to betray Wu Nian.

Wu Nian was really too strong in terms of troops and horses.

Even predators like the Zhao family in Yun County were suppressed. Not to mention the rest, they were just local chickens, tile dogs, and hozens.

Although the fields are dry, many people know that there will be no harvest this year.

However, Yingqing Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture are still generally calm.

Wu Nian's reign of terror was fully demonstrated.

And Wu Nian's other announcement gradually began to show its power.

Locusts are edible. They can be eaten roasted or stir-fried, and they can also be aphrodisiacs. Wu Nian himself wrote a recipe to remind people how to eat locusts and how to deal with them.

In normal drought years, every household would kill chickens and ducks to avoid wasting food. But this year, every household not only did not kill chickens and ducks, but instead raised more chickens and ducks.

In addition, there are people who are the first to eat crabs. It is okay to eat locusts and they can still keep enough. Although there are many locusts in the fields, they are eaten by people, chickens and ducks one after another.

Just like leeks.

It did not form a large-scale, uncontrollable locust plague in Yingqing Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture.

This is to prevent problems before they happen.

Once the locusts reach tens of millions or hundreds of millions, they will become a [demon cloud] that covers the sky and the sun. Even if there are 100,000 ducks, they will not be able to eliminate them.

Because there are so many locusts, they eat up all the green in an area in the blink of an eye and lay eggs by the way.

Even if there are 100,000 ducks, it can't catch up.

But when the locusts do not form a large scale and form a wave, all the scattered ones are eaten, so naturally there will be no locust plague.

Outside Jiang County.

Sundong Village. Most of the villagers in this village have the surname Sun and are from the same clan. There is also a village called Sunxi Village nearby, where there are not many people surnamed Sun.

They used to be in the same village, called Sunjiahui. Later, there were conflicts in their own village, so they simply lived separately and never interacted with each other until death.

Sun Kuangkuang stood at the head of the village, watching a large group of dolls catching locusts, and sighed: "The wisdom passed down from our ancestors."

"After a drought, there will be locusts. This is the law of heaven and earth. But it turns out that man can really defeat heaven."

"General, you are really a god."

"Grandpa. Grandpa. I caught a lot of locusts. Let's go back and bake them to eat." Sun Guangdao's grandson, Sun Gouer, came back sweating profusely. He was holding a special bamboo basket in his hand, which was densely packed with locusts.

"The general said that eating too much of this stuff will cause diarrhea. We have eaten a lot during this period, so we should feed it to the chickens and ducks. We will feed it to you after the eggs and duck eggs are laid."

Sun Kuangkuang reached out and touched his eldest grandson's little head, saying lovingly.

"Yeah." Sun Gouer said obediently, and quickly ran to his home happily.

"As long as it can fill our stomachs in a serious way, regardless of whether it has aphrodisiac properties or not, there is nothing we farmers dare not eat."

Sun Kuang raised his head, quite proud.

That's right.

The Han people are not as pretentious as Westerners. They do not eat offal or fish with spines. They dare to eat anything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or digs holes in the mountains.

This is so hungry that centipedes and mice can eat it.

What about locusts?

Wu Nian issued an announcement asking the people to raise chickens and ducks. In fact, the people probably ate no less locusts than chickens and ducks.

The entire Yingqing Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture have a population of one to two million.

Now there are even smart traders who have begun to buy locusts from villagers and go to the city to make fried locusts and sell them.

It's not easy to catch locusts in this city. People are ignorant. People who are curious are everywhere. As long as you do good things, you can make money.

Whether it's drought or locusts.

Seeing that, Wu Nian suppressed them all. Although life is a little bit harder, and it can be seen to the naked eye that next year will be even harder.

But at least the people have a way to survive.

As time went by, the locusts became less powerful than the drought.

As the drought continues, drinking water for people, let alone agricultural irrigation, gradually becomes difficult.

The shallow wells among the people can no longer produce any water. Even the deep wells are gradually drying up.

Fu Han General's Mansion, in the backyard.

Wu Nian was shirtless and sitting in the pavilion to enjoy the cool air, but his body was still covered with sweat. During this time, he tried not to practice martial arts.

Once you sweat a lot, you will lose a lot of water. Today's water is really more expensive than gold.

"Hey, there really isn't a drop of rain." Wu Nian sighed and shook his head slightly.

"Da da da!!!" At this moment, a soldier walked over quickly. Although he was wearing a summer jacket, he was still hot and sweating profusely.

"General, there is an eighty-year-old man named Liu Donglai who is seeking a meeting outside. He says he has a way to quench the general's thirst."

After the soldiers stood still, they bent down and reported.

Wu Nian narrowed his eyes. This was definitely not quenching his thirst in a literal sense. He couldn't help but become curious.

This is not modern society, there is artificial rainfall.

What can this eighty-year-old man, Liu Donglai, do to make it rain? Or to solve the problem of no water in Yingqing Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture?

Wu Nian put away his thoughts, picked up the kettle next to him with his right hand, handed it to the soldier, and said: "Please come into the living room."
Chapter completed!