Yuan Shao, the father of Fanghua in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 30
Yuan Xi commanded his soldiers to put the donkey on the stone mill. When the whip sounded, the donkey opened its four hooves and pulled the millstone to turn.

Others have been throwing the wheat grains without husks into the eye of the millstone. At this time, the wheat has only been in the sun for a short time, and it has not been completely dried, but people can't wait.

How long ago was the last time you ate noodles?

Yuan Xi also knew that at this time, the shelled wheat was crushed with the skin, but the taste was actually quite rough, far less good than the fine noodles of later generations.

But this is already the best thing people can eat at present.

People will really go crazy if they haven't eaten a full meal for a long time, just like the Yellow Turban Uprising a few years ago.

In fact, the common people are really easy to be satisfied. As long as there is food to live on, who would be willing to rebel?

Therefore, Yuan Xi did not stop this crazy squandering of Maizi, on the contrary, he was happy to see it.

If you don't vent, maybe people will really go crazy.

Go to his store of grain for emergencies, who can live until the beginning of next spring, maybe.

He raised his hand and shouted, "Eat your fill today!"

This sentence immediately ignited thousands of soldiers and civilians present, and they shouted together: "Eat your fill today!"

"Eat your fill!"

Suddenly someone shouted: "Yuan Chengshou Dade!"

Everyone paused and shouted one after another.

"Yuan Cheng guards the virtues!"

"Dad!"

The huge shout spread out, brushed over the wheat waves, crossed the big river, echoed in the mountains and fields, and lingered for a long time.

Zhao Yun was patrolling along the river bank with dozens of subordinates, guarding against enemy surprise attacks.

A few days ago, the news that Liu Bao was killed and the Xiongnu tribe was wiped out would have spread to Bingzhou. When the Southern Huns heard the news, they might not come to take revenge.

After all, the world is in chaos at this time, and the Huxiong Zhonglang of Bingzhou will be useless, the princes of all parties are fighting on their own, and the foreigners in the frontier are watching.

The yelling came, and Zhao Yun's subordinates couldn't help laughing when they heard it: "Our new lord is really interesting."

Zhao Yun nodded. He has been with Yuan Xi for several days, and he has a little understanding of the situation in Beixin City.

In terms of buying people's hearts, Yuan Xi treats his subordinates well, of course, at least he has all armor and enough food and pay.

But for those people in the city who are considered insignificant in the eyes of other princes, they are not left behind, and they can still provide the minimum daily food.

Although they are all rice bran wild vegetables, they are much better than starving to death.

What surprised Zhao Yun was that the thousands of acres of wheat outside the city did not belong to certain landlords or farmers, but were directly managed by Beixincheng.

Those who do farm work every day are assigned to the people in the city in turn to work on a daily basis and get extra food and rewards.

Zhao Yun couldn't figure it out. In this case, how could the gentry support them, and how could the common people have the motivation to farm?

One must know that salaries and land are the most effective means for various forces to buy big noble families. If they don't give land or salaries, how can the big families sell their lives?
He asked Yuan Xi about this the day before yesterday, and Yuan Xi said, "There is nothing perfect in this world."

"What you said is what my father is doing, so all the gentry in Jizhou submit to him."

"But I can't."

"One is that I don't have that much land for them, and the other is that those gentry will never be satisfied, and sooner or later they will fight among themselves."

"That's why I came to Youzhou, where there are few gentry, and recruited poor families, and wanted to see if another way could work."

Yuan Xi's current choice is very similar to Cao Cao's, but different.

Yuan Xi didn't think his method was the most suitable, and it might not even be much better than Cao Cao's farming.

But in this place where the soldiers are fierce and the war is dangerous, and there is a possibility of starving to death at any time, he can think of the most feasible expedient.

Zhao Yun raised his head and looked at the sky. He has been hesitating for the past few years, feeling that every step he takes is wrong.

Gongsun Zan, whom he took refuge in, was cruel and bloodthirsty, with no compassion for the common people.

The suitable protagonist in Zhao Yun's heart is Liu Yu first, and Liu Bei second, but Liu Yu was defeated and died because of being too lenient. In this troubled world, he is obviously not a qualified protagonist.

But Liu Bei made Zhao Yun hesitate too. Although Liu Bei was quite kind to him, it was obvious that he was closer to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, which made Zhao Yun feel a little out of place among the three of them.

