Hedong, Anyi.
The busy days of farming have put smiles on the faces of farmers throughout Hedong.
It was already past June, and a large number of crops were in harvest season, among which the winter wheat planted last year was one of them.
This is also a critical moment to test the authenticity of Wei Cheng’s high-yielding crops.
Fortunately, the result did not disappoint everyone, or even exceeded it.
After all, it is the first season, so fertilizing the land and patiently caring for it all play a key role.
The average yield per mu is eight hundred kilograms. This data is simply unbelievable in this era. One stone of a Han ruler is about thirty kilograms. In other words, the wheat seeds provided by Wei Cheng have a yield of up to thirty kilograms per mu.
This is nearly three times the yield in the past years when the yield per mu was ten stones.
After all, one acre of land could support one person, but now it can support three people. This is a big deal.
Outside Anyi County.
A large number of people from aristocratic families gathered here. Old Master Xie even went to the fields to harvest wheat himself, with a friendly smile on his wrinkled face.
Farmers were attentive to the side, helping to move the harvested wheat from time to time and weighing the statistics.
In another field, Wei Cheng was also harvesting wheat, but his movements were a bit unfamiliar and not as skillful as Old Man Xie's.
"Hahaha, Cheng'er, you are definitely going to lose today. If you come back with ten bottles of Moutai, you can't default on it." Mr. Xie laughed.
Wei Cheng straightened up unhurriedly, looked back at the piles of wheat behind Mr. Xie, and said with a wry smile: "Mr.
At this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Wei Cheng could not continue the competition willfully. He was worried that something would happen to Old Master Xie, which would be troublesome.
Old lady Xie smiled heartily, handed the sickle to the farmer aside, took the towel and wiped the sweat from her face, shook her head and sighed: "Old man, if I were twenty or thirty years younger, I could harvest seven or eight acres of land by myself. ."
Wei Cheng also arrived at the field. After washing himself, he responded with a smile: "You are not bad now. It has only been half an hour and you have already harvested one acre of land. There is no problem with seven or eight acres in one day."
Old Master Xie knew that he was trying to comfort himself, so he smiled and did not show off. His body and bones knew that half an hour of hard work was already the limit.
Next to them, Wei Min and Tian Feng were counting the data. After coming to the conclusion, they both grinned happily.
Needless to say, they were a little worried about planting a new variety of wheat on such a large scale at first. What if the wheat didn't survive, or if it survived and the quality couldn't keep up, what would they do?
Now after an experienced farmer checked, not only the yield per mu was three times that of the past, but the wheat produced was also round and plump, and the two of them felt relieved.
"Yuan Hao, go back and confirm the data with several other farms as soon as possible. If they all have a bumper harvest this time, our grain reserves in Hedong for the next ten years will be worry-free. This season's wheat alone can feed hundreds of thousands of people. Pick up the autumn harvest of rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc.”
Tian Feng bowed his hand and said, "Second Master, don't worry, I have sent people to keep an eye on the farms in various places, and they will be sent back as soon as there is any news."
Wei Min nodded with satisfaction, laughed and walked over with Tian Feng.
Wei Cheng and Mrs. Xie were sitting under the awning chatting. When they saw their second uncle and Tian Feng coming with smiling faces, they knew that the harvest was gratifying.
Old Master Xie asked first, "How is it? I, Xie's Manor, have not disappointed you with this harvest."
This field belongs to the Xie family, and today Grandpa Xie invited several people to come and count the harvest.
Wei Min cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr.
Old Master Xie twirled his beard proudly and laughed. After all, this is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How could there not be a few capable people?
Don't underestimate this 10% output. If calculated based on a village's 10,000 acres, it would be an extra 30,000 shi for no reason.
Moreover, whether it is the Wei family, the Xie family, or other aristocratic families, there is more than one Zhuangzi named to his name.
After laughing, Mr. Xie said seriously: "According to the agreement, I will hand over 30% of the harvest today, which can be regarded as setting an example."
Wei Cheng and the other three looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time they cupped their hands and said, "As expected of Mr. Xie, with you taking the lead, the work of the health office will be much easier to carry out."
