After Di Renjie returned to the inn, his trusted people couldn't help but ask about the food situation at the steward's house.

"It's just a pot of mutton. The chief steward is a man who is content with poverty. He doesn't even have a servant at home. All chores are handled by the steward's wife. What kind of life do you think the chief steward lives?"

Di Renjie looked at the guy next to him, wondering if he should find a more suitable person.

After handing the cloak to the person beside him, Di Renjie went to the inner room alone, looked at the candlelight and pondered for a while, then took out a pen and paper and started writing. Looking at the quill pen in his hand, Di Renjie smiled and said, "It's still easier to record things with this quill pen. At least a piece of white paper is basically enough."

After writing a piece of paper, Di Renjie read it carefully again. "Wealth, wealth, great steward, this is a good idea. With this theory of wealth, being an official can be much easier. As long as you follow the rules, it will be difficult for the people under your rule not to be rich. The theory of wealth is a bit vulgar. This should be the theory of national wealth."

The next morning, Di Renjie woke up to the sound of gongs and drums. After getting dressed, he walked out of the room and asked, "Why is there so much noise outside?"

"Good morning, sir. General Wang is getting married today. The people in the city are celebrating spontaneously, especially the Tibetans. They are as happy as if they were getting married themselves."

"Hehe, who can predict what the steward will do? There were many unimaginable things in the past, but now we are used to it, right? Why do you care so much about him? We can just watch and see.

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"The teacher taught us that food is the most important thing for the people. If they have enough food, they will feel at ease. If they have enough clothes, they will feel warm. As for us in Yuzhou, we should put people first.

"Then I will take your advice."

"This is really powerful. Compared with it, Ziyou seems a little petty."

"Your Excellency is the highest-ranking person in Qinghai. This was arranged by the chief steward. Moreover, I inquired last night and found out that the chief steward's family banquet is not that delicious.

Di Renjie figured out the key after a moment's hesitation and said with a smile: "Haha, they do have reason to be happy."

Even if the Tibetans are not as wealthy as the Ba people in the future, they should not be that bad. As long as they are half as wealthy as the Ba people, no, as wealthy as one tenth of the Ba people, they will not have to worry about their future.

Di Renjie thought for a moment and said, "It's not the right time yet. I always feel that it's a little lacking. Besides, there are already people in the borderland, and it's still early in the sea. Besides, this is actually a borderland. In this sense, I have already participated."

In the eyes of these Tibetans, the reason why the Yuzhou Ba people became the richest in the world was because they married their daughters to the steward. Although the steward was devoted and had no plans to marry again, he had returned all the Tibetan girls he had sent before. However, now that the steward's brother had married a Tibetan girl, the meaning was the same.

Take Li Jingye for example. He has been in Yuzhou for so long, but he has never been invited to a dinner at the house of the chief steward. Although there is not much delicious food at the house of the chief steward, not everyone can eat it.

Although Wang Wu did not do it intentionally, since he married the Tibetan girl, it naturally became a marriage of alliance.

These Tibetans should have been prepared in advance. Amid the sounds of gongs, drums and ox horns, teams of young men and women walked onto the street and danced a dance unique to the grassland. Afterwards, the Ba soldiers also performed a war dance to celebrate, and then the Yuzhou students came out and recited a passage.

Di Renjie was enjoying himself while eating his breakfast and watching the scene on the street.

Di Renjie looked at the calm and measured students in plain clothes below, sighed and said, "The borderland has already begun, and the sea is not too far away, but are the stars really within reach?"

"The ability of the chief steward is a gift from heaven, and his aura is naturally majestic. Confucius is not petty, it's just that the times are different."

Correct your body when you are young, cultivate your nature when you are young, learn reading and counting, and strengthen your body when you are strong.

Di Renjie smiled and murmured, "But I don't want to just watch, I want to be involved in it myself. If I don't participate in such a great event, it would be a waste of my life in this world."

"If you want to get involved, isn't it easy? Just tell the steward directly. The steward thinks highly of you."

Di Renjie smiled and said, "You have a very sensitive ear. So, tell me, why does the steward think so highly of me?"

I heard that only a few people who often follow the steward can occasionally have a meal at the steward's house. The fact that the steward can invite you to a family dinner means a lot."

Di Renjie couldn't help but smile when he saw the person next to him smacking his lips, thinking to himself that this person could be observed for a while longer.

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Di Renjie's room was on the second floor. When he opened the outer window, he could see the street. By turning his head left or right, he could basically see the entire street.

Many people now say that this generation is the most blessed, not only do they have a good life, but they can also witness countless rare things. "

Our goal is the wilderness, the sea and the stars."

Di Renjie laughed dumbly, "What secret method do you need? Look at the city in front of you. This is a land that has been developed by the steward. As long as I follow the steps, Qinghai will become a prosperous paradise."

"Yes, this place used to be deserted. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. Now, as long as I'm in the city, it feels similar to the Central Plains. This small city is not much worse than the big cities in the Central Plains in some aspects."

Di Renjie patted the whitewashed brick wall and sighed, "Not only is it good, it's even better. The cities in the Central Plains, no matter how big or small, always have a stale atmosphere, while the cities in Qinghai give people a feeling of vitality. Even if they seem a little empty, they are better than stale."

"These Tibetans are really lucky. They worked hard for just a few months and were allocated a house."

Hearing the envious tone, Di Renjie smiled and couldn't help but think of Wang Zheng's argument about wealth.