Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 345
Through the conversation with Yang Menglong, Zhu Yujian knew for the first time that the books of sages and sages he had always been obsessed with were not omnipotent, and those books could only teach him tricks.Power tricks are useful, a king without power skills is absolutely unable to control his ministers, but in the field of national economy and people's livelihood, power tricks are useless and rely on technology.For example, in the example of watering five acres of fields with one well, according to his method, he can only save one acre of fields at most, and he may be exhausted, but a hand-pressed suction device or a screw pump can easily save five acres of fields. crops, and even a good harvest.It was also the first time he knew that it was so easy to get more benefits from the fief, and changing his thinking could double the benefits!All these surprised him, what is the origin of this baby face, how could he know so much!

In fact, in the distant European continent, Europeans who have emerged from the darkness of the Middle Ages have begun to embark on the path Yang Menglong mentioned. Productivity has been liberated, and efficiency has become higher and higher. In addition, the Age of Discovery has brought about The huge benefits of the industrial revolution in Europe finally laid a solid foundation for the industrial revolution in Europe.Yang Menglong doesn't have the ability to go to the Tang Dynasty yet, nor does he have the need to do so. Land annexation has caused a large number of farmers to go bankrupt, which has provided his factory with a steady stream of labor, so why bother with him?He is now trying to see if he can turn the Tang Palace into a partner, turning it into an agricultural company and textile factory that can provide Nanyang with a large amount of food, cloth, and employment opportunities, so as to prevent it from continuing to suck blood from Nanyang!

He didn't realize how dangerous his actions were. Fortunately, it's the end of the Ming Dynasty and the world is in chaos. If it was the beginning of the Ming Dynasty or the middle of the Ming Dynasty, he would rush to make friends with the vassal king. This bastard might not survive tonight up.

Zhu Yujian hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth hard, and said, "Okay, I will do everything you said! However, I don't know anything about these, so you have to help me!"

Just when Yang Menglong was about to ask, "Do you have any wages?", the palace steward came in and said, "Your Majesty, Master Fang wants to see you!"

Of course Zhu Yujian knew why Fang Yizhi was here, so he was very depressed, and said to Yang Menglong with a wry smile: "Master Fang is here, let's go out."

Yang Menglong said: "Why is he here? Forget it, it's fine if he comes, as it happens that he will give us a notarization."

Zhu Yujian was stunned for a moment: "For notarization?"

Yang Menglong said: "That's right, it proves that the 450 hectares of fertile land were gifted to me by you, not by me!"

When Zhu Yujian heard it, he became angry: "You have judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! Since I gave you the 450 hectares of fertile land, I won't go back and ask for it back!"

Yang Menglong said: "Brothers settle accounts clearly, everything is subject to the contract!"

Zhu Yujian had no choice but to say, "Okay, let's go to an adult for notarization!"

When the two people came out of the hall, Fang Yizhi hurriedly greeted him, raised his hands and said, "Fang came here uninvited. I offended the Crown Prince, please forgive me!"

Zhu Yujian was a little helpless, and said: "Your Excellency, there is no need to be like this. I am already very happy that your lord can take time out of his busy schedule to visit me...Come and enjoy tea!"

Fang Yizhi pulled Yang Menglong aside and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here!?"

Yang Menglong said: "A guest, what else can I do?"

Fang Yizhi said: "It's a serious crime for local generals to make friends with feudal princes in private. Aren't you afraid that the imperial censor will give you a book so that you can't eat it?"

Yang Menglong said: "I'm not making friends, but doing business with him!"

Fang Yizhi was stunned for a moment: "Business?"

Yang Menglong said: "That's right, he has agreed to transfer all the [-] hectares of fertile land in Biyang to Wuyangwei!"

Fang Yizhi almost fainted: "Four hundred hectares of fertile land! My God, what drug did you give him to make him agree to transfer so much fertile land?"

Yang Menglong said: "What kind of drugs are given, I want to exchange them for something!"

Fang Yizhi was slightly relieved when he heard that he was going to exchange something. He was really afraid that Yang Menglong had taken so much of Zhu Yujian's property in vain, and that the imperial envoy would be able to drown him alive with just one mouthful of saliva!At this time, the refreshments were served, and the two people returned to their seats with smiles on their faces. Fang Yizhi smiled and said to Zhu Yujian: "The prince is so proud that he can invite Master Yang to the mansion to have a chat... I didn't even know he was invited." No matter how many times, I couldn’t get him to please me!”

Zhu Yujian took a sip of tea and smiled bitterly: "The price of inviting him to the house for a talk is not small! In just a short time, he has taken away my entire 450 hectares of fertile land!"

Yang Menglong complained: "Fuck good land! I just looked at the land deeds. The fields you gave me are all with degraded soil and greatly reduced fertility. Don't think I don't know!" Last time Zhu Yujian gave him the same [-] hectares of land In this way, the fertility has been greatly weakened, and it is necessary to work hard to cultivate the fields.

Zhu Yujian looked surprised: "Aren't all fields like this?"

