Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 569 The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked

The wind stops, the snow melts, and the sun rises.

Under Wang Fuzhen's guidance, Fan Zheng left the Mingde Gate and slowly inspected the surrounding scattered fields.

No way, the large piece of land near Chang'an City is mainly owned by the director of Jingyuan and the four-sided supervisor of Jingyuan.

This caused the spectacle that Yongzhou had to go to remote places to see its own large tracts of land.

On a forked road, miscellaneous households turned in with their dung carts, and gold juice was splashed on the ground from time to time.

Not without a cover, but the road is too bumpy.

"Hey, this is Sun Jie, the head of the miscellaneous household in Datongfang. Even King Luo Bin failed to impress him at all."

Wang Fuzhen introduced casually.

Fan Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

With King Luo Bin's ability, there are still some miscellaneous households who can't be persuaded. If this person is not determined, he is waiting to explode.

After all, instead of dying in silence, explode in silence.

With the great power of the Changsun family, there are still clan members as miscellaneous households, which more or less explains some problems.

However, Fan Zheng's purpose is to inspect the wheat seedlings that have passed through the winter snow.

The ridges of wheat seedlings, whose color is changing from light green to dark green, stand proudly in the wind, seemingly not too affected.

Of course, the growth is not very good, there should be some problems.

"More than [-]% of the wheat seedlings this year are safe, and those who have suffered sporadic disasters have tried their best to replant."

If replanted, the harvest will be much worse, which is also a helpless thing.

But the general direction is good, and that's enough.

Even in snowless years, it is difficult to count the wheat seedlings, so we can't expect too much.

Fan Zheng broke off a dead branch, inserted it into the wheat field and stirred it, feeling unhappy.

"When I was the director of the Jingyuan of Sinong Temple, I proposed the method of 'deep cultivation and familiarity'. Min Cao must have heard of it."

"From the depth of three inches, to four inches and five minutes, and even to six inches, it is unexpected that Yongzhou will find another way to cultivate a depth of four inches."

With Wang Fuzhen's self-cultivation, it was easy to hear Fan Zheng's dissatisfaction.

"Don't know, four inches, five cents, and even six inches have one thing in common: Guantian."

Wang Fuming explained with a wry smile.

Official land means that there is no shortage of manpower, animal power, and material resources.

As for private land, although Quyuanli has mostly replaced Zhiyuanli in Yongzhou, Zhiyuanli has not completely withdrawn from the stage of history.

There are many vicissitudes, and there is no money in the bag.

Not to mention that not every family can afford animal power, and many common people feel sorry for Kaiyuan Tongbao and are unwilling to rent cattle, horses, donkeys and mules.

It is a remarkable achievement to be able to deepen the plow to four inches purely by manpower.

Fan Zheng couldn't help laughing: "It's actually me, why don't you eat minced meat?"

I thought that Quyuanli had been around for a few years, not to mention the rest of the world, at least it was popularized in Yongzhou, but I didn't know that it was just after leaving the gate of Chang'an.

Fan Zheng wanted to borrow some money from the state government, so that all the common people could exchange Qu Yuanli, but he was disappointed after thinking about it.

Not to mention imitating the young crop method of Wang Anshi, the obscene prince, and his own yamen has a history of arresting money, so how could he have the face to say low-interest words?
As for the loan from the cabinet shop, hehe, those who should enter Chen Mo Nili, even the princes and nobles, have to shed a layer of skin, and the common people borrowed their money, and the only way to go is to become a slave.

It's better to continue to use the clumsy straight shaft plow.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, so Fan Zheng has no ability to rectify the cabinet shop that is ashamed of vampires.

Behind which cabinet shop, there are not many behemoths!
Fortunately, the cabinet shop has a bottom line. Non-tyrants and merchants cannot step into their threshold, so go ahead!

