After Zhao Hao left two katana, he gave the remaining katana to Gao Chengjun for him to distribute.
Then, he rushed back to the courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Saya walking into the house with a bowl of mushroom soup.
"Come, drink more. You've troubled yourself, child." Yuriko gently stroked Poison Island's head and looked at her lovingly.
"Oh?" Zhao Hao was surprised when he walked in. Do you know each other?"
"Who doesn't know the daughter of the Poison Island Family?”Xaya rolled his eyes and put the soup on the table. He explained to Zhao Hao,""Our family has a friendship with the Poison Island family. Also, she's a celebrity in school. Last year, he won the first prize in the National Middle School Swordsmanship Competition. How could he not be a celebrity?”
"That's true. Oh right, these two knives are for you.”
She handed the freshly made samurai sword to Poison Island Sako. When she took it, her hands trembled. She waved it a few times before putting it in front of her eyes. Her eyes were on the same line as the sword, and the blade flashed coldly.
"This familiar feeling, this blade…is very suitable for my hand.”
While Poison Island's banshee was praising him, Zhao Hao didn't seem to mind.""It's okay. I'll get you a better saber in the future.”
" This..." The Poison Island Cultivator didn't think that Zhao Hao was bragging. He just felt that Zhao Hao was too powerful. Could he create a better saber? Could it be a demon blade?
Just as Zuko was about to talk to Zhao Hao, Yuriko asked first,""Right, young man, how are your preparations going? According to the scouts in the front, the enemy seems to have learned that we killed the visiting group and is gathering their forces.”
"I've already started doing this. Oh right, how's the recruitment going?”
As soon as she asked the recruit, Yuriko started to frown."" We can't spare too many people. More than ten thousand people need to eat too much in a day. We don't even have enough food. Moreover, the fields have been expanding to a very far place. If the farmers don't come back at night, they might be killed by the monsters.”
This was a problem. There was only so much land. The surrounding area of Fang City had long been planted with potatoes or wheat. It had expanded for three to four kilometers and was surrounded by farmland.
However, it was still too terrifying. Eat, eat, eat. More than 10,000 people consumed 30,000 to 40,000 potatoes a day. Moreover, not everyone was farming. There were still people transporting potatoes or other crops back and forth on the road.
However, Zhao Hao calculated carefully. Even if there were more than three thousand people farming and thousands of people transporting goods, it wouldn't be that bad, right? Why was their efficiency so low?
Frowning, Zhao Hao stood up and said," City Lord, will you accompany me to take a look at the farmland?" Why is the efficiency so low?"
"Oh?" Yuriko's eyes lit up. When Zhao Hao said that, he must have a way.
He let Poison Island's Haruko recuperate in the house while Saya stayed behind to take care of her. Then, he took Yuriko out of the city.
Yuriko, who had just walked out, saw Gao Chengjun and the other samurai holding their new katana. She looked at Zhao Hao and asked,""You did it again?"
"Although I want to be humble, I made this samurai sword.”
Yuriko's smile bloomed on her face. When no one was looking, she hugged Zhao Hao and said,""I really picked up a treasure. With you around, Fang Cheng will definitely be fine.”
"I told you to leave it to me."
Yuriko, who was lying on his back, kissed him lightly. Her face was full of joy. She was already in her thirties, but she looked like a young girl who was in love.
When Gao Chengjun walked over, Yuriko immediately got off Zhao Hao's body before she was discovered. She pretended that nothing had happened and acted like a mature leader.
"Patriarch, where are you going?”Gao Chengjun looked at the two of them curiously.
"I'm going to inspect the farmland with the youngster.”
"Understood. I'll immediately instruct the personal guards to clear the way for you.”Gao Chengjun waved his hand and led a group of warriors in front.
The warriors would occasionally turn their heads to look at Zhao Hao with gratitude.
Now, they could walk on the streets with brand new samurai swords. They were not used to holding iron swords.
As they walked on the street, many citizens bowed to Yuriko. Zhao Hao, who was walking among them, was looking at the brand new streets of Fang City.
The roads were no longer the dirt roads of the past. They were all made of stone bricks that had been burned with paper. The houses had basically become more presentable. Compared to the slums they had come to, they were already many times better.
At the very least, it didn't look like a f * cking thing!
After walking out of the city gate, Zhao Hao led the way into the fields. To be honest, he hadn't noticed it before, but today was the first time he was in the field.
But when he walked into the field, Zhao Hao was instantly blinded!
What the hell was this!
One row of potatoes, one drain, and then another row of potatoes.
Seeing this, Zhao Hao finally understood why they were so inefficient! Planting crops on both sides of the river seemed very formal. It mimicked the small farmland of the aborigines, but it wasted a lot of space!
Since the rivers in this world were flowing and not stagnant water, farmers who did not have iron buckets at the beginning relied on digging rivers and guiding water into the fields to farm.
However, they had already entered the Iron Age and had iron buckets. It was too LOW to rely on digging rivers to divert water!
Zhao Hao shook his head when he saw this.
"What's wrong? Did you plant the wrong one?" Yuriko saw Zhao Hao shaking his head and couldn't help but ask.
"Farming like this is a waste of land.”
"Oh?"
"There are rules in this world. A square of dead water can moisten the earth cube four meters away in any direction. In other words, it would expand from a central point to both sides, with a diameter of nine meters! 9 x 9 meters, removing a waterhole, 80 squares could be planted with crops!”
Hearing Zhao Hao's words, the others felt incredulous. A farmer stood up and said,"Brother, I've been farming for so long, but I've never heard of a waterhole that can feed 80 units of crops!”
"You don't believe me?"
The farmer shook his head like a rattle-drum."I definitely don't believe it."
"How dare you!" A samurai beside him pulled out his sword and roared. You actually dare to contradict my lord!"
"Wait, I can prove it to you. There's no need to use force.”
Zhao Hao waved his hand to stop the impulsive warrior. Then, he found an empty space, dug a hole in the middle, poured water, and started hoeing according to the 9x9 format.
At first, the farmer didn't believe it, but when he saw the soil gradually absorb water and become moist, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
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