This Yuan Manzi really has a personality, not to mention the governor's mansion, the next county order has to eat and drink well, and you have to eat and take cards, this is a norm in Daming, anyway, the status of civil officials is higher than that of military attachés, and some small guards even have jokes about being eaten poor, and sergeants being eaten by officials and fleeing with their families.

But this Yuan Chonghuan is good, the pickled fish in the vat, it can indeed be kept fresh, but the taste is definitely not as good as the taste of fresh fish, the first meal was eaten in the barracks, Mao Wenlong was afraid that the hospitality would not be good, and he deliberately replaced the newly hit seafood, who knew that he was actually picked out by him, and he would eat whatever he wanted the sergeants to eat, so that a group of officers had no choice, and he also ate a big pot of rice.

And Mao Jue found that Yuan Manzi actually had his eyes on him in the past two days, on the first day, he watched the drill of the sergeants in Dongjiang Town, and in the afternoon, he went to sea by boat and went to the Xiaoludao Salt Farm, and the next day he went to the roster of money and grain in Dongjiang Town, and in the afternoon, he went to the three surnames and hundreds of households, and personally watched those fishermen move down hundreds of catties of pickled fish, and then store them in the cellar.

For more than a month, the output of this seafood farm has been quite rich, the large barrels from Mao Youde have been used for more than 500 barrels, and the full catch is piled up in the warehouse, exuding a fishy smell.

On the third and fourth days, there was no formal inspection, Mao Jue was still in a daze, and he was called out by the people from the inspector's yamen.

The sea harvest in this era is really much more abundant than that of later generations, the bearing capacity of the China Sea is 8 million tons, but it has exceeded this limit for more than 20 consecutive years, and almost wiped out several seas, Mao Jue remembered the news he had seen, a big yellow croaker weighing four or five catties, rare and sold for tens of thousands.

But now, although the big yellow croaker of this weight is not common, but more than ten nets go down, and there are one or two up, no, just pull up a net, the golden fish head has been stuck on the mesh and fluttered.

"Overseer! Oops! Supervisor, slow down! Let the end come! The end of the world! ”

This fish is big and big, this kind of Cangshan boat trawl net, a net is not to say that it has encircled hundreds of catties, and Yuan Chonghuan who dragged it was a stumbling one, so panicked that the officer surnamed Wu and the sycophant seemed to hurriedly hold his sleeve, and then gritted his teeth and worked hard, not to mention, the one who can play with a big knife may not be a good fisherman, this guy is tired and tired of eating milk has been used, and he has not dragged the net up.

It was the relatives of the huge sea who helped to slip to the side, so as to disperse the strength of the fish, and only then did they get the fish back.

Then the taste is not good, often the rules of the sea, can not take women on the boat, but now the lack of manpower, and can not take care of it, dozens of village women with fish killing knives, directly hit the fresh fish on the spot disemboweled, sprinkled with sea salt inside and out, evenly stacked in the vat.

These people are also ingenious enough, head to tail, and the fish are stacked as neatly as flower petals.

This Yuan Manzi is really like a curious baby, and he watched endlessly with his eyes, anyway, Mao Jue is destined to be a person from Dongjiang Town, and he doesn't want to befriend him as a cowhide king, so he didn't follow the smell here, and hid away from the bow of the boat to look at the scenery.

This bloody atmosphere is really not something ordinary people can bear, pick up the fishing knife and want to follow the comparison a few times, and in the end Yuan Chonghuan also had to flee, but he also slipped to the bow of the boat.

Mao Jue's original plan was to stare at Yuan Chonghuan like a fart in the past few days, once he had a murderous intention, he relied on his short-term explosive firepower, and now he was taken down, but the result was that the target was completely reversed Looking at Yuan Chonghuan's slightly honest black face, Mao Jue was a little aesthetically tired, but he had to smile accordingly, and barely hid the yawn, he squeezed out an extremely ugly smile, and the fake one couldn't hold the water.

"Overseer, drink water!"

"Inspector, I'll try first!"

This surnamed Wu is really a loyal dog, seeing Mao Jue's bamboo tube handed over, he actually wanted to snatch it to test the poison, but unfortunately it was the horse's fart that slapped the horse's leg, and directly shook the bamboo tube over his hand, Yuan Chonghuan actually stared.

"This is Dongjiang Town, the land of the Ming Dynasty, Mao Qian is always the general of the Ming Dynasty, can you still harm me, the supervisor of the Ming Dynasty? Licentious! ”

"But the Overseer!"

"Go down! The governor has a few words to talk to Mr. Mao Qian alone. ”

When this general surnamed Wu went down, his face was resentful like the old vinegar in Shanxi, his teeth were about to be sore, and Mao Jue's heart was also straight, since ancient times, there were many in the army, this product wouldn't be Yuan Chonghuan's male joy, right? This guy lifted a muscular man of more than 100 pounds with one hand, and if he launched a ruthless attack to secretly beat himself, how wronged he would be.

Thinking in his heart, Mao Jue secretly stayed away from Yuan Chonghuan again.

The sun is high and windy on the sea, and after a busy morning, Yuan Chonghuan is really thirsty, so he picked up the bamboo tube and drank the cold boiled water that Mao Jue brought in the morning, but he didn't expect Mao Jue to have this thought, he wiped his mouth, exhaled comfortably, and then looked at the tugboat below with emotion and continued to drag the net to catch fish.

"When the old man was born in the land of fishy compatriots in Guangdong, he also went to the sea to exercise boats for a living when he was young, and after more than 20 years, it is really becoming more and more useless, and he can't even drag this net well, and he is really old."

"The superintendent is born rich and noble, and he should not do this rough work well!"

