Chapter 875: Variables

The birthday celebration for Yulong's son was held successfully in Huaxia City; there was no overly complicated ceremony, simply a chance for everyone to celebrate together, have some fun, and allow everyone to have something lively to do during such a boring Winter.

And in Huaxia, everyone knew that a royal grandson named Bai Qihu had been born.

After Zhi finished her postpartum recovery, she was finally able to go out; usually, she was cooped up in her room every day, barely able to leave, and still had to look after a child who would cry loudly from time to time, which was truly exhausting both physically and mentally.

Fortunately, Sui, Chinv, and Miaoyin were able to keep her company often, and to prevent them from being bored, Baifeng had someone make a set of Mahjong for them to play, though he repeatedly requested that they try not to spread it around too early.

After all, in this era where entertainment is extremely scarce, even Gomoku could become a game that everyone pursued and wanted to play every day; given that Mahjong could make people obsessed even in later generations where entertainment options were extremely rich, its influence now would only be greater.

However, a very important factor limiting the rapid spread of Mahjong was the craftsmanship and production cycle, and the rules were also slightly more difficult, so it was destined that for a long period of time, it would not become a very popular game, but would remain only among these relatively idle Nobles of the upper class.

If it weren't for considering Zhi's situation, Baifeng really wouldn't have had the time or leisure to get Mahjong made for them; Baifeng doing this was more out of consideration for his own big, chubby grandson—looking at his current physique and growth rate, he would definitely become a Soldier stronger than he was, and he only hoped that his intelligence could also be outstanding, so that at least he could ensure that Huaxia would not decline for three generations and could continue to develop forward.

More than half of Winter had passed, but there had only been two snowfalls; this was clearly a warm Winter and also a relatively dry Winter, but Baifeng was not too worried, nor did he complain about Heaven or blame others, as Heaven could not possibly just follow one's own wishes.

Moreover, Huaxia's irrigation system was strong enough to ensure that spring plowing would not be too greatly affected, unless the drought became so severe that even the Dahe in front of the gate dried up.

Baifeng did not believe that there would be uncontrollable, massive flood disasters in this era, nor did he feel there would be any terrifying droughts.

He did not know when Houyi shot the sun, but according to the thread of mythology, that massive drought did not last too long, yet the great flood truly lasted for many years, for several generations.

However, according to the timeline of mythology, it was still early; it should only begin in the era of Yushun, but that would be several generations after Xuanyuan, and he himself could not possibly live until that time; he only needed to write about the coming of the great flood in a book in the form of a prophecy and tell them how to govern it.

The restructuring work of the various departments was also successfully completed; after participating in Bai Qihu's birthday celebration, Yu could not wait to go to Lema City to take over the work, while Sanxin returned to his old home in Huaxia very happily, where he could meet with his family every day, everything was convenient, and there was not so much pressure at work.

The position of Prime Minister was now like a secretary-general; whatever Baifeng arranged, he did, without needing to consider too much, relaxed and comfortable, just waiting for retirement.

The implementation of the Planned Economy was unexpectedly smooth; even the tenant farmers had the courage to exchange their grain for a thin Grain Coupon, and the credibility accumulated by the Ministry of Revenue over a long period was realized at this moment.

The appearance of notes like Meat Tickets and Cloth Coupons perfectly catered to everyone's needs; although some people were worried and dared not exchange them, most people only felt anticipation.

The issued one-hundred-day Meat Tickets had all been exchanged, although the low-income class had not finished purchasing their local quotas, but before it could reach the high-income class, the middle-income class had already taken them all.

Meat Tickets had to be exchanged for meat within the one-hundred-day limit; once the time limit was exceeded, they would be recovered at half the price, even if it was just one day over, but because Huaxia did not have the ability to print a progressive date on the notes printed every day, there was not even a concept of dates now.

Therefore, this one-hundred-day limit was calculated from the day the last Meat Ticket was exchanged, which could be considered as benefiting the people by giving everyone a few extra days.

On the day the Meat Tickets were finished being exchanged, some people had already taken their tickets to the store to exchange for meat; after the Ministry of Revenue had been verbally reprimanded, the supply of meat had clearly increased, and as long as one had a Meat Ticket, one could immediately exchange it for meat, and the collected tickets were pressed with tooth marks and cuts using special tools to be considered discarded, but the collected ones still had to be carefully preserved and handed in.

On the first and second day, there were many people anxious to exchange for meat, and there were long queues, but at least they didn't have to carry grain, and everyone felt very relaxed.

With many people queuing, naturally those at the back could not exchange, so it would stop once finished, and they would talk about it the next day.

Once a group of people exchanged their Meat Tickets and ate the meat they had long looked forward to, they naturally wouldn't think about exchanging for meat again, because within these one hundred days, they no longer had the qualification.

The smooth implementation of the Planned Economy made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, especially Baifeng, who put down his hanging heart; sitting in his position, a small policy of his own could affect the lives of many people, and while each of his decisions seemed to be made very rashly, thinking of one thing after another, if he didn't have those cases in his memory and the attempts of his predecessors, would he really dare to start from nothing?

Now life was smooth, and the operation of the government was on the right track, just waiting for Spring to come to begin the new year's labor.

Because it was a warm Winter and a dry Winter, Xuanyuan, having received a hint from Guangchengzi, came down the mountain early, because even if he set off in Winter, he would not encounter too many difficulties or obstacles.

And what made him a little nervous was that Guangchengzi reminded him that the great change had already begun, and there were many things he would have to face after returning this time.

But there was a variable he could use to unite, which would make his cause even easier; Xuanyuan's ability to develop so quickly was still thanks to this variable.

Xuanyuan did not know what this variable was, but vaguely felt it had a connection to Baifeng, because Baifeng was the most special person he had ever seen on this land.

Guangchengzi did not say it explicitly, but this journey had already solved all his current confusion, and after returning, he would be able to show his talents.

Zhishou did not return this time, but stayed at Kongtong Mountain; when asked when he would go out again, Zhishou said: "When it is necessary for me to spread the news to the world that Suiyingzi is at Kongtong Mountain, that is when I will go down the mountain."