The data set by Li Yuanxing is half of the maximum production capacity calculated in detail by Wu Zhao. You must know that there are less than 100,000 farmers in Yaozhou, and only 30% of what is grown is grain. A larger area is planted with medicinal materials and trees.
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Excluding the army, there are at least 500,000 people working in Yaozhou, and there are only two large, two small and four industries.
Among them, the big industries are steel and cement. Li Yuanxing's requirement for pig iron is only more than 2,000 tons a year. The black steel plants in later generations employed less than 100 employees and produced more than 1,000 tons a year.
In the Tang Dynasty, even if it was purely human labor, Wu Zhao's calculation method was that for every 100,000 people, the output of iron was 5,000 tons per year.
After all, the management methods, many equipments, and the theory of iron-making all come from later generations. A mere two thousand tons is too little, too little!
Another big industry is cement. The calculation given by Wu Zhao was 800,000 tons, which is 16 million jins of Datang. Li Yuanxing did not dare to mention it for fear of scaring these people.
There are two small outputs, one is medicinal materials and Chinese patent medicines, and the other is the tree planted by Li Yuanxing.
The tree name is Eucommia ulmoides, a type of silk cotton tree. A deciduous tree species.
Eucommia ulmoides is a traditional Chinese medicinal material, but the real purpose of Li Yuanxing's cultivation was not for traditional Chinese medicine, nor for that little bit of kapok. What he really wanted was eucommia gum, which was better than rubber and was a special rubber used in the aviation field in later generations.
Li Yuanxing was longing for it.
Cui Dunli was really frightened. This amount was so shocking. It would kill Lu Chengqing.
"Your Highness, I would like to ask Master Lu if you can reduce the number." Cui Dunli said next to Li Yuanxing.
"Hmph!" Li Yuanxing snorted coldly: "Do you know the peak value of Yaozhou's steel and cement output in my mind?"
"Your Highness, please give me your instructions!"
"Ten million jins of steel and 20 million jins of cement. Five years ago in Zhenguan, every year!" Li Yuanxing recited each year very seriously.
Cui Dunli looked pale. He knew the current annual output of the entire Tang Dynasty. The entire Tang Dynasty did not have ten million kilograms of steel a year. Yaozhou actually reached the annual output of the entire Tang Dynasty every year.
"This is the first construction. Many workshops have not yet been built, and the mines have not been completed. I have given a smaller amount. Add 20% every year. In the fourth year of Zhenguan, the value I mentioned will be reached. It can only be higher.
It cannot be lower. In the next five years of Zhenguan, it will be at least 20% higher."
What Li Yuanxing has is not confidence, but absolutely reliable data.
There are 5,000 tons of steel and only 100,000 tons of cement, which is too little, really too little. Li Yuanxing even dreamed of building a railway!
After saying that, Li Yuanxing walked out of the workshop, and stopped after a few steps: "Ma Yuan! You have finished the stone crusher. Come to Qin Wangzhuang, I will pass on a magical weapon to you."
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Ma Yuan saluted and knelt down.
After leaving the workshop, Cui Dunli said again: "I am frightened in my heart. I am really uneasy."
"Old Cui!" Li Yuanxing smiled and called him "Old Cui". Cui Dunli was stunned. You must know that Li Yuanxing had always called him Cui Changshi. This was the official title. He called him "Old Cui" and became much closer to him.
Li Yuanxing said again: "I ask you, I will give you 100,000 acres. I want 200,000 shi of grain. Can you do it?"
"I will definitely complete it!"
"The reason is the same, because you know how much yield per mu and how much output there is from how many fields. It's the same in Yaozhou. I know exactly how much iron ore can be mined every day, how many furnaces can be started, and how many furnaces can be started each day.
How much molten iron comes out of the furnace every day, and how many furnaces can the coke support? Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Cui Dunli just didn't react for a moment.
When Li Yuanxing explained it like this, he finally understood that the mass production in the workshop was actually the field.
"Deploy a few more skilled craftsmen. The chimney ash on the blacksmith's stove is also a good thing. You must learn to collect it. Also, control the amount of smoke. I don't want it to be dark everywhere in Yaozhou in a few years and the sky is full of black smoke. Still
There is that cement workshop, think of a way, don't care about money, I don't want to see the leaves on the leaves for dozens of miles around are covered with ashes."
Li Yuanxing is thinking about environmental governance.
"Your Highness is wise, and I also believe that Yaozhou should be picturesque. A few days ago, a craftsman suggested that the sewage in the blacksmith workshop can be precipitated, and silver can be extracted from it. There is no need to discharge the black water into the river. Then
Black water will kill the fish in the river!"
"Very good. Reward him. Give him an official position and let him work hard."
Cui Dunli took out his small notebook and wrote it down.
"Also, if you absorb too much lime, you will die. Let me think of a solution. Multi-layer linen masks are not good enough!"
"Your Highness, Taoist Master Sun has already put forward his opinions several times. The most dusty places now are all used by death row prisoners!" Cui Dunli's idea is not wrong. Anyway, the prisoners on death row are dead, and they just need to be given meat for every meal.
Li Yuanxing shook his head: "The death row prisoners are also human beings, and my brother is kind to the world!"
"I understand!"
Cui Dunli resigned. He was going to check all the reporting documents here in Yaozhou and report the key points to Li Yuanxing.
