Chapter 47 Shortcuts to Making Money

Sesame Li, Peng Da and others were both farmers and knew very well what the people at the bottom of this era hated the most. Therefore, they directly reduced the land tax to 20%. They posted a list to publicly encourage land reclamation. As long as the deserted land cultivated by each male student does not exceed 100 mu, the land tax was paid to the rebel army at a yield of 20% per mu, the Xuzhou General Administration recognized his ownership of this land. It can be bought and sold or left to his descendants.

Therefore, after the beginning of spring, a craze for land reclamation and farming surged around Xuzhou. Almost all refugees, who could still hold hoes, went to the ground to open up wasteland. The auxiliary soldiers in each army were sweating profusely under the moonlight after finishing training and public fields. As a result, the prices of land that could not be sold at the price were getting lower and lower. Correspondingly, the value of tenants soared due to the emergence of a large number of new arable land.

The people's life is getting better, but Zhu Bashiyi, the upstart in the rebel army, was worried. He couldn't sell a large area of ​​land in his hand, and could not plant it. The Zuo Jun was still waiting for the rice to be put into the pot and his eyes were so anxious that he slapped the table and complained loudly: "This will not work, that will not work. What should you two say?! With such a big family business, I can't just let me make my own decisions on everything!"

When Mr. Su heard this, he immediately wanted to kneel down and resign. Zhu Bashiyi was so angry that he picked him up and roared unhappily: "Don't talk about resignation! In this life, you are my person, and you are my ghost!"

After roaring, he felt that the words were too ambiguous. He slowed down and whispered: "I know I have spent a little more ruthlessly recently, and I didn't discuss it with you. But I also participated in the last battle. You also know what the soldiers of the Mongol Yuan look like? If we hadn't succeeded in the last moment, the whole city of Xuzhou would have been slaughtered into white land! Who could have lived to this day? So in terms of weapons, the money that should be spent cannot be saved no matter what! Otherwise, our soldiers are not as good as others' spirits, and our food is not as good as others' sufficient, and there are no peerless generals with them. If you don't quickly get one or two powerful weapons to save your life, aren't you just waiting to be chopped up?!"

Mr. Su actually knew in his heart that Zhu Bashiyi spent so much money to create a few more powerful weapons that could reverse the world like grenades in order to prepare for emergencies. The reason why he had quarreled before was mainly because the other party did not discuss with him when he spent money, and he felt lost. Now he heard Zhu Bashiyi speak frankly, and sighed and responded in a low voice: "Although the words are the reason, the governor should also measure it. Otherwise, before you can get your magic weapon out, the Zuo Jun stopped the pause first. The soldiers were hungry. Even if they had the sharp weapon, who would you give it to?!"

"Didn't I not pay attention recently?" Zhu Bashiyi smiled embarrassedly and admitted his mistakes. "I have indeed spent money hard recently, so I will pay attention to some in the future. That, can't I sell antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the mansion really be sold?"

"The market is too bad now, so it will definitely not be sold at the price!" Seeing that his lord is so kind, Mr. Su sighed helplessly and responded in a low voice, "I'll ask someone to bring a picture of calligraphy and paintings to Yangzhou to see. If there is a market, maybe it will be more urgent to save it for a few days."

He looked up at Zhu Bashiyi's expression and continued, "But this is not a long-term solution. If you want to continue to let your brothers eat two or one thin every day, the governor would better think about other ways to make money?!"

"What's the way? If you two can think of it, you might as well tell it!" Zhu Bashiyi knew that the other party was thinking about it for his own sake, nodded and asked humbly.

Mr. Su did not respond, but turned his attention to Yu Changlin and signaled the latter to answer on his behalf. The Sicang of the Left Army immediately understood his hint, thought for a while, and took the initiative to say, "Since the governor asked, his subordinates would plan for the governor over their own abilities. In fact, there are only two ways to make money, one is to increase revenue and the other is to reduce expenditure!"

"Forget it, let's talk about how to open up the source first!" Zhu Bashiyi knew the feeling of hunger in his life, so he refused to save money from his brothers' rations. After thinking about it, he signaled Yu Changlin to say the first item first.

Yu Changlin nodded and continued to respond, "There are several ways to open source, the most stable of which is military farming. But it is precisely because of its stability that it is slow to take effect. Without three or five years, it is difficult to be self-sufficient!"

"That's it! Xuzhou is stuck on the canal, and it can cut off the supply of food and food from the north at any time. Regardless of whether General Manager Li would do that, the Mongolian and Yuan court would definitely not tolerate putting the food route next to his mouth. I guess the court's troops would come again soon. If we stationed this field, we will also be Baitun!" Zhu Bashiyi thought about it and decisively rejected the plan.

Yu Changlin had no intention of selling the strategy of military farming to Zhu Bashiyi. Seeing that Zhu Bashiyi was not interested, he immediately changed to the second plan. "What's the second thing is to make a fuss about the wealthy family under his rule. He found a way to make them pay to the governor to raise soldiers, and at the same time gave them certain benefits. The advantage of this method is that it can connect the country gentry under his rule with our army and advance and retreat together. The disadvantage is that people are short-spoken and will inevitably be subject to them in the future!"

"Forget it, there are only a few rich families in Xuzhou City? Even if you donate all your property, it is not enough for us Zuo Jun to eat for a year!" Before Zhu Bashiyi could finish his words, he knew that the road was blocked. He shook his head and rejected with a smile.

"Then there is only the third one!" Yu Changlin secretly glanced at Mr. Su, and then his voice rose slightly, "Please ask General Manager Li for a general order, and fight it out earlier, and then give it food to the enemy?"

"Just eat the enemy?" Zhu Bashiyi was slightly stunned and asked instinctively.

