Farmer of Shu Han

By doing this, Deng Zhi not only raised his reputation among the big men, but it was even spread in Soochow.

Feng Yong was really surprised that he was so enthusiastic about himself, a junior whom he had never met.

So seeing his son now, it is natural to have a good deal with him.

"Liang must bring Feng Langjun's greetings." When Deng Liang heard the other party mention his lord, he quickly listened carefully, "A few days ago, my lord was always busy with business and was often away from the house. Even if Feng Langjun came to visit , I'm afraid it's hard to see."

"My lord has said that Feng Langjun is a young hero rarely seen in a big man. Not to mention other things, just two articles made him look a lot better when he was an envoy to Soochow, and also made Liang want to get closer to Feng Langjun. Some."

Two peerless essays, one about the majesty of Shu, and one about the long-term love of the sons and daughters of Wu, can be used as envoys, which can further increase the intimacy between Han and Wu.

Deng Liang has a straightforward personality, and he said this directly, which made Feng Yong feel even more fond of the well-known Deng Zhi, who he has never met.

"It's easy to talk about it, and I have exactly the same intention. It seems that we will have to communicate more in the future."

Feng Yong laughed.

When Feng Yong walked to the main seat, Deng Liang looked at Mi Zhao with a smile in his eyes.

Mi Zhao cupped his hands covertly at Deng Liang, with a wry smile on his face, admitting defeat.

He came this time, in fact, he was ordered by his own adults.

My lord is now the general of Huben Zhonglang, commanding the forbidden army of Huben and in charge of the central guard, he can be regarded as His Majesty's confidant.

Although he didn't know what Feng Langjun was going to do when he brought so many people together this time, he still knew from his lord's mouth that this Feng Langjun had secretly talked to His Majesty a few days ago, and that this gathering was the same as It is related to the secret pair.

It's just that this matter can't be said clearly, so although Feng Langjun greeted himself first, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that he and Deng Langjun are more intimate.

"Everyone, since I returned to Jincheng from Hanzhong, I have received a lot of famous invitations thanks to your love. It is a pity that these days have been entangled in mundane affairs, and I have not been able to pay homage to them one by one. Please forgive me."

Feng Yong, who took the main seat, looked at the crowd and spoke first.

Someone from the bottom answered, "Feng Langjun's mundane affairs, that's what I dreamed of!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Yong also laughed, "I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't go around in circles with everyone, so I just open the window and tell the truth. Everyone sent the name card to my house, and I can guess some of the reasons."

Having said that, Feng Yong paused to see everyone's reaction.

As soon as these words came out, apart from Deng Liang's face not changing, even Mi Zhao's face was a little embarrassed, let alone other people.

It is true that the money is touching, but here are all young men in their twenties, so their skins are a bit thin after all.

"The year before last, I took a few brothers to Hanzhong, where I lived in thatched huts, herded cattle and sheep, and explored deep mountains and old forests. Sometimes I couldn't eat a bite of hot food for several days, and I even asked a few brothers to take knives to fight with Hu. People have worked so hard that they have won such a small fortune."

Li Yi's face twitched when he saw his brother say such words without changing his expression.

On the contrary, the eyes of the people below all looked fiery.

The year before last, all my family members were trying their best to find ways to buy eight ox plows, and then went crazy looking for labor to reclaim the wasteland in Hanzhong.

The wasteland developed in the past two years, in the past, was regarded as a family business.

But people are afraid of comparison.

Look at this Feng Langjun, with the Zhao family's Erlang and others, he has laid a great foundation.

Can't compare!

Moreover, many people didn't even do anything to help the land opened by the families of the people present here. They just ate and waited to die in Jincheng.

Among the fathers of everyone, which one didn't come out of the battlefield of life and death?

As a son, the blood in his body has not cooled down, as long as he has the opportunity to make such a fortune, what is he afraid of suffering so much?

Sending name cards to Feng's residence, isn't it just to find a chance?

I just wonder if Feng Langjun is willing to give it?

"I'm not going to hide it from everyone. It doesn't matter whether it's the ranch or the workshop. Because the relationship is so important, it's impossible to change this quota for the time being."

Although most people didn't have much hope, they couldn't help showing disappointment when they said this.

Think about it, too, now that the ranch and workshop are already considered productive foundations, how could it be possible for others to get their hands on it?

"So what I told everyone today was neither a ranch nor a workshop. I only said one thing, and that was Nanzheng."

Feng Yong glanced at everyone, and said to himself, "This time the prime minister's southern expedition, how can those rebels in Nanzhong dare to fight against the great Han Tianwei? So it will be a matter of time before they are put down."

The people below were a little confused, thinking in their hearts, what can they say about Pingding Nanzhong?

Even those who have militia members at home are still muttering, Nan Zhongping is flat, isn't there no source of labor in the south?

"But what to do after the peace is settled, that is something that needs to be carefully considered."

Speaking of this, Feng Yong smiled and pointed to himself, "At least I, the captain of Yizhou Diannong, have the responsibility to consider this."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Feng Langjun, is it possible that you intend to go to Nanzhong for reclamation?"

Someone laughed out loud and asked.

This was just a joke, but Feng Yong nodded seriously, "That's right. After the prime minister pacified Nanzhong, I decided to go to Nanzhong to plant something."

As soon as these words came out, the room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Feng Yong in surprise.

Feng Yong has a way of making money, no one will doubt this.

But what can he do in the barren land?

They came here just in case, and wanted to see if it was possible for the famous big man Feng Langjun to take them and pretend to fly them to Nanzhong... Isn't this taking them into the garbage dump?

In the end, it was Mi Zhao who opened his mouth and asked, "Feng Langjun, what kind of things are you going to plant in Nanzhong? Is there any way to do something like this?"

"That's right," Feng Yong smiled slightly, "The thing I want to plant is called sugarcane, which is originally produced in Jiaozhou."

"Sugar cane? Isn't it the local product donated by Soochow the year before last?"

Someone asked hesitantly.

"That's right, that's it. Baimo Zhijiu Bransheng, Taizun Zhejiang analyzes the imperial wine. This sentence is recorded in the "Hanshu". Zhejiang refers to the juice squeezed from sugarcane. "

Feng Yong nodded and explained, "The juice squeezed from this sugarcane can be used to make caramel. And Nanzhong is just a suitable place to grow sugarcane. I mean, after the prime minister finished Nanzhong, I opened some in Nanzhong. The manor, specially hired some barbarians from Nanzhong to help with farming."

"The flat land in Nanzhong is used to grow food, and the places where it is not easy to grow food are just used to grow sugar cane."

There is little flat land in Nanzhong, and the eight ox plow may not be used, but the Quyuan plow is exactly where it can be used.

The use of curved plows can also increase food production, coupled with the improvement of farming techniques, the flat land in Nanzhong may not be unable to supply the consumption of sugarcane manors.

Even if it is a little worse, but there is grain in Sichuan, and some can be transported there-compared with the huge profits of brown sugar, what is the loss of grain?

Besides, it’s not about spreading the stalls all at once, as long as we slowly advance from north to south, as long as we can firmly control Nanzhong in the hands of the big man one day, and then develop it well, waiting for ten or eight years is not a big deal at all. thing.

Sichuan and Yunnan and Guizhou are simply treasure lands, and Feng Yong didn't lie to Adou about this.