Farmer of Shu Han

Before the Liangzhou Rebellion, Qianghu rebellion, the number of common people was no more than a few thousand, and the number of people was no more than tens of thousands.

However, since the Liangzhou Rebellion, Liangzhou has been indiscriminately in disorder, ranging from a few counties to a large number of counties, and the number of rebels has also risen from thousands to tens of thousands.

The reason is that local wealthy families are involved.

Without the support of local powerful families, it is relatively rare for Qianghu rebels to reach tens of thousands.

Just like this time, someone dared to put forward the slogan of re-establishing Heshou and Ping Hanwang.

If someone said that the remnants of Song Jian's small court were not involved in it, Feng Yong would rather believe that his mother-in-law was pregnant with twins, and they were twins!

But none of that matters anymore.

Facing the Han army led by Ju Fu, Chen Shi and others after the Battle of Longyou, Feng Yong believed that the rebels could not afford to turn up any big storms.

It is enough to hand over things like fighting and killing to the generals under him. He has more important things to do.

For example, guarantee logistics.

Compared with going to the front line in person, the most important thing in this battle is how to turn the results of the victory into war dividends.

The Xinghan Club plays an important role in it.

Some time ago, when the weather started to warm up, Dongfeng Express was preparing to resume the supply to Longyou.

Now Xu Xun has completely left the route from Jincheng to Yong'an to his nominal cousin Xu You.

He himself worked tirelessly to follow the route of Longyou.

When he went to Shouyang in person, the weather in Longyou was already very warm, and Shouyang in Longxi might be a little colder, but it was only a little bit.

Walking outside, wearing a sweater and a coat is enough.

Xu Xun brought a small bag of grain over and asked Feng Yong to inspect the goods: "Brother, take a look, how good is this?"

Feng Yong touched his body, but he didn't find the knife.

I had no choice but to pick up a little powder with my thumb and forefinger, put it in my mouth and taste it, and then let out a bah, feeling that it didn't match the taste of dry food 2.0.

He snatched the bag and looked inside, only to see that the powder inside seemed to be gray?

I thought it was not enough light, so I went to the entrance of the hall and looked at it under the sun. Yes, it was gray.

"What is this? Can it be eaten?"

Feng Yong frowned and smacked his mouth, feeling that something was wrong with his mouth.

Xu Xun came over and smiled: "Brother has a tricky mouth, it's normal that you can't get used to this food."

"Don't worry! Tell me, what is this thing?" Feng Yong scolded, and shook the bag in his hand. At first glance, it looked like flour that was not well ground at the beginning.

But today's flour is not only much finer than before, but also much whiter. Even if it is mixed with various types of bean flour, it will not be as gray as this.

If it was flour, it was impossible for Xu Xun to bring it over for him to inspect the goods with a face full of credit.

Xu Xun leaned over and said in a low voice: "I can't blame my brother for not knowing, this is a new product from Nanxiang."

"It is ground into flour with Yutou. Except that the flour is replaced with Yutoufen, the rest remains the same. It is fried with lard and mixed with some salt."

"It looks like it's made without flour, but it tastes the same..."

Feng Yong looked at Xu Xun muttering and nagging, and shouted impatiently: "Speak human!"

"Ah, yes, yes. My little brother means that we can't just use the grain in Longyou here. Didn't Nanxiang grow a lot of yuto in the past two years?"

"Since this yu can be ground into powder and can replace flour, then this dry food..."

When Feng Yong heard it, his heart was full of fire. Isn't this just drinking the blood of soldiers?

Lao Tzu is working hard on the front line, and you are waiting to make war fortune in the back. How dare you think about drawing blood from soldiers?

At that time, when the soldiers turn their faces, I will be the first to die!

Thinking of this, Feng Yongyang picked up the yu head powder bag and was about to smash it on Xu Xun's head: "How dare you? See if I don't kill you first!"

Xu Xun saw that his brother turned his back on him before he finished speaking.

On the spot, he hugged his head and shouted: "Brother, spare your life, this is the meaning of Miss Zhang, I am wronged!"

It was Xu Xun who yelled just in time, and Feng Yong took back the bag that was almost thrown out: "Who? Miss Zhang?"