And Zhao Yun still doesn't know what Liu Bei wants to do.

Hearing the cheers coming from his ears, Zhao Yun thought to himself, did he make the right choice this time?
At this moment, Sun Li rode over and shouted: "General Zhao, the young master wants you to have dinner together!"

The lid of the pot was lifted, and the steaming wheat grains and wild vegetables were poured into wooden bowls.

The unhulled wheat grains are not too sweet. On the contrary, they have a bit of astringent taste, which requires a lot of chewing before swallowing.

However, the moment the wheat rice was stuffed into the mouth, happy smiles bloomed on people's faces like flowers.

Many people couldn't help crying, and their tears fell into the bowl, adding a richer taste to the wheat rice.

For a whole year, I endured hunger and starved, defended the city desperately, and finally survived, eating the food I planted by myself!

Yuan Xi silently felt the joy of the people present, and deeply felt that it was really not easy for farmers.

From sowing seeds to harvesting, it takes at least half a year. During this period, locust plagues, natural disasters, military disasters, diseases, any accidents, may instantly wipe out these efforts.

However, in such a predicament and chaotic times, these ancestors of their own tried their best to pass on their life and unyielding spirit from generation to generation, leaving fire and hope for future generations.

Yuan Xi hopes that the joy of Beixincheng will be shared by more people in the near future.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Yun thought, this is what Yuan Xi wanted him to see, right?
What is the Han room?
He seemed to be enlightened.

It took five full days to harvest the wheat outside Beixin City.

After digging out what was eaten and what was wasted, and pulling it back to the city to weigh it, Yuan Xi found that he had harvested a total of tens of thousands of shi of grain!

If you save some food, mixed with coarse grains and wild vegetables, it will be enough for tens of thousands of people in Beixin City to survive this winter!
This was in exchange for two bloody battles outside the city. If they lost the battle with the Xiongnu and Gongsun Zan's army, the food would only be destroyed and robbed by the other side.

Seeing the last bag of grain entering the warehouse, Yuan Xi let go of his heart. This was the biggest harvest of the year, and it was finally in his pocket. Compared with the treasures and clothes robbed by the Huns, the grain made him feel more grateful. satisfy.

But there are also things that make him depressed.

Yuan Xi slapped Sun Li on the head fiercely, and said angrily, "You boy, you will find a wife now!"

"I'm not married yet, but you are ahead of me!"

Sun Li rubbed his head and laughed, "My old lady said all day long that she was worried that I would have an accident in the war, and she would leave behind a big fat boy. I have done my filial piety to her!"

"Brother Yuan has a lot of people. Don't you often say that you will definitely bring a beautiful lady back when you return to Yecheng?"

Wu Zhao at the side became curious when he heard it, what is the stunning lady?
After Yuan Xi heard this, he waved his hands and said, "What do you know about beauty, you little brat? You couldn't have forced that woman, right? Are you old enough?"

Sun Li called out to Qu: "How is that possible!"

"That little girl was rescued by us from the Huns. I met her by the river. She was the first to show her kindness to me. She is a few months older than me!"

"Sister Wu Zhao was there at the time, she can prove it!"

Wu Zhao listened, nodded helplessly, and thought to himself that he pulled me out to block the gun at this time, don't you say that I'm an ugly person doing more trouble?

Yuan Xi heard this, and sighed: "You are naughty boy, you can go to Mr. Dong and make a note to get three stones of rice, two bolts of silk, and five catties of meat. It is my wedding ceremony for you."

"get out!"

Overjoyed, Sun Li quickly thanked Yuan Xi and ran away.

Yuan Xi was a little unbalanced, his younger brother was married, and he was still single!

It's been three years, and I think about how to survive every day. The children of a dignified family have never met a woman. Because of this, the women in this world get married very early, and most of the maidservants are very young. How can Yuan Xi do it?

Are you really going to find the widow?

Wu Zhao said softly, "Is the young master married?"

As soon as Yuan Xi thought of Zhen Ji, he said enthusiastically: "My wife, who has never been married, is rumored to be very beautiful..."

Wu Zhao looked at Yuan Xi's happy face, and for some reason, his mood was extremely complicated.

Yuan Xi's good mood did not last long.

Because several bad news arrived one after another.

(End of this chapter)