I really don't understand what this old guy is doing with him, and he is on guard, Mao Jue copes with it casually.

Maybe he heard the prevarication in Mao Jue's words, hehe smiled, Yuan Chonghuan didn't sigh much, but raised his head and looked at the past like the sea, the golden sun left a golden afterglow on the sea, and those fishermen in the flickering waves were like fishing for gold in the sea with a net, and they looked at it for a while, Lao Yuan suddenly pinched his nose and raised his eyebrows.

"What is this?"

A net of fish had just been processed, and several village women accompanied the fish basket and poured all the gills and water into a large wooden box in the cabin.

"This launching garbage, just throw it away, what do you do when you move it to the boat?"

"The smell of this fish is amazing, if it is thrown into the water, it will attract a school of sharks, and now the boat is still small, and it can't compete with a large group of sharks, so it can't fish!"

Holding his fists, Mao Jue still explained carefully, for fear of being caught by this old black man.

"Besides, the land on this Phi Island is too barren, these fish are rich in phosphorus and potassium, and if they go down to the ground, they can also increase the fertility of the land and harvest more grain and vegetables.

Mao Jue's factory is near the processing plant next to the fishery, every day when I go to work and get off work, I can always see them processing fish and unloading, or making feed, or making some organic fertilizer.

"You still know agronomy?"

Yuan Chonghuan was really a little surprised, and asked in a loud voice. The superintendent praised, and Mao Jue hurriedly arched his fist modestly like Brother Zhu Liang in the moonlight treasure box.

"I understand! Just a little bit of it! ”

This time the old guy was silent again, leaning on the railing and nodding, looking up at the edge of the sea and looking at it, and the old man didn't speak for a long time.

What kind of medicine is sold in this Yuan Manzi gourd, how can it be similar to the Chinese in the circle of friends in the later generations, and he will be silenced at every turn. Stuffy behind his back, Mao Jue is not good to go, and it is not right not to go, so he has to hang his head and follow him there, for a while, this Yuan Inspector can be regarded as finished with emotion, but his next sentence made Mao Jue choke to death in one breath.

"Do you think five years can be peaceful?"

Please, this is your old man and Emperor Chongzhen's bragging, dare I say it's not even? When the time comes, before your old man's head falls to the ground, think about the master first, and then pull a cushion back when he dies, why should I come?

But if you want to say that it's flat, who knows if this guy with a knife in his smile can pat you on the shoulder, to see that your bones are wonderful, you are a natural martial arts wizard, and the responsibility of saving the world will be handed over to you! Then find a reason to send you to the Ningyuan front line as a death squad to die.

The officialdom of the Ming Dynasty is treacherous, saying the wrong word or even sitting in the wrong position may kill you, Mao Jue has already heard of it.

In a dilemma, Mao Jue's face was embarrassed, where was the stumbling, and he didn't know whether to answer for a while.

Mao Jue didn't speak, and Yuan Chonghuan was not annoyed, but changed the question, stared into his eyes and asked.

"If you were the commander of Dongjiang Town, how would you run this Dongjiang Town?"

"The handsome of Dongjiang Town is the father of the family, and the last general is just a small thousand households......"

"There is no one else here, only you and the old man, if you were, what would you do?"

This question asked Mao Jue again, to be honest, in this era, Mao Jue's head is full of thoughts about dealing with the old guy in front of him and letting himself survive, as for where to go after rescuing his cheap father Mao Wenlong from under Yuan Chonghuan's hands, he really didn't think too much, let alone take charge of the entire Dongjiang Town.

Not only to answer Yuan Chonghuan, but also for himself, for the future of Dongjiang, he really turned his head and thought for a moment, and then Mao Jue cautiously clenched his fist.

"The last general will first tuntian Joseon!"

"Oh? Don't you want to plough the sea? This! ”

Having seen a lot of young and vigorous young generals with boiling blood, Yuan Chonghuan expected that Mao Jue would pat his chest, recover Liaoshen and destroy Jiannu with higher ambitions than the sky, and also thought that he would hug his fists like an old fritter, and even he threatened to cultivate the sea to be more or less expected, but he really never thought that Mao Jue actually wanted to go to Tuntian, the one thing that this martial artist despised the most and had the least patience to do.

Seeing Yuan Chonghuan stretching out his hand and pointing at the circle of fishing boats, Mao Jue also understood what he meant, but here Mao Jue raised his slap and shook it.

"Overseer, the most basic point of war is to save yourself! Let your soldiers not go hungry, the Dongjiang River hangs alone overseas, although it is protected by the sea, it can still be regarded as an enemy on three sides, once Korea falls, Shandong's aid can not be helped, and my Dongjiang has collapsed without a fight. ”

"And the meaning of Dongjiang Town's existence is to threaten Jiannu in the back, so that it cannot invade North Korea, or attack Guanningjin. In the northern part of North Korea, the outer barrier of Donggang Town was strengthened, and its connection with North Korea was cut off, so that it could not obtain North Korean grain, grass and materials, killing two birds with one stone. ”

"As for the crusade against Jiannu, we will wait for ourselves to become stronger, and then wait for the opportunity to move, otherwise, Salhu and Kaiyuan Tieling will be a lesson from the past!"

Mao Jue is a typical farming stream, and the kind of peaceful environment in later generations also made him not a desperate guy, besides, what virtue Dongjiang Town has, he knows very clearly, and the army like this is going to carry it hard with the Jiannu who almost wiped out the elite of the nine sides of the Ming Empire and the elite of Liaodong, and he still wants to live for two more years!

However, when he said this, Mao Jue stopped abruptly and stopped there.

I don't know when, Yuan Chonghuan's pitch-black face became extremely gloomy