Chapter 140 Advanced productivity promotes social progress
Spring has begun, and it’s time to plow the fields. Although the imperial court will definitely ask Li Hui of Nanzhong to send the surrendered prisoners here, everyone came to Hanzhong in a swarm, and the few people were there twelve hours a day. It cannot be used for farming.
Besides, Li Hui is on the defensive at this time. How many people can he get? Two or three thousand people can hold up to the sky.
How much can two or three thousand people do if they are placed in Hanzhong?
The final gaze will definitely fall on the head of the Qiang Di man.
An anxious rabbit can still bite people, but a barbarian can't farm? It doesn't matter, just study hard. If you can't learn, just eat a few hungry meals, and you will definitely be able to plant.
This winter, I think many people will be a little restless.
"By the way, brother, I also met an acquaintance in Yang'an Pass."
“Acquaintance? What acquaintance?”
Feng Yong was surprised, wondering if Zishi would have any acquaintances here? Could it be that you used to fight here with Wang Ping and met someone else?
“It is Zhuangzi next door to my elder brother Zhuangzi, and the owner of the village is Li Taigong.”
"who?"
Feng Yong raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Tai Gong Li of Li Zhuang? Are you sure you read that right?"
The foundation of the sixth house of the Li family is on the other side of Jincheng. If Taigong Li is not staying in Jincheng, what is he doing here?
"How could I get it wrong? At that time, Taigong Li also said a few words to me. He also asked my brother if he had decided on a place to live. From what I heard, he wanted to visit him at home."
In with with withness to the surname?
“Why did he come to Hanzhong?” Feng Yong seemed to be talking to himself or asking.
“I heard that the Li family also spent a lot of money and food to cultivate the land in Hanzhong.”
I never thought that Wang Xun would still know the answer.
"A lot?" Feng Yong thought for a while, nodded and said, "It should be a lot. Otherwise, even the head of the family would not have followed."
But where are they going to get these eight ox plows?
It’s not that Feng Yongyong believes in the energy of the family, they will definitely be able to get it, but when they can get it, that is a question that must be considered.
Being able to get it in a year or two and getting it before spring next year have completely different meanings.
Farming is busy, why is it called farming?
It’s because there is only so much time for farming. If the season is missed, the harvest of that season will be gone.
So farmers will be very busy at specific times.
If the Li family had not obtained the eight-oxen plow before spring plowing, all the manpower and material resources they invested would have been wasted.
The fact that Taigong Li is here shows that they are fully confident and are bound to win. Otherwise, the owner of the house is already here, is it just for a visit?
But where do they put Old Demon Zhuge?
How could Old Demon Zhuge let those aristocratic families safely use eight ox plows to cultivate land?
Hanzhong is now the only grain-producing land that the Han Dynasty can control, and anyone who dares to reach out can chop it.
But this world is still the world of the Han Dynasty after all. Regarding the matter of reclamation in Hanzhong, Zhuge Laoyao cannot clearly say that only honorable men can come, but no one else can come.
But if you don’t have an eight-oxen plow, how can you start a furrow?
Can the wasteland be reclaimed by just digging around?
Look at the two oxen that used to carry the plow. Even if you plow them to death, you can't plow much ground.
According to the previous standards, coming to Hanzhong to cultivate land was like throwing money and grain into a bottomless pit. At least for the first few years, it was a bottomless pit.
Everyone knows that Hanzhong is the barrier to Shuzhong. If one day the north comes again, won't Hanzhong be in chaos again?
The manpower invested is nothing. After all, which aristocratic family doesn’t have more or less people hidden in its manor?
But the money and food invested were wasted, and even the largest family cannot withstand such a loss.
In other words, with the eight-oxen plow, the imperial court had the confidence to dare to colonize Hanzhong.
An eight-oxen plow is better than a hundred experienced farmers.
Farmers need to eat and drink, but what about the cows? Just eating grass is enough!
How much grass can eight cows eat?
How much food do one hundred farmers need to eat?
This multiple-choice question is for Zhao Guang to do the math, and everyone knows which one to choose.
This is called advanced productive forces promoting social progress.
Feng Yong knows the importance of Hanzhong, and Zhuge Laoyao knows it even more.
So in Feng Yong’s expectation, Zhuge Lao Yao would definitely block the Eight Niu Plow, leaving the family to just stare.
I never thought that this branch of the Li family could have such a large amount of energy, and it seemed that it could produce eight oxen plows.
This makes people feel very strange.
After thinking about it, I seemed to owe that Taigong Li a big favor, so if he wanted to see me, it would be best to meet him.
"That's done. I still need to trouble Zishi to go and tell General Ma about my intention. This matter can't be careless. Then by the way, I'll find Mr. Li again and tell him that I've been thinking about it all these days. When you are free, you are welcome to come to your home for advice at any time, and you don’t have to look for him specifically. If you can find him, just look for him, and forget about it if you can’t find him.”
That gentleman like Mr. Li knew how to invest when he was just a salted fish. It is estimated that before Wang Xun goes to find him, he will come to his door.
Although Taigong Li is older than him, he can still be regarded as an official, so it is better to forget about taking the initiative to visit him.
After all, my identity is a bit sensitive, and the aristocratic family is a thorn in Zhuge Laoyao's side, so I'd better be calm.
Wang Ping traveled day and night and rushed back to Jincheng.
Looking at the tatters and dirt on his body, he thought that if he went to see the Prime Minister in this condition, it would be extremely rude. He originally thought of going back to his courtyard to wash himself off. body.
But then he remembered that Feng Langjun had told him before he left that he would go to the Prime Minister's Mansion immediately when he arrived in Jincheng. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he had already bet his family's future on Feng Langjun, why should he be afraid this time?
At that moment, I mustered up my courage, and under the vigilant eyes of the guards at the Prime Minister's Mansion, I anxiously handed a greeting card to the concierge.
The concierge didn't mean to look down on anyone, but he just couldn't see what kind of status the refugee-like person in front of him had, who dared to come to the Prime Minister's house to deliver a greeting card?
At that moment, I picked up the greeting card and took a look at it casually, and my eyes widened immediately.
Then he looked at Wang Ping with eyes full of disbelief.
Being a concierge, of course you need to have a good eye, but you also need to have a good memory. You need to know who can enter, who cannot enter, who can enter directly, and who has to wait to enter.
One of them is named Feng Yong, who has Mingwen characters, which is very special.
Although this person has not been here a few times, he is a person who can directly enter the inner courtyard.
Even the madam personally issued an order a few days ago that if any news related to this person comes, it must be reported as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)