Walking on the street, looking at some Tubo people sitting and talking at a roadside stall, Zhu Ciran looked around, and then chose a Tibetan stall to sit down.

The reason why Zhu Ciran could distinguish them was because their skin color was very different from that of the Hexi people.

From the information about Mu's surname, Zhu Ciran inferred that Mu Shouzhong was from Duogan and the eastern region of Uzang. The facts were just as he expected. Mu Shouzhong was from Leiwuqi City, a small chieftain on the road from Qamdo to Nagqu.

city.

As the stall owner solved his doubts, a clearer Suzhou appeared in Zhu Ciran's mind.

"You go and do your business, I'll go shopping by myself."

In the past, it was absolutely impossible for a mining area to employ 30,000 people.

Manjusri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Guanyin Bodhisattva, these are the names given to Zhu Youxiao, Zhu Youjian and Sun Chuanting by the liberated slaves.

More than two months have passed, and the Beijing-Jiayu Railway has reached Longxi County, but it is still 1,600 miles away from Jiayuguan.

"My uncle showed me books about the Western Regions. Four hundred miles to the northwest from here is Guazhou in the prosperous Tang Dynasty."

He stopped shouting, and just looked into the distance quietly, looking at the northwest sky that was as clean as a piece of blue cloth with no clouds, and looking at the rolling Qilian Mountains, without saying a word for a long time.

"Three hundred miles from Guazhou to the southwest is the Yangguan Pass where there is no old friend in the west."

The general escorted Zhu Ciran to the bottom of the city. While walking on the sloping horse road, Zhu Ciran could also have a panoramic view of the situation in Jiayuguan City.

Desert, solitary smoke, camel bells...

If Sun Chuanting had not liberated them, they would still be wearing chains and rags, eating bran that the nobles did not eat, and carrying ox yokes on their backs to plow the fields for the nobles.

In just one year, they cultivated two acres of land, and they raised the ten sheep, giving birth to fourteen lambs in the second year.

It's just that 400,000 former Tubo slaves suddenly became "people", which made them a little uncomfortable for a while.

After these Tubo people were moved to Hexi, the Chief Secretary of Hexi did not require them to wear Hanfu.

The reason for this name is because before he came to Hexi, the surname Mu was the only Han surname he had heard, and Shouzhong was because he wanted to express that he would repay the Ming Dynasty well.

Since the twelfth year of the Apocalypse, under the implementation of Zhu Youjian's "Apocalypse New Deal", Jingtie Mountain in the Qilian Mountains south of Jiayuguan has turned Jiayuguan into an industrial city standing in the Hexi Corridor.

Six years have passed since the construction of the Jingjia Railway started. Although the Ming Dynasty employed millions of workers, the construction of this railway is still far away.

According to time schedule, it will take at least four years before this railway can be fully opened to traffic.

After getting off the city wall, Zhu Ciran waved his hand to the general to signal him not to follow, and then he took Liu Shun for a stroll in Jiayuguan City.

When Jin Yiwei's voice sounded, Zhu Ciran also raised his head and looked northwest again: "You have traveled almost five thousand miles, but now you still have to be afraid of the invisible wind and sand?"

"But you don't have to be afraid. People in the capital say that King Qi is funny, open-minded, and always concerned about the lives of the people."

Zhu Ciran was standing here, standing on the city gate tower of Jiayuguan, with his hands raised and open wide, and the shouts in his mouth seemed to vent everything he had faced these days.

Zhu Ciran chattered a lot. Except for the words that Mu Shouzhong didn't understand, the other descriptions were exactly the same as the Bodhisattva in Mu Shouzhong's mind.

The so-called "steel" is not only reflected in its appearance in front of external enemies, but also in its internal appearance.

The five cents for a bowl of mutton noodles is still a bit expensive, but this is not the stall owner's problem, but the price is what it is, so there are not many people eating noodles at the stall.

Especially when he heard that the Bodhisattva would still care about the lives of their slaves, and that he was the one who presided over the liberation of their slaves, Mu Shouzhong clasped his hands in front of him and bowed again and again.

"People in the capital say that the King of Qi has a fair face and a beautiful face. He is tall and nearly five feet nine inches tall. He has a waist like a beetle and big eyes. His aura is overwhelming and he is the most powerful person in the world."

In a place like Hexi where the average daily wage is only ten cents, a pound of rice is only four cents, and a pound of mutton is only fifteen cents, a daily wage of twenty cents can already feed a family of five.

Already.

The streets paved with bricks and stones are neat and uniform, and merchants from Hami and merchants from the east meet here. Most of them are private merchants, and many state-owned products can only be purchased in Huangdian.

Tens of thousands of tons of iron ore produced in Jingtieshan were excavated manually, and mine cars were used to transport the ore via rails to the west of Jiayuguan City, 150 miles away.

Zhu Ciran looked at the northwest pass where there was only yellow sand, and recounted the knowledge he had learned from books one by one, making people wonder whether he was recalling the Han and Tang Dynasties or simply narrating.

