Chapter 149 Leave Jian Nu as a fertile land(2/2)
With the harvest of food in southern Liaoning, Cheng Shijie's status in the hearts of all soldiers and civilians in southern Liaoning has risen. Especially this rumor has directly sent Cheng Shijie to the altar.
Gao Qiqian did not continue to ask questions, but stood up and left.
"Godfather!"
When Gao Qiqian left Cheng's house and boarded the four-wheeled carriage, one of his godsons, Wang Muzhi, said: "I'm afraid Cheng Jinglue didn't tell the truth to his godfather!"
“Does truth and lies matter?”
Gao Qiqian sighed.
"Is it important?"
Wang Muzhi was stunned, not knowing how to answer Gao Qiqian's words.
"We are going to bleed heavily this time!"
Gao Qiqian took advantage of the abundant harvest in southern Liaoning and earned more than 600,000 taels of silver. This money was given to him in disguise by Cheng Shijie. It was also the heaviest large-scale bribery by Cheng Shijie in recent times.
Gao Qiqian originally thought that he could absorb so much money by himself, but now he can't. He can only distribute part of the money to profit. The twelve eunuchs, the Nanjing garrison eunuchs, and the eunuchs in various places all need to give some benefits.
It would be nice if I could keep half of it, but half is not a lot.
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Gao Qiqian was quick to respond. In fact, the rumor that Jiannu's bones could fertilize the land spread more and more widely, and it had already spread to Ning Haijun's army.
"Is this true or false?"
The current second richest family in Liaonan is not Shen Mingyu of Ning Haijun, nor Changyu, but Zhou Yandong and his son. Although these three father and son are not as good as Xie Jingze and his son who both belong to the Liaodong Management Committee, the problem is,
Zhou Ning has been promoted to deputy commander of the Ning Navy Guards Division.
Although this level is lower than Shen Mingyu and Chang Yu, the problem is that his brother, because of his merits in blackmailing Zu Dashou, has been transferred from the garrison of Ganquan Town to become the deputy commander of the garrison department.
This is even more rare. The three fathers and sons have all entered the core positions of Ning Haijun.
"Are you saying that the bones of Jiannu can really fertilize the land?"
"Whether it's true or not, you can't judge it yourself?"
While Zhou An was eating, he said to his father-in-law Kang Shitou: "Old Yue, you have been farming all your life, but have you ever seen anyone else's land with such a high yield?"
"It's true. We don't have bone meal in our town. Although we have spread silt and plant ash on the ground, the output is only 2890 kilograms, and the wheat is only a little over three shi!"
"This is true. I have been farming for half my life, and I have never heard of such a high yield!"
"The bones of the slaves can fertilize the soil, no wonder it is so!"
Kang Shitou smacked his lips and said, "I've never seen it, and I've never heard of it!"
Zhou An's father-in-law, Kang Shitou, arrived in southern Liaoning at the end of the fourth year of Chongzhen. As a military dependent, he had an independent household. Although military dependents had welfare benefits, the problem was that military dependents did not divide the land. Kang Shitou cultivated land. In fact, Zhou An, the deputy capital,
The land that Zhou An commanded was Zhou Yandong's land.
But the problem is that although the yield of the 350 acres planted by Kang Shitou is slightly higher than that of the land in his hometown in Shandong, it is only a little over two dan, which is more than one dan less than the wheat produced by the field army, and the yield is nearly 200 kilograms.
Although the yield of sweet potatoes and potatoes is not low, the problem is that the yield is only a little over 2,000 kilograms, which is much lower than that of Ning Haijun Army Farm.
"Could it be said that all the bones of the slaves are really fertile?"
There are many fields that have not been sprinkled with bone meal, and the yield gap is obvious.
Kang Shitou hesitated and said: "You are an officer, can you..."
"What?"
"If you have the chance, bring some corpses of Jian slaves to your home!"
"Yue Weng, you are not afraid of corpses..."
"What's so scary about corpses? I'm even more afraid of starvation!"
Kang Shitou said: "If we get hundreds of corpses at home, grind these bones into powder, and scatter them on the ground, our fields can harvest hundreds of stones more!"
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Southwest of Jinzhou Acropolis, in the fields near the Yanchang Station, more than 500 former bandit labor reform prisoners are working hard to harvest corn.
After nearly a year of labor reform, the effect of the reform is pretty good. The loose nature of these bandits has been basically worn away. It is clear that they are their former best friends across a field ridge, but no one of them said a word to try to make friends.
Their best friends kept talking to them, but they didn't pay much attention and just focused on doing their own work. At most, they would give each other a friendly smile when they straightened up to take a break.
