Fourteen days!

Time flies very quickly, but in just a blink of an eye, fourteen days have passed. In the past fourteen days, Li Cunbai found that there were more and more people here. Of course, this is also because there are more and more refugees coming from all over the country.

However, there is nothing to do with him with many people. Today is the day when he is leaving the camp here.

"Dad, are we leaving now?"

"Um."

"But, there is food here, why should I leave?"

Although it was porridge, it was also a kind of rice. The porridge at night was slightly thicker and there were dozens of peas in it.

Alas, my father, I don’t want to leave either!

Li Cunbai sighed in his heart, then silently packed up his things, and just as they were waiting to go out, another clerk came over and said to them.

"After you go out, don't throw away the identity paper. Remember to stamp the place when you get it, and then sign it to the next place. As long as you arrive on time, you can eat in the government's porridge shed. The government does not set up other porridge sheds. If there is no identity paper and you are caught by the township soldiers, you will definitely be beheaded as a bandit..."

Another straightforward threat made Li Cunbai, like all the refugees who left the camp today, hold on to the paper tightly, for fear of throwing it away.

This piece of paper is life!

After leaving the camp and walking for a long time, Li Cunbai and the others finally felt the importance of the paper. They met the first time they met the village soldiers in the town. The river ditch beside the town, and there were several corpses with separate bodies. They looked like they were dissatisfied, but they were cut down.

Even when facing them, the village soldiers checked the certificate before allowing them to leave. Of course, they did not forget to remind them to keep the paper. When Li Cunbai and the others were secretly glad, they did not know that as early as the end of last year, at the request of the prince, they used the baojia system to be implemented in Shandong under the pretext of resisting the enemy.

At the beginning, Shandong's Baojia system was no different from the "baojia system" in the Ming Dynasty. The core was nothing more than the joint security households in Baojia, which implemented joint security. In addition, the village soldiers and civilians were strong. However, before Zhu Guoqiang left Shandong, in order to quickly popularize the premature peas, he began to learn from the Baojia system before and after the War of Resistance against Japan three hundred years later, and turned the Baojia system into a grassroots organization. The security chief was appointed by the county government. The basic work within it was to implement "management, education, raising, and safe". "Management" included checking household registration, checking knives, and implementing joint security, etc. "Teaching" included promoting peas, training for strong men, etc. "Maintenance" included setting up local township soldiers, implementing patrols, and alerts. In addition to "maintenance", everything else has been implemented for several months. It is precisely because of this that Shandong is not as traitors as in history, and even large gangs disappeared.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is probably because the people have a meal to eat premature peas that were forcibly promoted at the beginning of the year, which has indeed become the food for the people to live.

Even outsiders like Li Cunbai and others found that although the fields were also suffering from drought, the people of Shandong not only did not become refugees due to the drought, but were full of hope. When they beg for food, they would also serve them a spoonful of pea rice.

"Hey, thanks to the prince, who is thinking about the people, if it weren't for planting a few acres of peas at the beginning of the year, everyone would have starved to death..."

Peas, the seemingly inconspicuous peas have saved countless lives, and of course, they don’t know how much reputation they have accumulated for Prince Defan. The drought that lasted for several months, the sorghum planted and the grains of millet were not harvested, making people feel more and more that these peas are precious, which is life-saving food!

Especially when more and more refugees poured into Shandong from all over the place, facing the miserable situation of refugees, the people became more and more grateful to Prince Defan, and the refugees were also grateful to Prince De. In addition to being grateful, they also sighed why there was no such a wise king there.

Fame will always be accumulated inadvertently.

Even through word-of-mouth transmission by refugees, the reputation spreads everywhere.

"The well has been dug, the well has been suppressed..."

When Li Cunbai was like others, feeling grateful for Prince De's kindness in his heart, as soon as he arrived at a village, he listened to the children running and shouting at the entrance of the village, as if he was celebrating the festival. The tiger head who was following his father looked curious and followed him.

"Pressure well? What is that?"

He surrounded his son and passed by. Through the crowd, Li Cunbai saw several craftsmen digging a hole on the ground, as if pouring two buckets of water into the hole.

"See, you must have soaked the soil first. When the soil becomes soft, you can dig the well."

As the people said and said, the craftsmen then raised their iron rods and hit them down with force.

"This, can you dig a well in this way?"

Li Cunbai, who had opened his eyes wide and walked through the well, was stunned.

"This, can you dig a well in this way? What's the use of this well?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the well sent by the prince!"

When Li Cunbai said that it was a well sent by the prince, he suddenly became mute. There would be any doubts there, who is the prince?

The prince is a god descending to earth!

Even if everyone can’t understand it, it’s okay!

The things given by the prince must be no different!

Just like a pea, it is the treasure of millions of living people!

Even though they have been dug from ancient times to the present, they have been dug out of the wells by shovels. Even if they know that they cannot "hit" the iron rod out of the wells, it will not prevent them from believing and unconditionally believing in the prince.

"His sister-in-law, do you think the well that the prince's prince can make people dig, and will the water be touched by the fairy spirit?"

"Yes, that's right, I think maybe it's not right!"

"You haven't heard anyone say that Laojun's brick is ground into powder, but it can be used as medicine..."

"That's right, I heard that the young lady of the Sun family got sick last time, she cured her illness by eating "Laojun brick" powder."

Listening to the words of you and me around, Li Cunbai couldn't calm down for a moment.

Laojun brick!

Brick powder is used as medicine.

There are millions of peas in the living people,

Such a good prince, why are there only Shandong people taking turns? Why are there not in their hometown?

And this well!

Can this well really make water come out?

It seems that everyone doesn’t doubt it, and some people say that the iron wells in Wangjiazhuang are all out of water.

Seeing everyone digging the well, Li Cunbai suddenly had an idea in his mind, if the prince was the emperor, wouldn’t the people in the world enjoy the blessing?

"Look, it's out of water, out of water!"

"Look at this water, it's yellow..."

"What do you know? This water must have been drawn out from the Huangquan. Haven't you seen that the wells in the village have dried up..."

I don’t know who said it casually, and everyone’s eyes looked at the iron well were filled with awe... The prince actually brought it to everyone, this kindness was so great...

...

While the iron well was promoted in various parts of Shandong, in the prince's palace of Jinan Prince's Mansion, Li Jingyun quietly looked at the newly printed "The Water Pressing Well Method" and asked softly.

"Chen Changshi, how many of these books have been printed?"

"First print 10,000 copies, the princess, and five thousand of them were sent to the capital as you told me. The remaining 5,000 copies will be transported to the provincial governments by merchants, but this will take a while."

Chen Changgeng reported truthfully.

"It doesn't matter. Now scholars from all provinces are taking exams in the capital. Let them know the benefits of this kind of water pressing well and they will definitely buy these books. Do everything possible to send them back to their hometown, and millions of people will definitely benefit from it."

At present, the prince is not in Jinan, and everything in Jinan is Li Jingyun alone. Although this kind of water-pressing iron well was invented by the prince, its promotion was carried out by Li Jingyun alone. In the past period, she has been coordinating the government to promote this water-pressing well in Shandong.

However, relying on the current factory production capacity to only meet the supply of Shandong, it is not enough. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty is so big that other places need such wells to resist drought.

what to do?

After thinking for a long time, Li Jingyun finally decided to write this method of casting a pressurized well and drilling well into a book, and then spread it out and let it be made by various places on their own, so that it can always save more people.

Chen Changgeng said.
Chapter completed!