It's not that they have developed a conscience, it's just that those common people who are hovering on the line between survival and destruction can't scrape oil from mosquito legs, and they don't have the slightest ability to suppress them. Apart from driving people to death, they have no benefit.

Ha bah, poor devil!
"Are there many people who can't afford the Quyuanli?"

Fan Zheng asked casually.

Wang Fumin smiled wryly and nodded.

Even if 50% of Yongzhou's population of one million is in Chang'an City, the total population of the suburbs and counties is about [-], or [-] households based on five people per household.

Even if only [-]% are too poor to replace a plow, that is an astonishing number of [-] households.

"Say it earlier! I gave the composition to Mincao, and went to find Shaofu Supervisor Yongzhou Metallurgical Supervisor, and asked them to cast plowshares and send them to Mincao, who then sold them to the common people at the original price."

"Then, let the common people plan wood to make other parts, and then put them together, right?"

The Shaofu supervises the metal mines and metal production in the whole country. It is an official organization. The metallurgy supervisors under its jurisdiction exist in about every state, and the money casting supervisors are much less.

Private mining and smelting are allowed in the Tang Dynasty, but the Shaofu Supervisor has to collect corresponding taxes.

But if Yongzhou came forward, why not go to the government to confront the government?
Only the plowshare needs to be made of iron, and other wooden parts, as long as the structure is understood, how many households are not proficient in carpentry?

It is definitely not good to compare it with Jiangzuojian or Fan's woodware workshop, but if it can be used, it can be done roughly.

No matter how poor the farmers are, they can still do it by buying only one plowshare, right?
Wang Fuzhen crossed his hands solemnly and bowed to the ground.

Although he knew that Quyuanli was made by Fan Zheng, but Fan Zheng didn't say anything, who would dare to support the folks to make Quyuanli!

Those who dare to imitate Quyuanli probably have some background.

Don't have a compassionate heart, pity how difficult the people's livelihood is, and wish to practice convenient methods, you can be called an arhat!

Fan Zheng sighed: "Just this shit, if you said it sooner, wouldn't it have been solved? What a big deal!"

It's just a few complaints, Fan Zheng can ignore it himself, the powerful can ignore it, and the powerful can follow behind to eat their mouths, but the common people really dare not.

God knows where some shameless people will jump out, claiming that Quyuanli was created by them, intimidating the ignorant common people to extort money?
It's not like this has happened before, and it's a big deal to be fined three glasses of wine.

"However, I have to talk about you. This land is pure loess, with a little plant ash at most. What about other fertilizers?"

"The yield of wheat is high, but it is also very fattening!"

Wang Fuzhen stood up: "The lower officials know it, and the common people know it too."

"For one thing, the cow dung and horse dung that the farmer owns and picks up is not enough to supply dozens of acres of Changtian;"

"Secondly, the Ministry of Rites once handed down a rune that the fields beside the Sanmen Road in the south of Chang'an City are not allowed to use dirty things of reincarnation."

Feces and the like, it's not that there is nowhere to get them, at least the place where the eldest grandson Jie went, should be full of filth, and he can just fetch the fertile fields at the right time.

The rune of the Ministry of Rites is no different from that used by Emperor Sui Yang to wrap the tree with silk and satin.

Without excrement, Chang'an will be full of fragrance, the world will be harmonious, and the center of the world will be more able to show the demeanor of the center of the world. The sage will naturally bow down and rule, and Fanbang will naturally bow his head and bow down...

This kind of nonsense, I don't know who has been kicked in the head by a donkey, dare to say it openly, and dare to openly write runes, it is really audacious.

The ignorant common people thought that the court must starve them to death!

"I don't follow orders. The detailed process of Min Cao's book, I will refute it on the table."

Fan Zheng snorted.

The sky is big, the belly is the biggest.

The common people will rebel if they don't have enough to eat!
Since Fan Zheng took the seat of Yongzhou Biejia, he had to take care of this shit!
(End of this chapter)