Lu Ming

Chapter 366 Policy
After Lao Hai ran to Taiwan, he settled down on his front foot, and then he thought about starting a new business on his back foot.

However, the 600 taels he brought from being a seller is definitely not enough to open a shop here, so in the end, Lao Hai took out all his savings, plus the 200 taels he borrowed from the bank, and gritted his teeth and went to the car dealership to buy them. He bought an expensive sightseeing carriage and two Yunnan horses, and became a taxi driver.

I didn't want Lao Hai to make the right bet.He bought a carriage on the front foot, and the number of tourists coming to the big officials surged on the back foot. Lao Hai, who was in business, quickly paid off the loan.

After that, he started capital operations again: he mortgaged his car to the bank, and then bought an extra carriage, so that he became the driver and the owner of the car at the same time.

On the clean and beautiful street, while driving, Lao Hai was talking about the mountains with his guests, and when he talked about the rise, he even cursed the darkness and corruption of the Ming government, which made Master Bu, who was wearing a thin robe, pale black.

However, although the master was upset, he couldn't give a reason to refute: he knew very well that the evil government of "being a comprador" was the culprit that caused many small people to break their homes.

After listening to Lao Hai's bumpy entrepreneurial history, Fang Tangjing, who was sitting behind him, couldn't help but become more interested: he was very concerned about the way of life of the local immigrants, because these conditions could reflect the attitude of the local government towards the people under its rule.

However, Lao Hai was familiar with Tang Jing's inquiries like this - almost all the big businessmen from the Ming Dynasty who could afford to pack a carriage to visit this place would ask him for the same content.

Lao Hai told Fang Tangjing: For all immigrants who come to Daguan, the General's Mansion will arrange a job to support their families, regardless of gender.So there is no idler to be found here, not a single one.Most of these immigrants are actually at the bottom of society. They carry mortgages and immigrant arrears, and need to go to work every day to make money.

However, the General’s Mansion is under Qingming, there is no oppression by subordinate officials, and there is no excessive taxation. The General not only takes care of everyone’s pension, but also cares about sickness and children’s schooling, so everyone is very motivated and feels that life is promising.

Next, Lao Hai talked about himself: In fact, there are not many successful small bosses like him, because most of the immigrants are poor ghosts, and the proportion of people who can make the first pot of gold is very small.So now, except for a few like him, those who can be small bosses are local naturalized savages.

When it comes to savages, Lao Hai is quite envious.These aborigines who have been deprived of their ancestral hunting and fishing grounds are now living in big houses, and the General's Mansion implemented a policy at the beginning of the year: these people have all compensated a land acquisition fee.

The money is not counted, in order to prevent these savages from becoming "demolition and shabby households" who are suddenly rich and poor, they also held special classes to teach the savages the secret recipe of fried chicken and shop decoration pictures.Now these savages are all shaking, and they are the ones who opened the Niande Chicken Restaurant and Zhengxin Chicken Chop on the street.

"But you don't need to worry about it. You won't be able to make a fortune in this generation." Without noticing the weird expressions on the passengers' faces, Lao Hai said this, pointing to the beautiful wooden houses surrounded by white fences on both sides of the road, and then told the guests: those savages With a low level of education, you can only work in the catering industry.Most of the savages who have money are buying canteens in various communities, and they are very conservative in business.

It was only at the end that Lao Hai told the part that Fang Tangjing was most interested in: how the foreign rich man gained a foothold in the local area.

It is said that in the hall on the first floor of the Chikan District Government facing the street, there is a window for the Merchants Office, which is a counterpart unit specially used to receive large businessmen from the Ming Dynasty.Lao Hai told Fang Tangjing: The officials in the government yamen are very polite and enthusiastic, and they will not deceive ordinary people, just go if you have something to do.

In addition, Lao Hai also told Fang Tangjing that the Merchants Office has a "negative list", and any business in the general's mansion that is no longer on the negative list can be invested and traded by foreign businessmen, whether it is a joint venture with the general, or it can be done alone.

When Fang Tangjing heard this, he suddenly laughed, and then stretched out the folding fan in his hand to draw a circle: "So, this field can also be bought and sold?"

While Lao Hai was talking about the mountains all the way, the carriage had already driven out of the cement road in the residential area and diverted to a lower-grade cinder road.The buildings on both sides of the road have also changed from a neat community to a green carpet of farmland, stretching as far as the eye can see.

"Hahaha." After listening to Fang Tangjing's question, Lao Hai also laughed out loud - but there is no one who comes to charter a car wearing a long robe who doesn't care about the land, and this Master Fang today is no exception.

"Can buy and sell, can buy and sell!" Lao Hai looked ahead at this time, hiding his strange smile: "One mu only costs five taels of silver, [-] mu, that's right, starting from one square kilometer Sell! It’s all in one piece!”

"Huh?" Hearing what Lao Hai said, even Master Bu, who had been turning his head to look at the scenery, was moved.Fang Tangjing, who was equally astonished, also asked what the master was thinking in time: "Really? Selling in pieces?"

