Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 490: The country will die, and there will be natural disasters

Fu Bao, who woke up from a nightmare, didn't make much noise, nor did he wake up Lichun and early Xia, who were sleeping outside.

She was lying in the bed, listening to the whistling wind outside, feeling that she could not calm down for a long time.

If everything in the dream comes true, then this cold spring will last for a long time. The normal spring ploughing time will be postponed.

And the later locusts may mean a plague of locusts.

Did last year's drought cause it?

Fu Bao doesn't know.

Although it is a traveler, although I know that a locust plague is likely to occur after a severe drought, it makes no sense. Doesn't the cold kill the eggs laid by many insects in the fall?

Can't figure it out!

Wait!

Recalling the direction in which the sky-filled locusts appeared, Fu Bao finally understood what was going on.

The Tang Dynasty's territory is very large. It is cold in the Xiangyi Mansion, but it may not be cold in other places. The winter in Xiangyi Prefecture is very cold, but in other prefectures, it is not necessarily cold in winter.

She's a little blinded.

After understanding where he was thinking wrong, Fubao basically determined one thing, this year is destined to be a troubled year.

The impact of last year's severe drought has not been eliminated, and two natural disasters have occurred. This is simply not giving the people of Datang a way to survive.

The country will perish, and there will be natural disasters!

Suddenly, Fu Bao thought of this sentence.

Looking back at the collapse of the dynasties in the history of the previous life, it was basically man-made disasters first, then natural disasters and man-made disasters.

In order to survive, the people became refugees, and if they were harassed by people with a heart, the refugees became mob and rebels.

Is it really going to bring chaos to the world?

Fu Bao thought of this, and completely lost sleep.

In today's day, except that there are always some old witches who want to trouble her, Fubao is generally very satisfied. If possible, Fubao still hopes that everything will be peaceful. After all, once the world is in chaos, her good days may come to an end.

Also, my father made a living by raising chickens and selling roast chickens, so they must be yellow.

No, no!

Fu Bao's eyes soon brightened.

Raise chickens!

If you keep a lot of chickens and ducks, then the locust plague is a ball!

Thinking of what my father said before that her uncle would also raise chickens in various parts of the Tang Dynasty, Fu Bao was completely relieved.

There is still more than half a year before the outbreak of the locust plague, and during this process, her family's secret roast chicken must have been on the market. Anyone with a brain will find out how profitable this business is.

By then, there will be more people raising chickens.

So, what is a locust plague?

At that time, these locusts may not be enough for chickens and ducks to eat.

Fubao's eyes lit up, recalling the news he saw on the Internet in his previous life, it seems that the duck's ability to eliminate locusts is still better than that of the chicken.

Peking duck, you can do it!

Thinking of this, Fu Bao felt completely at peace.

Then she fell into sweet sleep again. Although the transit of locusts will still cause a lot of losses, as long as there are a large number of chickens and ducks, this loss will be controlled within a certain range.

Good, good!

Fu Bao didn't tell his father about his dream until he woke up naturally.

She just needs a chance to get the roast duck out.

And this opportunity is not too simple.

Under Fu Bao's instruction, the little white wolf broke into the duck pen, grabbed a duck's neck in one bite, and sent the duck on its way.

So, Fu Bao found his second brother with the duck killed by the little white wolf.

One word, bake!

Although the simple Orleans seasoning for grilled chicken didn't work very well, it didn't taste bad.

Everyone who has tasted the taste of roast duck instantly expanded the matter of raising chickens to raising ducks together. Raising ducks is a bit more troublesome than raising chickens, after all, you have to put ducks in the river.

However, this trouble is really not a problem for foodies.

Because of the cold weather at the moment, all thoughts are just thoughts.

The strong wind was still blowing and whistling, and the sky was slowly taking on the hazy feeling of winter.

The sunny spring day seems to have returned to the cold winter overnight.

"This spring is a bit fierce!"

Mr. Xu went out for a turn and came back, rubbing his hands.

"Head of the house, what do you think is wrong with this God?"

Mrs. Xu is also worried.

There was only a severe drought last year, and then the northern barbarians invaded south. And a few years, just at the beginning of the year, came a very ferocious cold spring.

"Who knows!"

Old Master Xu sighed, "If the time for spring ploughing is delayed, I am afraid this year will not be much better."

"If this goes on forever, the world may be in chaos!"

It's not that Mr. Xu is pessimistic, it's that in the past dynasties, when disasters continue every day, many things will pop up, even changing dynasties.

"No way!"

As soon as Mr. Xu said that the world would be in chaos, Mrs. Xu became restless.

The northern barbarians invaded the south, and the old man Xu went to fight. If the world is in chaos, it is impossible for them to stay safe. After all, Mr. Xu is now the Marquis of Wucheng who was bestowed by the imperial court.

Master Xu sighed and said, "Who knows?"

A hundred years after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, it was time to go through some hardships from the initial wise rule of the world to the many problems it has today. If you are lucky, Datang ZTE will be a century-old national fortune.

If you are unlucky, the world will probably have to change the dynasty.

After all, Jie Luck Dao has been secretly planning something.

Fu Bao didn't know that her parents were also worried about the things she was worried about last night. She was running and exercising with the little white wolf.

Lichun and Xiachu stood by and ran with them.

The two of them didn't want to move, but it was really cold today. If they stood still, the cold air would go straight to the bones, and it would be so cold.

Fu Bao has always practiced very hard, after all, she is a woman who wants to be a great emperor.

Unfortunately, I don't know how far away from the innate realm that Uncle Lu said.

Thinking of the innate realm, Fu Bao thought of Uncle Lu who was still looking for the Taoist Master of Jie Luck outside.

I don't know if Uncle Lu has found anyone. If he can't find someone, is it possible that he will never come back?

Fu Bao sighed, feeling the need to talk to the beautiful master.

"Little aunt, little aunt!"

Not long after Fubao finished his run, Dabao and Erbao ran together.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing his two eldest nephews, Fubao immediately put on a solemn appearance of an elder, "Why can't you keep your mind steady when you are yelling?"

"Little aunt, come quickly, something big has happened!"

Er Bao looked at Fu Bao seriously.

Fu Bao rolled his eyes and said, "Stop talking nonsense!"

She's not a real baby. If something really happened, the two big nephews wouldn't come looking for her!