Thinking of Zhang Xingyi's cute and delicate appearance, Feng Yong was furious again: "You are talking nonsense! How could Si Niang do such a thing?"

Although he knew that he was hurting her very much, how could Si Niang lay a minefield on him like this?

This blackening speed is too sudden!

Thinking of this, Feng Yong kicked Xu Xun fiercely again.

"It's true, brother, Mrs. Zhang said that Nanxiang has planted a lot of yu to prepare for the famine every year."

"There are so many yus that you can't even finish the coolies underneath, so you can only feed the pigs in the end."

Xu Xun was kicked, not daring to be negligent, and quickly explained, "Miss Zhang happened to be back in Longyou, and knows the situation in Longyou."

"After she went back, she didn't know who she learned the trick from. She used the yu to grind it into powder, fried it and made it into dry food."

When Feng Yong heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

Seeing the change of expression on his brother's face, Xu Xun knew that he might be safe, so he approached cautiously again.

"Brother, after all, this little lady is also thinking of our brothers."

"The Hu people in Longyou, what do they eat? There is not much difference between Yutou powder and flour, at most, the color is different."

"Besides, the food in the hands of the brothers is not only for Longyou, the plantation in Nanzhong, the horse farm in Yuejuan, which one does not need food?"

"Besides, the food stock in our club has been decreasing day by day since the Northern Expedition. It won't work like this. Anyway, instead of feeding the pigs, why don't these yus be used to help the barbarians in Longyou?"

Fuck!

You take it for granted, you are really a complete profiteer.

Feng Yong looked at him: "Are you sure this is what Miss Zhang ordered you to do?"

It shouldn't be, how can my fourth wife be so wicked, you must have instigated her to do it, and then pushed the matter onto her head!

"How dare my younger brother talk nonsense? Besides, my younger brother can't think of such a wicked, uh, such a good way to save money..."

Xu Xun stumbled on his mouth.

Can you say one more thing? Believe it or not, I will kill you!

Feng Yong pondered for a while, finally rolled his eyes, picked up a little powder, put it in his mouth and licked it.

Force yourself to believe: Well, this taste is about the same, right?

"I just don't know if they are used to eating..."

"Is there anything you're not used to?" Xu Xun saw Feng Yong's signs of loosening, and quickly mustered his tongue, "Brother, it's good to have something to eat these days."

"My little brother came from Pingxiang, and happened to meet a small tribe of the Huns. I heard that General Ma arranged to send them here."

"They were chased by the Xianbei people in the north. They lost their cattle, sheep and horses. What a tragedy! My little brother couldn't see it, so he specially sent them a bag of dry food like this."

"Guess what? The leader of the Huns was so grateful to my younger brother, and even let him spend the night in his tent..."

When Feng Yong heard it, he squinted: "Huh? What, you and him fell asleep?"

"Cough," Xu Xun blushed, "Brother doesn't know something, this barbarian is rude and rude, and some customs are very different from ours. This master stayed overnight, which makes people feel..."

Having said that, he paused, as if he couldn't think of any words to describe it.

"It's delicious?" Feng Yong answered.

"Yes! It's so delicious!" Xu Xun patted his thigh, then looked at Feng Yong, "Your brother also knows?"

He looked to the side, and then said in a low voice: "Could it be that brother Cheng also spent the night in a barbarian camp?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized: "That's right, brother is the descendant of the mountain god in the eyes of the barbarians. I'm afraid there are countless barbarian leaders who want to invite brother to spend the night?"

"In this way, the wives and daughters of the barbarian leaders in Longyou..."

Feng Yong saw that this person's words became more and more inhumane, and immediately kicked him away: "Get lost!"

I didn't even bother to rub them with soap overnight.

Xu Xun posted it again with a deadpan face: "Brother, look at this dry food..."

"How much do you have?"

Feng Yong asked.

"Brother doesn't speak, how dare we do this easily? Now the younger brother just took a little and let the elder brother palm his eyes."

"If elder brother thinks it's feasible, then younger brother will bring a batch over next time. Speaking of which, the Yutou from Nanxiang has been stored for a whole winter, and if left unattended, I'm afraid it will be broken."

Xu Xun said quickly.

