"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zishen," Zhu Jun said.

Now that the transportation is underdeveloped, Ge Shaohua has gained some benefits from the government. It was more than a month after the letter was sent to Wang Ju. It was only in early August that Wang Ju received news that he and Su Lishu had just arrived in Fuzhou.

"That may not be true. If this industry is done well, the government will definitely appreciate it." Li Wan said enviously from the side.

"Second brother, Erlang, don't think about it. Even if Ge Shaohua is a disciple, he has no family and no achievements, it would be great if he can be a small county magistrate in the future," said Wang Ju.

Of course, if Ge Shaohua could be a small magistrate, he would be very happy.

"What a pity, the benefit will be until next winter..." Li Wan sighed.

He didn't even know the black hole in the court.

Why didn’t the court tell me, only a few people knew the truth?

Can this be said? There was such a big crisis in the Song Dynasty, and the Liao Kingdom had no idea, and the Western Xia had no idea? If these two countries had ideas and one teamed up, the Song Dynasty had a real crisis. Moreover, if the truth was spread, it would shake the people's hearts.

But Li Wan could also see that the court's finances were very tense.

"Second brother, you don't understand..." Wang Judao.

This time, the intention was his sudden idea, but it was far more than what Zhao Xu could see. There was another intention, that is, the Senei warehouse. In a few decades, no matter how it is plugged in, the internal warehouse will be a problem, but it can still be plugged in now.

Why can it be stuffed? That is the current price of cotton.

Wang Ju didn't know much about this. After all, it was not sold by pounds, but became a variety of cloth sales. Even if it was sold, it was in the south. Where can Wang Ju find out? Besides, it is mostly in the civilian area. It may also be traded in a complex way like barter. As for the price on Fujian Road, the price was even more abnormal, so Wang Ju wanted to buy some cotton two years ago, but in the end he only bought a little bit. The people from Zhu and Li families did not dare to buy it. It was not cotton, but soft gold!

It is not possible to compare it with Dashi cotton cloth. There are many cotton cloths from Kaifeng, which are surprisingly expensive. They are often several times or dozens of times that of silk. That cannot be counted as a fan of Japan. When it comes to the capital, it will also be very expensive. This is a "foreign product". In this era of backward transportation, virtual value will be generated.

However, there is one thing that even in the Southern Song Dynasty, its value was still very high.

The saying that kapok harvests thousands of plants and eight people are not worried about poverty. It can reflect its value.

A family of eight requires 40 stones of grain a year. The rice price in Lingnan may be a little cheaper, and that stone costs 200 meters, eight coins of coins. But it is not enough to have food. The family is not called poverty. At least ten coins of goods have to buy at least ten coins of goods, that is, the value generated by a thousand cotton is 18 coins!

Scientific planting, in that kind of fertile silt field, at least two thousand cotton plants can be planted per acre.

Let’s look at the silk silkworm industry. If a family of ten people in Huzhou raises ten foil silkworms, it is not worried about poverty. One acre of mulberry leaves can raise three foil silkworms. If a family of eight people in order to avoid poverty, it must raise eight foil silkworms, plant two or seven acres of mulberry trees, pick mulberry silkworms and raising silkworms to weave them, so that they can maintain food and clothing.

As long as you plant well and there is no disaster, half acre of cotton should be worth two or seven acres of mulberry silkworms! Even because cotton is more expensive now, it will be more valuable. So children peel cotton one by one on Fujian Road, and people start to grow cotton, and then wrap it in a little bit in silk, and the silk cloth will immediately increase the level. However, how sad is it to peel this cotton seed with your hands? The fatal thing is that it is not possible to plant it, and the yield is even more pitifully low.

This will make a first pot of gold for the inner treasury.

Wang Ju can also be considered flattery. The inner treasury is full, and the royal family is happy, and the two empress dowagers are also happy. That will be a great help.

But mainly because the inner treasury has money, Zhao Xu can keep giving rewards. If the reward is paid continuously, the resentment brought by the reform will be reduced a little. Not to mention Wang Anshi, he will take over the national affairs immediately. There are so many ills, and if he doesn't do it, there will be many people who hate him once he tries.

The people of Fujian and the vast open space of the two countries also gave the best opportunity to implement this plan.

But it must be fast, it depends on the ability of Sulishe and Ge Shaohua. Of course, the significance of cotton popularization is not to mention. Moreover, its planting is very high under the leadership of Wang Ju. The transfer of nutrient pots is strictly restricted for dense planting, and there is a severity in advance. It is not moved suddenly to Jiangnan and Hebei, or in Lingnan, and the yield will not be low.

The source of growth that Wang Anshi mentioned is more intimidating, but the source of real growth is less.

These are the real sources of increase.

However, Wang Ju is very repulsive to the government hosting. To put it bluntly, it is better to be hosted by the inner treasury than the government hosting. Therefore, Wang Ju still insists on "inducing" the south for such a big plan.

There is also the suspiciousness in his personality, and it is difficult to believe others, especially these new things. However, due to his age limitation, he has little power in his hands and cannot preside over it, so he will not lobby the court to promote it. He will save the credit from others when he gets it, but he will not be responsible for his own sins.

Wang Ju immediately burned the letter.

