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The corners of Nanchang City are noisy in the past few days, and tens of thousands of people gather at every turn in order to rent land. According to the usual means, it is to go to the fields in the countryside to gather local farmers to divide the fields, so it is less likely to be trampled. Ke Tingfang is a trouble-saving person, and he likes to get twice the result with half the effort when he is a child, so he is concentrated at the door of the government. Not only did the fields be divided, there were so many service windows, and people naturally caught where there were fewer people and where they lined up, relatives and friends scattered, and the people who came to rent the fields together were suddenly dismantled, and the clan was crushed invisibly. As soon as the miscellaneous surnames gathered, the clan worshiped you!

However, in a patriarchal society, there is a reason for existence. Hawke can be regarded as a China expert, and when he saw Tingfang acting, he was immediately ecstatic, and he knew that his opportunity had come. The patriarchal law is essentially the same as the church, as well as the temple in Japan. In an agrarian society, it is constrained by social productive forces and cannot be managed in a refined manner. Ordinary people don't know who to turn to, so they can only entrust acquaintances. Even in Tingfang's previous life, it would be ten times more troublesome to get a birth permit in a small county town without acquaintances. So there is patriarchy, so there is church, so there is organization. People join an organization in order to build up an effective "network". Dad broke his leg, and he needs to find someone to ask which bone doctor is better; If a son wants to marry, he needs to understand the character of the girl. Clans and religions provide such services.

Or a church, or an ancestral hall, or a festival, or a ritual, with the same reason, gather people together, abide by the corresponding rules, and obtain appropriate benefits. This is an information exchange center, people are afraid of loneliness, with the clan, there is a platform. You can ask and make friends. The clan is unanimous on the outside, and there are various small groups on the inside, in the final analysis, all for the sake of profit. Ting Fang broke up the clan, and when this piece was vacant, someone else took advantage of it. Or heresy, or underworld, or Christ.

It's not that Ting Fang can't see it, in her previous life, she may not be able to make sense, in this life, she stood tall enough, in the last few years of the capital, the major events of the imperial court passed in front of her, and Ye Ge was so old that she had to analyze the piles and piles; In the Qinglou, in order to escape, all kinds of information, customs and gossip are the top priority, and they are also broken and crumpled. After a long time, I have seen the problem in depth, and although there are still shortcomings, I understand three points better than ordinary officials. Hawke, who was close to the left, stared at him, and Ting Fang just smiled. Others don't know, but she knows that the greed of foreigners is endless, and the trade deficit will force them to start the Opium War sooner or later. So she vacated the patriarchal law for the church, and when the war was fought and the war tax was levied as a last resort, she pushed Christ out to vent her anger to the people, and won the benefits and united the people, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

It's getting more and more shameless! Ting Fang quietly looked at the somewhat cloudy sky in the noise, savoring Confucius's sentence "The people can make it, but they can't know it." "In ancient times, a purely agricultural environment was absolutely true. Ting Fang didn't want to play with people's hearts like that, but she didn't have time. The Opium War of 1840 was not a war in which opium entered the Central Plains, but before that, there was a tendency to spread. Ting Fang's one million people look down on the Angsa lineage, not because of the arrogance of the โ–กโ–ก Kingdom, but because of the soldiers of Huaxia, they don't need to take drugs to go to the battlefield. 21st Century Poison. The product is overflowing to that point, and the army of the Angsa system is heavily dependent on poison. products are closely related. Forty years later, Xu Jingchang is in his sixties, the golden age of a politician, and he will inevitably face the opium crisis.

In the history of the Qing Dynasty, opium was repeatedly banned, because of the reselling of imperial court officials, and because of the fact that a certain father of the country raised funds for the "ideal cause". Just as if we want to completely eliminate organizations such as patriarchy, dog slaves, and cults, the best way is to cut off the soil for their survival and realize urbanization. The prohibition of opium and the underworld that accompanies it must be the destruction of the soil on which it breeds, that is, the absolutely murderous army laid by the stable government and proud industrial power. The premise of all this is to develop the productive forces as soon as possible and put an end to the turmoil. Block the fly camp dog Gou from the door, so that the people will not be disturbed by the patriarchal rules of the three aunts and six mothers, and resume production as soon as possible.

Cang Liao knows the etiquette enough, only after eating enough, Ting Fang will try to take the road of human rights, at this stage, everyone should work together. As the county lord and incapable of being a man, it is more realistic for the common people to think about how to survive first.

Several things in parallel, such as dividing the fields, pitting local tyrants, building water conservancy, and assigning political commissars to the army, Tingfang and a few people said that it is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of opportunities in the day. After thinking for less than a quarter of an hour, Bean Sprouts hurriedly ran in and said, "County Lord, the people who gathered to raise chickens and ducks outside are here." Where to lead? โ€

Ting Fang got up and said, "That big hall in the backyard." "The so-called auditorium is a shed built out of leftovers from building houses, and it is in the open space circled behind the yamen of the commander. Since you want to copy rabbits, activity centers are indispensable. The clan has an ancestral hall, the church has a church, and Tingfang can't give all the vacancies to Hawke, and the province can't control it, so she must provide a place to meet. Chen Fengning's governing experience can only be used to do specific things, and the limitations of his times doom him to not be at the helm. And Tingfang has no problem with his thinking, but his practical operation is far from enough, so he has to cross the river by feeling the stones. If you can copy it in your memory, try to use it first, and adjust it according to the situation. By now she knew that there was no such thing as a perfect decree, and that everything had to be tried. To try, there will be sacrifices. Some innocent people have been sacrificed by the deviation of the decree, but they can't. All she can see is the macro.

