Our Hometown

Chapter 45. Difficult bank business

As long as the dog came back alive, Yun Lang's dangling heart would be put down, and Yun Family's small households would have a few confidant family members, and no one could afford it.

As for how much suffering the dog has suffered among the Huns, Yun Lang actually doesn't care. The young people don't suffer a bit. How will they be responsible in the future?

Older people think so about young people.

In this case, Dong Zhongshu just said to Yun Lang. At that time, Yun Lang was very harsh, so Yun Lang held the idea that he didn't want to be imposed on others. By just thinking like this, he would never say that.

Looking at the drunken disciple who was drunk, Yun Lang just smiled and felt satisfied, and then let Chou Yong take Huo Guang to rest.

In general, today is a very good day, Yunlang is very satisfied to see the fiercest collision of thoughts in the Great Han Dynasty.

At the same time, he also found that the political and ideological struggles of the Hans are not much different from those of later generations, and they all aim to win the hearts of the people.

It's that the loser will be beheaded, which always makes Yunlang's neck cool.

I hope Liu Che will not be so cruel.

Unlike the Hans, in this land, as long as the ruler is a clear-minded and wise man, the possibility of his country becoming the most powerful overlord on the earth is almost ten-ten things.

And Liu Che is definitely the best among the rulers of this land for thousands of years, and the name of Qin Huang Hanwu is not casually talked about.

Having such a ruler is absolutely painful for a smart person like Yun Lang.

You can't beat it, you don't listen to your good advice, even if you listen to it, you will only accept your advice, but will treat you as an unstable factor and exclude it from his system.

The Hans will not perish. At least Yun Lang cannot see the possibility of extinction in his life. Therefore, devoting himself to economic construction is the only thing that Yun Lang can do.

The huge Han State is not Liu Che alone, he belongs to all Han people, everyone has the right to pursue a better life, Yun Lang now only wants to speed up this process.

Zhang Anshi was wearing sackcloth and straw sandals, sitting in the shade and shaking his straw hat to chat with the old farmer.

Just after harvesting, the corn field still exudes a moist atmosphere of soil. The cattle hauled a cart full of wheat and walked steadily towards the store. Everything seemed rich and tranquil.

"The old man doesn't have much to think about now, just thinking about how much harder it is to build the house in the house and use the best wood. In the future, the children and grandchildren will also shelter from the wind and rain for a few years."

The black-faced old farmer likes this fair-skinned young man very rarely, and the sons of rich people rarely like Shimoda.

"In fact, it doesn't take long. There are so many men in Lao Zhang's family. It's a pity to plant all the land. If you can go back and cut some wattles in the mountains during your free time, and peel them and sell them to the paper-making workshop, it's a huge sum of money.

The remaining wattles can also be woven into baskets and sold to the workshop together. This kind of good deed didn't understand why no one did it? "

Zhang Anshi said with a smile.

The old farmer smiled and said, "Good for my future generations, go to the mountain to cut the wattle, we are doing it, the basket, the rattan box farmhouse family will not get it.

You have to know that this is a drudgery job. You walked a dozen miles to cut the wattle, and then carried it back. Even if you are a hard worker, you can only go back and forth one day.

For the baskets used by my family, the boxes can be dried like this. If you want to weave the baskets, the boxes will be sold ... Haha, if you expect to buy a basket for dinner, the old man's family will be starved to death. "

Zhang Anshi pointed to the barren ramp on the edge of the old man's farmland: "If you insert a wattle here, wouldn't you have to go to the mountain and cut it?"

The old man blinked his eyes and said, "This can be done. This barren **** has fifty acres of land. If you can insert wattles, what you said is really capable.

This barren **** is the land of your majesty. If it is taken by the old man's family, your majesty may be a bit sorrowful.

Over the years, the old man planted land in Shanglin Garden, which took a lot of money from His Majesty. His Majesty did not care about the farmer, if ... "

Zhang Anshi's big white teeth smiled and said: "Year ago, His Majesty had issued an order to encourage farmers and mulberries, and he personally planted mulberry seedlings on the southern slope. He also said that the beauty of the world is better than that of farmers and mulberries. The barren hills underneath are all planted with mulberry, flourishing to the end! "

The old peasant's eyes suddenly glared big, and he whispered for a long time: "Really?"

