The welcoming banquet ended at 10:00 p.m.
Ning Yuchun took Fu Xiaoguan and his party to the Dao Mansion——
Just like other prefectures, the prefect's residence was in the backyard of the prefectural government office.
This place certainly cannot be compared with the Ding'an Marquis' Mansion in Jinling City, but fortunately, the former city lord seemed to be a person who enjoyed pleasure, and built this backyard quite luxuriously.
Although it is called a backyard, it actually has five courtyards, which also have pavilions, terraces, rockery and ponds. There is also a garden in the front hall and the back yard. The layout is exquisite and the decoration is very stylish.
Now Xi Xunmei and others live next to this backyard, which is an attached house of the Taoist government, and the residents are also officials of the Taoist government.
At the instruction of Fu Xiaoguan, Xi Xunmei took Yun Xiyan to the next door, and left Ning Siyan, the doorman, behind, and he naturally lived in the front yard.
Cui Yueming didn't stay because as the worker ant in charge of Wofengdao's intelligence work, he needed to spread out all the soldier ants. Since entering Wofengdao, he had already spread out 200 soldier ants, and these 100 were to stay in Wofeng City.
The ten servants brought by Fu Xiaoguan began to clean the room under the arrangement of Nangong Piaoxue and the four daughters, while Fu Xiaoguan and Ning Yuchun sat in the pavilion in the courtyard.
"The summer here is obviously much cooler than in Jinling. Would you consider bringing your wife and children over?"
Ning Yuchun was silent for a moment. "Let's wait until we're done with this year. There are too many things to do this year."
Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, Wofengdao will be handed over to Ning Yuchun in the future, and he still has a long time to stay here.
Fu Xiaoguan thought so and asked, "Have those immigrants been properly settled?"
"They've all been arranged in the counties and prefectures below. Of the three prefectures, Wozhou has the largest population, but according to your plan, the economic center of Wofeng Road isn't in Wozhou... I sent a letter to Yan Xibai of Qingzhou and Dong Xiangfang of Qizhou to see how many people they still need after counting. We need to relocate roughly 600,000 people."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded. "Wozhou relies on Wofeng City, mainly for the research and development of new technologies. Wozhou's industry is still mainly agricultural. On the way to Wofengyuan, I carefully looked at the rice in the rice fields. Ordinary seeds are growing much better than those in the areas north of the Yangtze River. So the harvest will probably be 20% to 30% higher."
Next year... most of the rice fields in Wofengyuan will be able to be planted with Fu Sidai's seeds. In that way, the yield will probably be higher.
Don't underestimate agriculture. This place has a flat and vast terrain. In my opinion, it's not just suitable for growing rice, but also for growing a variety of fruits and vegetables. These things can generate economic value. When enough merchants come to Wofeng City, consumption will naturally increase."
Fu Xiaoguan still felt it was a pity. It was a pity that this road, from Wofeng City to Lanling County, would take at least ten days.
Now without freezing technology, there is no way to transport fruits and vegetables to various places.
You know, it’s spring all year round in Wofengyuan, it’s really a blessed place for producing grains, vegetables and fruits!
Ning Yuchun had never thought as far ahead as Fu Xiaoguan. He said, "Before you came, I spent quite a while in Xiushui County. Wang Er, the old farmer you sent from Xishan, told me that Fu Sandai's rice yield in this area could reach approximately 800 kilograms per mu..."
He looked at Fu Xiaoguan and asked seriously, "Can the output really be that high?"
Fu Xiaoguan was also surprised. In the rice fields in the western mountains of Linjiang, the ordinary seed yield per mu is about 240. This thing can increase it by nearly four times?
Although it was indeed possible to easily produce thousands of kilograms of rice and tens of thousands of kilograms of sweet potatoes in the previous life, that was only possible with sufficient fertilizer irrigation.
Now the rice fields are truly natural, green and pollution-free, and all they need is some organic fertilizer.
"My estimate is around 500 kilograms, but Wang Er is more professional than me. Even if I discount it, I'm afraid it can reach 600 or 700 kilograms."
Ning Yuchun was still surprised by this data. He frowned and pondered for a moment, muttering, "The rice in Wofengyuan is much tastier than the rice in the south and north of the Yangtze River. If we can really have such a high yield again..."
He looked up at Fu Xiaoguan again, his eyes gleaming, "We can do something with this rice!"
Fu Xiaoguan grinned and said, "You are the prefect, you have the final say."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Me? Don't expect me to do anything. I'm just sitting here."
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Zhang Wenhui and his three companions went directly to his house.
We got too much information today, and none of us can sleep. We need to discuss it carefully.
"Those words of Earl Ding'an...do you think they were sincere, or were they just empty promises made by a newly appointed official?"
Zhang Wenhui brewed a pot of tea and said, "I don't quite understand this man. He's so young, yet so capable of controlling himself. I always get the impression he's a seasoned official."
Mr. Qiao Liu frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "In my opinion, what Ding'an said is indeed from the heart. Think about it, everyone. If he were no different from the officials before him, he wouldn't have to be so cautious in telling us those things. He could have just had a drink and chatted and got by with it."
Wang Xiaozhong nodded. "I think what Sixth Master said makes sense. I don't know why, but I feel like this Earl of Ding'an isn't that cunning... Besides, with his status and position, why would he bother with those empty tricks?"
"I heard that people from the five major business families of the Yu Dynasty are now conducting inspections in various places in Wofeng Road. Since they dare to enter Wofeng Road in large numbers, I think they have already had contact with Ding'an Earl. If they are not afraid, why should we be afraid?" Fan Shilin said this.
Zhang Wenhui was silent for a few breaths and nodded.
"Yes, we can't hesitate any longer. I think Lord Ding'an's proposal is a great one. We need to establish a business association to unite all the powerful merchants remaining in Wofeng City. Firstly, it's to convey Lord Ding'an's intentions. Secondly... the merchants from the Yu Dynasty are coming in full force. Wofeng City is our territory that we've been operating for many years. We must not lose to them. That would be a disgrace!"
Mr. Qiao Liu suddenly thought of something and said worriedly, "I heard that those merchants in the Yu Dynasty are planning to issue some kind of stocks in the capital to raise funds. It's said that one person can raise hundreds of millions of taels of silver. With our limited resources... how can we compete with them?"
Zhang Wenhui's heart sank, and he asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Stocks? What is this? How can it raise so much money?"
Just then, a 28-year-old woman came over.
She is Zhang Wenhui's daughter, named Zhang Qiyue.
She walked into the pavilion, bowed to the four of them, and said with a giggle, "Dad, three uncles, let me explain the stock market to you in detail...!"
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