Turning the Sky: Starting from the Anshi Rebellion

Gao Yang traveled through time. Opening your eyes, Qingfeng in Henan has become Weizhou in Hebei, and grassroots cadres have become half-grown children. It doesn't matter, farming is my old profession. Through seed selection, fertilization, dense planting, and crop rotation, two acres of thin farmland produced the best harvest in the township. The sweet potato vine was wilted when it was picked up from the Hu merchant's stall. No one knew that this thing would be able to fill the stomachs of millions of people in the future. Nan Jiyun came over to learn to write, with a dark red face and frighteningly bright eyes. He said he wanted to get ahead. Lei Huoer was carrying a basket of firecrackers and said he wanted to sell them for more money so that his father could live a good life. Liu Heizi's father was an old blacksmith who had beaten Tang Heng Dao. He took three months to make a knife. He said that a good knife can be passed down for many lifetimes. Gao Yang never thought about being a hero. He just wanted these half-grown children to survive. I want Zhang Luer and his parents to have food to eat when they get old. When we want An Lushan to rebel, the people in this area have food in their cellars and knives in their hands, so they don't panic. Plant land, store food, make weapons, and build family wealth. He kneaded bits and pieces of modern knowledge into this land and led the wild boys one by one to the right path. Thirty years later, the Anshi Rebellion broke out. Those generals who left their names in history books always made a trip back to Weizhou after coming off the battlefield. They said, go find the man named Gao. The one who taught them to read, teach them to farm, and taught them to survive—— Super daddy.