During this period, due to drought and lack of water, all the wells they dug were exhausted.

But outside Wanmin City, the lord's mansion made a big deal and dug a hundred wells at one time.

It is said to never run out!

Hundreds of thousands of people lined up to get water, and whenever someone got the water...

They were all excited.

Then……

Outside Wanmin City, a rare scene occurred during the drought.

All the people were cheering, and many people even cried with joy.

There have been droughts over the years and countless people have died of thirst.

But this time...

The lord said that the water from Konggongjing is inexhaustible!

So... the people who cried with joy began to pour water on each other outside the Wanmin City.

That's right, it's just splashing water.

Hundreds of thousands of people poured water together, and this scene was very grand.

Especially during the drought period, they cheered from time to time in the scorching sun.

They have suppressed this locust plague and drought for too long.

For a moment, taking advantage of this time, all of them exploded.

This carnival was not until it got dark and the people lined up again to get water and then dispersed.

Up the city tower.

Xu Mu looked at this scene and smiled with relief.

At this point, most of the drought has been overcome.

Next, he looked at Fang Xuanling behind him and said, "How is the matter of water diversion and irrigation?"

After the underground river was dug, on the one hand, Xu Mu dug a hundred wells above the underground river. On the other hand, at the end of the underground river, Xu Mu digs a large artificial lake.

This is used to store water and irrigate at the same time.

Fang Xuanling heard this and bowed: "The lake has been dug and is in the water storage stage. It is expected to be fully charged in three days, and then it can be irrigated with a barrel truck."

Xu Mu was completely relieved.

Walk slowly down the city tower.

After leaving the city, I came to the old locust tree outside the city gate.

This old locust tree is the oldest ancient tree in the deep mountains.

It looks like I'm hundreds of years old, and during the drought, it has already dried up due to lack of water.

But now, new buds have grown.

Obviously, the digging of the underground river has enabled its roots to obtain sufficient moisture.

Fang Xuanling followed Xu Mu closely. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved: "The dry well produces springs, and the old trees sprout new buds. This time, Wanmincheng can survive the locust plague and drought, all depends on the lord's wonderful strategy!"

After hearing this, Xu Mu shook his head.

He just took a direction.

The ones who really control the locust plague were Chao Yuanfang and Sun Simiao, and the ones who control the drought were Kong Xingyue and the military team.

Therefore, after the irrigation matter is handled, he will give the heroes in this disaster a due honor.

...

Three days later.

A large artificial lake was built.

And on top of it, a white net is covered with a layer of white net to block the sun's exposure and prevent the loss of moisture.

At the same time, various irrigation projects were implemented in the fields of the people among the mountains under the command of Fang Xuanling.

Song Bin.

Living on the West Mountain, the closest to Wanmin City.

He is currently the farmer secretary, who was previously responsible for the cultivation of potato experimental fields, and now he is the village chief of Xishan Village.

After hearing the news that it was possible to irrigate, all the villagers on the Xishan Mountain were immediately organized to welcome the trolleys and prepare for irrigation.

"That's great, the crops are saved this time!" Song Bin was very excited.

As the secretary of the farmer, he had a responsibility to guide the people to plant and increase their yields.

This is related to his performance!

If each farmer secretary can achieve the specified output, he will receive a commission.

Originally, during this drought, he was in despair when the crops in the fields became increasingly yellow and the land was dry and cracked.

But unexpectedly, the lord went against the will of heaven and actually... during the drought, water came out!

A dry well produces springs and a new bud of old trees. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Song Bin wouldn't believe it.

For a time, he, the non-staff member of the lord's mansion, became Xu Mu's most loyal believer.

After commanding the entire western mountain to irrigate, Song Bin returned home exhausted.

The first thing I did was to enter the kitchen and drank a sip of cool water.

He lay on the rocking chair at home with his arms open and looked towards the kitchen: "Sanniang, I'm happy today, why don't we kill **?"

Then, a woman in an apron walked out of the kitchen. She looked over thirty years old and had a rough face. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Song Laoer, did you take the wrong medicine today? Why is there an old hen who placed an order at home? Who will lay eggs after killing it?"

Seeing that his wife was angry, Song Bin walked forward with a shameless face and said: "Hehe, don't be angry, can't I beg for this time? As the farmer secretary, as long as I get a commission for this autumn harvest, it will be no less than this number!"

As he said that, Song Bin opened five fingers.

"Fifty-month?"

Song Bin rolled his eyes and corrected: "Five slogans! With the money we saved before, we can move to the city! Haven't you always wanted to live in that kind of cement house? I heard that Mr. Yang is going to build another batch of houses. Next time we start selling, we will buy one!"

The commission Xu Mu set for Secretary Nong was to encourage them to guide the people to plant and increase yields.

So the higher the output...

The more commissions you get.

Under this method, the major agricultural secretaries were very active.

And this drought, Song Bin, who was originally desperate, saw hope all of a sudden because he could irrigate.

"Although there is not much water source, I, Song Lao Er, don't know! I have been farming for generations and are proficient in planting. My lord has taught us many planting tips. Our Xishan output will definitely be the highest this time! Maybe it will be more than five stakes of commission!" Song Bin patted his chest and promised.

The woman was skeptical and walked into the kitchen, carrying a knife, towards the trembling old hen.

After eating and drinking, Song Bin and his wife lay in the open-air courtyard, looking up at the stars in the sky.

Sighing.

"Sanniang, have you ever seen a locust plague without locusts?" Song Bin looked at his wife.

Around his land...

Except for the earliest times, there were a group of locusts, they never encountered them again.

All of this was naturally because Xu Mu began to spray pesticides on the outskirts of Wanmin City.

Sanniang was stunned when she heard this, then she tilted her head and thought for a while, and shook her head.

The locust plagues she remembered came every time, and then drove away, taking away all the crops and food.

It makes them lose all particles.

They had thought of various ways to deal with locusts, use torches, and cloth to cover crops, etc.

But in front of the overwhelming locusts, everything seems pale.

But in Wanmin City, this locust plague is very fantastic...

The locust chewed two leaves and all died.

Afterwards, no trace of locusts was seen again.

Song Bin stood up and looked at his own fields under the night with the glimmer of oil lamps. After being irrigated, the crops on it were already energetic.

No longer like she is dying withered and yellow.

"Have you ever seen a drought that is not short of water?" Then, Song Bin smiled bitterly again and looked at his wife.

Sanniang calmly took a big sip of water and shook her head.

It may be missing a few days ago.
To be continued...