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Therefore, it is time to start enjoying the various benefits in this regard.
Of course, there are also obligations to bear.
It could mean that the Taoist priest faces a crisis in the future, or that he simply dies.
Kyosuke Kousaka has to go and help no matter what.
Similar to his predecessor, Kanpaku Michitaka.
His eldest son, Yi Zhou, relied on a group of vassals to resist Dao Jian and Dao Zhang.
It is similar to the previous "Seven-Day Regent" Daojian.
If he hadn't only served as Kanpaku for seven days, his eldest son, Kanetaka, would probably have ended up like Ichiju.
All I can say is that the situation between the factions is still too complicated.
Anyway, whatever!
Day 163 of crossing
Kousaka Kyosuke returned with the two sisters, Su Yi and Su Chang, Yao Dao Ji, and some members of the Qin family.
The remaining members of the Qin family were responsible for guarding the area.
Around noon, they all returned to their lodgings.
"Kyosuke-sama!"
As soon as she arrived at the sleeping quarters, Komachi excitedly ran over upon seeing her.
Her petite body suddenly darted into Kyosuke Kousaka's arms.
I could vaguely sense two formidable mountain ranges transforming into adorable beasts and rushing towards me.
Kyosuke Kosaka felt a sense of pressure.
"We've only been apart for a day, haven't we?"
"It feels like we've been apart for many days—ah, Lady Suyi, Lady Sushang, Sister Yaodaoji."
"It's okay! Hug me if you want."
"It doesn't matter."
"Um……"
A group of people gathered together, and everyone felt relaxed.
Kyosuke Kosaka couldn't help but laugh.
Not yet.
In the mother's room, Kyosuke Kosaka gathered with his companions.
During that time, they talked in detail about the land reclamation.
"As for manpower, I will recruit refugees living in the Eighth Street Fourth Ward and the Ninth Street Fifth Ward as villagers."
"After the wooden fences and other structures in the village are completed, I will also appoint many village officials. If you have any recommendations, please let me know."
"If you have any good suggestions regarding the construction of the Zhuangzi, please feel free to offer them. You can also let me know whenever you think of them..."
Expressing his thoughts methodically, Kyosuke Kosaka looked honestly at the others.
After speaking, Su Chang couldn't help but look at Chitanda and Shizuko.
"Eru, Shizuko, I noticed you two seem to know quite a bit about crops, don't you?"
"Ah...it's just a hobby, but if it's wasteland, I feel I might have some ideas. Please forgive my intrusion—"
Jingzi, who was singled out by Su Chang, chuckled dryly and began to share her experience.
My grandfather worked on the farm from a young age, and he also knew many experts in the field.
She had a complete knack for handling the post-reclamation management of such wasteland!
Sitting next to Shizuko, Chitanda listened with wide eyes, nodding repeatedly.
"Manure...?"
Su Yi looked at Jingzi with surprise as she boldly suggested using manure as fertilizer.
Manure is something that is rarely heard of in Kyoto.
I had heard about manure fertilizer when I went to Tang China with the envoys.
Even when the Qin clan migrated here, they brought with them the technology of making manure.
However, the nobles were extremely disgusted by these things, and nothing came of it.
"Um, how about... just pretend I didn't say anything?"
Shizuko, who had finished speaking a long passage without even breaking a sweat, looked embarrassed.
When she arrived in this era, she discovered that people didn't use manure as fertilizer.
Then I asked Miku, who is well-versed in history, and learned that manure fertilizer technology only existed in the Edo period.
In other words, this era is rather averse to this.
"It's okay, it's just a field in the wild anyway, let's just give it a try."
Kousaka Kyosuke smiled and encouraged.
Shizuko looked at Kousaka Kyosuke with excitement, wishing she could rush over and kiss him.
Kyosuke-sama, you're way too open-minded!
"Then we should be more restrained. If we achieve results, then it's easier to talk about it," Fujishibu said softly.
Shizuko nodded repeatedly: "Mrs. Fujishige, you're right!"
If production can be increased, then many problems will no longer be problems!
And we can't go too far!
It would be very inappropriate if it affected the reputation of its owner, Kyosuke Kousaka.
When the harvest is plentiful and everyone sees the results, they will gradually follow suit and learn from each other, and then no one will reject it!
Shizuko believes that this is the key to gradually changing the country.
If food production increases even slightly, fewer people will starve to death.
She hoped it would be like that.
Well, it would be best if it could bring fame to Kyosuke Kousaka!
"If anything goes wrong, Kyosuke-sama, just put the blame on me!"
Shizuko quickly added another sentence.
Kyosuke Kousaka laughed out of anger:
"Don't underestimate me. I'll punish you later. Anyone else want to speak?"
Shizuko looked embarrassed and scratched her head.
A blush appeared on her wheat-colored cheeks.
"With so many people here... this is incredibly daring."
"I also have a suggestion!" Miku finally couldn't help but say.
She was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages of the manor system.
Because it was the prototype of the samurai.
I had already looked into it back then!
"Take your time, don't rush."
Kousaka Kyosuke said with a smile.
Noticing everyone's attention, Miku tried her best to appear calm and composed.
She first lowered her head humbly before she began to speak.
Kyosuke Kosaka listened with a smile, a strange glint in the depths of his eyes.
Perhaps we should leave some traces after coming into this world.
It is right to respect and support partners who want to demonstrate their value.
The premise is to act within one's means.
Kyosuke Kosaka generally believes that it can be done very soon.
Day 164 of crossing
Kyosuke Kosaka couldn't help but look at the small hands covered in hard calluses.
"Aww..." A lazy snoring sound rang in my ears.
Kyosuke Kosaka immediately found his neck encircled by two shapely legs with subtly defined, athletic lines...
met free