Mrs. Bian can also be said to be vigorous and resolute.
Just one day later, Bian Bing came to look for He Yan.
"Mr. He, my sister has explained the truth to me clearly. Just give me your orders."
Bian Bing is a very typical honest person, he plays his duty and listens to his sister.
After hearing Mrs. Bian say that such actions would not only make the Bian family prosperous but also help Cao Pi, Bian Bing decided to follow He Yan in his career.
"Uncle Bian, you're welcome, just call me Yulang."
He Yan told Bian Bing: "There is no need to be anxious at this time. Let's first calculate how much money we have."
Bian Bing had been prepared for a long time and took out a ledger from his pocket——
"The coins are about 100,000 yuan, and the rest of the brocade, silk, gold and silver are about 400,000 yuan."
"No more?"
"No more..."
Five hundred thousand dollars.
This is not a small amount, but if you calculate it carefully, you can usually buy dozens of acres of fertile land.
Compared with other wealthy families, Bian Bingzhen is considered poor...
"Uncle Bian, you first use 100,000 yuan to buy fertile land. Remember, it must only be fertile land!"
"know!"
"Also, Uncle Bian must buy land with great fanfare! It's best to let everyone in Xuchang know that Uncle Bian wants to buy land!"
"clear!"
Because of the war on the front line, no one will buy land at this time.
After all, except for He Yan, even Cao Cao, Guo Jia and others who were fighting on the front line did not dare to say that they would definitely win!
So when Bian Bing directly took 100,000 yuan to buy the land and asked the servants at home to clear the way, the huge publicity caused really made the dull Xuchangcheng focus on Bian Bing.
Xun Lingjun, who was responsible for looking after Cao Cao's house, was also a little confused when he found out: "This Bian Bing has always kept a low profile. Even when buying land, he should do it secretly. Why is he so public today?"
"If he wants to buy it, let him buy it. It will just add some money to the government."
Ren Jun, the general of Dian Nong Zhonglang who happened to be on the side, sighed: "Sikong is hoarding soldiers on the front line, and the food consumed every day is astronomical! The Central Plains has been in war for years, and people's livelihood is in decline. If the war continues, there will be resentment among the people!
"
Logistics is the first priority in a war.
If Xun Yu is the person who controls the wealth of the rear, then Ren Jun is the person who increases the wealth of the rear.
Since Zao Zhi and Han Hao proposed the "farming system", Ren Jun was appointed by Cao Cao as the "Diannong Zhonglang General" to farm in the rear area.
It can be said that it was Ren Jun's existence that allowed Cao Cao to continue fighting for years. Otherwise, Cao Cao's army would have starved to death long ago.
But it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
Defeating Yuan Shu, conquering Zhang Xiu, attacking Xuzhou...the little wealth in the Central Plains is really too much to hold on to!
Xun Yu also sighed: "How long can the food in the granary last?"
"At most three months."
It's February now, and if we stick to it for three months, it will be May...
Xun Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "In May, if the middle is a little tighter, it can last until June. June is just the time for the grain harvest. I think the weather this year is good, and the grain growth should not be bad. When the grain harvest this year,
Then you can hold on for a few more months.”
Ren Jun's face was full of bitterness: "Xun Lingjun is really good at settling accounts."
"But when the new grain is harvested, it will inevitably be transported from Xuzhou, Yuzhou, and even Guanzhong to the front line. Not to mention the consumption in the process, I'm afraid someone will add insult to injury."
Ren Jun was not only responsible for farming, but also for transporting grain and grass.
He knew very well the dangers that grain and grass would encounter during transportation, so it was really unknown how many percent of the new grain would fall into the stomachs of the frontline soldiers.
"It's a pity that the crops outside Xuchang are growing so beautifully, but we can only watch."
Listening to Ren Jun's complaining tone, Xun Yu couldn't say much.
Those fields are all the fields of aristocratic families!
Their food has been taxed in every possible way, and the government cannot get it at all.
Why did Ren Jun want to go to farm? It was not because the fields in the farm were considered "public fields" and could not be reached by the hands of aristocratic families, but the food produced could be supplied to the soldiers.
If rents and taxes could be collected normally, who would be willing to put in so much effort into farming?
After a long while, Xun Yu said: "I will go and discuss with everyone. This year we will pay the food according to the rules. After all, it is a matter of life and death. They are not ignorant people."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ren Jun said goodbye to Xun Yu: "I will naturally trust Xun Lingjun, so I won't stay here for a long time. I heard that there are some problems with the granaries in Yuzhou, so I want to go and have a look."
"General Ren, take it seriously."
After sending Ren Jun away, Xun Yu faced the wall alone for a long time, and then he wrote several letters in succession and sent them to some people in Xuchang City.
"They know Sikong's temperament. If they really offend Sikong, it will be a big deal for everyone!"
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He Yan didn't know what was going on with Xun Yu and the others, but continued with his own plan.
When many wealthy households saw that Bian Bing still had enough money to acquire farmland at this time, they immediately came to Bian Bing with gifts, hoping that he could acquire more farmland.
And when these rich people saw too many of their peers, they actually got involved.
Some people say eight thousand yuan per acre of fertile land, while others offer seven thousand yuan per acre of fertile land.
Some people quoted 7,000 yuan, while others dared to offer 6,000 yuan...
Bian Bing was almost crazy with joy in the house, and hurried to He Yan, hoping to buy the land now.
"Master He! If I buy a field at this time, I can buy a hundred acres of land at least!"
Unexpectedly, He Yan just said "Yeah" calmly, and then said: "Then let's sell them all."
"Okay!"
Only then did Bian Bing realize that he seemed to have heard something wrong: "What Mr. He just said was 'buy'?"
"It's "for sale"!"
He Yan calmly repeated again: "Sell all the fields you just owned! All the fields belonging to the Bian family are also put up for sale!"
Bian Bing's smile suddenly faded and he looked at He Yan in disbelief.
"Master He...did you make a mistake?"
"Not really."
He Yan stretched out his palm and shook it hard: "Uncle Bian, what can a hundred acres of land do for you? It can only give you a few houses and a few fur coats."
"My goal is far from a hundred acres of land, but a thousand acres, or even ten thousand acres!"
Bian Bing was a little scared at this moment: "It would be nice to just sell the newly purchased fields. Why do you want to put all the fields of my Bian family up for sale?"
"Uncle Bian will know later."
He Yan looked at the hesitant Bian Bing and knew that he was afraid of losing and losing everything.
People like Bian Bing who climbed up from the bottom...even though the way he climbed up is somewhat disgraceful, he does know the suffering in the world.
Only with fields can everything be possible.
If you don’t have a field, you are a bitch who is worse than livestock!
It's not that he has no structure, he's just afraid.
Bian Bing's face was very ugly, but when he thought of Mrs. Bian and Cao Pi, Bian Bing gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: "Just do as Mr. He said!"