"You can take care of the matter of growing grain. Don't bother me." By the Miaoshui River in the east of Shouchun City, Sun Zuo waved his hand to his entourage, and then continued to listen to the old man in front of him.
"There are too many wild silkworms. They are all over the mountains and plains. No one wants them. They are worthless." Lao Ji rambled, with a bit of surprise on her face.
Although the accent was difficult to understand and someone had to "translate" it, Sun Zuo was still very interested. Then he picked up a silkworm cocoon, looked at it carefully, and asked: "How many wild silkworm cocoons can be harvested in a year?"
Lao Ji didn't need to say anything now. The official accompanying the translator replied directly: "There are always more than 10,000 stones a year, which is a lot."
"What to eat?"
"It eats leaves to form a cocoon, as big as rice and green in color."
"Guo Yigong's "Guangzhi" says that '(Qingzhou) oak trees eat away at the leaves of the oak trees and can be used to make cotton.' So it must be this thing."
Sun Zuo said.
Vertebral tree, tree, has different names in different places.
In fact, not only Qingzhou, Huainan, and Soochow have such wild silkworms, but they may not eat the leaves. "Households in Henan earn three kilograms of cotton every year." Sun Zuo said with emotion: "And in Huainan, they pick up wild silkworm cocoons every year.
There are hundreds of thousands of kilograms of cotton. The cotton can be used to make cotton clothes. Unfortunately, when the weather is cold, the people in the north have no clothes to keep out the cold. Isn't this just money? It is everywhere."
"Write it down." He turned his head and said to a young nephew.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" A strong cry of killing came from the east bank of Feishui, which startled Sun Zuo.
Dingqing looked around and saw that it was the soldiers from Yinqiang Zhongying who had been taken to Bagong Mountain for training.
"I know how to fight and kill." Sun Zuo said, "I am trying to pave a smooth road for the emperor."
"Do you know how to write it?" Sun Zuo looked at his nephew Sun Song again and asked.
"Wild silkworms eat leaves and turn themselves into cocoons—
"You can't write like this when you want to talk to the scholars in various states when you go back!" Sun Zuo straightened his face and said: "There are wild silkworm cocoons everywhere, and you can pick them up if you bend down. They weigh no less than two million kilograms, which can reach hundreds of thousands of households in a year.
Mianzu. The natives once said, "There are more of these things in the south of the Huaihei River than in the south of the Yangtze River." However, the south of the Yangtze River is humid and humid, so the people do not use this thing and discard it like a shoe. If it is sold back to the north, Shi Chong,
Wang Kai is not as rich as me."
Sun Song was stunned.
Sun Zuo chuckled, how could Mrs. Sheep be so favored without my own efforts?
He said goodbye to the old woman soon. Before leaving, he gave her a piece of silk as a reward.
Huainan and Jiangnan are relatively backward, and it is almost impossible to see silk of such good quality. One piece is old enough to be used for a long time.
After lunch, Sun Zuo walked around a few more places and asked questions at will.
Sun Song followed behind and kept recording.
And in this kind of record, the prototype of a manor was revealed.
On August 20, Sun Zuo returned to Shouchun, and the young eunuch Cao Yi also arrived here.
This man was still in Pingcheng in June, but two months later he came to Shouchun to work at the front station and work hard on the ground.
However, when he saw the fog in the morning, he became a little suspicious and suspected that it was miasma.
"Don't worry, Mr. Cao, it's fog." Yang Bao stood on the bow of the boat and laughed.
While he was talking, the boat had already turned into Shaopi along the Lijiang River.
There are more than ten boats in the Pi, each carrying twenty or thirty soldiers, all armed with swords and bows, and are waiting in full formation.
Cao Yi looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Don't worry, the Jiangdong navy has retreated." Yang Bao said, "There may be people in Lujiang who are accustomed to fighting on the water, but most of them are in the south, and there are very few in the north. Even if there are, they can still fight."