Yang Menglong really wanted to scold his mother. If Tian was always like this, he would be such a jerk!However, Zhu Yujian cannot be blamed. In this era, productivity is really low, and the quality of farm tools is very poor. Many farm tools are made of wood or even stone. At most, they are covered with a layer of iron and are just makeshift. What can be done?Steel production is low.With such agricultural tools, it is natural not to think about deep plowing and dense planting, don't you believe it?Just plow a few pieces of land with a wooden plow and you will know.Year after year, the soil is cultivated on a shallow layer of soil, and the fertility cannot keep up. Even the best fields have become lean fields.Yang Menglong took a deep breath, forget it, I don't care about you.

Fang Yizhi asked: "My son, did you really transfer four hundred hectares of land to him?"

Zhu Yujian nodded: "Yes."

Fang Yizhi asked, "Why?"

Zhu Yujian said: "Without it, I just want to ask Mr. Yang to help manage the farmland well and be self-sufficient, so as not to have to be supported by the government every year, and the common people will complain."

Fang Yizhi looked at the son of the vassal prince in surprise, hey, his complexion was normal, he didn't have a fever, could he be sick?Or was he hallucinating?It doesn't matter, if this prince has such a heart, he, the magistrate, should go to the ancestral grave to burn incense sticks!He asked Yang Menglong: "Do you have a way to help the son manage the Zhuangtian well?"

Yang Menglong said: "It's trivial!"

Fang Yizhi asked: "Then how are you going to help him?"

Yang Menglong said: "It's simple, just improve the irrigation system, purchase excellent farm tools, high-quality seeds and fertilizers, and plant some cash crops, and basically double the income."

Fang Yizhi asked, "What crop do you plan to grow?"

Yang Menglong said: "There are too many flax, potatoes, ramie, tomatoes, and peppers. I am most optimistic about flax. Its seeds can be squeezed for oil, its skin can be boiled for glue, and its skin can be peeled off for fibers to be woven into fine linen. A body is a treasure!"

Fang Yizhi asked cautiously: "What is flax...?"

Yang Menglong exclaimed in surprise: "My prefect, you don't even know what flax is, do you?"

Fang Yizhi shook his head honestly, saying that he really didn't know.

Yang Menglong said: "Flax is a kind of plant in the hemp family. It grows rapidly and is rich in fibers. The cloth woven from flax fibers is smooth, flexible, dirt-resistant, and hygroscopic. Ancient Arabs and modern Europeans... That is Taixi, who use linen to make clothes!" He said excitedly: "The Tang Palace still has [-] hectares of farmland, and I plan to divide the two thousand hectares of farmland into four parts, planting them in rotation, and planting [-] hectares a year. After a while, weaving it into cloth and selling it will definitely make a lot of money!"

Fang Yizhi nodded slightly: "Hmm, sounds good! But where are the flax seeds?"

Yang Menglong said: "Seeds are not easy... wait a minute, you mean, there are no flax seeds?"

Fang Yizhi said: "It's the first time I've heard of flax. No one has grown it since ancient times. How could there be seeds?"

Zhu Yujian was dumbfounded.

Yang Menglong was also dumbfounded: "Since... since ancient times, no one has grown this thing!?"

Fang Yizhi nodded very positively: "No. You have traveled to many places, but have you ever seen where flax is planted?"

Now Yang Menglong really wants to cry but has no tears.Of course he did not propose to plant flax on a whim. A few days ago, Father Robben brought a church member from Grape Lisbon and gave him hundreds of catties of high-quality flaxseed, exaggerating the benefits of flax, and he happened to be in I have a headache because of the shortage of fabrics. When I heard that there are such good things, of course I have to grow them!Just whimsical, I want to plant tens of thousands of acres in one go, produce millions or even millions of feet of linen every year, and sell them to other places to make small money if I can't wear them all. Zhu Yujian automatically delivers them to his door, of course he is He tried his best to fool this prince who had never seen the world into planting flax.Unfortunately, he forgot that flax was not introduced to China from Japan until the early twentieth century. Before that, the Chinese did not wear clothes made of linen for thousands of years.In other words, if he wanted to start the linen business, he would have to start from scratch.He greeted the eighteen generations of those missionary ancestors in his heart. You have brought a lot of crops to China, such as peppers, potatoes, sweet potatoes, tomatoes, corn...the number is too many to count. I forgot to bring the linen!
Seeing that Zhu Yujian's expression was a little off, he quickly said: "It's okay, I've planted nearly ten acres of flax and cultivated the seeds. After a few months, I can harvest thousands of catties of seeds, and then plant these thousands of catties of seeds. This year, we will be able to harvest tens of thousands of catties of seeds, we..."

Zhu Yujian managed to force a smile, and said, "Very good, very good...by the way, there is a loophole in Tian Qi, I'll show you." Then he spread his hands over.

Yang Menglong murmured in his heart: "You will regret it if you say it, right?" He handed back the land deed dejectedly. It seemed that he would not even think about these hundreds of hectares of fertile land before the ten thousand mu of flax came out.

Everything that happened next was expected, which made Yang Menglong feel bad. The cooked duck flapped its wings like hell, jumped up from the plate and croaked at him twice. Went to Yunxiao, just flew away, and all because those damned missionaries didn't bring flax seeds to China sooner!

Damn white pig!

Out of the Tang Palace, Yang Menglong went straight to the construction site of the Chinese church in Nanyang City, and shouted at Father Robben who was supervising the construction: "Write to your church immediately and ask them to bring me at least [-] catties of high-quality flax seeds, otherwise Our contract is blown!"

(End of this chapter)