Qin Qiong then spoke: "Wu Lang, tens of millions of kilograms of steel, the Tang Dynasty cavalry is unparalleled in the world. But that cement, such a large amount, Wu Lang is going to use it."
"Brother Shubao, how long does it take to get to Chang'an from here?" What Li Yuanxing asked was completely nonsense. When they came, it took them nearly three hours to drive all the way, that is, five or six hours. This is only a distance of two hundred miles.
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Qin Qiong did not answer but asked: "Wu Lang, why not tell so and so directly, so and so is not good at guessing!"
"It's so boring. With cement and a built road, it takes one hour to get to Chang'an. Four hours is enough to get from Chang'an to Luoyang!"
Chang'an to Luoyang is 800 miles, that is, 400 kilometers. At the speed of a horse-drawn carriage of 25 kilometers per hour, eight hours is just right. Of course, this is the limit speed, and the horses have to rest on the road, but from Chang'an to Luoyang, we start early in the morning
, arriving at night, a one-day journey is extremely fast in Datang.
"Also, the river embankments built with cement can last for hundreds of years!"
"I understand. The gravel crusher is placed by the Jinghe River. Should we close the road?"
"No, it's just for the world to see. So what if those foreign guys see it? Can they make it? Even if it can be made, I don't know who can come up with 140,000 kilograms of iron at once. Hahaha!"
Li Yuanxing smiled, and so did Qin Qiong.
140,000 kilograms of iron is a huge amount for the surrounding states.
Qin Qiong also left to check the surrounding defense situation. Since Lao Cheng returned to Chang'an, he could only do the inspection of Youwuwei on his behalf.
Li Yuanxing returned to the resting place, ready to enjoy the wet fragrant nephrite.
But Wu Zhao was sitting in the room with no intention of leaving: "Wu Zhao, why don't you go and take a look at the gravel crusher?"
"No, you can be affectionate, just pretend I don't exist!" Wu Zhao answered without raising his head while fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand. Li Yuanxing was really helpless.
Cui Yingying's face was even redder. She could ignore the presence of the maid, but she could not ignore Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao did it on purpose. When Li Yuanxing was so angry that he wanted to curse, Wu Zhao secretly gave Li Yuanxing a roll of his eyes.
"Let's play mahjong!" Cui Yingying suggested!
"One hundred for one shot!" Wu Zhao rushed to say.
Cui Yingying agreed without saying a word. Even Qiu Xiang dared to agree. Cui Yingying received some New Year gifts from her family a few years ago. The copper coins alone were a cartload, which amounted to a thousand coins at least. What's more, Cui Yingying was in that clothing store again.
After earning some money, I have a lot of money on hand.
As for Qiu Xiang, as the first secretary of the Prince of Qin's Palace, she was also Li Yuanxing's most obvious concubine. She received many rewards and a lot of good years, and even when businessmen gave gifts, they did not forget to give Qiu Xiang a share.
Qiuxiang, who was still a slave, was definitely the richest slave in the Tang Dynasty.
He has a net worth of more than 400 yuan, which is a huge amount of money for a wealthy family.
Wu Zhao has a lot of money recently. Before the Chinese New Year, he started shopping and participated in the investment in the Zhuyeqing Winery. So in order to have enough money this month, Wu Zhao is happy to play mahjong.
The only one with a bitter look was Li Yuanxing.
If Qiuxiang is the richest slave in the Tang Dynasty, then Li Yuanxing is the poorest prince in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, including the Duke level and the Duke level, Li Yuanxing is also the poorest one. Not counting the King of Qin
According to the bank account, Li Yuanxing's personal money is now less than ten guan, and he still owes more than 7,000 guan.
To prepare for the New Year's celebration, I gave gifts to the nobles, aristocratic families, and merchants in Chang'an City. I spent all Li Yuanxing's money and borrowed 10,000 yuan from the Duke of Qin Wangzhuang to survive.
What kind of public account or private account? Everyone thinks it is nonsense, including Wu Zhao.
Cui Dunli also told Wu Zhao in private that everything in Qin Wangzhuang belongs to His Highness the King of Qin. This distinction between public and private is really meaningless, so he asked Wu Zhao to help persuade him.
Wu Zhao told Cui Dunli at the time: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin is controlling his own spending, so there is no need to persuade him!"
It doesn't matter whether you persuade or not, what's important is that His Highness the King of Qin really doesn't use public money. Li Yuanxing doesn't move, it doesn't mean that Cui Dunli, Wei Zheng, Zheng He, Wu Zhao, Cui Yingying and others don't move.
To repair the village and build the garden, public funds are still used.
Shi Guan, how could Li Yuanxing not smile bitterly? He had never won when playing mahjong with these girls.
There was a buzzing sound on the mahjong table. The three girls were happy and King Qin was worried. The more they worried, the more they lost. The more they lost, the more they felt sad. It was so painful!
At this time, the sky had darkened, and the two huge torches in the Tang Dynasty Arena in Chang'an City had been lit. The people who had been working feverishly for a day did not feel tired at all. Thousands of casino boys and temporary hires were here.
The children, in groups of three, two carrying beetles on their backs, one carrying a small bamboo card and the other carrying copper coins, were in the stands letting the people place bets. Each bet only cost one penny, which was just for fun.
A huge torch illuminates the entire arena, and the last game of the first day of the league is about to begin.
The team members on both sides have already entered the venue, showing off their strong bodies on this cold winter day, demonstrating to each other. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)