Zhang Anshi smiled without good intentions: "Here is a barren **** that only grows barren grass. What is the difference between long grass and long wattle?"

The old farmer swallowed and nodded, "That's right ..."

Zhang Anshi got up and patted the dust on his butt, and said to himself: "Yun's on the other side of the cliff is now depositing money, only 20% of the profits a year. If you can get Yun's money, use it to buy farming Cows, mules, and even hire people to work ... In less than three years, you can easily build a large blue-brick building ... "

The old farmer glanced at Zhang Anshi's going away, thoughtfully.

Shanglinyuan has been idle for sixteen years, and it has been open for less than five years. The population has gradually become denser.

Small natural villages have begun to appear in the mountains, but the houses here are basically cottages, and some people have built half of the adobe houses temporarily suspended due to busy farming. However, they can still see the meaning of a hundred industries from the middle.

Building a house is always the biggest thing in life for the Han people, and it can even rise to the sacred point.

The first idle money earned by the poor will always be used as a reserve fund for building a house. Once the money is almost saved, the new house will be put on the agenda immediately.

Zhang Anshi has just seen the new houses of several families, which is not bad. It is taller and more spacious than the houses built by people in Yongan County. It is easy to see the economic gap between the Jingshi people and the local people.

In Yong'an County, a land of the Yun Family, Zhang Anshi saw a mode of laissez faire that was unique to Emperor Wen and Emperor Jing.

The tax collected by Yun's every year is generally fixed as long as there is no major disaster, and the people there seem to think that this method is good.

However, all of this seems messy in Zhang Anshi's eyes. Although the people in Yong'an County are generally able to eat enough, they do so by evading taxes.

The main reason is that Yun's will not take back the taxation of Yong'an County to Chang'an. First, it is not worth it. Second, Yun's very much wants to leave a good reputation in Yong'an County.

The taxes collected from the people were finally returned to the people through various subsidies. In Yong'an County, Yun was the biggest rich fool among the people.

As the son of Zhang Tang, Zhang Anshi also has some preference for the law. He believes that the people should be bound by the law, otherwise, they will act on their own, and there will be many messy things.

Therefore, after he arrived in Yong'an County, there was no so-called subsidy, and Yun's taxation should not be less.

As a result, Zhang Anshi was cursed by many vested interests, and he was called back by Yun Lang with a letter when he was preparing to clean up those sloppy people.

Zhang Anshi knew that Yun Lang was well-intentioned, and he did not want him to repeat his father's mistakes, but, in Zhang Anshi's heart, he was very reluctant to accept such kindness.

The farmhouse in front of me has a vast courtyard, but there are few creatures like chickens, ducks and geese in this courtyard. If possible, two pigs should be raised.

The young daughter-in-law who gave him water shyly answered, but her young husband looked at Zhang Anshi with a smile.

"Why not keep some chickens, ducks and geese?"

Zhang Anshi drank water ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ placed the bowl on the low wall and asked the man of his age across the low wall.

"I just got up and got married again. I have no spare money to catch chickens."

Zhang Anshi arched his hands and congratulated: "Congratulations, congratulations, as long as you are diligent, a good day is in sight."

The young man looked at his daughter-in-law and said with a smile: "The farmer's family is not afraid of suffering. After two years, they can go to the Yun's chicken farm to catch some chickens and ducks to raise them.

Zhang Anshi laughed and said, "The sooner the better days come, the better. I heard that Yun's opened a money bank and only gave money to the folks who wanted to get rich. There was only 20% profit a year. Nothing was cheaper than this. It ’s a good thing, you go and see, get some money out, buy chicken chicks, duck chicks, baby pigs, lambs, and wait until next year when all these creatures grow up, you can make a lot of money. "

The young man widened his eyes and said, "Does this really matter?"

Zhang Anshi looked up and looked at Baiyun flying in the sky, laughing: "The Yun family seems to haven't done anything to harm the folks ..."