Ju Zizhou is turning the ground.

According to the drawings he drew, the ironware was cast into a hoe, the wooden handle was cut out, the iron hoe was installed, and the edge was ground. After one hoe, the ironware was saved not only by the previous stoneware, but also with better results.

Of course, the price of this iron hoe is definitely more expensive than that of a stone hoe.

He flipped over the ground and cut off a piece of earthworm. After discovering it, he picked up the earthworm and put it in a small bamboo basket hanging on his back.

The sun is thriving, and the world is like a furnace.

Ju Zizhou had been flipping through the morning and felt a little tired, so he went to the office of the Farmers Association and bought a glass of ice water to drink.

At noon, after a little lunch, I found a cool place to rest nearby.

When Ying Zheng arrived, he did not find Ju Zizhou.

He walked around the farmer association and asked people to go to the fields cultivated by Juzizhou to see that the soil was newly turned, but people didn't know where to go.

Ying Zheng sat in the peasant association with some boredom, with guards on all sides surrounding the screen.

Some managers of the Farmers Association knew that he was the prince's subordinate, and they all wanted to come and pay their respects and thank them.

Not far from last year's flood, everyone has not forgotten this big thing that changes his destiny.

They were full of gratitude for the prince's throne who saved them.

In the past, I just remembered silently in my heart that I have seen it now. Although I can’t do anything for Ying Zheng, they all want to worship.

At this time, a husband walked into the lobby of the Farmers' Association Office. He was fanning the grass in the collar of his clothes, shaking his sweat beads on his body. Suddenly, he saw Ying Zheng sitting there calmly. The husband had a moment of confused memories, and then screamed: "It's His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness Prince Zheng!"

He shouted like this and rushed forward with joy.

He had met Ying Zheng, and it was time for disaster relief. He stood up to the front and witnessed Ying Zheng's appearance. Although Ying Zheng has grown a little taller now, the basic framework of appearance is there. With that dress of brocade clothes, the husband immediately recognized Ying Zheng's identity.

Then there was a scream.

He rushed forward alone, and his screams drove more people to rush forward.

The guards wanted to stop him, but as soon as they walked forward, they saw the husband who was rushing over knelt down not far from Ying Zheng, and saluted Ying Zheng in a provocative manner.

People at the bottom do not understand etiquette, and their highest etiquette is to prostrate themselves.

Ying Zheng frowned at the person kneeling in front of him.

Behind this kneeling person were one kneeling person after another.

Ying Zheng frowned deeply.

A thought suddenly emerged: Who do people like this dare to fight against? Can they also carry the eternal life of me and my senior brother?

When this idea emerged, Ying Zheng recalled Ju Zizhou again and the silhouette he saw vaguely on Ju Zizhou.

But the method is impossible to be wrong!

It is indeed someone who can live forever with this... and he lives in a super talent like his senior brother!

Moreover, my senior brother’s thoughts are indeed accepted and absorbed by me... I can even use this to break the barriers that my senior brother set for me...

Can they...will I, Ying Zheng, be worse than them?

Thinking of this festival, Ying Zheng was suddenly shocked, stood up and said, "Stand up!"

His voice was not high, but the peasant association listened to his words. At his order, the husband who was close to him heard it. Then the husband stood up spontaneously and declared to the people kneeling behind him: "The prince Zheng has an order: stand up!"

So after about thirty or fifty breaths, everyone stood up.

Ying Zheng looked up slightly and looked at the people who were bent.

Those eyes full of sincerity, joy and gratitude.

These pairs of eyes are full of emotions, as if they are not domestic dogs, but living people.

Ying Zheng and most of them have only met several times.

However, Ying Zheng really changed their destiny, even saved them and changed their lives.

Few people who save themselves from the quagmire will be unhappy.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Prince..."

"Your Highness has grown taller..."

"I'm pretty again. I don't know which one will be cheaper in the future..."

They speak clumsyly, and although they are respectful, they are inevitably speechless.

They were considering Ying Zheng, but they had no knowledge and were not thought well...

them……

Ying Zheng took a deep breath.

This is his foundation.

It is the beginning of him grasping all the productivity in this world!

"Go and do it all, see what I do? Can I teach you enough food?" Ying Zheng said: "You still don't go to feed the cows quickly? Have you been watered in the fields? Have you paid the forage tax this year? Have you collected the firewood tax? Have you eaten your children at home?

A series of questions quickly knocked everyone away.

Several managers of the Farmers' Association were timid and did not dare to come forward.

Ying Zheng walked over and asked, "Have you found my senior brother?"

"Report to Your Highness..." Ning said: "The noble man you sent here, he has to have a lunch after finishing his work in the morning and find a place to take a nap in the future... As for where to take a nap... we don't know..."

Ying Zheng nodded: "Okay, go."

"Wei." Ning and several managers of the peasant association also left.

The previous tranquility was quickly restored in the lobby.

In addition to several children who were huddled in the corner and stretched out their heads to see.

The guards noticed the children, looked at each other, and turned their eyes away.

Ying Zheng then continued to wait.

After a while, he also found the children and said, "Go and call those children to come over and talk to me."

"Which." The guards took the order and went there, and a few children were caught.

"Too... Your Highness the Prince..." The child was worried, but not much fear. While talking stammered, his big eyes kept staring at Ying Zheng.

They are only seven or eight years old, and they seem to be less than Ying Zheng, but they are more than one level shorter when they stand in front of Ying Zheng.

"Why do you want to peek at me?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Because my father told my mother that it was His Highness the Crown Prince who saved our family and gave us a full meal." Seeing that Ying Zheng was not angry, the child became bolder in his speech.

Ying Zheng smiled: "What? Can you eat enough now?"

"Yeah!" All the children nodded: "You can eat two meals a day! You're so full!"

The children do not participate in specific work, so they do not have extra meals at noon.

"Two meals a day?" Ying Zheng asked: "Dry or thin? Is there any oil or water? Is there any food?"

"Break food is dry rice, porridge is porridge at night, and meat is eaten!" A child answered quickly.

Other children denied it: "No, that's not meat, it's dried fish, dried salted fish!"

"Dried salted fish..." Ying Zheng frowned.

He remembered that when he was following Ju Zizhou to find a job for women... he seemed to have eaten dried salted fish.

The one that is so salty.

"Yes, dried salted fish!" A child said with great utmost importance: "Your Highness the Prince doesn't know! It was the fish that started winter in the beginning of this year. At that time, the king ordered the pickling of dried salted fish!"

"You're talking nonsense!" A child came to sabotage: "It was clearly the dried salted fish that His Royal Highness ordered to catch fish!"

"How could I say nonsense? You must have remembered it wrongly, it was the King of Qin who ordered..."

So the two children quarreled.

Ying Zheng nodded.

Thinking about it, he did order fishing and dried salted fish... But isn't that more than half a year?

Can the fish that were pickled at that time still be eaten?

It feels a bit incredible.

The two children are still quarreling.

When they had a quarrel, they began to greet each other with their mother as the center of the circle and their immediate relatives as the radius.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised.

He watched the two children hugging each other and starting to fight.

——This kind of fight is not even Qin Fa.
To be continued...