There are many roads from Leiyang to Anren Town, including water and land routes, but there is actually no need for water routes, even if it looks like the road is closest.

Because there is a river that passes through Anren Town, called "Yongle River".

Since it can be called "Yongle", it is usually not very "happy".

Just like Huaiyuan, Huairen, Guiren and other place names are nothing more than beautiful meanings.

The real situation is more cruel. Although the Yongle River is a tributary of the Fengshui River and the Fengshui River is a tributary of the Xiangshui River, the Yongle River, which seems to be ineffective, is actually more turbulent than the Fengshui River.

If there is still a saying in the flood season, then Yongle River is probably the kind of "Don't tell me if the flood season is not the flood season, I will flood it if I want to"!

Three hundred years ago, Anren Town was mainly a large army of Tang army. The number of people was not large, so it didn't matter. Maybe you could see the scenery even if you were flooding. Anyway, you could only eat, drink, defecate and urinate, so it would be nice to watch the fanged people jumping.

However, after Anren Town developed, it became a little unhappy.

After finally planting a little rice, Yonglejiang said, "Brother is here" and washed away tens of thousands of acres of land.

It is normal for particles to be harvested, and it is also normal for food and relief. Anren Town has not thought about building a dam upstream, but it is just that, whether it is Leiyang County or Chaling County, it is not that interested.

If you have this skill, will it not be fragrant to tidy up the Leishui and Fengshui?

Then, what I tried my best to do here in Anren Town was to build a reservoir in the two mountains on both sides of the Yongle River through the military's means.

I can do this because you have to use cement to build a reservoir, right?

The United Cement Factory in Leiyang County, Hengdong Town and Hengyang County are just west of Jiulong Mountain.

So Anren Town built a lot of reservoirs, mainly because of the descendants of soldiers who worked hard, and with the help of the military, some small reservoirs were built.

Mountain and hilly agriculture have been developed around these small reservoirs. They are not afraid to use large-scale staple foods, and the proportion of economic crops such as tea is relatively higher.

This is also true even though the Hunan Provincial Department of Agriculture came to investigate and believed that Anren Town could open up more than one million mu of arable land, but the final population was only 130,000.

There are only so many on the books anyway.

In addition, the mountains on both sides of the Yongle River are relatively messy. Most of the population of Anren Town is not in the market area, but in the mountainous area.

The proportion of small farmers here is relatively high. Even tea farmers are not hired workers or large manor owners, but local tea plus several gardens.

There are various "Yangjiaping", "Lijiaba", "Big Geese Chong", "Duck Chong", "East Mountain Lok", and "Xishan Lok". There are settlements in each place, ranging from 30 people to 50 people, and from 500 people to 600 people. It is rare for a thousand-person village to be watched and helped each other and join forces.

It is not possible to not be grouped together. Many cultivated lands have been opened, and the "field bones" are still on the books of Anren Town. In theory, these small farmers have "field skins".

After all, this is not the "Yongyetian" from three hundred years ago.

During World War II, there was a confirmation of rights, but the wealthy families in Anren Town coaxed and deceived the matter.

The final result is that everyone is behind Anren Town, but some people become big landlords who "knock bones and marrows", big farmers, big manors and even big factory owners.

Even in handicrafts, it is a factory with a scale of three to five hundred, which is really extraordinary.

Therefore, the seemingly inconspicuous 130,000 people in the entire Anren Town formed a very amazing pyramid structure.

The top layer is extremely happy, and the bottom layer is extremely painful.

Wang Jiaocai entered the south of Anren Town from the west mountain of Yongle River, which is called "Jiulong Mountain". He just passed a land called "Shizi Rock" and saw a thing that made him familiar and absurd.

Sliding rod.

Two long bamboo poles, a lounge chair in the middle and a long dry tobacco in their hands, looked really comfortable.

This old gentry is different from the gentry elsewhere. Its head shape is almost bald, which is said.

Usually, the old men in the Zhenguan Dynasty would often accumulate hair. If their heads were shining, it was not because they believed in the Buddha, but they might not be bald, but because they had military background or traces.

Qian’s elder brother Qian Liu is actually of this nature, but he is quite perverted, so Wang Jiao doesn’t care about these details.

At this moment, when he saw the old gentleman on the slide rod, Wang Jiao could see clearly on the horse's back, and the words "An Ren" were also displayed.

It is clearly the root of the "Tongjunfu" and "Zechongfu", which belongs to the ancestral glory of the military prefectures.

If the ancestors had accumulated virtue and made merits, they might have had a medal on their chest.

Whether it is the avatar of Confucius or the avatar of Emperor Zhenguan, as long as there is such a avatar, it is usually a medal.

When I looked at the person holding the slide rod, my shoulders were almost collapsed. The green cloth linen on my body looked like I had washed it and patched it up a few times. Is it green or white? Anyway, the bamboo pole pressed against my shoulders, and I always felt like I was about to lie down the next moment.

And this blue linen dress is exactly the same as the old gentleman's word "An Ren".

"Fourth uncle, are the people who carry the slide rod and those who carry the rod on the slope? Are they from Anren Town?"

"Son-in-law, I look like a local veteran."

The kingdom was knowledgeable and looked in the direction pointed by Wang Jiao, and said so.

"ha."

He smiled and Wang Jiao thought, "That's it?" Maxim, you are not useful."

"After passing Lion Rock, it should be the 'Ling Guanxian'. There is a market here?"

"I heard from the story of Huang Li Hanbao, it should be the 'Shangwan City' of Anren Town, also known as the 'Bagu Ji'."

The local rural settlements in Hengzhou are mostly named after "ancient", "long", "gou", "wan", "chong", etc. The so-called "Ba Gu Collection" is probably the general name of eight settlements with the title "ancient".

In fact, just next to "Lion Rock", there is a "Zeng Gu", with more than a dozen families living in, with a small number of people.

Perhaps when I saw Wang Jiao's team, the old gentry who had passed by before immediately came to greet me, saying "supervisor" and "shangguan". When I learned that it was a member of the provincial and ministerial department who was directly under the command of the province and the ministerial department arrived, I hurriedly greeted the nearby people and worked hard to do all kinds of work.

Seeing this situation, Wang Jiao also knew that the "veterans" here were probably not informed, but also very well-informed. This situation should have been notified and learned that there was "New Yi'an".

Because of the accent issue, in order to facilitate communication, Wang Jiao was still surrounded by several people from the "Changsha Lu Zhongwu Army", including Peng Yanran's younger brother, who came here to make a living with his brother-in-law.

"Eleventh, can you understand the local dialect?"

"Ask a problem!"

Peng Yancai patted his chest and said to Wang Jiao proudly, "Don't worry, brother-in-law!"
Chapter completed!