Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

112 Leader of the Troops

A villager asked loudly, “Village Chief, What’s the matter? You called us here at this time. We haven’t finished the work in the field yet.”

Seeing that everyone had gathered, the village chief cleared his throat and said loudly, “Today, I want to say something very, very important! That is…”

As the village chief spoke from above, Jian Qingqing looked at the expressions of the villagers below and changed from fear to excitement. There was a faint smile on her face.

After the village chief finished speaking, Ming Zhiyan walked over again.

!!

The villagers all made way for him. They knew Ming Zhiyan. He was the county magistrate. He had been to Jian Qingqing’s new house previously. They were all very excited to see the county magistrate again.

Ming Zhiyan stood beside the village chief, he shouted loudly, “I assure you that everything the village chief said is true! High-yield grain is a newly discovered crop. If we succeed in planting it in Jian Village, the people of the world will no longer be hungry! When the time comes, the name of Jian Village will definitely be on the merit list!”

Hearing this, the villagers were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. “County magistrate, don’t worry! We will definitely plant the land well! We will not disgrace Jian Village!”

Ming Zhiyan said, “I hope that you and the people of other villages will keep this matter a secret. It is not appropriate to publicize this matter before it is completed!”

“Yes!”

If this matter was publicized before it was completed, it would invite trouble. Moreover, if it was known by some people with ulterior motives, it would also bring trouble to the Imperial Court.

…

There were still many things to be prepared before the reclamation. Jian Qingqing planned to let the soldiers who came to help dig out a portion of the potatoes that were planted last year, the other portion was used to shred the corn and cut the eyes of the potatoes and sweet potatoes that could germinate.

When Jian Qingqing saw the 200 strong men that Ming Zhiyan sent, she was silent for a moment.

These 200 strong men were all over 1.75 meters tall. Their bodies were full of muscles and their faces were fierce. Even if they wore ordinary clothes, they did not look like ordinary people. Even the hoes and sickles in their hands looked like murder weapons.

She asked quietly, “Are they really here to farm?”

Ming Zhiyan was also silent for a moment before she said, “You can treat them as farmers.”

The leader of the 200 soldiers, Jiang Cheng, said respectfully, “Don’t worry, Miss Jian. We can not only go into battle to kill the enemy, but we can also go into the fields to work! If Miss Jian has anything to do for us, just tell us!”

Before they came, His Majesty had already instructed them to obey Jian Qingqing in everything. In Shifeng County, their leader was Jian Qingqing.

They also knew how important this mission was to the Imperial Court and His Majesty, so they were all very excited to receive this mission.

Okay!

Jian Qingqing brought them to their home. After teaching them how to remove corn and cut sweet potatoes, she took another part of them to dig potatoes in the fields.

There were so many men following behind a petite girl. This group of people received countless gazes from the villagers. Some gossipy aunties wanted to go up and ask Jian Qingqing what was going on. However, they were afraid of the men behind her. They even avoided the gazes of those people.

Jian Qingqing walked in front expressionlessly, pretending to not care about anything. She looked like a big sister, but who knew that she was feeling so embarrassed in her heart.

It was so embarrassing. Jian Qingqing looked like a gangster leader.

After they passed by, the villagers gathered together and discussed.