Chapter 360 The strangeness of the third brother
Feng Jiuyou and Jiang Huai just got together for a while, and went their separate ways the next day. After all, one is a prince and the other is the island owner, and Jiuyou City has another Just settled down.
There are still many things to be busy with, and it is impossible to be together all day long. It is very rare to find time to meet each other this time.
Feng Jiuyou returned to the pier of Jiuyou Island and saw Feng Chenyi coming towards this direction in a hurry. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"Third brother, why are you here? Everything is done."
"Not yet, how can it be so fast? I'm just coming back to get some things and I'll be leaving soon."
Feng Chenyi said with a smile, his eyes still a little wandering.
The third brother was hiding something from her. He glanced at what he was holding, and when he thought of the rumors he had heard before, Feng Jiuyou's eyes flashed.
"Come back early after handling the matter. I still have something I need your help with."
"Okay, then I'll leave first."
Feng Chenyi said something, jumped on the boat and left.
Early the next morning, Feng Jiuyou went to the granary.
"Brother, how many sweet potatoes have been harvested?"
"Little sister, you are here."
What is Feng Chenjue registering with a pen and paper? Hearing Feng Jiuyou's voice, she raised her head to look at him, then lowered her head to write some calculations.
"Wait for me. It will be ready soon."
"Okay."
Feng Jiuyou responded, and then walked towards the granaries. These granaries were specially called by Feng Jiuyou. It was built by people, and she added something special.
So this granary has good sealing, heat insulation, moisture-proof and heatstroke prevention properties.
Looking at the grain in the granary, Feng Jiuyou felt a little relieved. As long as he survived this year, there would be a lot of manpower to open up wasteland and plant rice and sweet potatoes next spring.
In this ancient time, what was most indispensable was wasteland and mountains and forests. She had asked people to check Jiuyou City and its surroundings. She had already asked people to find islands or forests that could be reclaimed for planting.
They are all left, and they can be used to resettle refugees. Moreover, the weather in the south is still very warm in October. As long as the houses are built before winter comes.
Those refugees will have a place to live, and with the food she distributed, as long as they save some money, this winter will not be difficult.
At least I won’t freeze to death and starve to death...
But if there are some people who want to commit suicide, there is no other way.
"Little sister, these two granaries contain the tax revenue that has just been collected."
Feng Chenjue pointed at a huge granary and said.
“We paid for the remaining granaries and bought them from the villagers.” Feng Chenyi said happily.
He never thought that one day the grain that passed through his hands would reach tens of millions of kilograms.
The grain in these granaries amounts to tens of millions of kilograms, not including the hybrid rice they had stored before.
Feng Chenjue looked at Feng Jiuyou with burning eyes.
And all this is because of his little sister. When they were still in Sheungshui Village, the sweet potato yield was less than 500 kilograms per mu, and the rice yield was less than 300 kilograms per mu. I'm so busy that I can't even eat enough.
Feng Chenjue almost fainted when he thought of the yields reported by the villagers a few days ago.
Although I had heard from my little sister before that the yield of sweet potatoes per mu would be more than 1,000 kilograms, I never imagined that it would be more than 2,300 kilograms.
This is unthinkable.
It is said that when this output came out, many villagers fainted due to excitement. Fortunately, no one died.
With such a high grain output, will people in the world still starve to death? Those invaders who have no food will stop fighting when they have food.
(End of this chapter)