Traveling through time and becoming a death row prisoner in the late Northern Song Dynasty, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, the ghost-headed knife was already placed on his neck.
The charge of "collaborating with bandits" was forged. The knife is real. At three quarters of noon, everyone's head fell to the ground.
At the critical moment, the three thousand stones of military rations sent by the transshipment went moldy at the dock, and no one in the county could save them. Ye Feng raised his head under the knife and said something that stunned everyone:
"There are three levels of mildew. Give me three days and I'll pay you two thousand stones."
Three days later, 2,400 shi of military rations were rescued. The death penalty is exempted, and the crime is punished with meritorious service. Resettlement location: Yunchuan Village - the poorest and thinnest place in the county, where people can only eat porridge.
The transporter left a message: "Farm the land well and don't cause trouble."
Ye Feng held the road guide, looked at the hardened red soil slope, and smiled. Farming? That's just right.
He has an entire "Encyclopedia of Agricultural Administration" in his head. Improved barrel trucks were used to divert water uphill, composting medicinal mud was used to treat lean soil, and peonies were grafted to pry open the county's commercial roads. The impoverished Yunchuan Village changed its appearance inch by inch in his hands.
When the Jin soldiers went south, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and everyone fled south - the people in Yunchuan Village did not leave. They had food, canals, a wall that could stop the defeated troops, and Mr. Ye, who had saved his life from the execution ground and led them to farm for three years.
The greatest ability in troubled times is not to have unparalleled martial arts skills, but to be able to feed a whole village.
