Villager of Daming

Chapter 1000: Refusing to pull strings for production

The chief and Xie Cheng discussed how to use the identity and power of King Jin to obtain the most direct benefits from Taiyuan Mansion.

For the first time, Xie Cheng understood that money could be made in this way and that housing prices could be controlled.

"If we buy the houses on the roadside in the county, will the prices in other places follow suit? If there are more people, the houses we buy and build on the land will not be enough to live in."

Xie Cheng has good thinking skills and analyzed the rise in housing prices driven by the supply and demand relationship in the surrounding area.

"Let's build the house first, with electric lights, water supply, and heating. After buying the people's houses with yards, let them live in the building. If they live in the building themselves, where can they make money?
All the surrounding areas were bought, and a piece of land was planned outside the city to grow vegetables. The people who had vegetable plots asked them to plant them, but they could not sell the land.

It is rented to them to grow, and they only need to pay a little bit of vegetables a year, or else they can exchange it for money and hand it over.

The rest of the land belongs to farmland. Houses are not allowed to be built on farmland. Building a shack depends on the permission of the land. All other places are owned by the government.

If people want to get married and build a house, they need to apply to the government, and the government will actually see what kind of house to build.

In fact, if Taiyuan Prefecture really develops and there is such a huge demand, it would be good for each village to build houses specifically to rent to outsiders. This will at least increase the income of the people.

"Thank you, Commander. What's there to miss about the Qinhuai River? People say that merchant girls don't know the hatred of losing their country. They still sing about the flowers in the backyard across the river, as Du Mu said.

Xie Cheng listened, thinking about the prosperity of the Qinhuai River, and shook his head.

People regard it as a supermarket. Whether they buy something or not, they walk around it every day. There are cheap things and very expensive luxuries.

As the mayor talked, he talked about the width of the road in Nanjing. In fact, the street was very wide. The street that required the mobilization of troops could not support the large number of people.

But he is better than many poets. At least he knows how to govern the local area and is very dedicated, which is good. "

We need to prepare now, including the width of the road. If the width of the road is narrow, in the future everyone will have a car at home, and the road will be blocked when walking on it, which will affect the speed of logistics.

Nanjing is now becoming congested. A street in Xiaqiu Village will be crowded with people in the evening. In order to protect the interests of the people, all the thieves caught in the past are sent out to help catch their peers..."

Many people are willing to squeeze to the side. There is nothing to buy in the middle. There are no stalls in the middle. You can go upstairs on one street. If you walk around upstairs, you can eventually get out. There are several openings.

"If you have the opportunity to go back in the future, plan the local area first and be aware of it. Think about it! With eight large harvesters walking side by side, will the main road in the county be enough?"

Xie Cheng always felt that the chief was criticizing people, but he had no evidence.

There are dozens of cotton-padded clothes and trousers, and you will know how warm they are by the thickness. There are also hundreds of clothes for little children, and you will be impressed by the embroidery work on them.

The head of the village brought the other party's thoughts back to his mind, and he was always thinking about the Qinhuai River.

"Yes... ha! Where did he become a magistrate?"

Although Du Mu liked to find prostitutes or hookers, he still cared about the country and the people. When he saw prostitutes singing about the flowers in the garden, he wrote a famous poem that has been passed down through the ages.

"We haven't been back for a while, Yingtian Mansion is already like this? Alas~~!"

"Huangzhou is where Hubei is located in the Two Lakes region. Su Shi also stayed there, but it was not as good as Du Mu. Su Shi spent all day writing, not hearing the sound of leaves beating in the forest. It was the local place that gave me a cold, eh! The wind and cold.

Now it is Huangzhou Prefecture. His Majesty has specially sent out large-scale steam engine equipment to cultivate the riverside plains of Huangzhou Prefecture. There are too few people to do it.

Hilly areas are suitable for growing tea and tung trees. Tea is not available in most people's homes in most places. During the war, it can still be exported and traded with others in the west. What we brought was green tea. Black tea is more popular among outsiders because it helps with digestion. Nomadic people on the grasslands also want black tea.

