The best way to eliminate the influence of a piece of news was to launch another piece of explosive news. This was the truth of Meton and Shen Yun from the future.
"Great drought in Guanzhong!"
The explosive news was published on the front page of the second issue of the Mo Periodical, which immediately eliminated the influence of the marriage alliance.
Only then did the people of Guanzhong realize that there had been no rain in Guanzhong for about one and a half months since the heavy snowfall at the end of the year.
In this era where food was more important than the sky, no one talked about the danger of the marriage alliance anymore. In the blink of an eye, they all became people who worried about the country and the people.
"Huayin Sunny Day!"
"Lantian Sunny Day!"
"Yongxian County and Yijun Sunny Day."
Fang Xuanling looked at the Mo Periodical in his hand and looked at the weather situation in Guanzhong. Not only was the weather in Chang 'an clear, but also the weather in the surrounding mansions was still sunny. The whole Guanzhong was cloudless.
The fact that there had been no rain for a month was not the biggest problem. The real problem was that there was no sign of rain in Guanzhong for some time in the future.
"Is the disaster in the fourth year of Zhenguan going to happen again? Is God going to bring disaster to the Tang dynasty again?" Fang Xuanling said worriedly.
"Lord Fang, you worry too much. It's normal that the weather is changeable. Although the Mo Family has the idea of ghosts, Meton believes that those immortals are superior. I don't think any immortal will do something as trivial as rain in the mortal world." Meton put down the brush in his hand and looked at the vivid portrait in his hand with satisfaction. The continuous portrait made Meton's painting skills further improve.
But no matter how exquisite the portrait was, it could not attract Fang Xuanling's interest. The shadow of the drought once again shrouded the suffering land of Guanzhong. Thinking of the disaster in the fourth year of Zhenguan and the disturbance caused by it, Fang Xuanling's heart was heavy.
"It seems that you are not worried about the drought at all?" Fang Xuanling heard Meton's relaxed tone and said in surprise.
It should be known that the Mo Family Village was also a place plagued by disasters. Last year's flood made the Mo Family Village suffer a great loss. If it were not for Meton's sudden rise, the Mo Family Village would be in a different situation now.
"Lord Fang, you've misunderstood!" Meton hurriedly explained.
"Your father and I are comrades. You and Jun 'er are good brothers. You can call me uncle!" Fang Xuanling said kindly.
"Uncle Fang!" Meton said smoothly, "Uncle Fang, please read the second edition of the Mo Family Journal and you will understand why I am not worried about the Village of Mo."
"The second edition!" Fang Xuanling just realized that there were two editions of Mo Magazine today! She picked up the other page and looked at it. The first thing she saw was a large advertisement for Mo Hospital.
"The Mo Family really keeps the goodies within the family!" Fang Xuanling looked at Meton angrily.
Meton's advertisement had been posted in the imperial court before. Fang Xuanling also knew the use of advertisements. When he saw the advertisement for Mo Hospital, he immediately knew what Meton was planning.
"Uncle Fang, you don't know. Mo Magazine only costs one copper coin for each edition, plus the labor and materials. It's good enough that we don't lose money! If we don't print advertisements and charge advertising fees, we won't be able to support ourselves for long. Besides, new things like Mo Hospital also need advertisements. Everyone takes what they need. After all, good wine is afraid of being too deep in the alley! "Meton explained.
"That's nonsense! If we only print the advertisement for the Village of Mo, it's unfair to other businesses! "Fang Xuanling reprimanded.
Meton didn't expect that Fang Xuanling could see the pros and cons of the advertisement at a glance. The wisdom of the ancient people really shouldn't be underestimated.
"Uncle Fang, don't worry. Advertisements are a new thing. Mo Hospital only advertises for the sake of attracting others! If other businesses advertise, Mo Magazine will treat them equally. "Meton said.
Fang Xuanling found the words "Mo Magazine Is Looking for Advertisers" in the middle page of Mo Magazine. He couldn't help but nod.
The second page was not all advertisements. There were some soft articles about breeding techniques and breeding. In fact, it was also a disguised advertisement for the chickens, ducks, and geese in the Village of Mo Village.
"Water wheel!" Fang Xuanling looked at the advertisement of the water wheel that was as long as the advertisement of Mo Hospital in surprise.
"This is the new water wheel modified by the Village of Mo Village. It simplifies many steps, is strong and durable, and is suitable for various hydrological environments." Meton explained, pointing at Mo Magazine.
In fact, what Meton introduced was a kind of water wheel, which was invented in the Yuan and Ming Dynasty. The water wheel could not only use manpower, but also animal power. The water effect was much better than the traditional water wheel.
"Is the water wheel effect really as good as the advertisement says?" Fang Xuanling was puzzled.
He was not an incompetent politician. On the contrary, he was very proficient in farming. Moreover, the Fang family also had a fief, so he was familiar with the water wheel.
"Uncle Fang, don't worry. This has been practiced in the Village of Mo Village, and it has been approved by the finance minister personally." Meton pointed at the bottom of Mo Magazine and said.
"Curved plough in water!"
Fang Xuanling looked down and saw Su Lingnong's signature. Moreover, he spoke highly of the water wheel and directly compared it with the curved plough. It could be seen that the water wheel was very important to Su Lingnong.
"All the places near the river in the Village of Mo Village have been set up with water wheel. As early as half a month ago, the irrigation work in the Village of Mo Village has been carried out. Now the land within three miles of the river has been irrigated." Meton seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, without showing off at all.
Fang Xuanling couldn't help sighing. The Village of Mo Village had turned from a dilapidated village to such a rich heritage in the twinkling of an eye, and all this was brought by the weak young man in front of him.
Thinking of his own children, Fang Xuanling had a headache. His eldest son, Fang Yizhi, was inflexible and only knew how to study. His second son, Fang Jun, was the other extreme. Not only did he not study, but he also liked martial arts. A good scholarly family was ruined by Fang Jun.
"A son should be like Mo Jiazi!" For a moment, Fang Xuanling couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, this thought flashed through his mind. The drought in Guanzhong was the most important thing.
"The price of this water wheel is probably not low!" Fang Xuanling thought of another situation. Since the water wheel in the Village of Mo Village was so good, the price must be very high. At that time, many people couldn't use it, so it was useless.
"Uncle, there is something you don't know. The price of this new water wheel is just the same as that of the traditional water wheel. Moreover, the Village of Mo Village can give a discount to the farmers who have land. They can pay half the price first and pay the rest after the autumn harvest. They can even rent the water wheel for a short time." Meton raised his voice.
"Good!" Fang Xuanling nodded with appreciation. The water wheel of the Village of Mo Village was not expensive, and the sales method was flexible. It was indeed a blessing for the people in Guanzhong.
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