Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Chapter 486 Visitors from Lincun

Zhang Shiquan looked at the second crop of rice planted by the villagers in Chen Village. He felt very anxious and hurriedly went to Li Chengqian to talk to him.

"Your Highness, these villagers lack advanced knowledge in agriculture. The rice is either planted too densely or sparsely. In terms of irrigation, they still rely on carrying water."

Li Chengqian's expression became solemn. After all, the problem that must be solved now is the problem of food and clothing. The weather is so hot that food and clothing are not a big problem for the time being, but relying on Baoli Trading Company to provide food and clothing is not a problem after all.

Zhang Shiquan sighed: "That's not all the problem. The bigger problem is that the land that can be planted here is not like the Northland that can be connected into a vast area. There is one area in the east and one in the west, and there is no planned planting at all."

Before Li Chengqian could ask Zhang Shiquan about his solution, there was a commotion over at Zhao Zhe, and Li Siwen took Baiqi over to check it out.

Li Chengqian saw that someone was going to deal with it, so he simply ignored it: "Then how to deal with the dilemma of cultivated land and food in Lingnan now?"

Zhang Shiquan thought for a while: "Create mountains and make terraced fields to meet this year's food supply. Then we can free up our hands to make tidal fields, and planting must be planned. I will also ask for the supply of smaller farming tools. For the time being, I can only so...."

"Da da da!"

Li Chengqian shrank his neck, ignored Zhang Shiquan, and ran directly to the mountain where Zhao Zhe was. Today he was leading people to clear the forest and cut trees to make room for the construction of several large facilities.

The conflict continued to escalate after Li Chengqian arrived. Even though Li Siwen had fired a warning shot, the people on the opposite side were still rushing toward Zhao Zhe's team that was opening the mountain, holding sticks and rusty bamboo knives in their hands with great momentum.

"Tear gas!"

Li Siwen and the Baiqi stood in front of the workers. After throwing tear gas, they took the foldable riot shields from behind and stood in front of them, holding the five or six punches tightly in their hands.

"I recognize Lin Qi from Lincun!"

One of the workers knew the person opposite him and called out his origin and name. Li Chengqian frowned slightly, and Chen Zhixin also rushed over after hearing the gunshot.

Chen Zhixin looked at the leaders who had lost the ability to resist in the smoke of tear gas, and frowned: "Lin Guan?"

Li Siwen saw that it was almost done and waved his hand: "Prisoner, escort!"

Soon, the villagers of Lin Village were disarmed, their hands were cut behind their backs, and the thumbs of the hands were tied together with the newly equipped cable ties.

"Your Highness, a total of two hundred people have been arrested this time. Their left arms are all tied with blue linen. It seems that they are organized."

Li Chengqian pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to look at Chen Zhixin: "You said they are from Lincun. Take them away. Gu will be there in a moment."

"Siwen! Is there anyone with medical skills in Baiqi? Several villagers here are injured."

Fortunately, it was nothing serious, just some flesh wounds. However, the bamboo knives used to cut them were mostly rusty and they needed tetanus. The third sister also helped prepare these medicines in the supplies, so it was not a big problem.

Li Chengqian found Chen Zhixin and saw Chen Zhixin exchanging insults with a mob.

"Stooge! Eagle dog!"

"You know how to be a tiaolan, but you are still a lackey! You are the village chief of Lincun. You are really a blessing after eight lifetimes of cultivation!"

Li Chengqian pointed to the person in front of him and asked Chen Zhixin: "Who is he?"

Chen Zhixin obviously hadn't come out of his angry mood yet, and spat: "The mad dog from Lincun! He doesn't even know anything, he just knows how to fight and kill!"

Lin Guan, who was sitting on the ground with his two thumbs tied, didn't care at all: "Yes, it's not like you, who is a lackey."

Li Chengqian walked up to a child whose hands were tied: "How old are you?"

Although Li Chengqian's dialect was not good, the child could still understand what he was asking and ignored Li Chengqian at all.

Li Chengqian sighed: "Children of your age are probably still in school in Chang'an, alas."

Lin Guan whistled: "You're a hypocrite, are you an idiot again? Oh~, are you the court's eagle dog? Let's go on our way, don't block the way for me to bask in the sun."

Li Siwen came over and said, "Brother, all those weapons have been confiscated. The iron weapons have been kept and the others have been destroyed."

Li Chengqian nodded: "Well done. What time is it? Let's start dinner."

Zhao Nanqing had already moved baskets and basins of food out, and Su Waner also went to help. Unexpectedly, the only thing that could be carried was a half bucket of egg drop soup, which almost spilled when she put it down.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat in the bowl!"

Zhao Zhe led the villagers who had gone up the mountain to clear the forest and rushed down from the mountain. It looked like a mudslide. Everyone was holding a shiny stainless steel basin in their hands.

The two hundred arrested villagers in Lin Village were puzzled by the behavior of the people in Chen Village. Why did the entire village in Chen Village collude with the imperial court? It shouldn’t be!

Today's meals were no longer canned. Spies contacted several nearby students who had studied breeding with him and asked them to send a total of 3,000 pigs and 1,200 beef cattle. Of course, a continuous supply of fodder was also required.

After Zhao Nanqing was named a princess in Chang'an, she went to the back kitchen of Baolilou to learn how to cook from the master chef every day when she had nothing to do, which made up for her lack of knowledge in making snacks.

Of course, the master chefs at Baolilou have also inspired many different things from Zhao Nanqing’s dim sum, which is mutually beneficial and a win-win situation.

"Three pieces of honey-glazed braised pork per person, a lion's head, a poached egg, and a bowl of egg drop soup."

Thousands of people lined up to get food, which stunned the two hundred people in Lin Village. They looked at the villagers in Chen Village who were very satisfied and found a place to sit around and eat while holding their rice bowls, talking and laughing.

Lin Guan stood up from the ground, his hands still tied behind his back, and walked towards Chen Zhixin.

No one paid attention to him along the way, just letting him go as he pleased. Anyway, he could catch him if he couldn't run fast with his hands behind his back.

"I'm hungry."

Chen Zhixin took the steamed buns and dipped them in the gravy and handed them over. Lin Guan glanced sideways at Chen Zhixin: "Can't you see that I, Yi Jia, have no hands?"

Chen Zhixin rolled his eyes and held the steamed bun and handed it to Lin Guan's mouth. Just as Lin Guan opened his mouth, Chen Zhixin stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while feeling weird.

"Are you hungry? Go get it yourself, why should I give you a free meal? I, Chen Zhixin, owe you something?"

Lin Guan angrily hit Chen Zhixin with his head, but Chen Zhixin dodged away in a flash: "I'm an old man, I'm just like fighting and killing, I'm crazy!"

The villagers of Lin Village were basking in the scorching sun and watching the thousands of villagers of Chen Village who had almost finished eating, and all of them made unsatisfied stomach sounds.

Zhao Nanqing looked at the remaining steamed buns in the basket and sighed: "I still like rice, but I don't like steamed buns that much. Let's make less tomorrow."

The people in Lincun looked at the baskets of white steamed buns and swallowed their saliva knowing that they were edible.