"Of course!" Mr. Su was prepared and immediately took over the conversation, "Has the governor ever heard anyone say that if you want to get rich, the fastest thing is to be open-minded, and the second is to be an official. The governor is now an official of the Red Turban Army, and it is the most natural to steal money and food from the Mongolian Yuan. Why bother squatting at home all day and staring at the little that the chief executive had divided?"

"Grab, yes, why didn't I expect it? But if you want to steal, we must find a target first!" Zhu Bashiyi was stunned again, and couldn't help laughing. Yes, he is now a rebel army, with a knife and a gun in his hand, and he is still thinking about selling houses and land to raise soldiers! If he has no money, he just goes out to grab it. Even if he can't defeat several cities, he blocks the door and asks the Beiyuan officials in the city to pay the "security security" fee. Do they dare not give it to him?

"North, Shanfu, Caozhou!" Yu Changlin stood up and bowed, adding loudly, "That area is the old Yellow River road, with streams crisscrossing and fertile fields for thousands of miles. The fields either belong to the Mongolian Daluhuachi in Shanfu and Caozhou, or belong to the local tyrants, and have nothing to do with the people. The Han officials in the city only know how to exploit bones and marrow, and do not know how to soothe people's hearts. This is simply opening the door, waiting for the governor to deal with them!"

"You two suggest me lead my troops to fight Shanzhou?" This was the third time Zhu Bashiyi was stunned and looked at Mr. Su and Yu Changlin suspiciously. I wonder what the hell was selling in their gourds?

It is obvious that the two of them discussed the argument first and then came together. According to their geographical knowledge that they had been desperately trying to make up for in recent years, Shanzhou and Caozhou are indeed located next to the old Yellow River path, with convenient irrigation and thousands of miles of fertile land, as they said. However, the two prefecture cities are now located north of the newly built Yellow River, and the development direction set by Sesame Li, Zhao Junyong and others for the Xuzhou army itself is to go south. In a short period of time, relying on the natural danger of the Yellow River, stabilize the north, and at the same time, expanding westward and southward, attacking Suzhou and Mengcheng, and striving to meet with the main force of the Red Turban Army under Liu Futong's troops as soon as possible.

"That's right! Shan and Cao are the things given by generals of God. If you don't take them, it's not a wise move!" He didn't see the expression on Zhu Bashiyi's face, so he bowed and continued to talk. He was the same as Su Mingzhe, Li Mubai and Zhao Junyi, and he was the same as Su Mingzhe, Li Mubai and Zhao Junyi. He was in the past because he could not find a rich family to recommend him and could not participate in the imperial examinations of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, so he was in a state of decline. Therefore, his desire to show off his talents was very strong. With a chance, he wanted to hold on firmly, without feeling that he was too anxious to do so! "Wula Buhua just slaughtered Pei County last winter, and Shanzhou and Caozhou were only a hundred and a hundred distance from Pei County. Even the wealthy families in the two places had a relative living in Pei County and were killed by Wu La Buhua. Therefore, the people in the two places had long been no longer with the Mongolian Yuan court. The general led his troops to slaughter the people and punished the people. The people would definitely win the food and follow the scene!"

"Well!" Zhu Bashiyi continued to ponder. Neither Shanzhou nor Caozhou paid Sesame Li privately to buy peace, so he led his troops to fight. With the current morale of the Zuo Army and the power of new gunpowder, the Northern Yuan officers and soldiers stationed in the local area may not be able to stop everyone's full blow.

The problem is that no matter how you listen to the suggestions of Mr. Su and Yu Sicang, they all have a conspiracy. Of course, they are not targeted. After the battle outside Xuzhou City, you are so kind to say that no one from the left army can challenge their position anymore. With the usual performance of the two, they are not a person who is so arrogant.

This conspiracy was obviously aimed at Sesame Li, Zhao Junyong and the entire Xuzhou Hongguo. Once he followed their suggestions and pulled the Zuo Army north of the Yellow River. I am afraid that in the next step, the two of them would suggest that the Zuo Army set up their own door!

The otakus is just staying at home and not lazy to participate in social activities, but is not stupid. On the contrary, most otakus in the 21st century have a high IQ. Zhu Bashiyi has merged two souls, and his intelligence will certainly not become negative. He smiled and shook his head and said, "If you really want to grab one, I will just take the war soldiers. I wouldn't dare to let me come back empty-handed! As for pulling all the troops to fight, let's forget it. After all, that place is north of the Yellow River. If there is a war in Xuzhou, the Left Army may not be able to come back in time!"

"Oh my governor! Why can't you think it's okay?" Mr. Su was anxious and immediately didn't care about pretending to be wronged. He grabbed Zhu Bashiyi's sleeve and shook it hard. "Our Red Turban Army is in Xuzhou, but the general manager heard Zhao's words and wanted to go south to fight Suzhou and Mengcheng. If Suzhou was not defeated, he asked the Tatars to raid the old nest again. Everyone turned into a bandit. The Mongolian and Yuan court did not need to send troops, just guard the city gate and prevent us from entering. When midsummer arrives, we will either be sunbathed to death or starve to death outside."

"What if you lead your troops to occupy Danzhou?!" After a few breaths, he continued to add loudly, "It is equivalent to firing a nail on the way to advance the Mongolian Yuan court. If they dare to attack Xuzhou, we will go around from Peixian to capture his retreat. If he attacks the Red Turban Army camp of Yingzhou from Bianliang, we can go around from the west to threaten Bianliang. If one particle goes down, the whole game of chess will be alive. At that time, you can fight as much as you want, and you don't have to watch Zhao Jun's face every day. Wouldn't it be a win-win situation?!"
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