Old Master Xie waved his hand nonchalantly, "This is an agreement. Don't worry. If the other aristocratic families have a thorn in their side, or dare to cheat on someone, you will only be held accountable according to the law."
Wei Cheng chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "You shouldn't be so blind, haha."
When Mr. Xie heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked. He thought that he should go to the branch later to avoid someone really violating the taboo.
Looking at Wei Cheng like this, I'm afraid he might be trying to scare the monkeys.
At this time, a steward hurried over and said, "Second Master, everything is ready."
Wei Cheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Xie, let's go. I still need your help as the master of ceremonies today."
Old Master Xie smiled heartily, stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Being respectful is worse than obeying your orders."
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Anyi County.
Xie Hui and other young masters were in the teahouse, listening attentively to the storyteller's account of the war in the north.
What we are talking about today is the battle of Wuyuan County that defeated the 60,000 Hu army a few days ago.
"... Mr. Lu has been at the top of the Dragon and Tiger Rankings for a long time, and his military force is recognized as the best among the Han Dynasty. At that time, he was invincible with a Fangtian painted halberd. He was like no one among the Hu cavalry, and the Fangtian in his hand was invincible. The halberd is one foot and two long and weighs seventy-two kilograms. It would be difficult for ordinary people to carry it, but in General Lu's hands, it can be used like an arm. Wherever it goes, pieces of it are scattered in the wind..."
Xie Hui and others listened attentively, and they kept imagining Lu Bu's heroic appearance when he charged into the enemy formation with one man, one horse and one halberd. Just imagining it made their blood boil.
The teahouse faces a corner of the street.
Lu Ling and her two little maids were also honored to hear this. After all, that man was her biological father. Although the father and daughter rarely communicated with each other on weekdays, the blood bond could not be broken. Seeing so many people praising their father, how could she How can I not be happy?
"...According to statistics from the army, in just five days, General Lu killed as many as one thousand and two hundred and thirty-three enemies on his own, ranking second on the list of meritorious deeds, surpassing the third-placed Longshan Army Zhao The number of captains is more than twice that of the captain. For this reason, the envoy specially gave him the title: Unparalleled God of War, to increase the power of the army. I think General Lu truly deserves the title of God of War, as a man should be!"
Not to mention he is young, but he is a storyteller who is over fifty years old. He always had an impassioned face when he told the story, "Why don't men wear Wu Gou? In ancient times, almost every man had such a dream."
Go into battle to kill the enemy, protect your home and country, this is what a man belongs to!
Bang bang bang~
I don’t know who took the lead in applauding, and a wave of warm applause burst out in the teahouse.
Even there were many more people watching the story than usual. The small platform in front of the storyteller was covered with a thick layer of copper coins and bills.
Xie Hui shouted excitedly: "Old man Zhao, tell me again."
"That's right, tell it again, this time in more detail, focusing on how Mr. Lu killed the enemy."
"Shopkeeper, give Mr. Zhao a pot of Huangshan Maofeng. It's my son's credit."
"Another pot of Junshan Silver Needle is mine."
"Sir, please tell me again. My lady will reward you with ten hot spring villa soup tickets."
"A ticket for the hot spring resort?"
Hearing the little maid's voice, everyone was shocked. The soup tickets of this hot spring resort are extremely precious and cannot be obtained by ordinary people. Only a few wealthy families have the opportunity to get one or two.
Even Xie Hui tried every means to please his sister Xie Yu, and he was lucky enough to go to the hot spring villa in the east of the city. In this way, he showed off for a while.
Ten hot spring villa soup tickets, if sold to those wealthy businessmen in the city who want to curry favor with the Wei family, will definitely fetch a sky-high price.
Because, as long as you go to the hot spring villa to take a bath, you are very likely to be in the same pool with people from the Wei family, or even Wei Cheng. Then there will be an opportunity to chat.
Everyone looked around and saw a tall woman with a heroic appearance sitting in the corner. Next to her were two little maids, although they were young, but they were also stunningly beautiful... It was her!
Xie Hui and others looked at each other, and one of them even lowered his head with guilt.
