Jiang Yifeng wanted to develop Meishan, and he didn't just talk about it. He also took action and transported a large amount of wood and iron to Meishan.
The main purpose of wood is to build houses. After all, winter is coming soon. Thousands of people cannot live in the open all the time, otherwise many people will freeze to death in one winter.
As for iron tools, they are used for digging coal, cutting tree bark, and chopping bamboo.
Not to mention, these victims worked very efficiently after having enough food. In just two days, they produced tens of thousands of kilograms of mulberry bark and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of bamboo.
If this rate continues, the Su family will have enough papermaking raw materials for a month at most.
When Jiang Yifeng saw the victims working so hard, he couldn't be stingy. He bought hundreds of chickens from the market and more than a dozen sows and boars.
Of course, these livestock are not for the victims to eat, but for them to raise.
"Li Erniu, you have cut 150 kilograms of mulberry bark and dug 1,300 kilograms of coal in the past two days. These three chickens are your reward."
Jiang Yifeng looked at a tall, dark-skinned young man with a simple and honest smile.
Under the envious eyes of all the victims, Li Erniu scratched his head and walked up to Jiang Yifeng and took a chicken cage from the servant of the Su family.
"Don't leave in a hurry!"
Jiang Yifeng grabbed Li Erniu who was about to leave and asked like an interview: "What are you going to do with these three chickens?"
Li Erniu grinned, "Go back and kill it for my mother and Daya to eat. They haven't had meat for a long time."
Compared with other victims, Li Erniu is accompanied by two relatives, one is his mother and the other is his eldest brother's daughter, who is also his niece.
He seemed lucky, but in fact, their family was originally a family of six, but his father, eldest brother, and sister-in-law died of starvation during the escape, leaving only three of the six.
"I know you idiot wants to kill the chickens, but you can't kill these three chickens." Jiang Yifeng said: "These are hens that can lay eggs. As long as you feed them well, they can lay three eggs a day. Chickens lay eggs Eggs, eggs give birth to chickens, and if you eat them, it’s equivalent to losing a chicken farm.”
"My benefactor, but I want to give my mother and Daya something good to replenish themselves?"
Li Erniu was a very filial person, otherwise his mother and Daya would not have made it to Su City alive.
Therefore, even if he knew that these chickens were better kept, he still wanted to kill them to replenish the health of his mother and niece.
Jiang Yifeng was speechless, "These chickens can lay eggs. Just give them the eggs to eat."
Li Erniu suddenly realized, "Yes, I can give them eggs."
"You idiot, hurry up and show off to your mother and Daya!"
Jiang Yifeng smiled and kicked Li Erniu in the butt. Li Erniu ran away happily, arousing the envy of the people around him.
However, no one was jealous, because almost everyone knew that Li Erniu worked really hard.
"Don't be envious. There will be more coming next. Everyone I called will come up."
"Two chickens from Zhao Fugui...two chickens from Zhang Tieniu...two chickens from Chang Wei...one chicken from Laifu..."
The list was very long, with more than two hundred names. It took Jiang Yifeng a long time to read all the names.
These people came up happily and received their rewards excitedly. The smile on everyone's face could not be concealed.
Perhaps to the wealthy people in Sioux City, these rewards are not worth mentioning, but to these disaster victims, even a chicken is particularly precious.
"Those who have received rewards should keep up their efforts, and those who have not received rewards should not be discouraged. There will be rewards in a few days," Jiang Yifeng said.
Hearing this, those victims who had not received rewards secretly made up their minds to work harder and get rewards next time.
"As for these sows!"
Jiang Yifeng thought for a while, looked at the crowd and said: "These pigs are the common property of all of us. Find two people who know how to raise pigs and give them to take care of these pigs. Let's see if the big pigs can give birth to little pigs. Let's make a plan. Come out of the pig farm.”
"My benefactor, I know how to raise pigs."
"I also raise pigs."
"I can do it too……"
As soon as Jiang Yifeng's voice fell, many people stood up and said that they knew how to raise pigs.
Pig raising is a job that does not require high physical strength, so Jiang Yifeng found two thinner people and asked them to take care of the pigs.
If you are lucky, you can start giving birth during the Chinese New Year.
It's a pity that in Dazhou, just like China in previous lives, the native pigs are black pigs, not the kind of white pigs that grow meat quickly.
Although the meat of black pigs is more fragrant, Jiang Yifeng still wants to raise white pigs. After all, there are so many disaster victims, and the speed of meat production is the most important.
After dividing the livestock, Jiang Yifeng returned to Su City.
And as soon as he returned to Su's house, before he could sit down and take a sip of tea, he was pulled into the room by Su Dongchu.
Su Dongchu had a worried look on his face, "Brother-in-law, I'm going to finish. This time I'm really going to finish. There's the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival tonight, but I've only memorized 30% of the poems you asked me to memorize."
Jiang Yifeng didn't care about the Zhongyuan Poetry Society, but Su Yingxue valued it.
In order to keep Su Dongchu in good condition, he took leave for the past two days and asked him to prepare well at home.
However, Su Dongchu had no choice but to ask Jiang Yifeng for help.
Jiang Yifeng naturally wanted to help him, so he wrote some poems of various types to Su Dongchu and asked him to recite them.
Unfortunately, the time was too short.
In addition, Su Dongchu was really not good at reading. He couldn't memorize all the poems in two days. Memorizing 30% of them was already his limit.
"Don't worry, let me think about it."
Jiang Yifeng frowned slightly and said slowly after a long time: "If you really can't remember it, then you can only act."
Su Dongchu asked in confusion: "Brother-in-law, what do you want me to play?"
"Let you play the role of Poet Fairy."
Jiang Yifeng narrowed his eyes, his voice full of excitement.
"But I can't act!"
"It's very easy to play the role of Shixian."
Jiang Yifeng closed his eyes, imagined his own image of Li Bai in his mind, and said: "The Poet Immortal is proud, arrogant, and arrogant. He doesn't take anyone else's poems seriously. He thinks his own poems are the best in the world. Anyone who is dissatisfied will..."
"Just beat up who?"
Jiang Yifeng rolled his eyes at Su Dongchu who interrupted, "You are participating in the Zhongyuan Poetry Competition, not the martial arts competition. Even if others point their fingers at you and scold you, you should not be angry. You must keep smiling. This is called demeanor."
Su Dongchu crossed his arms, "If you ask me, this is cowardice. If anyone dares to scold me, I will beat the shit out of him."
"hehe……"
Jiang Yifeng glanced at Su Dongchu and said: "If you are not afraid that your sister will beat the shit out of you, you'd better treat yourself as a poetry fairy instead of a jungler."
