Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 196 Butterfly
"More than 1 yuan per month?" Meng Tian said with a bit of anger on his face, "Is it gold that you, the Habayashi Army, can get so much money in exchange for pickled things? Could it be that you are bullying others? adjacent!"

After talking about it, Meng Tian's tone became more and more severe. Even though Chun Sheng was an iron eagle fighter who had experienced battles, under Meng Tian's eagle-like eyes, he was a little hesitant to speak.

More than 1 and a half taels per month, and 40 to [-] and a half taels a year, which is equivalent to more than [-] baht. This business is doing well...Fu Su chuckled in his heart, and his doubts eased a little.

Unlike Meng Tian, ​​he knew the magical effect of manure, and in many literatures in later generations, manure is also a commodity.

For example, the dung tyrant of Old Baijing made his fortune by monopolizing the dung, and bought a huge family business!
And in the Great Qin Dynasty in the west, the emperor named Vespasian also collected a lot of real money by collecting a pee tax called 'Chrysagyre'.His son, Titus (the emperor who destroyed Pompeii in the eruption of Mount Vesuvius during his reign), was very disapproving of his father's policy, thinking that the money from the urinal was too dirty and despicable.

So Vespa first put the coin that had just been confiscated in front of his son's nose and said: Money doesn't stink (money doesn't stink).

He is a great Qin Zhen and a great Qin, well, he insisted that he got it... Fu Su smiled, waved his hand to stop Meng Tian's anger, looked at Chun Sheng who was sweating coldly and said, "Tell me about how you sold manure. of."

Chunsheng took a peek at Meng Tian, ​​tilted his body unconsciously towards Fusu, and said, "Your Majesty does not know that since manure was used as fertilizer in the official fields outside Xianyang City, the leaves of the wheat seedlings there are greener than those in other places. , growing tall and strong. Therefore, the heads of Guizhou in various counties in Guanzhong followed suit and composted around their own fields."

"I also heard that the head of Guizhou in Xianyang City no longer handed over the excrement to the good family who collected the excrement, but kept it for himself and used it for his own fields..."

Listening to Chunsheng's narration from stuttering to fluent, a dancing butterfly vaguely appeared in Fusu's mind. Under the flapping of its seemingly weak wings, a hurricane sweeping the world quietly took shape.

Those Guizhou chiefs who can't read a whole lot of characters are not as stupid and insensitive as those sour literati describe, but on the contrary, they are more like the calorie Lidian, full of "peasant cunning" !
And the reason why they quickly accepted the composting method is that since the Shang and Zhou dynasties, people have always known how to use manure to fertilize the fields, but they don't know how to master the fermentation of manure to avoid the phenomenon of root burning.

When they saw the reliability of the composting method and saw the growth of wheat seedlings in the official fields, the leaders of Guizhou who had been farming all their lives would naturally follow suit.

Seeing that Meng Tian's face gradually softened, and Fusu also smiled, Chunsheng hesitated and said: "The matter of the Yulin army selling manure to the heads of the counties is mainly handled by Yan Fu, my minister..."

Not stealing the merits of subordinates, as expected of someone who has been with me for a long time... Fu Su nodded slightly and asked, "Where is Yan Fu?"

A moment later, a boy with slightly dark complexion, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a long crown and dressed as a seventh-level official ran over from a distance.

The young man bowed to the ground, and said loudly with his male duck voice that had changed his voice: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Fusu smiled and waved his hands, indicating that he could straighten up: "Are you Yan Junji's descendant?"

Under the law of Qin, soldiers from the head of Guizhou can be promoted to the fourth level at most. If they want to go up, they need to be the post-junior generals.

And this child's surname is Yan, and he has a seventh-level title, so it is very likely that it has something to do with Yan Junji, who is nicknamed "brain tank".

Yan Fu cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, my ancestor is the youngest son of Lord Yan."

He does not have an official position, so he does not call himself a minister but me.

Fu Su nodded slightly, Yan Fu said that he was the descendant of the youngest son of Lord Yan, not the descendant of Lord Yan, it was the patriarchal system of this period, that is, "If the son of a concubine does not sacrifice, he will know his ancestor".

That is to say, except for the son of Dazong who inherited the position of Yanjun, the rest of the branches can only say that they are descendants of XX.

For example, Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty in the later generations, the record of him in the annals of the Three Kingdoms is: the first master was surnamed Liu, taboo, and his character was Xuande.

Only after he proclaims himself emperor can he call himself a descendant of Han Gaozu, that is, "set up hundreds of officials, set up ancestral temples, and offer sacrifices to the emperor below".

Fusu looked at the nervous Yan Fu with a smile on his face: "How did you come up with the idea to sell the manure? You have a noble man and you are young. Could it be possible that you have also farmed?"

Yan Fu said with a look of nostalgia: "My father once said that even if the Son of Heaven plows by himself, the heirs of the Yan family must know how to farm! So I have been working in the fields with my father and brother since I was a child, and I have a little experience in farming."

"There are tens of thousands of people and livestock gathered in Shanglin Garden. According to the composting method shown by His Majesty every day, countless manures can be produced, and the fields are limited, so I think these inexhaustible things can be sold to households in urgent need at a low price. , in exchange for money, can also make the country rich.”

Well, having said that, the army is not allowed to do business... Fusu nodded with a smile, and then decided to promote this method in the garrison and official ranches, but the specific operations have to be completed by officials under the name of the Shaofu. After all, the army has changed The beginning of being a warlord is that they have the financial resources to survive without relying on the court.

Fusu looked at the dark-faced Yan Fu and said: "Well, since you said that you know a little about farming, I will follow the example of Gan Luo and ask you to be my mistress. You first help me take care of Shanglin Garden. I will entrust you with other important tasks!"

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In the courtyard of Tian Dan's house in Di County, Linzi County.

Tian Dan leaned on the pillar of the gazebo, looked at the boy servants practicing fighting skills on the sandy ground, and corrected their movements with words from time to time.

Tian Rong came hurriedly from outside: "Brother, I heard that the county sent people to ask the county government to come forward and relocate two hundred poor households to Jincheng County!"

Tian Dan flexed his wrist and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, you can notify the county magistrate later and ask him to give the fields vacated by the common people to our family members!"

Tian Rong nodded, and then said with a solemn face: "One more thing, I heard that the imperial court will change the currency system again, and use five baht coins instead of half taels! And it is said that when the old and new money are exchanged, there will be a censor Accompany to register!"

Tian Dan sat up straight suddenly, thought for a while and said, "It's okay, anyway, in the household registration book, you and I are not surnamed Tian, ​​just a Qianshou with little wealth! Hehe, Qianshou!"

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