Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 24 Autumn Harvest
Zhu Yan's attention was not on Xuehua Cake at all.

In his opinion, even if a small dessert shop makes money, how much can it make.

He is such a dignified prince, but he still lacks this little money?

The reason why he was willing to help was, on the one hand, for Wang Yuemin, and on the other hand, to befriend Yang Xian.

For him, the asphalt road he had seen before was obviously much more interesting to him than Snowflake Crispy.

He was already interested in these infrastructure projects.

In the original time and space, after becoming a vassal, although Zhu Yan did a series of outrageous things, one thing I have to say is that the city wall he presided over the construction at that time can be said to be the most complete ancient city wall building in China.

However, as a businessman now, he could only ask Yang Xian some indirect questions about asphalt roads.

"I heard from the people that the asphalt road in Yangzhou City was built by Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang is really amazing. He can build the road so smoothly without even a gap." Zhu Yan said.

Yang Xian smiled and replied: "It's everyone's joint effort. I just came up with an idea."

"Mr. Yang is being humble. This asphalt road can be said to be unprecedented. Take the capital city as an example. Although the road is relatively smooth and the bumps can be tolerated, there is one thing. Once the carriage passes by, there will be dust behind it. Just now I I even looked carefully when I was riding in the car, and I couldn’t see any dust at all.”

Zhu Yan said, "And I heard someone say that even if it rains, this road won't be muddy, right?"

Yang Xian nodded. Now that Xuehuasu's business had been settled, he was in a good mood and knew all about Zhu Yan's problems.

"I have people set up channels on both sides of the asphalt road. When it rains, rainwater will flow along the channels on both sides and into the ditches, which can avoid water accumulation on the road as much as possible."

Of course, in Yang Xian's opinion, this cannot be regarded as a drainage system at all.

If we want to build a truly mature sewer system in a city like Yangzhou, it is simply a fantasy based on current technological capabilities.

But even just achieving this step was enough to amaze Zhu Yan.

"I still don't understand, how did Master Yang pave the road with asphalt?" Zhu Yan asked.

Because in Zhu Yan's impression, asphalt is solid.

This road construction is no secret at all, and the people of Yangzhou City have witnessed it with their own eyes.

Yang Xian replied: "After the asphalt is heated and melted to become liquid, it can be paved."

"That's it." Zhu Yan had a look of surprise on his face.

He nodded, feeling that he had grasped the key.

Seeing that it was already getting late, they, a businessman, couldn't continue to bother the prefect of Yizhou, so they had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye.

In the next few days, while Yang Xian asked his pastry chef to rush to make the first batch of snowflake pastries to be delivered, and then directly asked Wang Yuemin and others to bring them back to the capital, he focused all his attention on the autumn harvest work.

This is the top priority.

As for the recipe of snowflake cake, it has never been the focus. Its core competitiveness lies in white sugar.

In this era, only Yang Xian has white sugar, so he is not worried about the snowflake cake recipe being leaked.

These pastry chefs prepared them early in the morning.

Most of them are local masters in Yangzhou, and of course there are also people from nearby state capitals.

In addition to pastry chefs, Yang Xian has a group of people from all walks of life.

The treatment given is much better than other companies, and I don't have to worry about leaving at all.

Now that I have money, I feel great.

Many things need to be planned ahead of time.

Zhu Yan and Wang Yuemin stayed at an inn in the city. Now they had a legitimate reason to stay. You must know that their real purpose of coming to Yangzhou has not been completed yet.

In the past few days, Wang Yuemin would run outside Beicheng when he had nothing to do, and Zhu Yan would also go there often.On the first day they came to Yangzhou, the golden sea of ​​rice they saw was really shocking to them.

Most of the time, Yang Xian was also in the rice fields outside the North City Gate.

Because he also wanted to know what the final product of the improved hybrid rice produced by the system would be like.

You must know that in this era, there was no as developed farming system as in modern times, and we lost a lot from chemical fertilizers alone.

"Master Yang, Master Yang"

After finishing the inspection work, Yang Xian was about to walk back when he suddenly heard several shouts from behind him.

Yang Xian turned his head slightly and saw a group of men, women, old and children rushing over with their families. When they saw Yang Xian, they knelt down and kowtowed violently.

"What are you doing?" When Yang Xian saw this, he reached out to help the old people and children.

But the other party was very determined and refused to get up at all.

Just kowtow to thank you.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Zhu Yan and Wang Yuemin in the distance. They immediately became interested and wanted to go forward to find out what happened, when a voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"This is what Mr. Yang said at the beginning, to build New Yangzhou in the hearts of the people, and he has indeed done it now."

Zhu Yan and his two men turned around when they heard the words. They recognized the speaker as Yangzhou Chief Registrar Lu Mingyi. At this moment, Lu Mingyi was looking at the picture in the distance while touchingly reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

the other side.

"Okay, let's talk about it if we have anything to do." Yang Xian said helplessly.

After the group of people knelt for a while, someone finally raised his head and began to explain the reason.

It turned out that these people were the farmers who had their rice seedlings violently uprooted by Yang Xian. Some of them even resented Yang Xian at that time.

But now everyone only feels grateful to Yang Xian.

Fortunately, Yang Xian did this in the first place.

Otherwise they will regret it to death.

You must know that the yield per acre of new rice has reached a full 1500 kilograms! ! !
Farmers like them, who have been dealing with farmland all their lives, know exactly what 1500 kilograms represents.

In previous years, even in good years, their rice yield per mu was only 300 kilograms at most.

Now it has doubled five times!
It is precisely because of this that they feel more and more guilty and feel that they are not human.

Yang Xian had long forgotten such a trivial matter.

To Yang Xian, it was a small matter, but to them it was a matter of life and death, especially the people of Yangzhou who had just experienced fleeing famine.

Let alone 1200 kilograms of extra grain per acre of land, even 12 kilograms more can save many more people.

When they were fleeing famine, many people even ate human vegetables just for a bite to eat.

This group of people organized spontaneously and took the whole family to kneel in front of Yang Xian.

Express your gratitude.

In their hearts, Yang Xian is the reborn parent.

Zhu Yan and Wang Yuemin, who were walking over from a distance, happened to hear farmers reporting their rice fields' yield per mu to Yang Xian.

They suspect that something is wrong with their ears.

(End of this chapter)