"Niu Gao?"

His fingers unconsciously tapped on the desk next to him, Qin Feng frowned and pondered for a while, then slowly spoke:

"Let him go to the Yue Family's Army!"

"This guy has good ability, there is no problem with being a lieutenant, and it is a little bit of fun to be alone. "

"Okay!"

Nodding in agreement, Tian Chou said with a smile after memorizing all Qin Feng's orders:

"Lord, if there is nothing to do, then I will retire first!"

"What's the hurry!"

After waving his hand and stopping Tian Chou who wanted to leave, Qin Feng asked:

"How's it going on in Tuntian lately?"

"Back to the lord, everything is fine over there in Tuntian!"

Speaking of this, Tian Chou was not in a hurry to leave, and the smile on his face instantly brightened.

"The wheat planted according to your orders not only grows quickly, but also has almost no pests, and if it goes well, it will be harvested in half a month!"

"Oh?"

"So fast?"

Qin Feng was a little surprised when he heard this,

But

When he secretly counted the time, he found that it was almost time to harvest.

Originally

Before you know it,

Time is slowly passing, and it has come to July.

"Are there enough people?"

After a moment of trance, Qin Feng came back to his senses, looked at the childish big boy in front of him, and couldn't help but smile and said:

"If there are not enough manpower, 880 will say, when the time comes, I will let the soldiers come to help, but I can't delay the harvest of wheat!"

"At the moment, there are enough people, so there is no need for the lord to worry. "

Tian Chou, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom, thought of the increasing number of displaced people in the city, and said very confidently:

"Even if there will be a shortage of manpower at that time, there are a lot of displaced people in Jixian County, and as long as you spend money, you can hire people, and you will definitely not be able to delay the summer harvest!"

"There are still a lot of displaced people?"

Qin Feng was stunned and said puzzled:

"Where are so many displaced people?

"There is no war!"

Thinking of the news he inquired about, Tian Chou sighed:

"I heard that this year's grain production in various parts of the country has decreased, and some farmers who do not have enough to eat can only drag their families around and do odd jobs to support themselves. "

“....."

Qin Feng didn't know what to say.

Ancient farming is not like the later generations,

Without high-yielding seeds, no fertilizers, and no effective irrigation measures, they can only rely on God for food.

God is pleased,

They will be able to eat enough, and even have a little left.

But once God is unhappy,

If they are given some drought or torrential rain from time to time, then they are likely to be busy for a year, and they can't even afford to pay the grain for renting land, so they can only wander around with their families.

In this world,

It's that cruel!

Otherwise

Zhang Jiao's Taiping Road will not be like that!

"Zitai, are there many displaced people in Youzhou at present?"

I didn't know what I thought, Qin Feng waved his hand to stop the massage of Yue Yinhua behind him, and his eyes looked directly at Tian Chou.

"How do local officials generally deal with these displaced people?

"This..."

Tian Chou smiled wryly, although he didn't say anything, Qin Feng already understood what he meant.

In fact, if you think about it, you can know,

These are just outcasts,

Strictly speaking, they+ are not refugees.

And

The imperial court did not issue disaster relief instructions to the local government, and second, did not allocate any disaster relief funds.

So

Except for those well-meaning squires and landlords, no one really cared about the lives of these homeless people.

"So be it..."

Rubbing his temples, Qin Feng said in a firm tone:

"Zitai, you go and issue an official letter in the name of the state pastor's office, asking all counties to open porridge sheds in the city, and it must be supplied around the clock!"

"If the food is not enough, it will be transferred from the Jixian granary, but if someone makes a profit from it, I don't need to say more about what to do, right?"

"Lord, lord..."

After hesitating for a moment, Tian Chou still mustered up the courage and said:

"If this is the case, the daily consumption of grain is not a small amount, even with the grain stored in Jixian County, it will not last long. "

"It's okay!"

"These things (BDFG) are not for them to eat!"

Waving his hand, Qin Feng said with a smile:

"Let the officials from all over the country count the identity information of the displaced people in the county while opening the porridge shed, and after the summer harvest, I have something for them to do. "

"That's it!"

Tian Chou, who breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and agreed.

"Lord, if that's the case, there's no problem, cash-for-work is the best way!"

"Alright, let's do it!"

After signaling Tian Chou to go out, Qin Feng went back and said with a smile:

"Girl, don't stop, pinch me again!"

......

......

With Qin Feng's orders, and the grain was transferred from Ji County, the officials of various counties were very cooperative with the construction of porridge sheds.

And

Since the grain was supervised and handled by Qin Feng's corporal from the warehouse to the pot, the possibility of someone wanting to make a profit from it was completely eliminated.

It is precisely because of this series of protections,

Those displaced people who went from Jizhou to Youzhou were surprised to find that they didn't have to go hungry!

Outside Jixian County,

The day after Qin Feng's order was issued, under Tian Chou's personal management, a row of porridge had already been erected.

Outside the porridge shed,

A group of ragged homeless people also took their broken bowls early and waited here quietly.

Because

The few people who wanted to fight for positions and make loud noises before had been dragged aside and boarded.

With such a few clear examples, all the people who came to wait to receive the porridge and drink were silent one by one, for fear of being dragged over and beaten up.

"Come, what's your name, and where is your hometown?"

When every homeless person comes to receive the porridge, there will be a pleasant-looking official next to him who is responsible for inquiring.

And then

His information will soon be registered, and along with the porridge, he will receive a small numbered wooden plaque.

moreover

The official in charge of distributing porridge will also kindly remind him,

"Uncle, you can remember clearly, if you come to get porridge tomorrow, you need to hold this small wooden card, if you lose it, you won't have porridge to drink!"

"Ah~!"

I heard that this boxy little wooden card was actually related to his stomach, and the old man, who had just received a bowl of thick rice porridge, hurriedly hid the small wooden card into his arms.

Looking at the cautious look, it seems that he is afraid that others will rob him.

"Lord, is it useful for you to get this thing?"

Li Xiuning, who came to the scene with Qin Feng, looked at the inconspicuous little wooden card, and his face couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

This kind of thing,

As long as you're a carpenter,

No

To be precise,

As long as there is a knife,

You can make it by just one person, right?_

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