"Did you see the water gate over there?" He pointed with his hand and said, "That's the Big Incense Gate built by Deng Ai when he was in charge of Shaopi. Quan Cong of the Eastern Wu Dynasty dug it up, and the fields in Shaopi were covered with ocean. In the Jin Dynasty, Huainan Prime Minister
Liu Song restored it, so it can be cultivated again, but it is a pity that there is no one."
"Now that we have Yangquan, we have no worries in the north of Shaopi. This winter we just need to dredge the ditches and restore the old fields. We can start farming after spring next year."
"What will happen if the pirate navy comes again?" Cao asked.
"Captain Zhang intends to attack Lujiang after winter." Yang Bao said, "The thieves will be heavily fortified in Hefei. Attacking Lujiang can be unexpected. If they can succeed, they can also have all the benefits of Shaopi. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"
"If we fight in the summer, we still fight in the winter?"
"You shouldn't fight in summer, but you should fight after winter comes." Yang Bao said nonchalantly: "There are so many soldiers."
Cao Yi had nothing to say.
"From now on, we will cultivate land in Deng Ai's old fields." Yang Bao said, "If we can fill up the pavilion with food, we can mobilize more soldiers."
Cao Yi looked carefully at the vast mist of Shaopi.
Judging from the current situation, only about 5,000 hectares of farmland can be cultivated.
If ponds and irrigation canals can be properly repaired, the area can be increased to 10,000 hectares.
The maximum amount of farmland that can be irrigated in Shaopi should not exceed 20,000 hectares.
But this is already amazing.
According to the emperor's plan, rice and wheat are rotated, with two crops a year. And this kind of farmland that can be fully irrigated often has a very high harvest. Based on 5,000 hectares, it can accumulate 5 million dendrobium grains in an initial year. After a few years of farming,
, and can be greatly increased.
With this kind of food and grass, we can definitely support a large-scale war, and it is not impossible to capture cities and territories in Huainan.
But I don’t know who was in charge of Huainan’s military affairs in the Southern Dynasty. He will not have a peaceful life in the next few years.
On August 22, Cao Yi returned to Shouchun and immediately began to write a memorial and sent it to Luoyang.
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The autumn rain washes away the dust in Luoyang,
In the political hall, Prime Minister Wang Yan picked up a letter and read it carefully several times.
"Mao Hong, Mao Hong, sometimes your manpower is exhausted, so stop struggling." Wang Yan sighed and put down the letter.
In the long run, it is necessary to destroy the overseas counties and counties, but this seems to be a petty and petty thing.
In the past, many refugees came to Liu Hong's town in Jingzhou. He directly banned the mountains and rivers. There were not enough mountains and rivers, so the wasteland created after the Zhangchang Rebellion was granted to the refugees. All the refugees' household registrations were incorporated into the state and county.
But when we get to Jiangdong, we must establish Qiaojun. Why?
Of course, the situation in Jiangdong was complicated and he could not speak freely, but Director Wang worked hard to paper it, but he was able to make smooth decisions. Comparing the two, he felt very comfortable.
"Where is the Emperor?" Wang Yan asked Ling Shi, who was staying nearby and was sorting out archives.
"We have arrived in Hongnong."
"Why is it so slow?"
"The two Jin beauties are pregnant, so the journey is a little slow."
When Wang Yan heard this, he waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
After getting up and admiring the autumn rain in the corridor for a while, Wang Yan slowly returned to the hall and sat behind the desk specially made by Shao Xun for him, eliminating the need to kneel down.
Shi Helun, the governor of the Shanyu Protectorate, asked to establish a city in Pingcheng.
Fang is naturally the inner square of Luoyang, Youcheng and Bianliang, which is a residential area surrounded by walls.
The market is connected with the market. As the name suggests, it is a market enclosed by walls.
The reason why we discussed setting up a market actually stemmed from a slave trade.
Xu Chengzhi, a great farmer in Liangcheng, sent more than a thousand slaves to Pingcheng, and Cao, the young eunuch of the Shaofu, offered money to buy them. According to the usual practice,
No matter men, women, old or young, each person has two pieces of miscellaneous silk - actually a kind of silk produced in Pingyang, Hedong.
