Five Hundred and Forty-One: The World in Turbulence (11)

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Yang Si looked at the bamboo slip document that was almost as tall as a person, and his mentality collapsed. He didn't know what kind of demon he had just been possessed, and he agreed to work as a part-time worker in a flash of his mind - which part-time worker can have access to these things? Messy but important internal government affairs?

He turned around and saw Wei Ci sitting next to the tea stove, brewing tea leisurely.

Yang Si raised his hand and pointed at the pile of bamboo slips as tall as a person, and asked with a sinister smile, "Didn't you say you were very busy?"

If such a high pile of bamboo slips fell down, the weight could seriously injure someone.

I really don't know where so many bad things happened in a small Cheng'an County. Yang Si even wanted to arrest Wei Ci and interrogate him.

Wei Ci pursed her lips and smiled shyly, and said sheepishly, "Ci is weak and can't do this for a long time."

Yang Si gritted his teeth secretly, sneered and said sarcastically, "It's okay to deceive others with your words, but you can't deceive me."

What is physically weak?

Wei Ci's body was very weak, but not that weak.

"Jingrong, Ci really didn't lie to you. Last winter, Ci was trapped in the mountains, heavy snow covered the sky, and the cold air entered his body. His body was no longer what it used to be." Wei Ci always had a gentle smile on his face. He spoke pitifully, but his eyes flickered. With a bit of cunning, he said, "If you are too busy and cannot afford to fall ill, all the trivial clutter of the Government Affairs Office will be piled on you. This will make Ci feel unbearable."

Can't bear it?

"Check your conscience. When you said this, did you mean it from the bottom of your heart?"

Who doesn't know anyone? Others say that Wei Ci is brilliant, but he knows that this person also has a lot of evil in his belly.

"Every word, there is absolutely no lie." Wei Ci said.

Yang Si chuckled and no longer had the strength to continue to refute.

He was really afraid that this kid would really "get sick" and then he would be burdened with trivial matters from the Government Affairs Department.

As for Jiang Pengji?

After capturing a free laborer like Yang Si,

She was completely liberated from the Government Affairs Office.

Yang Si worked for three days in a row and found that Jiang Pengji had disappeared from the world. Except for showing up on time when eating, she was nowhere to be seen at other times. Today's lunch, as soon as the food table was brought from the small kitchen, Jiang Pengji came in with a pile of bamboo slips on her back.

At this time, Yang Sicai discovered that she was not wearing the wide-sleeved cloak of the past, but was wearing a smart khaki brown suit. Her trouser legs were rolled up high above her knees, and her sleeves were also rolled up, exposing most of her arms. Her feet seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time. look like.

Yang Si glanced at the bamboo hat on her head, her eyes a little weird.

Such a down-to-earth outfit does not look like Liu Xi at all!

Didn't Liu Xi come from a noble family in Hejian?

"Lord, Ci is here to help you."

Wei Ci stood up and wanted to help her take the heavy object. The other person looked at his body and then walked around.

Bang——

The bamboo slips were placed on the table and made a dull and loud sound.

Jiang Pengji clapped her hands and said, "More and more refugees have entered the city recently. How is the progress of reclaiming wasteland?"

Wei Ci was not embarrassed and replied, "According to the plan, about 30% of the wasteland has been opened up, and it is expected that it will be completely cleared in another two months. Every acre of land has been recorded and will be distributed after the household registration is completed. Go down."

When he heard the household registration, Yang Sizhen wanted to slam the table and leave.

There are more and more refugees outside, which means that the work of household registration will become more and more arduous, not to mention the subsequent sorting and summary. If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome to deal with it in the future, especially Yang Si. Such people can hardly stand it any longer.

Jiang Pengji felt Yang Si's resentment and said, "There's no rush, as long as it can be completed before spring plowing next year. Household registration is very important, and it's fine to work slowly and carefully. I'd rather be slow than messy. Compared to this, I'm more worried There will be a severe drought this year.”

Wei Ci and Yang Si were both startled, "Severe drought?"

Jiang Pengji took a pottery bowl, filled some cold water, and drank it down her stomach.

"Well, I found some experienced farmers, and they also thought that the weather this year might be hot and rainy."

Jiang Pengji judged based on her own experience, and with her powerful brain, she could see details that ordinary people couldn't see.

However, when it comes to farming, we still need to listen to the opinions of veteran farmers.

Based on the information from both parties, Jiang Pengji felt that this year would not be good.

The water conservancy facilities in Xiangyang County have taken shape. They are taking good care of the crops. After this summer, the autumn harvest this year should not be too bad.

However, the situation here in Cheng'an County is different. There are not many crops, but more and more refugees are gathering.

You can't let people go without drinking water all summer, right?

She checked past files and found a lot of things.

It turns out that there were several large-scale droughts in Cheng'an County. The fields were cracked, the rivers dried up, and the crops basically withered!

Wei Ci said, "If there is a severe drought, the progress of reclaiming wasteland may be delayed."

After the Tsing Yi Army's rampage, spring plowing in Cheng'an County was basically scrapped, and there were basically not many crops planted this spring.

If there is a severe drought this year, they don't have to worry about the crops, they only need to deal with water.

"It's okay, it's still a long time, take your time." Jiang Pengji poured herself another bowl of water, "In the past few days, I have taken a few farmers to the nearby mountains to look for water sources and try to open canals. Xiheng's The water wheel can also come in handy..."

Zhang Ping, whose pseudonym is Xiheng.

Ever since he was tricked into the fiery pit of Xiangyang County by his good friend Wei Ci, his daily life has been extremely "fulfilling".

Hearing what she said, Yang Si secretly placed his eyes on Jiang Pengji's feet.

No wonder her feet and calves looked white from being soaked in water. It turned out that she had gone to the mountains to find water.

The audience in the live broadcast room has been following the live broadcast. Naturally, they know how long Jiang Pengji's feet have been soaked in the water. They feel distressed watching it.

[Ou Huang takes the lead]: Anchor, if the drought is very serious this year, I suggest you build a smaller reservoir that can store water!

[Lift up high]: Get rid of it, how long has this been happening? Digging a reservoir cannot be solved in a few days. It's easy to say, where is it more reasonable to dig a reservoir? How to build a reservoir better? These are all things that require knowledge and cannot be solved by just opening your mouth. If the reservoir is not built well, there is no guarantee that there will be waterlogging in some year and the reservoir will collapse. By then, those at lower locations will not be drowned?

[People are addicted to food]: Tsk, then it is very reliable that the anchor is going to dig ditches? Is it that easy to dig a ditch?

【Loose discharge until it explodes】: At least it is more reliable than digging a reservoir. Do you know how many years it took to dig the reservoir near our home? In ancient times, there were no excavators or the like, so you could only shovel with your hands. How inefficient was it? Just thinking about it makes me feel unreliable.