He once wanted to strike up a conversation with Lu Ling, but was met with disappointment. Lu Ling just said the word "get out", which made him lose the confidence to speak.
"She seems to be General Lu's daughter..."
"I see. No wonder she was able to take out ten soup stamps. I heard that she and Lord Shijun..."
"Shh, be careful, this lady has a bad temper."
Lu Ling raised her eyebrows. People who practice martial arts have good hearing.
Just as he was about to have an attack, he suddenly heard someone on the street shouting: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, the curtain has finally been lifted on the huge stone hall outside the city. Everyone, hurry up and watch the fun."
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West of Anyi City.
A huge stone building about twenty feet high, thirty-six feet long, and seven feet wide came to an end amidst great expectations.
In order to build this megalithic temple, the masons of Satellite City No. 9 spent nearly six months. More than 30,000 craftsmen summoned from various places hollowed out two mountains before finally completing it.
Indispensable for this were the various tools provided by Wei Cheng, such as the thunderbolts used for blasting. If the masons were allowed to directly use chisels to open the mountain, I am afraid that the temple would not be able to be built in seven or eight years.
There were also hundreds of giant trucks used for transportation, which were destroyed before and after. This shows how heavy these huge rocks are.
The reason why this giant building, which looks like the Temple of Balbec, was completed so quickly is that sketches of various sizes were drawn at the beginning of the construction. The craftsmen polished the 'parts' in various places and finally transported them. It's pieced together here.
Such a magnificent building could be completed in just half a year. In addition to consuming a lot of manpower and material resources, an excellent chief engineer was also indispensable behind it.
"Sanzhu, did you really build this?" Several villagers in Haojia Village were shocked and speechless.
Hao Sanzhu smiled stupidly. When he supervised the construction of the watchtowers in Haojia Village, he never thought that one day he would be able to participate in such a huge project.
"Uncle Sanzhu."
"It's the young master, the young master is here."
When the villagers saw Wei Cheng arriving, they all bowed respectfully and greeted him.
Wei Cheng stepped forward and returned the greetings one by one, then looked at Hao Sanzhu, who was blushing and a little excited, and said sincerely: "Uncle Sanzhu, good job."
Facing Hao Sanzhu, who had never read any books, the exaggeration of these three words worked better than anything else.
Hao Sanzhu bowed excitedly. He knew that the opportunity was given to him by Wei Cheng, and when he built this temple, Wei Cheng also gave him a lot of help. In terms of honor, Wei Cheng is actually the real hero. .
However, Wei Cheng was willing to give him this credit, and Hao Sanzhu was also happy in his heart. Being remembered by Wei Cheng was something that many people dreamed of!
"Let's go, everyone, come with me to visit." Wei Cheng waved his hand, "Well, each family can only enter one person. It's not good to be too noisy in such a solemn and sacred place."
Wei Cheng did not expect that within a short time, hundreds of people would follow behind him, the majority of whom were young masters from various aristocratic families.
Wei Cheng looked at Old Master Xie and said, "Mr. Xie, I would like to trouble you to help maintain order."
"It is obligatory."
Old Master Xie knew very well that Wei Cheng respected him so much just to use him to supervise the people of the family. He might not be able to occupy the position of the Third Duke in the future, so he had to perform well this time.
Old lady Xie came forward and quickly selected the first group of people to visit the temple.
Wei Cheng took the lead and motioned for everyone to follow.
"Hey, you're here too?"
Wei Cheng walked to the steps and suddenly saw Lu Ling in the crowd. He smiled and said, "Let's come in and take a look. This is an honor that belongs to your father. There must be someone from the Lu family to witness it."
Lu Ling's pretty face turned red, and she came to Wei Cheng's side in full view of everyone.
There was an uproar in the crowd.
Wei Cheng pretended not to hear and walked into the hall first.
Everyone followed suit, and it was not crowded at all, because the door alone was three feet wide.
And there is no door, the main hall is directly open. After all, everyone will be able to offer incense in the future, so there is no need to close the door.
As soon as they entered the door, everyone was shocked beyond measure by the vast space in front of them.
Before Wei Cheng could speak, someone in the crowd shouted: "That's the stone statue of General Xu!"
