Farmer of Shu Han

Chapter 169 The painting style is not quite right

Besides, most of Hanzhong can now be regarded as a land of no man. Just look at Huang Wudie. Even the rewarded fields have been abandoned due to insufficient manpower.

So it's not a big deal if the emperor's circle has more land.

These days, we are not afraid of more land, but less people.

"It doesn't need to be so much, just plant 10,000 mu first."

"Then, let's start with 20,000 mu."

Huo Yi said briskly and made a decision on the spot.

Feng Yong: ...

In fact, Huo Yi also breathed a sigh of relief, when he received a letter from the palace, he thought that he really wanted to take the 100,000 mu of Huangzhuang to this Feng Langjun to ruin, so he felt really guilty.

This Huang Hao is shameless, but he still has shame.

If someone really caught him, Huang Hao would return to Jincheng at most, and continue to be his Huangmen in the hidden palace, but he will be in the officialdom in the future. It will take many years for this kind of notoriety to become a black spot. Wash well?

Of course, it is not impossible to be a close minister who is determined to be charming, and even compared to most people, it is still a lot of glory.

It's just that if this is the case, then basically you can only be His Majesty's messenger in this life, and if you want to make contributions, then there is no hope.

But my lord is a famous general of a big man, how can I humiliate my ancestors?

As for Feng Yong, he also breathed a sigh of relief. The empress is willing to take on this title, which is the best thing. Otherwise, where would I find so many lands to plant grass?

An acre of land can raise fifteen sheep, but that is in the hereafter.

If you make a half discount, you can raise seven or eight sheep per mu, and 20,000 mu of grassland. The harvested forage can be made into green fodder. No matter what, you can raise a hundred thousand sheep, plus some cattle, horses, etc., it is not a problem.

One hundred thousand sheep, how much wool can they produce? My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

It's not uncommon for the old monster Zhuge to take things like trading wool with the barbarians if he wants!

Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, this is the kingly way.

"20,000 mu of grass is too much, but 10,000 mu is almost enough."

Although the things on paper are very attractive, Feng Yong knows that next year, regardless of whether there will be enough alfalfa seeds, even the number of sheep, it is impossible to have so many. Some, then breed some, slowly.

20,000 mu at once is indeed a bit of a waste.

"Not much, Mr. Feng Lang." Huo Yi did not agree with Feng Yong's words, "As soon as the spring begins in the coming year, we will open up wasteland and cultivate. The eight-ox plow is a good thing, but it is in short supply. After a year, Huangzhuang is afraid. If you can’t develop 100,000 mu of land, it’s better to reserve some wasteland to plant grass and raise cattle and sheep.”

"But the forage I want to plant is a bit special. It's best to turn over the land, otherwise it won't grow well. How can I make cattle and sheep fodder? Besides, doesn't Hanzhong Metallurgy have the right to make eight ox plows? Why? Afraid that eight ox plows are not enough?"

"Mr. Feng Lang doesn't know. Although Hanzhong Metallurgy can make eight ox plows, it is not only Huangzhuang, but also the houses of officials in the court. Hanzhong Metallurgical Metallurgy also needs to supply it. As the Lord of the People, how can you Take care of yourself first, and naturally you also have to think about your subordinates. Therefore, it is normal that there are not enough eight ox plows in Huangzhuang."

Huo Yi was talking nonsense seriously.

Although there are not enough tools for cultivating land, so some parts are deserted, and it is normal to use them to grow grass!

So you know how to be an official, no wonder you can become a high-ranking official in the future.

However, Feng Yong paid more attention to another thing, "Hanzhong Metallurgical Corporation, also want to make eight ox plows to supply the nobles who come to Hanzhong for reclamation?"

Aren't you snatching food from Zhuge old demon's mouth? When did A Dou become so bold?

"There is no way around this. Although some of Jincheng's supplies are supplied to Hanzhong, more of them are sold to those big families in central Shu who need eight ox plows. After all, Hanzhong Metallurgy is located in Hanzhong. It is more convenient for Zhuyejian to supply Hanzhong."

"Sell it to a big family in Sichuan?"

Feng Yongdeng was a little dazed at the time, isn't this the Zhuge old demon he knew?

Shouldn't he try his best to squeeze out those aristocratic families? When did the painting style change so much?

Selling Ba Niuli to those aristocratic families can indeed get some benefits from them now, but from the perspective of longer-term benefits, it actually helps them in disguise.

why is that?

"Is this... the prime minister's meaning?"

Although he knew it was rude to ask, Feng Yong still asked hesitantly.

"Naturally, it is the intention of the prime minister. If there is no prime minister's approval, who would dare to act like this?"

Huo Yi seemed to understand Feng Yong's doubts, and his expression was not at all unnatural.

Instead, Huang Hao glanced at Feng Yong thoughtfully.

What does this Zhuge old demon want to do?

Feng Yong always felt that this matter was a bit weird, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of the use of what he did, so he had to give up in the end.

After seeing off Huo Yi and Huang Hao, Feng Yong rushed to his thatched hut, drawing assembly diagrams.

The problem of land use for fodder has been solved. Now Zhuge Qiao is buying wool on a large scale in Ju County, so there is no problem with the source of materials for the time being, but the processing equipment will become a bottleneck, so Feng Yong needs to draw up the improvement picture of the spinning wheel as soon as possible.

However, it is estimated that God could not understand the illegal crossing of this soil turtle, so before he was quiet for two days, he found some work for him.

One day, Feng Yong was racking his brains on how to change the loom into a foot-operated loom, when suddenly there was a "thumping" knock on the door outside the house, and the sound was urgent, and it could be heard that the visitor was in a very upset mood. It was because of anxiety that he immediately messed up the inspiration he had come up with so hard.

"Who is it?"

Feng Yong felt a little annoyed.

But at this time, there were only three people who were qualified to knock on his door.

One is Amei, one is Wang Xun, and the other is Guan Ji.

Amei and Wang Xun would not come to disturb him unless necessary. As for Guan Ji, Feng Yong really wanted her to come over, but unfortunately, Feng Yong was too hasty when she first came back, and avoided himself for the past two days.

"My lord, my lord, Li Langjun brought a lot of people here. I heard that there is also a great general, so I want my lord to go and meet him quickly!"

As soon as the door was opened, Amei didn't even finish her greetings, so she spoke hastily.

"Li Langjun? Which Li Langjun?"

Feng Yong didn't turn the corner for a while, and was about to ask for clarification, the old soldier Lu appeared right after him, and reported to Feng Yong: "My lord, Li Langjun gave me a message, saying that General Wei personally led the coming."

"General Wei? Which Wei..."

I haven't finished my thoughts, but when the names of Li Langjun and General Wei are connected together, Li Yi suddenly comes to mind.

Could it be... Wei Yan?

At this time, a dozen people suddenly appeared in the camp, all of them were riding tall horses. Before Feng Yong could see clearly, he heard a voice like a bell: "Which one is the child named Feng, come out quickly and let the old man have a look. "

The visitor has a big tone!

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