Cao Yi proposed to buy one piece of silk for one person on the grounds that the Qinghe silk he was carrying was soft and dense.
Xu Chengzhi agreed at first, but he needed to ask the Queen Mother Wang for instructions, but was eventually rejected. The reason was that Hu merchants from the Western Regions did not believe that one piece of Qinghe silk and Hanoi silk were worth two pieces of Hedong miscellaneous silk.
The slave sale was not completed in the end.
This is actually quite normal.
Hedong and Pingyang counties have more than one kind of silk, and the other counties also have more than one kind.
Wang Yan didn't count them carefully, but there are always hundreds of kinds of silks in Daliang territory.
Some are harder and some are softer.
Some are denser, some are sparse.
Some are dyed, some are not.
Some have colored threads, some don't.
Some are even woven with hemp or rabbit fur, and some are made entirely of silk.
There are so many kinds.
Silk is something that is originally made for people to wear. Naturally, different types of silk are woven according to different uses.
Furthermore, depending on the quality of the weaver's skills and the different weaving methods, the price of the silk will naturally vary.
Not to mention that there are old and new ones, and the price of one-year silk and three-year-old silk are very different.
You use silk as money. You say it is worth a thousand dollars, but I say it is only worth five hundred. It is normal to argue endlessly.
To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is not suitable for use as money.
But the young man's supervisor refused to give up and became furious. He heard that he was scolded for a long time in the official office, and the words were very unpleasant, and he could not get rid of the matters between men and women.
Wang Yan just wanted to laugh after hearing this. Don't you know what kind of virtue you have today? He's already old and his anger is harmful to his health.
Yu should have also gone to attack Mrs. Xu, because the emperor knew about it.
His response made Wang Yan extremely surprised. The emperor actually wanted to hold a talk and invite scholars and merchants to participate.
Wang Yan thought about it for a long time and always felt that this matter was not simple.
Perhaps it is not just related to business, but also other things, and it is something that the emperor has been planning for many years.
He couldn't figure it out, but he was very curious and eager to know what tricks the emperor was playing.
He always felt that after the emperor pointed his head at Jiangnan, he became less and less able to conceal his intentions.
"Don't do serious business!" Wang Yan secretly slandered: "A few things are more important than cleaning up the world?"
However, what was handed down still needs to be done.
Wang Yan thought about it carefully and recalled which noble families in his impression were engaged in business. He found out that he was shocked when he thought about it.
Compared with twenty or thirty years ago, there are really more scholars doing business now.
Before Jia Nanfeng's political chaos, the world was mostly peaceful. At that time, the Wang family in Taiyuan was counted as one, the Bian family in Jiyin was counted as one, and together with the Wang family in Langya, they all ran one or several businesses.
But after all, there are many manors and forts everywhere, and most of the wealthy families are still self-sufficient. Except for salt and iron, they rarely ask for help from others.
After all, this is the highest pursuit of scholars: to be self-sufficient and not to ask for help.
After Liang Guo's twenty counties were transferred to farmland, things slowly changed.
Many wealthy families could no longer maintain their former estates and began to resort to going to the market to buy things.
Don't tell me, my old wife Guo raised craftsmen to make gold and silverware, which was sold far and wide and made a lot of profits. In the past, the manor owner mostly let his own gold and silver craftsmen make various utensils, and would hardly go to the market to buy them unless
A batch of exotic goods arrived.
This year, there are nineteen more counties in Dutian. In fact, they were cleaned up once last year, but the emperor was not satisfied.
After the cultivation of the fields is completed, who dares to say what will happen to the world?
Wang Yan couldn't see clearly and felt a little confused. He seemed to be gradually unable to keep up with the pace of the emperor.
At the end of August, a huge team appeared in the western suburbs of Luoyang.
Everyone knew that the emperor's western tour ended and he returned to loyal Luoyang.
Chapter completed!