The moon sets, crows cry, and the sky is full of frost.

The hunters carried their own meat and said goodbye to Fu Xiaoguan happily. Half a cup of tea later, Wei Changzheng's yard finally became quiet.

Wei Li was very nervous. She went to clean up the east wing, changed the sheets, and after thinking for a while, she covered the bed with a layer of fox fur.

Wei Changzheng built a bonfire in the middle of the yard. Hanging above the bonfire was a large black jar filled with bear bones and some medicinal herbs picked from the mountains.

There were several iron racks next to the jars, with bear meat on one side and wild boar meat on the other.

He was still a little nervous. The highest-ranking official who had ever come to his house was only the magistrate of Baocheng County, but now there was a living lord sitting there!

My uneasy heart could not calm down at all, because I was afraid that if I was not careful enough, I would make this lord unhappy, which could lead to a terrible disaster.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at the table under the lamp with the corner of his eye. Fortunately, Master Fu and Zong Shiji were chatting and laughing. They didn't seem to mind the dirtiness of the yard, nor did they mind that the tea was not tasty.

When the aroma of meat wafted over, Wei Changzheng invited Fu Xiaoguan and others to sit around the campfire. He carefully cut the meat and handed it over respectfully.

Fu Xiaoguan ate heartily during this meal, and Wei Changzheng's heart finally settled down.

"How many people are there in this Weijiapu?"

"My Lord, there are only about 1,200 of us now."

"Are they all hunter families?"

"That's not the case. There are about a hundred households that farm."

"How much land does each family have? How is the harvest?"

"Each of these hundred or so households has roughly 60 mu of farmland. As for the harvest... the land here is relatively poor. Located beneath the Qinling Mountains, the sunshine hours are short and the temperature swings are large. Crops can only be grown for one season. After deducting taxes, the remaining amount is barely enough to make ends meet."

Fu Xiaoguan nodded slightly. He had talked a lot with Wei Changzheng that night and learned that even in Weijiapu, more than a dozen families had moved their families thousands of miles away to Wofeng Road.

I don’t know how Gongsun Ce, Shang Liang and Ma Xingkong are doing in Wofeng Road.

The subsequent itinerary needs to be accelerated. The special examination on the third day of May must be held as scheduled. Officials at all levels must be selected and sent to Wofeng Road to establish order first.

According to the time, Wang Er should have arrived at Wofengyuan with some villagers from Xiacun, and it was time to plant Fu Sandai's seeds.

Wang Qiang should have also brought some villagers to Quyi and Pingling counties, and the sweet potato seedlings should have been grown by then.

After two or three years of cultivation of the sweet potatoes, they can be promoted nationwide, and the food problem of the Yu Dynasty will be almost solved.

After the food problem is solved, if the people want to become rich, it is not enough to just work in workshops. They have to develop the small peasant economy, plant mulberry trees, raise silkworms, and raise poultry, and encourage the people to boldly start their own businesses.

Another aspect needs to be implemented at the township level, encouraging gentry to set up township enterprises, or... build a Huaxi Village in Wofeng Road?

Of course, the industry of Huaxi Village must be based on local characteristic resources, on which basis to develop characteristic products and obtain high-quality industries with healthy and sustainable development.

It really is a long and arduous journey!

That night, Fu Xiaoguan slept uneasily because too many things were on his mind.

He had figured out the plan of these things and needed to implement them step by step.

Using Wofeng Road as the starting point, the entire Yu Dynasty was driven.

It will take two years to build Wofengdao into the Yu Dynasty Special Economic Zone, and then organize officials at all levels to study systematically. Officials from Wofengdao will also be sent to poor areas to help alleviate poverty.

The fat father is now the emperor of the Wu Dynasty. I think he will also send officials from the Wu Dynasty to learn from him.

The two countries are separated by mountains and separated by a narrow strip of water. In the future, there will be frequent exchanges in military culture and commodities.

When commodities are plentiful, international trade will inevitably open up, and the global competitive landscape will take shape. By standardizing trade rules, all participating countries will be able to fight on the battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder.

It may be brutal, but only such competition can drive industrial upgrading and the progress of civilization.

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Early the next morning, after breakfast, Fu Xiaoguan and others, led by Wei Changzheng, went to a wasteland in the suburbs.

It was spring, and in the fields that should have been growing lush green wheat seedlings, three-foot-high wild wormwood grew wildly, dotted with a few unknown wild flowers. If a scholar saw this, he might think this was a beautiful pastoral scene, but Fu Xiaoguan felt a little heartbroken when he saw it.

population!

The initial population statistics of the Yu Dynasty were 98 million, less than 100 million!

Population is a country's greatest wealth, so this is why the Yi State demarcated the Wofengyuan but wanted to relocate the indigenous people.

To encourage childbirth, we must first solve the problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Then Fu Xiaoguan thought of another problem - the survival rate of the baby!

The medical conditions in this era were extremely poor. In a small town like Weijiapu, there was only one barefoot doctor. He might be able to treat minor pains and ailments, but for more serious illnesses, he would basically treat them as a last resort. As for delivering babies... that was all up to fate!

Not to mention the common people, even the noble ladies in the palace were giving birth and were walking on the gates of hell.

This is because the word surgery is currently limited to treating trauma.

So we have to open a medical school...!

Fu Xiaoguan put away his wandering thoughts, pulled out his dagger, squatted on the ground, pried up a piece of soil and squeezed it in his hand. It was sandy soil. There was no problem growing sweet potatoes in such soil, but the harvest of wheat and corn would not be high. Rice would not grow in such soil as it could not retain water unless the soil was improved.

He clapped his hands and stood up, looking up and around. All he could see was wasteland. It was a pity that such a good place was wasted. It had beautiful mountains and rivers, but it couldn't retain people.

Wei Changzheng kept looking at Fu Xiaoguan. He didn't understand what Fu Xiaoguan was doing. He just felt that Lord Fu at this time didn't look like a lord at all.

He seemed to know a lot about farming. By the way, he used to be a small landlord in Linjiang.

But do the children of landlords know how to farm?

Wei Changzheng didn't know, but He Sandao knew that he was also a small landlord. Not to mention farming, he didn't even know what crops to plant in what season.

He likes to go to Cuihonglou to farm, but as for the real fields... go to hell!

So He Sandao looked at Fu Xiaoguan with a strange expression——

This educated small landlord, no matter whether he can farm or not, at least he has the right posture. Look at the small dagger raised casually, and how gracefully his hands knead the soil.

At first glance, he gives people a friendly feeling, so when it comes to acting, if you want to get into the role, you need real skills.

He Sandao felt that this lord was truly a master!

Whether it's fighting, robbing other gangs, or acting.