Li Wan and Zhu Jun are both their own people, so it doesn’t matter, but this letter can no longer be seen by others.

The weather is getting higher and higher.

There was a fragrance floating in the kitchen behind.

Today is Hu Quan's birthday, and Hu Quan is not alone. Anyway, Wang Ju's children, including Erniu, will deliberately make a birthday cake for the four-evil birthday at home.

Mix it with chicken and noodles, and add some boiled fructose and maltose. The frosting is too expensive and you can't bear to use it. Then put it on a frying pan and bake it, and a large cake will come out.

Or you can occasionally apply a layer of honey and insert a candle to it, and it will become a king-style birthday cake.

Yelong Meesheng's wife brought the cake up later.

Hu Quan was so moved that he burst into tears and said, "Uncle, it would be great if my brother could eat it."

This Wang Ju really has no choice. Could it be that he deliberately sent someone to send a cake to Qingzhou? He thought for a while and said, "Aunt Wang, you can make another bigger one and send it to the original village and distribute it to the original village children."

The original village is a small village opposite the stream, with more than thirty families.

"Okay," Aunt Wang went in and made the cake again.

In fact, Wang Ju moved to Songxi and was disgusting. Except for his thatched roof, the rest is the same.

Not luxurious, but not difficult.

The family shared the cake.

"Brother, what does Hangzhou look like?"

"In Hangzhou, I will read a small order to you."

"OK."

"The southeast is beautiful, the three Wushu metropolis, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. The smoke and willows painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and the 100,000 houses are uneven. The clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the sky is boundless. The city is full of pearls and gems, the houses are full of silk and silk, and the competition is luxurious.

The lake is filled with clear and graceful scenery, with three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers. Qiang pipes are sunny, and the diamonds are singing at night, playing with fishing for the old and lotus children. Thousands of riders are holding high teeth, listening to the flute and drum, singing and enjoying the mist and clouds. The pictures of the future will be beautiful, and I will return to the phoenix pond to praise it."

“What a beautiful place.”

"What's wrong, I miss my third brother."

"I think a little bit."

"If you think about it, after autumn, you will follow the Zhu and Li families to Hangzhou for a walk."

"That won't work, I'm even more reluctant to leave my elder brother."

"When you grow up, you must learn to fly alone. Why are you deadbeat by my side?" Wang Ju said. Especially in this era, once a woman gets married, although women will not be as tragic as in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the overall trend is to marry a chicken and follow a chicken. When a dog is married, the wife has to go wherever her husband goes, and even where her husband can go, and the wife is not qualified to go.

"I don't want to fly."

"Go and have a look. If I weren't an official, I would also like to go to Jiangnan to take a look. It seems that the best place outside the capital of the Song Dynasty is now."

"I heard there is a West Lake?"

"Western Lake is also beautiful. There is a poem here. The water is shimmering and beautiful when it is sunny, and the mountains are misty and strange when it is raining. If you want to compare West Lake with Xizi, it is always suitable to apply light makeup and heavy makeup."

However, after reading it, Wang Ju suddenly realized that it was not good. Su Dongpo had not yet gone to Hangzhou. If it spreads, it would be very unbeautiful.

Erniu was really moved by this statement.

In fact, Wang Ju wanted to take advantage of Erniu's age to start remembering things, so that she could go out for a walk and broaden her horizons, and at least she would have a good memory in the future.

"But I..."

"Go, let's go after autumn, and you can see the broken bridge and the snow."

"What is the broken bridge and the remaining snow?"

"That's it, I'll tell you another story."

"It's true, that White Snake is so pitiful."

"How could it be true? The story is, then look at the Baidi in spring, see the lotus flowers in the West Lake in summer, see the Qiantang River and sea tides in autumn, and those brave trendsetters. If you miss me, you will come back."

"It's not a year, I won't go."

"Why did you regret it again?"

The brother and sister were talking when Mr. Zhao walked over from a distance.

"I've met Ming Gong."

"Quick, please inside."

Wang Ju General Zhao invited him in.

Mr. Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "Ming Gong, some gentry in the city have repeatedly invited me to let Ming Gong return to live in the city."

The people below don’t know about the conversation between Han Qi and Sima Guang.

However, these people really don’t know what impact will the Wang Ju storehouse be after it is spread? In fact, there are some rumors in the nearby irrelevant prefectures and counties, saying that the gentry in Jingyang County is powerful and actually forced the imperial officials to live in the thatched house, and even this thatched house had to be built on the construction site.

Mr. Zhao colluded with many gentry. Since they bowed their heads, everyone gave in, which led to the gradual disappearance of many circles.

The court successively squeezed in the officers and soldiers of the 18th Battalion, and the Poche Army, and some of them were transferred from the rear. They did not work here for a long time and would go back after autumn, but before autumn, they tried to complete the various branches and canals in order to steal more irrigated farmland.

These sergeants arrived just to make up for the lack of labor.

The construction speed begins to get faster,

So all the gentry were anxious.

"Zhao Yuanwai, are all the gentry or some gentry?"

"Ming Gong, it's impossible for all the squire."

"Then you go back and bring a word, saying that it is easy to send God and it is difficult to ask God." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!