Let’s take a look at the situation in the next few days. As long as there is a place where crops can be grown, find a way to plant them, even if there are thorns, the land cannot be left empty. "

After talking for a while, the topic returned to local governance. On the Loess Plateau, people are unwilling to plant wasteland. Planting food crops will not survive, and species are useless.

The government can only lead the people to plant it and give them money. Wenguang fruit is good and more suitable for the northern region than tung tree.

Wenguang fruit is cold-resistant and drought-tolerant. It can grow on a little soil. The fruit is edible and has a high oil content. The Ming Dynasty is currently short of oil, including edible oil and industrial oil.

Xie Cheng raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat. He was nervous. He was afraid that he would not be able to remember so much content. The key words were too jumpy. He just talked about how wide the road was, and in the blink of an eye he introduced oil crops.

"Zhu Lichang, can you please write it down for me?" Xie Cheng was afraid of delaying the matter, so he wanted to find someone to sit next to him and write.

"No, let me write it. Let me mention it when we talk tonight."

The head of the village waved his hand, "There is a plan. The King of Jin is begging Xiaqiu Village to come out. How can it be done if he doesn't get it done?"
"So good, so good!" Xie Cheng was moved. Good times will come to Taiyuan Prefecture in the future!
His eyes happened to catch sight of the village guard who was drinking and eating skewers with a silly smile on his face. He hesitated and said: "Zhu Lichang, there is a smart woman in our house. I see that Hanhan is not too young. If you don't dislike her..."

"Dislike!" The chief interrupted before the other party finished speaking, and then said: "No, you can't dislike anyone in your house, let alone our fool... Alas! Don't drag others down.

If it doesn't work, when Hanhan is two years older and see which girl in the village is good, we will expel her and her family, change her surname, and marry back.

It's all fate. Since Hanhan was brought back from outside, the village guard is destined to never leave Xiaqiu Village for the rest of his life, let alone the good girls outside. "

This time it's the village chief's turn to wipe his sweat. Are you kidding me? Your house's maid or something like that wants to enter Xiaqiu Village and you can still discuss it and marry Hanhan? Are you dreaming?
If I really dare to agree, the ancestors will take me away that night. I don't have to cry all the time, just take me down and ask.

Hanhan was brought in from outside and was given the surname Zhu. There were many outsiders in the village who had also changed their surname to Zhu. It was easy to operate.

"It's a way." Xie Cheng felt that the chief's words were insincere. He just said casually, if it doesn't work, then it won't work, so as not to embarrass the women in his house.

However, he was very envious when he saw Hanhan eating. He could eat better than a general like him, and he kept eating, as if he couldn't get enough no matter how much he ate. He was lucky enough to eat good food without fear of not being able to finish it.

Zhu Wentian didn't know that anyone was thinking about him. He loved to eat cold skewers. He mainly liked the texture, which was spicy and spicy. It tasted delicious when cooked with both meat and vegetables.

"Your Highness, Jiang Wu's wife is about to give birth, what should I do?"

While everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting, someone came over to report, looking anxious.

"Ah? She...what does she think? Are you planning to have a baby at this time? This..." Upon hearing this, Zhu Fan was instantly depressed.

Ling'er stood up and said: "Set up the delivery room, prepare for disinfection and delivery, and prepare the medicines. The imperial physician, come and prepare the medicines. Others follow my instructions. The maids and eunuchs of the palaces are in place."

"Yes~!" The nearby eunuchs and maids responded first, stopping while singing, dancing and playing. Everyone has learned this knowledge, and some need to go to the private sector to participate in practice.

Not to mention the people in Xiaqiu Village, the teenagers went to find the powder, and the other six girls cooperated with Ling'er.

The imperial doctor also knew what emergency medicine was needed, so he quickly boiled it. Your Highness captured the person, and even if he was guilty, he could not kill the child in his belly.

(End of this chapter)