The auditorium is very simple, when eating is a problem, no one has the energy to study the long-span architecture, so the auditorium is still a beam and column structure, there is no courage to look to the end, and the entrance to the inner room is full of large and small pillars. The others didn't notice the difference, only Ting Fang was twisted. Architects must be trained! Can a group of pillars be called an auditorium?

I found a place to sit down, and after a while, someone led a few old farmers into the hall. Farmers need to do business, and they are more likely to live than ordinary people who farm with their heads covered. was led to the ceremony, although he was nervous and shivering, but he did not collapse to the ground. In an imperial society, it is a bit difficult for the people to be afraid of the royal people who are not afraid of the "divine authority of the monarchy". Ting Fang patiently waited for them to come to their senses before she said gently: "Please invite a few people to come, I have something to consult, and I hope that a few people will give advice." โ€

When you go out to find farmers, not everyone can come. After gathering people, you have to go through a sieve at Cuirong first, and only those who have a farm can send it to Tingfang. The plan of the year lies in the spring, everything is urgent, but after half a day's effort, Cui Rong roughly selected more than a dozen men, the virtuous and foolish don't care about it for the time being, Tingfang is an idiot in agriculture, what she wants to find is the right consultant.

After a long silence, one of the men said, "I wonder what the county lord wants to know?" โ€

Cui Rong, who followed in, said in Tingfang's ear: "This is Zhang Da, a member of the Zhang clan, but a distant relative. Since childhood, his family has been poor, but he is extremely motivated. Because there was no land, he asked the clan to borrow money to raise ducks, and they have been raising them for more than 20 years, and they are familiar with several major restaurants. But it was the big flood last year, and all the duck houses were washed away, the ducks and duck eggs were gone, and there was only one house left in the whole house. So he sold the house, and got the house on credit with us, and he still had a few dollars in his hand, and he was about to raise ducks again, and he was a shrewd man. โ€

Ting Fang nodded and smiled, "I know." Then he said to Zhang Da, "What did you feed so many ducks in the past?" โ€

Zhang Da said respectfully: "If you go back to the county lord, most of the villains are fed with chaff, accompanied by miscellaneous grains. After saying that, he hesitated, but he was still reluctant to let go of Tingfang's line, and said, "The grains must be cooked, and it is not cost-effective to feed the raw ones, and the ducks are not full." โ€

Ting Fang said: "Only feed rice, I'm afraid it's not fat, right?" โ€

Another farmer, Li Xiaoer, said: "You still have to raise earthworms, sprinkle some earthworms on the rotten black soil, and it won't be long before there is a stubble." Ducks eat earthworms the fattest, and chickens eat them too. โ€

Cui Rong explained: "He is a mixture of chickens, ducks and geese, and he is raised in a lotus pond. โ€

Ecological farming!? Ting Fang was impressed, and hurriedly asked, "Is there enough earthworms to eat?" โ€

Li Xiaoer said: "Enough is not enough, the villain sprinkled small fry in the fish pond, and there is a fish called pond lice, which is the easiest to raise." The meat smells fishy, the price is extremely cheap, and sometimes it is chopped and fed to chickens and ducks. In autumn, when the pond is dried to pick lotus roots, there will be many small crabs. Said and smiled, "The crab has to be coated in flour and fried in oil to be delicious, we are poor, but fry it once for the children to eat, and the rest are also chopped and fed to the chickens and ducks." The villain doesn't raise much, just enough to make ends meet. The villain's family is gone, and he invited the county lord to enjoy food. โ€

Tingfang asked around again and learned that the farmers at this moment had accumulated a lot of experience. For example, if there is a chicken, he encloses the land in the valley, which is damp and the most prone to insects. He built a chicken coop on the sunny side, opened the door during the day, and told the chickens to go to the valley to find food. The valley could not be planted, and it was full of weeds, so that he could find such a good place to survive. Because he is on the mountain all the year round, he has not been affected by the flash flood this time, and he is one of the few people in Nanchang who has not suffered much loss. Only when the city was affected by the disaster and there was nowhere to buy rice, he killed all the chickens with hatred and made them into wind chickens, and from time to time exchanged rice and grain with the big households in the city. The chicks are still there, and they are being kept at home. I heard that the city queued up to rent land, as long as thirty percent of the rent, I moved my heart to run to line up to hit the luck, I never thought that I really bumped into it, I saw a county lord, but I went home to blow it for three or five years.

Ting Fang flipped through it and found out, and then showed the purpose: "I want to build a farm, and I have chickens, ducks and geese." Are you interested? โ€

Zhang Dadao: "How much is the rent?" โ€

Ting Fang shook his head with a smile: "The imperial court is directly operated, and it is not rented or transferred." Invite an old man to raise it, and the court will pay the salary. Those who have the ability are paid more, and those who work hard are paid less. โ€

Zhang Da hesitated.

Tingfang is not reluctant, and women in poultry farming are even better. She is originally set up for women, and it doesn't matter if the dozen or so men present come or not, as long as they are willing to sell experience. The purpose of the farm is many, but all factories give preference to female workers. Not only are female workers docile and well-behaved and ask for low prices, but more importantly, the inherent production model of small family workshops, women's productivity has not been emancipated at all, but the fields are vertical and vertical for men to farm, and the โ–กโ–ก that has been used is not far from ten. If she doesn't drag a woman out of the house to work, what competition does she have? More than a dozen people who came this time are capable, and it is normal to want to stand on their own. No matter how ruthless the state-owned enterprises are, they will not be so domineering that they will not allow self-employed people to survive. As for whether self-employed people will be squeezed to death by Tingfang's state-owned factory, it is not time to consider.

After no one spoke for a long time, Ting Fang knew that they were unwilling. Then he smiled and said, "I live in a residence in the city with one of you, how about you give my family the stunt?" 166 Reading Network