"This is Huang Zhong... He can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. What a domineering word!"
"And Brother Yide, yo, this stone statue is so majestic, so loyal and heroic, and its eight-foot-long snake spear captures the soul. What a poem!"
Lu Ling's eyes also lit up and he hurriedly walked to a stone statue.
This stone statue is none other than Lu Bu, who became so famous in Wuyuan County.
Wei Cheng walked to her side with a smile and said, "Why, you haven't lost your father's heroic appearance."
Lu Ling nodded excitedly and said: "Lü Bu among men, the red rabbit among horses, the unparalleled god of war, the powerful barbarian... Did you write this poem?"
Wei Cheng smiled slightly, "This is not a poem, at most it is a jingle."
When Lu Ling heard this, he couldn't help but give him a look. Everyone else was just poetry, how come it was just a jingle when it came to my father?
Wei Cheng smiled awkwardly. Later netizens added a second line to "Lu Bu among men, red rabbit among horses". If you know this, you have to follow me.
"Hahaha, look, my silver carp also has a stone statue!"
The voices of the people in Haojia Village came from behind, including Hua Cun's old father, who had been given permission by Wei Cheng to follow them.
Wei Cheng smiled knowingly at everyone, and then looked at Mr. Xie.
Old Master Xie looked at the six stone statues in the hall, and his heart was filled with excitement and envy. What an honor it was to be able to stand here for the world to worship. If he could do the same, he would be dead. I am willing too.
Mr. Xie looked at them one by one and couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart. He wished he could be fifty years younger and go into battle to kill the enemy.
The unparalleled god of war, Lu Bu.
Blood Hell God of War, Xu Huang.
The mighty God of War, Zhang Fei.
The god of war who shoots the sun, Huang Zhong.
The God of War in Jiaohai, Hua Cun.
The flying general and god of war, Zhao Feng.
These six are all famous generals of the Wei family who have been in the limelight recently. They not only have a great reputation among the people, but are also popular figures in the aristocratic families. I don’t know how many people want to marry their daughters to them.
Under the name, Wei Cheng also wrote a paragraph of background, deeds, and words of praise for each of them.
Especially Zhao Feng, who is in the limelight for a while.
Old Grandpa Xie stood in front of the only stone statue of Zhao Feng that was relatively empty, and read: "The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty was the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people of the long march of thousands of miles have not yet returned, but the flying generals of the Dragon City are still there, and they will not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains... tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk , what a poem!”
Wei Cheng walked aside with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Lao Mi, for the compliment."
Old Master Xie sighed sincerely: "I heard in the early years that you have unparalleled talent and love. When I saw you today, I realized that I missed a huge opportunity. If I had known that I would have had the shamelessness to accept you as my disciple, hahaha."
Wei Cheng returned the gesture and smiled modestly.
At this time, Old Master Xie looked at the other empty stone platforms and said curiously: "I see that there are twelve empty platforms in this war temple. It seems that you have a big plan. You have such a huge honor here. As an incentive, I don’t know how many heroes will go through fire and water for you.”
"Hey, Mr. Xie, please don't say that. Outsiders don't know. Don't you know what I think? This war temple is just a birdcage to restrain them. I will not accept the order of the king, and I will too. We are on guard against such a day, so we put a tight spell on them."
Old Master Xie laughed, admiring Wei Cheng in his heart.
Indeed, with the honor of the Temple of War as a constraint, if these people have other intentions in the future, they will still take into account the world's opinion of them.
Once the image of the heroic and fearless God of War is established, they will have to think carefully about anything they do that is even remotely eccentric. It has to be said that Wei Cheng's skills are absolutely amazing.
It not only gave them the honor, but also inspired more people to risk their lives for him. It was like a spell placed on the heads of these so-called 'gods of war', making them willingly sell themselves to Wei Cheng.
At this moment, Mr. Xie felt that he was really old and his brain could no longer keep up with the thinking of young people.
However, what they didn't expect was that the War Temple's role was more than just that.
You know, ordinary people also need faith. In this war-torn era, the sense of stability this war temple gives to ordinary people is incomparable to food and money.
(End of chapter)