"Take a rest, come over for dinner!"
Because during the most stressful time of the autumn harvest, these reform-through-labor prisoners will not go back to eat. All autumn harvest workers set up temporary stoves in the fields to solve the problem of eating.
Because the autumn harvest has come, even the prisoners in the reform-through-labor camp have much better food. They stew porridge with sweet potatoes and pumpkins, and braise pork with potatoes. Although there are more potatoes and less meat, the problem is that now they can eat big fat meat every now and then.
Mouth full of oil.
Mao Shiwan, the former big boss, has no one to care about anymore. If they follow him and go hungry four times in three days, what a fool, if they are not prisoners of labor reform, but military households in the field, and the food of the hundred households in the field
, you only need to hand over 30%, and 70% will go to their 100-household office. The 100-household office will also settle the food settlement based on how much each person works.
It's better now. As labor reform prisoners, they only have the right to eat, but they have no right to enjoy the fruits of their labor. These former bandits hate to death the 100,000 Mao that they were given as bandits.
If it weren't for the strict management that prohibited killing at will, even if Mao Shiwan had one hundred lives, it wouldn't be enough to kill him.
"Guo Tou, I heard that the bones of Jiannu can increase food production?"
"Yes, I've heard about this too!"
"I don't know, do the previous regulations still count?"
"What rules?"
“Cut off the head of a slave and reduce your sentence by five years!”
"Forget it, it's clearly written in black and white. Marshal Cheng spits every nail, who dares to say it doesn't count?"
"Guo Tou, are the brothers doing well during this time?"
"Okay, last night, the working committee also expressed our 100-household office!"
"Guo Tou, can we have a discussion?"
"What?"
"React to the above and let us brothers go north!"
"To the north?"
"yes!"
"You are not afraid of meeting Jiannu!"
"Hehe... I wish I could meet Jian Nu!"
A man with a scarred face said with a ferocious smile: "I, Lao Zhang, still have eight years in prison. If I alone have enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, I can work here for ten years or twenty years. I, Lao Zhang, are absolutely not talking nonsense. I am just a child."
My mother, along with my dog Dan and my mother, also came to Liaonan, looking forward to my return home every day."
Having said this, there was a trace of warmth in Scarface's eyes, and he continued: "I have thought about it, I, Lao Zhang, can only fight for a while in this life. If I am lucky, I can chop off two Jiannu's heads, and I will become rich."
Now, we can regain our freedom immediately and serve as Marshal Cheng's field soldiers. Marshal Cheng is kind-hearted and only charges us 30% of the rent. But our production here is high, even if the income is 70%, the whole family can eat and drink without worries."
"Yes, I also have an eleven-year sentence. Cutting off three Jiannu heads is the most cost-effective option!"
"You are not afraid of death..."
"If it dies, it counts as a ball!"
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Now the Ning navy soldiers already know that the bones of Jian slaves can increase food production, and their families also send them letters invariably, or directly send them letters, telling them that during the war, they can find ways to get a few corpses to bring back.
Home.
Because the corpses of slaves can increase food production.
Located outside Fuzhou Fort, a group of Ning Navy soldiers completed a twenty-mile armed cross-country training. After being disbanded, the soldiers rested on the roadside.
These Ning navy soldiers were talking to their commander: "Commander Zheng, what did the higher-ups say?"
"What can the higher-ups say? Peace of mind training, if there are any combat missions, the higher-ups will issue them!"
"Why can't you make it clear to the higher ups? Even if our bureau can be a death squad, there are more than 700 people in our bureau and there is not a single coward. When the Jiannu come, we brothers will be the first wave to attack!"
Since entering Fuzhou, Qin Buhui of Jin Yiwei has found that his outlook on life has become somewhat fragmented.
Because both the Ning navy soldiers and the garrison soldiers were all thinking about the same thing, how to kill the Jian slaves and how to keep the Jian slaves to fertilize the land.
Some suggested setting up traps, while others proposed death squads. In almost every military camp, there were young people who signed up to join the army to kill the slaves.
Qin Buhui felt that his own was not enough.
Almost all the armies of the Ming Dynasty were cowardly when they saw Jian Nu before fighting. Ning Haijun was like a bunch of lunatics, and they just wanted to let Jian Nu stay and fertilize their land.
Is Jiannu so easy to kill?
Even if the Ming Dynasty's most elite troops could defeat Jiannu three to one, there are only a few Jiannu left.
Even if it were a ten to one fight, Jiannu couldn't fight.
Chapter completed!