"Deputy Commander Yang, please give me everything." Wu Yuansheng smiled again, which made Yang Tianfeng get goosebumps. "Captain Yan is a generous person. Reward is a reward. These two girls are not included. This is the wedding gift given to you by Commander Yan. Please be a maid for the third concubine. When you are fine, it would be great to have sex for a few times!"

It was given for free, well, the words were so beautiful. Yang Tianfeng smiled and expressed his gratitude, and then pretended to be kind and reminded: "Captain Yan, oh, brother, congratulations on your promotion in advance, first call you Commander Yan, and Mr. Wu, then the position of Chief of General Staff is yours. By the way, brother, let's talk about it in his heart. We must also prescribe the right medicine to please the Japanese. Your Excellency Watanabe likes women, but we have a better way, so we don't need to learn from Wang Jinqing."

"What method?" Yan Baocai's eyes lit up, and he grinned, and Hara almost flowed out.

"Your Excellency Watanabe is a soldier, and he is also a Japanese samurai. He advocates Bushido. Do Commander Yan know what it means?" Yang Tianfeng raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously.

"I have heard of it, but I don't know it very well. Please tell me about it in detail." Although Wu Yuansheng tried hard to pretend to be knowledgeable, he is now humbly asking for advice.

"Bushido, how do you say it?" Yang Tianfeng pondered for a moment and said, "It is to value the strong and despise the weak, and look down on the servants very much. There is an old Chinese saying, "What is Xingxing-"

"Give each other a sense of mutual appreciation, recognize heroes and value heroes." Wu Yuansheng turned on the fan as if he suddenly realized the truth and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, that's what it means." Yang Tianfeng clapped his hands and gave Wu Yuansheng a thumbs up in admiration. Wu Yuansheng smiled and became even more contented.

Wu Yuansheng gently shook the folding fan and sighed: "Golden and jade good words, what are the golden and jade good words! I'm here today but I've benefited a lot."

Yan Baocai seemed to understand but didn't dare to show his clumsiness, so he had to grin and smile, as if he had really understood something.

Seeing that all the equipment was transported onto the ship and the people who were traveling by land also crossed the river, Yang Tianfeng said goodbye to Yan and Wu.

Yan Baocai and Wu Yuansheng were happy and sent the two girls to the boat, as if they had taken a big advantage. Until Yang Tianfeng's boat left the shore, the two fools were still waving to him.

Hehe, two ***s! Yang Tianfeng stood at the bow of the boat, sneered, and sat on the bench brought by Hu Zi.

The cool breeze was blowing and the water was rippling. Several boats lined up and down the Wo River. The two sides were filled with rolling waves of wheat. If there was no water, the harvest this year would be really good!

Yang Tianfeng sighed softly. Under the wheel of history, his personal power seemed so weak and powerless. He knew that this fertile plain that was about to be harvested was about to become a country of terrain, but he could not stop it, and even less able to stop it. It was not easy for him to even save the people of a hundred miles in Qulong Town within his ability.

The world is spreading notices, and the world is spreading. Does anyone believe it? How do you know that the Yellow River breaks? Which immortal are you? You can still figure it out!

Not to mention that the people don’t believe it, even those close to them think that something is wrong with their brains. Of course, Yang Tianfeng has a more reasonable statement about persuading the people around him. Although it is not very perfect, it can be regarded as winning the trust of others. As for the people, he is really worried.

Cutting off immature crops in advance is not like killing them. The saying that food is the most important thing for the people is not just a joke. In order to be able to fill your stomach, cowardly people may also become crazy tigers. Look at the peasant uprisings in history, which time has not been related to hunger and fullness in the belly.

Moreover, in history, after the Yellow River broke, many people received news but were reluctant to leave the land and crops that they depended on for survival and stayed at home. They still had a glimmer of luck, hoping that the yellow water would not flow through their villages, or hoping that the village wall could block the flood. But as the water became larger and larger, the earth wall quickly broke through the water and then collapsed. At this time, they wanted to escape again, the flood was too big, let alone food, and even the hope of survival was slim.

Yang Tianfeng frowned and thoughtful, never thinking of any good idea. He looked up at Zheng Laocheng who was holding the artemisia hard. Seeing that he was skillfully and easily walking the boat fast and steadily, he couldn't help but praise: "I am worthy of being the boss of the boat, and I do have a few tricks."

Hehe, Zheng Laocheng laughed twice and said, "It's not okay to eat this bowl of rice in a short while."

"The river is not big this year!" Yang Tianfeng asked casually: "Don't you need oars along the way?"

Zheng Laocheng replied with a smile: "There are eight rivers in the Wohe River, sixteen bends, and three hammer beaches. In previous years, they all have to be paddles. The commander is right. The river water is not big this year, and now it is a dry season. Just use poles. "

"Boss Boss, what was the biggest water of the Wog River in previous years? Did it wash over the embankment and flood the fields?" Yang Tianfeng asked with concern.

Zheng Laocheng pondered for a moment and nodded, "Some, some, heavy rains fell in the 19th year of the Republic of China, and the flood overflowed the embankment, flooding a lot of land and drowned many people!"

Yang Tianfeng nodded and felt heavier. What Zheng Laocheng said about drowning many people was nothing to do with the upcoming incident of Gardenkou bursting and had no comparison at all.

"Young Master, it seems that I won't be able to get water this year." Hu Zi comforted next to him: "If the young master is still worried, why don't we go and invite the immortal Zhang from Baimatan to set up an altar to sacrifice to the gods."

"Shenxian Zhang, is she very powerful?" Yang Tianfeng asked casually.

"The chief doesn't know that Shenxian Zhang is the mortal body of the river god. When the river god is working, it is amazing as soon as the river god comes on his body." Zheng Laocheng said solemnly: "It's just that Shenxian Zhang is going to take action. The cost is not a decimal. When sacrificing the river god, you may also need a boy or a girl or a girl who is only 28 years old."

"Oh, there is also such a saying, do you marry a wife for the River God?" Yang Tianfeng frowned. There was an article about Ximen Bao governing Ye in the primary school textbook. Why did this era still have such ignorant things? It is forgivable to cheat money and eat, but it is unforgivable to harm people's lives by using feudal superstition.

But his mind was not only hating these charlatans who were trying to kill money, but also thinking of other things, and his originally vague ideas gradually became clear.

"Hehe, the river god stays in the water all year round, and I feel so bored!" Hu Zi smiled heartlessly.
Chapter completed!