Don't panic when fleeing famine, she has become the godmother of all the bosses

The eldest princess obviously never thought that Chen Shengzhi would ask such a question, she was stunned for a moment and then said: "Could the marshal want to put me to death?"

These words are serious, Chen Shengzhi smiled.

"The princess is serious, but if the emperor can understand the thoughts of the people in the world, then so what if the child is left behind, besides, there are rebels everywhere now, and I don't know how many people will become emperor in the future, so why care about this one."

The Eldest Princess clenched her fists, her complexion was obviously not good.

Just not talking.

Back at Shu Yan's place, she worked all day and went to bed after eating, and she slept very soundly that night.

She also had a dream, dreaming that she had grown wheat half the height of a person, and each stalk of wheat produced seven or eight ears.

In the middle of the night, she dreamed that when she woke up in the morning, someone had cut her own wheat, ground the wheat into flour, and someone had wrapped the flour into buns.

Early the next morning, Cheng San saw that his godmother was still not up, so he pushed open the door, and seeing Shu Yan still sound asleep, Cheng San smiled and said, "The godmother is up, now to work."

But Shu Yan ignored him, and Cheng San walked in with some worry, only to find that Shu Yan's face was very pale.

Cheng San hurriedly patted Shu Yan's face, worried: "Godmother, wake up, don't scare me."

Shu Yan opened his eyes, only to feel that his body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, Cheng San hurriedly said: "Are you exhausted, today you have a good rest at home, we will finish the work."

Shu Yan naturally disagreed, she struggled to get up, but found that she was powerless.

Cheng San said with a smile: "Godmother, don't try to be brave. After all, you are old, and you were considered pampered before. If you suddenly do hard work, you will definitely be exhausted."

Shu Yan took a deep breath.

"I am too old to live up to expectations."

Bai Guichen prepared breakfast and brought it in. The boy had a very worried expression on his face, but his mouth seemed to be locked, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Cheng Sanduan brought over the food, and said to Shu Yan, "Godmother, think about it, how do you make the fertilizer you mentioned back then."

Shu Yan sighed slightly when she heard this, and she said to Cheng San: "I think of some things in the past these days, and I haven't told you about them, but I just told you today, lest you call me a godmother and I lie you."

Shu Yan said: "The production of chemical fertilizers is not difficult, but the difficulty is that there is no way to produce them at low cost, that is to say, the produced fertilizers are used on the land, and after calculation, they will lose money."

In fact, it's not just chemical fertilizers. Shu Yan and old man Chen have tried everything except military industry, and they all ended up like this.

But most of them are extremely expensive. Due to the lack of craft tools, many things can be made for a hundred dollars, but only two or three can be used.

As a result, things that are far superior to today's technology can only be playthings for the rich.

The time-traveling novels Shu Yan read before, and even the relatively simple craftsmanship of glass, could not be mass-produced.

After hearing this, Cheng San was not discouraged, he patted Shu Yan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Godmother, we are farmers now, people in this world only care most about solving their own problems, I Trust you, let's take it slow."

These words gave Shu Yan a lot of encouragement.

Shu Yan patted Cheng San's shoulder, and she said with a smile: "Then I'll thank you, kid."

If Shu Yan and old man Chen were given seven or eighty years, they might be able to do something, but the current situation didn't give them a chance at all.

And after that incident, Chen Shengzhi lost confidence in what Shu Yan said.

Shu Yan really didn't go to work today. After she got up, she went around the village. There were not many strong men in the village, and there were many women, children and old people working, so it was extremely hard work.

However, this village is still relatively rich, and there are many cattle in the village.

And now is the time to harvest wheat, and anyone can do such a job as harvesting wheat.

Shu Yan was sitting under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and an old lady sat in front of Shu Yan tremblingly on crutches.

"Old sister, are you from another place?"

Shu Yan replied: "He came from the south of the Yangtze River and rented someone's land, so he hoped to beg for a living here."

The old lady smiled.

"It's not difficult to ask for a meal. The weather has been good these few years, and there are more children in the village. Even if there is a war, my son will go to the army again."

Maybe the old lady didn't have anyone to talk to, but when she caught Shu Yan, she started talking, although her speech was very slow, there was almost no pause.

It made Shu Yan quite helpless.

The old lady had eight children, three daughters, and five sons. Only four of them died, and now there is one son and two daughters by her side.

Shu Yan could only say that he had two sons, both of whom were still alive, and one of his daughter-in-law died.

The old lady suddenly became interested, and said that she wanted to introduce her granddaughter to Bai Guichen, but Shu Yan quickly refused.

The old lady was suddenly depressed when she heard the words, she murmured: "If the granddaughter is not married off, the family will starve to death again this year."

When the old lady said this, Shu Yan was a little puzzled.

How can this large area, a large area of ​​the world, starve to death.

The old lady let out a long sigh.

"The imperial court pays [-]% of the tax, [-]% of the land rent, and less than [-]% of what is left in our hands. I have already thought about it. When the weather is cold, I will go to the Qilian Mountains by myself. I will definitely not hurt the children."

Shu Yan felt uncomfortable when he heard this.

The old lady continued: "The imperial court wants to fight and regain lost land, we are the bosses of the common people..."

The old lady was talking, only to hear a mocking sound from behind the big tree.

"The imperial court still wants to build a palace for the emperor, and give the emperor a widow?"

Shu Yan looked back, but saw a scholar in his twenties. This scholar was wearing a Confucian shirt, holding a jug in his hand, and was lying under a tree. Although he looked very elegant, he looked very cynical.

The old lady didn't want to talk to this man, so she said to Shu Yan: "This is a sour talent in our village who has failed many tests, so don't talk to him."

The scholar drank his own wine, but neither answered the conversation nor got angry.

After the old lady finished speaking, she took her crutches and walked towards the village. Shu Yan stood up and was about to leave.

But the scholar said, "Ma'am, do you have any books at home? If so, I'll give you food in exchange."

Shu Yan said with a smile: "Where are there any books in my house, son, you are joking."

The scholar sat up, put the jug aside, and said, "I'm not a young master, and a young master is someone who is well-clothed and well-fed, so he doesn't have to worry about making a living."

This guy has exchanged food for books, why is he not a son.

Shu Yan didn't want to talk to this weird guy, so he went home on his own.