"Success, then bring a batch over next time." Feng Yong nodded, accepting the matter, "But this thing needs to be changed."

“Try mixing half and half of the flour and half of the rice flour so it’s not too obvious.”

After all, it was Siniang who proposed it, so I have to give it no matter what.

Besides, there is a famine in Longyou, what's wrong with using Yutou to relieve the famine?

Not only is it not wrong, but it is also a matter of course.

It's just that the shape is different!

Si Niang is indeed a virtuous housewife, and she immediately grasped the essence of things: it is a heinous crime to prepare food properly and not use it to relieve the famine, but to use it to feed pigs!

"Brother is more thoughtful!" Xu Xun hurriedly flattered, and then leaned forward again, "Brother, this time the Western Expedition rebels, our..."

Speaking of this, Xu Xun's eyes sparkled, "Should the price be raised too?"

"What?"

Feng Yong couldn't react for a while.

"Work hard." Xu Xun pointed out directly, "I heard that there are more than 100,000 barbarian rebels in Longxi!"

"The price of this pork has increased by almost a factor of 10, and this human meat... Uh, my brother said, this labor is still high-quality labor, so the price will increase anyway! Otherwise, wouldn't we be at a loss?"

"How much do you plan to raise?"

Feng Yong asked.

The price increase is definitely going to increase, but Feng Yong has been staying in Longyou this year, and even went to the remote place of Longxi in the past few months.

It is inconvenient to transmit information, and I am not familiar with the current market, so I have to ask someone who is familiar with the market.

"This number." Xu Xun stretched out three fingers, "My little brother discussed it with Deng Weizhe, and this number is enough."

Hearing this, Feng Yong took a deep breath, you guys are too badass, and the price was raised by almost half in one fell swoop.

"Come up an integer?"

"Yes, that's right, round up an integer, one in a hundred."

Xu Xun nodded.

"Will it be too much?"

Feng Yong hesitated.

It's not that I feel sorry for these barbarians, but I'm worried about causing a market rebound.

These days, for the barbarian who refuses to be educated, once the army passes by, it is basically a massacre.

Since the war between the Han and the Huns, it has always been this way, with no mercy or humanity at all.

It is often said in the history books that they won the battle and obtained tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses, but they never mentioned what happened to the original owners of the hundreds of thousands of livestock.

How will they survive after their livestock are taken away?

It's enough to die, what kind of livestock do you need?

This is the real historical truth.

Since Feng Yong proposed the concept of using prisoners of war to convert labor and restore farming, the treatment of prisoners of war has been much better than before.

And this concept is very in line with the trend of the big man's urgent need for population.

At least the prisoners of war have changed from being bloody massacred to having a little hope of surviving.

From this aspect, Feng Yong felt that he had made great merit.

"Brother, there are really not many of them. We have already negotiated with those who plan to come to Longyou to open workshops in Sichuan, and they are willing to raise the price."

Xu Xun said hastily, "Brother, you don't know, apart from elder brother, you really can't find labor anywhere else."

"Even Nanzhong, it's safe to say that in the past two years, it belongs to the tribe under the name of the five captains of Nanzhong, and it can catch some barbarians from the mountains and forests who attacked the manor."

"Now those small tribes and small villages in the mountains and forests have also learned how to behave, and they will take the initiative to run out of the mountains and forests to find the government, saying that they want to learn farming."

"Listen, brother, this barbarian can't just stay in the mountains and forests and learn how to farm..."

Hearing this, Feng Yong had a half-smile on his face and mixed feelings in his heart.

But on the surface, he had to scold him: "Don't say a few words, teaching the barbarians to farm is the South China policy set by the prime minister. How can you allow you to make random comments? Don't die?"

"Oh, yes, yes. The prime minister is very kind, why don't you tell me that General Huo Aji from Pingyi County even went to Jincheng to meet His Majesty in person."

"Finally, with His Majesty's permission, we plan to open a sugarcane plantation under the name of Nanzhong Metallurgy. It seems that the barbarians in Nanzhong have really been enlightened..."

Feng Yong was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "Huo Aji?"

"Brother, don't you remember?"

How can you not remember?

