I was a famous teacher in ancient times

There are not many people setting up stalls on the streets of the county seat, and there are a few stalls here and there. In front of the people, there are baskets woven from trees and rattan. Inside the boxes are wild walnuts, pine nuts and other dried fruits from the Northeast, as well as some dried fungus and other dried vegetables.

Yang Xi squatted in front of the basket, she stretched out her hand to pick up the cleaned dried fruit, the pine nuts could still smell the fragrance of pine wood, "How do you sell the dried fruit?"

The man rubbed his hands and said in a stumbling manner, "One basket only costs fifty Wen, and one basket weighs ten catties."

This is the weighed weight borrowed from the shop. They didn't weigh the scale when they just returned home.

Yang Xi's reaction was that it was cheap, and wild walnuts were not worth much money, but pine nuts were expensive, "Aren't there merchants who accept mountain products?"

The man had a bitter expression on his face, "Merchants only accept medicinal materials and furs."

The mountain goods take up space on the scales, and the merchants are unwilling to accept the mountain goods. Their family does not know herbs, so they can only pick dry goods. As a result, the merchants refuse to accept them. Freeze to death!
Yang Xi looked at the dried fruit carefully. The man cleaned it up very cleanly, and the bottom of the basket was not mixed with leaves. He took the handkerchief from the maid and stood up. "How many are there?"

After the man came to his senses, his tone became more and more nervous, "There are still a lot, the villain hasn't weighed them, do you want them all?"

After speaking, he was stunned. He was afraid that the family's harvest would be taken away, and they would lose everything in the end.

The man looked at the guard with the knife with horror in his eyes, and then he noticed that the guard's face was fierce, and the man's anxious forehead was covered with sweat. He clearly wanted to ask for mercy, but he couldn't utter a word when he reached his mouth.

A man is not afraid of soldiers. Soldiers never disturb the people when they patrol. Just hide in fear. He is more afraid of nobles.

Yang Xi signaled the guards to back off. She took the purse from the maid and took out a silver coin from it, "This is fixed money. You send the dried fruit to the inn in the west of the city, and someone will pay the rest of the money. Of course, if You can change it for grain or salt if you want."

Now the salt in the city is brought by merchants, and the salt price is subsidized by the imperial court, which is similar to the price in the south, and the grain price of merchants is much higher than that in the south.

The man squeezed the silver coin in his hand, seeing the nobleman's kind tone, his heart was at ease, and he thanked again and again, "Thank you nobleman."

Yang Xi collected all the dried fruits from the remaining houses. She didn't collect medicinal materials or a lot of fur.

When Zhanpeng returned to the inn, dried fruits were being collected at the entrance of the inn, and there were more than a dozen of them, waiting in line for settlement.

Zilu asked the guard, "My mother took it?"

The guard replied, "Yes."

Zilu hissed, there were already more than a dozen bags of dry goods in bags, how much dry goods does mother want to buy?

Zilu ran to the backyard and saw his mother waiting for the fried pine nuts. When he walked in, he could still listen to his mother's chatter.

Seeing his son come back, Yang Xi said, "You have a good fortune and you will be able to cook soon."

Zilu sniffed the scent of pine nuts, "Mother, you bought too much."

"The people rely on the mountains to eat the mountains. In the past, merchants would come to collect mountain products in autumn. Now the merchants who come here mainly use medicinal materials. There is no way for the people to exchange mountain products for money. I collected more, and the people can also have more money for repairs. house for the winter."

Zilu heard the house, "Mother, grandpa's ancestral house was burned down."

Yang Xi had already guessed in his heart, "It seems that your uncle is going to buy a house in the county and settle down."

Yang Zhanpeng just walked into the yard, and said, "I'll go to see the house tomorrow. As for the ancestral house, I can only rebuild it. I want to expand on the original basis."

Yang Xi nodded, "When you choose a house, we will choose an auspicious day to worship our ancestors."

Yang Zhanpeng felt disappointed. When he escaped, his ancestral home was thriving, but now it is dilapidated. There are only eight households in the entire Yangjia Village. It is unknown how many households he can return to in the future.

"Sister, I want to help a group of villagers in Yangjia Village."

Although there are no members of the Yang family, he is still a fellow of the village, and he also hopes that the life of the folks in the village will be better. "It's good that you know what's in your heart."

Yang Xi's side is going well, and Ziheng's side is trying the officials and families who have taken refuge in various parts of the Northeast. All the land of his family has been confiscated. People who are involved in the crime of road construction are included in the road construction crime, and their sentences are reduced by road construction. However, commutation of sentences is not easy.

The gold and silver obtained from the confiscation were later used as flowers for road construction.

Hu Jiao's actions were even more swift. After the government approved the land, she arranged for female workers to teach the victims how to wash wool and spin threads, and recruited some young and old men to trim wool.

Hu Jiao mainly brought looms and other machinery this time. Her second batch of supplies has already arrived in the capital, this time mainly cloth and grain.

Wenrourou also took in twenty smarter women to identify medicinal materials, and these women would become doctors or nurses in the future.

The establishment of the wool textile workshop brought vitality to the whole Fucheng. The workshop not only needed female workers, but also strong labor to carry goods, which brought jobs to many people.

In addition, the wicked were tried and dealt with, and the people saw justice again, which greatly rallied the hearts of the people, and the grievances in the sky of Fucheng also dissipated a lot.

The dead are already dead, and the living will continue to live. They have a wise king to guide them, and the dilapidated family can prosper again.

But the atmosphere in Jiaozhou is not so good, and the peace is not so easy to sign. Hule China killed the ten-year period. He not only wanted to send the children of grassland nobles to school, but also wanted to ask about farming, such as the fertilizers that had been used. , such as the preferred grains for many years.

Following Hu Lechi's repeated temptations, Yang Xixuan's eyes gradually turned cold.

The ministers of the imperial court also turned cold. They were willing to trade for the fundamental purpose of infiltrating the grasslands for the economy, so as to achieve the goal of clamping down on the grasslands.

However, the grassland wants to learn from farming in the Central Plains to ensure proper food reserves, which is unbearable, especially if it still wants fertilizer, heh, it might as well come faster in a dream.

Hu Lechi was so leisurely, while his eldest son, Hule Yazan, turned around anxiously, "Father, once Emperor Yang is angered, we father and son will not be able to go back."

Hu Li Yazan really obeyed his father, don't take him if you want to die, he still wants to inherit the entire grassland, Hu Li Yazan, a dutiful son, only hopes that his father can calm down.

Hu Lechi snorted, "I don't test out Emperor Yang's bottom line now, in the future you and my father and son will only be counted."

Yang Huang used Yang Mou on the grassland. Thinking of this, Hule China looked at the eldest son, Yang Huang also used Yang Mou on his eldest son.

Hu Lechi is not young, and the youngest son is too young. Originally, the youngest sons were supported by various tribes in the Northeast, but now some of them have fled to the grassland, and some have been beaten and feared to accept their fate.

Hule China closed his eyes, the forces in the grassland were divided into three factions, one radical wanted to fight Yang Xixuan again, and would rather die than surrender!
One side was neutral, while the other side was afraid of the power of Yang Xixuan's firearms. The grassland cavalry had no advantage under firearms, so it was better to guard the grassland.

The worst thing is not the faction disputes, but the lack of food in the grassland. Last year's successive snowfall grasslands almost fell apart again. If he hadn't abandoned the slaves and some herdsmen, the unified regime he established would have been destroyed long ago.