Farmer of Shu Han

What's more, this Feng Langjun is very important to the prime minister. If the prime minister does not nod for such a big event, I'm afraid he would not dare to do it, right?

So according to this meaning, didn't even the prime minister nod?

"As long as you join the Xinghan Association, everyone will work hard together. Those who have money will contribute money, those who are powerful will contribute, and those who have connections will find connections for everyone. At that time, Nanzhong will become a place where we produce caramel..."

Reclamation in South Middle School requires money, food, labor, and security. Brown sugar was produced later, and there is also a way to ship goods. Which one does not need cooperation?

So Feng Tubie naturally wanted to try his best to lure people in.

I saw him leaning forward slightly, and said in a devil's bewitching voice, "Think about it, we are the only ones who have this kind of caramel in the whole world, and whoever wants it can't get around us..."

Before the words were finished, the eyeballs of many people in the room were red, and their breathing became obviously much heavier.

The first thing everyone thought of was, isn't this the second felt cloth?

Although the woolen banknotes are only printed privately, they all know that in Jincheng, the woolen banknotes are stronger than the money cast by the imperial court!

Without him, it is because there is wool cloth produced by Hanzhong Workshop as a guarantee.

"Feng Langjun, this Xinghan Club, count me in."

Mi Zhao who had just sat down suddenly stood up again, cupped his hands at Feng Yong and said, "Mi Zhao has met the leader of the meeting."

If Mi Zhao still doesn't understand the purpose of his lord's calling him here at this time, then he is really a pig.

He was taken a step ahead by that kid from the Deng family, and this time he couldn't lose points, so he stood up and expressed his opinion immediately.

Mi shook his head, causing a commotion among the others.

It stands to reason that for such a big matter, one must go back and discuss it with the door behind closed doors.

But let's not talk about the cultivation of the Mi family for generations, they are experts in this area. In terms of vision, I'm afraid no one here can compare.

When the late emperor was at his worst, the Mi family not only gave up all their wealth to help, but even willingly married their daughter-in-law to the late emperor as a concubine. In the end, they gave up their foundation and followed the late emperor through the world.

Facts have proved that the Mi family's vision is indeed precise and unique, and their efforts have been extremely richly rewarded.

When the first emperor ruled Yizhou, Mi Zhu, the head of the Mi family, was treated as the head of all his officials, even the prime minister.

Even when Jingzhou was lost, Mi Fang of the Mi family descended to Soochow, the Mi family was still trusted by the emperor of Han Dynasty.

Just look at the current head of the Mi family, Mi Wei, who is in charge of the central guard.

Isn't it enough to trust that the Son of Heaven's family and property are safe and entrusted to him?

"Liang is not for other reasons, but just to admire Feng Langjun as a man, so this Xinghan will count me as one, Liang has met the leader of the meeting."

Deng Liang was the second to get up, and cupped his hands at Feng Yong.

Deng Zhi is honest and simple, and often forgets his personal affairs for the sake of public affairs. All the food and clothing of the family are obtained from the government's funds, and he never manages private property. This is well known to the world.

When Deng Liang, the son of Deng Zhi, said this, no one believed that what he said was a lie.

"Two sit down first." Feng Yong got up and saluted, and then said to everyone, "I know this matter is important, and the prime minister just went south, so the time is not too urgent, so whether you decide to join the Xinghan Club, everyone go back first Let's discuss it."

"However," Feng Yong suppressed his smile, looked around the crowd, and said, "I hope everyone will not spread the word of what I said today. After all, this matter is related to the future progress of the members of the Xinghan Society."

"If someone spreads the word accidentally and causes some misfortune, then he will have a hard time with Xinghan. Don't blame me for not talking about the sympathy of having a drink together today."

As soon as these words came out, serious expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

Hearing this, it seems that Feng Langjun is really determined to form the Xinghan Club?

If everything he said is true, who will be able to compare with Xinghanhui in Nanzhong's reclamation in the future?

It's just that this matter is reliable or not?

If it is unreliable, how dare Feng Yong use His Majesty to deceive everyone? Didn't the Mi family follow in?

To say it's reliable... But no one has ever seen caramel made from sugar cane juice, who knows if it's feasible?

This reclamation in the South Middle School did not consume a little bit of money and food. If they lost, they might even lose their family fortune.

Except for those who are determined to follow Feng Yong, the rest of the people are extremely contradictory...

Seeing that everyone is silent, it seems that they are carefully considering the weight of what they just said.

Feng Yong clapped his hands, drew everyone's attention again, and said with a smile, "Okay, the business is over. It just so happens that when I walked in, someone brought some wine over."

"This wine is becoming more and more rare nowadays. I think everyone has not known the taste of wine for a long time. Today, I will bring this wine to invite everyone to drink, and treat it as my meeting gift for everyone."

"good!"

"color!"

Thinking about it anyway, Feng Langjun also said that this matter is not too urgent. It is not too late to close the door after returning home and discuss it carefully before making a decision.

As for this wine, it is really rare, let's drink it first!

...

"Hey, oh..."

At the ranch in Nanxiang, Mu Wuzhe put his hand around his mouth and greeted him loudly.

After a while, I saw a large group of dogs, such as flowers, black dogs, and gray dogs, running over from various places, jumping around Mu Wuzhe, and some naughty ones stood up directly, wanting to climb up. to him.

"Get down!"

When Mu Wuzhe saw that there was no more dog running over, he yelled loudly.

All the dogs got the order and hurriedly lay down on the ground.

Counted, and the numbers matched.

Then he nodded and shouted to the people behind him, "You can open the pen."

The shepherd waiting for the order behind him hurriedly ran to the sheepfold in the distance, shouting as he ran, "Open the circle—"

I saw the wooden fence finally slowly opened the first opening, and then another...

The flock of sheep, which had been impatient for a long time, swarmed out, screaming "bleat" while squeezing, and rushed to the vast world outside the fence.

Mu Wuzhe waved his hand and gave orders to the dogs, "Go!"

I saw the group of dogs that had been lying peacefully just now jumped up and ran towards the flock of sheep. At the same time, during the running process, they continued to bark and spread out according to a specific route, forming an encircling circle.

The biggest dog in the middle took the lead, and directly intercepted the two sheep that ran out first and then left the flock, barking fiercely, and drove them back to the flock.

After the sheep came out, another small herd of cattle came out slowly, and finally the horses.

The horses were divided into two groups. One group was tall war horses, but most of them were lame or injured in some places. They were eliminated by Hanzhong Mansion and Yang'an Pass, and were picked up by Feng Yong.

There are also a few ponies in this batch of horses, which are foals that were born with great difficulty last year.

There is also a group of small-sized horses called Dian horses, which are more numerous than war horses.

As soon as the cattle and horses came out, they were immediately separated by the sheepdogs and driven to a specific open area.

Livestock raised in captivity must also be released regularly.

Fortunately, Nanxiang is at the foot of the Bashan Mountains, and there are many places that are not suitable for farming. After Feng Yong moved the pasture to Nanxiang, he enclosed a lot of land in the remaining veins of Bashan Mountains as places for cattle and sheep.

Mu Wuzhe walked to the horse specially assigned to him in the pasture, got on the horse, and walked around the herd of livestock, looking at everything in front of him, full of ambition.

Now in the mouths of those humble barbarians, his master, Feng Langjun, is the incarnation of the sheep god!

Otherwise, without chasing the river and pastures every day, you can raise so many cattle and sheep, who else in the world can do it except the sheep god?