If the title of Nanzhong Ghost King hadn't been fueled by the two barbarian leaders Meng Huo and Huo Aji, it wouldn't have been able to resound throughout Nanzhong and leave such a bad name.

"Huo Aji is a sober person." Feng Yong nodded approvingly. Feng Yong has always admired this barbarian general who used his whole family's strength to help the Great Han put down the chaos in Nanzhong.

With such a change in Nanzhong, it has taken another step forward from the semi-restricted management to the real county management.

Xu Xun was a little disapproving, he only had labor in his eyes: "So, it is getting harder and harder to find labor nowadays."

"I heard that my elder brother is going to attack the rebellious Hu in the west of Longxi, my younger brother was really happy, and came here without stopping."

When he said this, his face was very anxious, even anxious: "Brother, have you heard about it? There have been rumors recently that the prime minister is planning to take action against Lao Li."

Feng Yong looked as if he had expected it a long time ago, "Isn't this a normal thing? How many benefits have we had in the past few years, the court can only watch from the sidelines, who will feel better?"

Emerging markets always have to return to government management after experiencing the initial barbaric growth.

Not to mention the sensitive issue of population.

The prime minister's idea that Han and barbarians are the same is ultimately for the sake of population.

Seeing Feng Yong's expression, Xu Xun was a little surprised on the spot: "Brother already knew about the prime minister's plan?"

Feng Yong glanced at Xu Xun: "What do you think? How could the prime minister not greet me in advance for such a thing?"

After all, he is the head of the Dahan Labor Company.

You can't get around yourself even if you get around anyone.

When Xu Xun heard this, he was overjoyed immediately, then breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his thumb: "Your brother is the best!"

During the Northern Expedition, the great Han captured many Wei soldiers, and now they are farming in the Longyou Governor's Mansion.

There is also Di Wang, Qiangduan, who wanted to focus on the old tricks, and wanted to deceive the big man again, but he was deceived by the big man, so all the Di people who rebelled in Yinping Wudu fell into the hands of the big man.

Now the prime minister of the Han Dynasty finally intends to extend his evil hand to the huge market of labor.

Longyou is vast and sparsely populated, and the big man decided to farm here.

What about labor?

Look for it from the ghost king!

The main source of labor is Feng Yong, as long as you can find Feng Yong, everything will be solved.

"What the prime minister means is that in the future, anyone who uses labor must register with the government, just like farming cattle. If you kill labor at will, you will be fined."

"So these laborers can only be regarded as sinners in hard labor. After the hard labor is over, they will be rearranged by the government."

Feng Yong carelessly explained Zhuge Old Demon's plan, "It's just a temporary plan at the moment, and it's not clear when it will be implemented."

"Since the prime minister has told his elder brother what he meant, it's probably not far from implementation, right?"

When Xu Xun heard this, he became even more anxious.

"Maybe."

Feng Yong actually couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling.

In the wildly growing market, I am definitely welcome to be in a huge advantage. I can eat as much as I want - but there are huge hidden dangers.

Maybe it will explode one day, especially for myself who is getting more and more in a high position.

Therefore, it is much safer to return to the unified management of the government, which shows that this market has been recognized by the government.

Unsafe short-term windfall profits and long-term steady streams each have their own advantages.

"Brother, then this price increase is even more urgent. Who knows what will happen to this labor in the future? Before the news from the Prime Minister's Mansion comes out."

"Brother is now sending troops to quell the chaos of the Hu people in Longxi, hurry up and eat some more meat!"

Xu Xun hurriedly persuaded, like a profiteer with a heart as black as coal.

"Did you spread the word that the prime minister may not allow the sale of labor in the future?"

Feng Yong thought of what Xu Xun said just now that people who bought labor were willing to raise the price, and he understood it all at once.

You stinking and shameless rich and powerful capitalists!

For the sake of profit, how dare the prime minister take the blame? Um?

"No, no, brother, don't talk nonsense." Xu Xun immediately denied, "It's not a rumor from someone, I just heard it occasionally!"

Feng Yong sneered, and didn't say whether he believed it or not.

Using information asymmetry to deliberately disrupt the market and then take advantage of the opportunity to grab huge profits, why does this routine feel so familiar?