I can't blame the master for being moved.You must know that what catches everyone's eyes now is the endless "cooked fields".Even if Master Bu and the others were sitting in the carriage, they could still see all kinds of crops growing in these fields, as well as the silver-thread-like canals weaving in the flat green carpet, and they could see the flashes from afar.

This kind of cultivated farmland is not wasteland. If you can really buy [-] mu, for a Fujian master from eight mountains, one water and one field, it will be a family heirloom!At this moment, the deep-rooted landlord gene buried in the blood of the scholar-official broke out instantly, telling the owner of the body with great hunger and thirst: buy land!buy land!

"There is a detailed land plan on the wall of the district government hall, you can go and have a look." Lao Hai turned his head and said something, and then turned his face back into a smirk: "However, this land cannot be transferred when it is bought. Yes, only your own family is allowed to farm!"

"Ah!" Master Bu was taken aback when he heard this, and could no longer pretend to be reserved, he opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you not allowed to transfer tenants?"

"The general refuses, saying that the tenants have taken up the employment quota." Lao Hai pointed at the top of his head joyfully, and then said: "Why do you hire tenants to do things that can be done by one family?"

"Nonsense! How can one family manage to grow this thousand and five hundred acres of land?" Master Bu was furious at this moment.

"Hahaha." Lao Hai didn't turn his head this time, he was afraid that the mockery on his face would be seen by Master Bu: "It can't be planted elsewhere, but the general can manage it!"

Speaking of this, he stretched his neck to look around, then pointed to the distance and said loudly: "Masters, let's see what that is?"

After hearing the sound, Master Bu looked around and found a small spot emitting black smoke in the field far away.

"Drive!" Lao Hai, who was in a good mood, stopped talking at this moment, but shook the belt and rein vigorously in his hand, and the two docile Dian horses accelerated accordingly.After the carriage ran on the cinder road for about 10 minutes, Master Bu and the others finally saw the small black spot that was smoking clearly.Of course, before and after approaching, that small spot had turned into a big iron bull spewing black smoke.

"Woo..." Lao Hai slowly slowed down the speed of the car at this time, and drove the horse to a gazebo by the side of the road.After stopping the car, he first put the material bags on the two horses, and then took out a folded canvas bucket to go down the ditch to fetch water for the horses.

At the same time, Lao Hai pointed to the working tractor and said, "Masters, that is a big machine that plows thousands of acres every day. You might as well go and have a look."

Before Lao Hai could finish speaking, Fang Tangjing was already making preparations for going to the fields.He quickly took off the newly purchased Fuguiniao leather shoes, then took off the Playboy socks, tied the robe around his waist, jumped out of the car with bare legs, and quickly stepped on the roadside ridge.

However, he was not the only one who jumped onto the ridge with bare feet: Mr. Bu.

Traditional scholar-bureaucrats are quite strict when it comes to farming.As the spokesperson of the landlord class, there are almost no scholar-bureaucrats who do not understand farming.Up to the court, down to the prefectures and counties, even the Qing literati who recited poems and painted paintings, also had no little white in terms of farming.

So when the two masters saw the big iron ox slowly approaching from the front, they quickly took off their shoes and entered the field.

As the iron ox approached while roaring and smoking, Master Bu finally saw the mystery of this thing clearly.The driver's cab with a large pane of glass, the driver inside, and the cylindrical gas stove behind Tie Niu, Mr. Bu had already seen these on the machines at the dock, and these were not unexpected.

The only thing that the master didn't expect was the long steel plow behind Tie Niu.

The steel plows are arranged horizontally, and there are big shiny coulters at intervals on the long plow body.Then, while Master Bu was stunned, the field in front of him was easily rolled up by the row of coulters, with no effort at all.

The tractor dragged the long plow and turned a huge bend in front of Mr. Bu, then plowed the field all the way to the distance.

After Master Bu stood at the top of the field and watched the iron ox go away, he murmured, "I'm afraid it's true when I say it's plowing thousands of mu every day!"

Fang Tangjing nodded solemnly at first, then he took a few steps forward, squatted in the field plowed by the iron ox, stretched out his arm and tried to insert it into the furrow: "This should have half an arm in the ground, What a deep plow!"

"Well, it goes deep into the ground, and the crops are less diseased. What a powerful iron ox!" Master Bu, who was following up, grabbed the field and looked at it: "The soil is not good, at most it can be regarded as Zhongtian."

After throwing down the clod and standing up, Master Bu turned his head to look around, and then he said with emotion: "Including this canal, it may be worth the price of going to the field!"

Master Bu, who was thoroughly slapped in the face by Tie Niu, finally went to the ditch to wash his feet, and then returned to the carriage.

At this time, Master Bu's attitude became much gentler.Not only did he ask Bu Mo to take out the newly bought Yellow Crane Tower for Lao Hai to smoke, he also took out orange soda for him to drink.

After that, the master heard the follow-up: this big iron ox can plow the field with a plow, and when the crops are ripe, the big iron ox can also be hung with a special "hob" for harvesting crops, which can plow the fields day and night. Hundreds of acres of rice were brought down.

Next, Lao Hai enthusiastically gave the master a popular science about threshers and other agricultural equipment.

Master Bu finally believes now: there really is a family in this world that can plant a thousand or five hundred acres of land.

(End of this chapter)