In the seemingly crowded tent of the imperial envoy, Hong Chengchou, who rushed over, first congratulated Zhao Xing on his victory, and then asked in jealousy: "Sir, you must allocate 50,000 stones of food to me this time to help me."

Chen Ce was unhappy at the time: "Our border army should get your payment, so where should we pay you? Don't you feel ashamed of this kind of requirement that is contrary to common sense?"

Hong Chengchou was embarrassed at that time and didn't know what to say, because he was right.

Zhao Xing rescued the situation at that time: "Okay, okay, let go of who is right and who is wrong first, let's hold a meeting. Lord Hong also attended, so I won't send someone to notify me."

Zhao Xing sat behind the middle-level commander, Hong Chengchou and Zhao Zi and Chen Ce on the left, Wang Shenglin, Wang Jinzhong, He Renlong, Zhao He, and Zhifeng on the right.

Behind the screen is the Cuiyan listening to the corner of the wall.

With Zhao Xing's intentional coughing, Zhao Xing's first real meeting of his team in the northwest began.

"This conference will be our foundation-building conference. It will be an epoch-making conference, a conference that will carry forward the past and open up the future, a conference with decisive significance, and a——"

"Still the slightest." Cui Yan's decisive dislike came from behind the screen, and Xiufen's chuckle.

To be honest, Zhao Xing no longer felt ashamed when he was in the capital, and he never wanted to do something real. He felt uncomfortable if he wanted to say anything, he was constrained everywhere.

Once we arrived in the northwest, everything went smoothly, and we also fulfilled the ambition of time travelers to capture several celebrities as their younger brothers. Now, Zhao Xing is really a little arrogant.

"This is not good, very bad, there is a long way to go." Zhao Xing warned himself and immediately corrected his attitude: "This time, we have completed the plan to obtain food and grass. But this is even more certain. Huang Taiji took a detour to Mongolia to attack Gyeonggi this autumn."

Zhao Zi said in a heavy mood: "We should immediately report this proven news to the capital and the emperor."

Hong Chengchou lamented: "Even if it is reported, the guys who are in the corpse position in the court in the capital will not believe it, or they just deliberately do not believe it, and continue to cover up their ears and make them mist."

After a battle between Shanxi to seize the governor of Yansui, Hong Chengchou had completely seen through the officialdom to what extent he had reached. He had lost confidence in the corrupt bureaucracy.

Zhao Xing expressed his support for Hong Chengchou's attitude. The more he recognized the reality of the Ming Dynasty, the more beneficial it would be to him.

Zhao Xing knocked on the table: "Mr. Hong is right. It is better to rely on yourself than rely on others. If we want to save this old empire, we must continue to implement my strategy. In the northwest, here, we will stabilize a region as our base. In our foundation, we will train an elite soldier and be ready to go to Beijing to serve the king at any time."

When he heard that he wanted to train an elite soldier, Wang Shenglin He Renlong and others immediately had sharp eyes and were eager to try, and Hong Chengchou was even more confident.

Chen Ce said confidently: "Now we have sufficient food and grass, enough to allow our 10,000 troops to eat for 10 years. As long as we have this sufficient food, why worry about not training an elite soldier?"

Zhao Zi sneered at Chen Ce: "Come on, my brother, this batch of grain and grass is huge, and it can indeed allow us 10,000 people to eat for 10 years, but within two years, this batch of grain and grass will be moldy. Where can we store it for so long?"

Chen Ce actually knew this truth, just wanted to express his confidence.

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is right. This batch of food and grass can only last for a year. Therefore, in the future, whether it is facing Jiannu, Mongolian Tartars, or even bandits, we must have a steady supply of new materials to supply us to make us worry." Then we face Hong Chengchou directly: "At the time, the Governor of Yansui forcibly confiscated the land of the surrounding military households, now immediately return the land and hand it back to those military households for settlement, half of which supply the army and half to support ourselves, so that the military and people can be at peace." His tone was firm and unquestionable.

Hong Chengchou nodded without any objection: "Of course. However, the lower officials began to implement the settlement in Yansui and began to implement the reduction of rent and interest. Not to mention the reduction of rent and interest. However, the implementation of the settlement must first stabilize the refugees, which requires a batch of grain and the seeds of the future."

Looking at Zhao Xing who had no objection, Hong Chengchou continued: "It is now the end of May. It is still time to mobilize these refugees to immediately sow late beans and buckwheat millet. These two crops are the most drought-resistant. As long as they are planted, they will have some harvest in autumn. I hope to ensure that these refugees can survive this difficult winter and persist until the sowing of the crops in spring. In just two years, these refugees will be able to settle down. Please make a decision."

Zhao Xing said to Chen Ce: "As Mr. Hong said, we will give them as much as he needs to report it. Don't worry, as long as the millions of people in Yansui prefectures decide, we can provide us with a steady stream of batches of food and grass in two years. This is a suitable business."

Chen Ce smiled and bowed: "Of course I understand this. When the meeting is over, I will hand over Lord Hong's needs to him and ask him to transport it back to settle refugees immediately and carry out sowing and seeds."

Zhao Xing nodded: "Very good, this is how we handle it. There is also the problem of our own development. Lord Hong distributed the land that was originally occupied. Mr. Chen thought we could still sow sweet potatoes?"

Chen Ce nodded: "Sweet potatoes can be sown in our northwest by the end of June." Then he pondered for a moment, and advised with caution: "Since we have millet and bean seeds, I still recommend sowing those things and sow sweet potatoes as little as possible."

Zhao Xing didn't understand agriculture. He grew up in the city since he was a child. The real thing is that the grass seedlings are not divided, so he asked in confusion: "Why don't you give up the sweet potatoes that produce 10 times and 20 times the yield of beans and wheat?"

Chen Ce patiently explained: "Although sweet potatoes are high-yield, they are not suitable for people to eat. In principle, one or two consecutive meals are OK. If you eat them for a long time, you will eat them badly."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then why did you sow these things back then?"

Chen Ce continued to explain: "We eat part of it to make up for our insufficient food rations, and then part of it is taken out and exchanged with the surrounding areas for grain. No matter what, this thing is better than eating Guanyin soil. The third one is that we use it to feed pigs, which is also a transformation."

When Zhao Xing heard this, he thought a lot. By the way, this thing in later generations was not the staple food of the people. Roasted sweet potatoes were just snacks for the people.

But sweet potatoes have another very important role, that is, making wine. One of the world's famous white wine varieties, Lao Baigan, its main raw material is potatoes or dried sweet potatoes. By the way, there is also the pork stewed vermicelli that Northeastern people love, which will bring you huge profits of finishing.

"After the land is returned, all the sweet potatoes are planted, and then we buy them all. I have a way to make this thing bring us huge income. As for what, I don't have time to discuss it now, so you can do it according to my method."

With the successive victory, Zhao Xing's prestige was no longer the identity of the imperial envoy, but an admirable means. So, without realizing it, Zhao Xing became accustomed to talking about it in his own small group.
Chapter completed!