"Stall owner, I want two bowls of noodles!"

Using this money and his family's sheep, Mu Shouzhong rented his current stall in Jiayuguan City and sold some mutton noodles every day to make a living.

In his personal opinion, his father looked quite like the Buddha in the temple, but Uncle Qi Wang had the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and looked like a god from heaven when he wore armor.

Compared with Han people, his nose is pointier and higher, his lips are thin, and there is less fat on his face. He has a typical Tubo appearance. This is why Zhu Ciran can tell that he is a Tubo person at a glance.

"Liu Shun, do you think what your uncle said is right..."

There are more than 400,000 people, to put it bluntly, there are 80,000 or 90,000 households, and the 30,000 men working in steel are the backbone of 30,000 families.

The skin color of plateau people cannot be restored in a few months, so their appearance characteristics are still relatively obvious.

Therefore, the related industrial jobs in a mining area basically solve the problem of feeding one-third of Suzhou's population.

Regarding his question, the stall owner only thought it was the uneasiness of the refugee and tried his best to explain to him.

Since he was a slave of the nobles of Leiwuqi City before coming to Hexi, and the arrival of the Ming army liberated them, he wanted to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, which was a very simple idea.

This Tubo man sells mutton noodles, and like other Han stalls, there is a wooden sign with the price written in simplified Chinese characters.

The local government arranged an adobe house for them the next day, and sent them an ox and ten sheep promised by the Chief Secretary, as well as a reclamation wooden sign for land reclamation and food stamps for twenty kilo of rice and wheat.

Ask him if he has seen his father and uncle...

Among the more than 400,000 people in Suzhou Prefecture, nearly 20,000 are engaged in mineral mining and nearly 10,000 are engaged in steelmaking.

He said in frustration: "That's right, how can a mortal see the Bodhisattva?"

After more than a dozen breaths, when Zhu Ciran put down his hands in frustration, his shouts also stopped on the Gobi Desert in front of Jiayuguan Pass.

But by the fifteenth year of Tianqi, when Zhu Ciran came to Suzhou, the cultivated land area of ​​Suzhou had reached more than 3.2 million acres.

Zhu Ciran shouted, and the Tibetan man who was kneading the dough also responded with a grin.

"A vast territory has its advantages and disadvantages, but if it does not benefit the people, then no matter how large the territory is, it is useless."

"That won't work! That won't work!" Zhu Ciran immediately panicked when he heard that he didn't have to pay.

After obtaining these, Mu Shouzhong and his wife cultivated land every day and learned Mandarin at the same time.

He did not say specifically how much money he could earn, but Zhu Ciran could tell from his skin being much fairer than other Tibetans that it would be at least much more than what he could earn from farming.

Apart from Zhu Ciran and the others, there were only two Tibetan people eating, probably from the same hometown of the stall owner.

There are more than 30,000 people living in the neatly planned Jiayuguan City. Together with the 100,000 people in Suzhou City, they are responsible for cultivating the fields between Jiayuguan and Suzhou. Of course, some of them choose to do business.

While talking, the stall owner also explained in detail some local rules in Suzhou, which are basically the same as those in Beizhili.

Zhu Ciran visited and found that the wages of these miners were twenty cash per day.

However, with the continuous investment in industrial steam engines and the increasing production of gunpowder, the Ming Dynasty's demand for steel continued to increase.

"Then how are you doing in Suzhou? If I come here, will I be bullied?"

"I think that Your Highness actually already has the answer in his heart."

"No, no, no!" The stall owner quickly raised his hands and shook them, and explained: "I have been here for two and a half years, and no one bullied me when I first couldn't speak Mandarin."

Compared with Zhu Youjian, Sun Chuanting was able to obtain the title of the incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva because of his feat of liberating more than 400,000 slaves.

"The people here are very nice. If you settle here, you will definitely live a happy life."

As he sat down, Zhu Ciran also asked: "The stall owner Qian speaks very good Mandarin. Have you been in Suzhou for a long time?"

"You are Han, and they will definitely not bully you, as long as you don't cross their pastures and fields."

After the end of the First Northern Expedition, Zhu Youjian once came to Suzhou. At that time, the 100,000 people here only had more than 400,000 acres of arable land, and most of the 100,000 people were halal Mongolians.

"Stall owner, I am from Beizhili and come here to make a living. Can you tell me something about Jiayuguan City?"

Of course, the most eye-catching among them are the Tubo people who migrated from Uzang in recent years.

Therefore, Zhu Ciran immediately took out a ten-penny Tianqi Tongbao from his arms, stuffed it into Mu Shouzhong's arms unprepared, pulled Liu Shun up and ran towards the street, thinking that he had eaten it.

Overlord meal.

"You..." When Mu Shouzhong reacted, he saw nothing but Zhu Ciran's back.

Holding the Apocalypse Tongbao in his hand, he had a smile on his face, clasped his hands together and bowed to the sky again and again:

"Bodhisattva lives for ten thousand years..."

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