Three days later.
Lu Bu and Guo Fu returned with good news.
It didn't cause much of a stir in Guzang, and only sent a battle report to Luoyang.
The fall of Cheshi.
No one was surprised.
It was a small place to begin with. The general had been killed, and the others were just clay chickens and pottery dogs.
However…
The news of the destruction of the Cheshi Kingdom.
However, it caused a storm in the Western Regions, causing the hearts of the various countries to panic.
At the same time, the emissary of Beiliang also started to leave the Jade Gate and persuade the other countries to remove their names and move into Beiliang as citizens.
It was late autumn.
The weather in Beiliang started to turn cold.
The honeycomb briquettes and stoves that Yan Chuan made had already been sold in the four counties. He had even organized caravans to sell them in Western Liang.
Mid-September.
Countless people gathered in the fertile fields outside Guzang City.
Lu Bu was dressed in plain clothes and carrying a hoe that weighed several jin. He felt uneasy.
"General Lu, are you feeling uncomfortable being surrounded by the people?" Guo Fu asked with a puzzled expression.”
Lu Bu waved his hoe and sighed,""It's just that this hoe isn't heavy enough. I don't feel safe holding it. If it weighed 70 to 80 pounds, I should be able to kill a few Hu Er. I really don't have much experience digging!”
"Haha!"
Guo Fu laughed and said," When we were in Yumen, we had to farm and eat by ourselves. We didn't dare to trust the people of Dunhuang. There were many people from the Western Regions among them. There was once a fellow countryman who went to the people's house to drink water, but he was attacked from behind by those people from the Western Regions. The scar on Zhu Laowu's head was left at that time!”
"That scary?" Lu Bu raised his eyebrows.”
"Yes, I am!"
Guo Fu's eyes reddened." I can't believe it at all. Otherwise, why would we not be able to replenish our forces? When the five thousand elite soldiers entered the Jade Gate, did you think they all died in battle? In fact, many people had died on the way to the various countries in the Western Regions!”
Lu Bu's lips trembled as he asked,"How did you guys survive?!"”
Guo Fu said bitterly," In the past, there was the old general supporting us. Later, there was the Yan generals. The two generations of Yan generals allowed us to see hope for survival!”
"Yan Jiang!"
Lu Bu turned to look at Yan Chuan, who was chatting happily with the elders.
It seemed that after entering Northern Liang, he had never seen Yan Chuan who fought bravely.
On the bank of fertile fields.
Yan Chuan stepped into the field with a sword on his shoulder.
Behind him, there were many commoners. Even Xun You and Du Xi had rushed over from Jiuquan and Zhangye just to see the land producing tens of stones of grain per mu. They had never heard of this before.
Xun Yu pointed to a piece of fertile land and said," General Yan, this is the first batch of potatoes we planted. The wooden sign here records the date!"”
"Pinch him!"
Yan Chuan rolled up his sleeves and swung his hoe.
The ground churned, and a bunch of saplings with six to seven fist-sized potatoes came out.
"Hiss!"
Xun Yu squatted on the ground and picked up a potato. He said in horror,""It's really grown. Moreover, each plant has six to seven potatoes, which are bigger than a fist. One potato can feed the commoners!”
"Divine item!"
"This is something from the heavens!"
An old man picked up a potato and took a bite.
Xun Yu's expression changed." You can't eat this raw. You have to cook it or steam it!" he said.”
"Bah!"
"Bah!"
The old man spat out a mouthful of yellow soil and smiled embarrassedly."These potatoes are not delicious either. So they have to be cooked. This old man was rash.”
Yan Chuan smiled." Fengxian, you guys dig first. I'll go dig a few sweet potatoes and break a few corn cobs!"”
"Here!"
Lu Bu replied.
Seeing how large the potato production was.
He had long since been unable to suppress the Roaring Tiger power in his body, and he was swinging his hoe even more happily than Guo Fu, a general who specialized in farming.
In this era, due to the Little Ice Age, natural and man-made disasters continued.
Let alone eating their fill, the commoners would not even be able to chew on the tree bark if they ran slowly. With such abundant food, who would not dare to wave their hoes faster!
"Bah!"
Jia Xu spat and began to dig the ground with his hoe.
Three months ago, he had been apprehensive and unsuspecting about farming. Today, he was happily digging for food.
"Hurry up and help!"
The people of Guzang flocked there.
Every household carried hoes and bamboo baskets as they joined the battlefield.
"This!"
The people from Western Liang were at a loss.
They wanted to help with the potatoes, but they didn't have any tools.
Previously, the people of Beiliang had spread the news that a grain yield of tens of dan per mu was about to be cooked and they were asked to come over to help. They were all filled with suspicion, but who knew that it was true.
"Break that!"
"That doesn't need a hoe!"
Suddenly, someone pointed at the cornfield where Yan Chuan was and shouted.
In an instant, hundreds of people, close to a thousand people, swarmed into the corn field. They tore off the corn cobs with all their might when they saw them.
Yan Chuan saw a commoner rush into the fertile field on the right and shouted,"Fellow villager, the corn over there isn't ripe yet. That corn will take a few days to ripen. If you break it now, it will be a waste of food!”
"Hey!"
The fellow villager left the cornfield and said with a red face,""I was too impulsive, too impulsive. I've never seen such an astonishing divine item produced per mu. For a moment, I felt a little dizzy.”
"Come here!"
Yan Chuan's eyes sparkled.
It seemed that tens of thousands of people had migrated from Western Liang.
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