Outside the suburbs of Luoyang.

He Ruozhuang.

Xu Mu and others took a boat all the way, passed several artificial canals built by Lao Yang, and took four days to arrive at the Heruozhuang Ferry.

Back then, a group of talents passed here and went to Wanmincheng to "study".

Xu Mu temporarily settled Liang Ziqiu's mother in Heruozhuang.

So he took Qin Shubao, Wang Xuance and others to investigate the suburbs.

He wanted to see what changes had happened in Henan County in two months under the management of the old house.

There are several villages around Heruozhuang.

Xu Mu randomly chose a village and took Qin Shubao and Wang Xuance to visit him in a private manner.

Along the way, he was also considering what kind of name he should show his presence in front of the terrace.

The plan to create a god in Wanmincheng went smoothly.

Now his prestige is infinitely enhanced in the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people.

It is almost equivalent to a saint descending to earth.

But in the thirty-six prefectures of Henan County, it is much worse.

Only the clerks from Wanmincheng knew him.

"Dear masters in front, be careful not to break the old man's crops!"

As Xu Mu walked, he suddenly saw an old man in his sixties, resisting a hoe, with a very neat body, running towards them quickly.

Seeing this, Wang Zhao stood in front of Xu Mu quietly.

Qin Shubao and others subconsciously stopped the old man carrying a hoe.

Only then did Xu Mu notice that the two people were walking on the road, which were planted with potatoes and wheat.

In addition, there are some other crops.

In the farmland, there are also barrel trucks installed, which can regularly irrigate the farmland.

But as he looked, Xu Mu discovered something...

"Old man, your crops should be ripe, right? Why haven't you harvested them yet?" Xu Mu couldn't help frowning.

These crops are growing very well.

It's a good harvest at first glance.

It can be seen that Fang Xuanling is doing a good job in persuading farmers.

but……

He glanced around and found that the crops in the farmlands outside Luoyang were almost ripe.

But it has not been harvested for a long time.

"This is not acceptable! It is not acceptable!" The dark-skinned old man quickly shook his head and waved his hand.

Xu Mu frowned even more: "It is natural to harvest in autumn and collect in winter, why can't he be able to collect it?"

The old man looked around and laughed, "A few masters saw that they were coming from other places, and they didn't know the situation in our Henan County."

Xu Mu glanced at Wang Xuance and Qin Shubao, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Let's talk."

What he is worried about now is not that Lao Fang is slandering his slander.

But he ignored this matter.

In ancient times, harvesting was a big deal.

Even when fighting, you have to give time to harvest crops, and you have to choose the slack time to fight.

After all, food is the most important thing for the people, and agriculture is the most important thing.

"Since Wang Shichong abdicated, a new Lord's Mansion has been released in Henan County. The Lord's Mansion has a director of the General Affairs Department, called Fang Xuan... Fang and so on." The old man put down his hoe and began to explain: "These seeds and land are all allocated to us by him."

When he mentioned this, the old man grinned and couldn't stop talking for a moment.

Xu Mu nodded.

This was the policy he set in Henan County.

The old house spared no effort to execute it.

"Later, Director Fang also equipped us with secretary of agriculture and taught us how to use new tools. Hehe, have you never seen that tube truck in other places?" As he said that, the old man even showed off.

Xu Mu: “…”

This thing is said to be his work...

"In addition to this, there is another thing that plows the fields very quickly. There is no need for so many cows. The old man can plow ten acres of land alone!"

"And the seeds sent by the lord's mansion are really amazing! The old man was assigned ten acres of land at the beginning. Can you guess how much grain can you collect in these ten acres of land this year?"

Xu Mu didn't say anything.

Wang Xuance, who was not very clear about the high-yield seeds in Wanmincheng, couldn't help but speak: "Ten acres of land can only be at most fifteen stones."

He inferred based on his past experience.

As a result, the old man immediately attracted the contempt of the old man: "You underestimate the Lord's Mansion too much! I heard that the equipment in the Lord's Mansion all came from the sacred mountain, and was taught by the gods! Can the things taught by the gods be bad?"

Immediately afterwards, the old man made two fingers.

Wang Xuance raised his eyebrows and said, "Twenty stones?"

Speaking of which, the yield per mu of two stones is actually considered high.

But this is within a reasonable range.

When the old man heard this, his eyes became even more contempt: "What twenty stones? It's two hundred stones!"

Wang Xuance showed an incredible look, opened his eyes wide and looked at the surrounding farmland.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Xu Mu again.

Xu Mu did not speak, but Qin Shubao analyzed thoughtfully: "Two hundred stones are still a little less, which is far worse than Wanmincheng. However, this is the first time this is trying to persuade farmers, and this number is pretty good."

Wang Xuance's eyelids twitched.

Seeing Qin Shubao's serious analysis expression, he couldn't help swallowing.

Wanmincheng...what kind of place is it?

Now he is extremely curious about this legendary city in the deep mountains and forests.

"Old man, I've said so much, but you haven't said that the food has been ripe for several days, why haven't you harvested it yet?" Xu Mu interrupted the old farmer's Versailles and reminded.

The old farmer was about to explain, but saw a group of people coming from afar, and quickly flew, carrying a hoe and running in the opposite direction.

Xu Mu was confused when he saw it.

Turning his head and looking at the group of people wearing quintessential costumes, he couldn't help frowning.

This old farmer... is so afraid of these little officials?

The group of minor officials noticed Xu Mu and others and walked over quickly.

"Where are you from? What are you doing in farming in the farmland? Report your household registration and name." The head clerk stared at their group of people with swords and couldn't help but question them.

Wang Zhao's brows sank.

As Xu Mu's personal guard, this is the first time he has seen someone dare to speak to his lord like this.

He was about to explode when Xu Mu stopped him.

Xu Mu said consciously: "Jingzhao County, a native of Chang'an, has two family members, his surname is Li, and he has not yet taken the name, and his name is Shimin."

The little official took out paper and pen from his sleeve, and skillfully recorded the name Xu Mu reported. As he remembered it, he found something was wrong...

"Why do you have the same name as Li Shimin?"

Li Shimin's incident was already known by a manifesto baptism.

"That's not a good thing, there is no good ending. I would like to advise you to change your name as soon as possible." Then, the little official kindly reminded him.

Xu Mu: “…”

He didn't expect that this little official dressed up as a man was so enthusiastic.

When he saw the old farmer's appearance just now, he was actually a little angry.

I was afraid that something happened to Xiaoye Yuzhu Village.

After all, the magistrate who destroyed the family and the county magistrate who destroyed the family.

This is the case, the old house cannot be blamed.

But after seeing this little official simply asking and recording his name, he no longer made things difficult for him...

Xu Mu paused and couldn't help asking: "I just came back from Chang'an and saw a bumper harvest of farmland everywhere, but for some reason I didn't rush to harvest it?"
To be continued...