Before crossing over, I remember watching a movie about World War II, called "Tiger Tiger Tiger!" So the production plan designated by Wang Hou this time is called cotton cotton cotton! As the name suggests, the cotton sleeve he dug up from his father-in-law, Cao Cao's garden, finally came in handy!

It has been more than a year since stealing cotton, I don't know if there is new cotton growing in Cao Cao's garden, anyway, Wang Hou has a good housekeeper, under the leadership of Wang Fu, the cotton fields of Funiu Mountain have made good progress, and more than 50 cotton masters have been trained, and there are more than 10 trucks of cotton seeds pulled to Qingzhou this time.

And cotton likes light, do not pick the ground, the environment near the sunshine is extremely suitable for planting cotton, can be called sunshine, the light environment needless to say, no one here to reclaim and cultivate, it is precisely because of the proximity to the sea, the land is quite barren, not fertile, there is not much yield to grow grain, but it is enough to grow cotton.

As for the mode of production, it is a household contract responsibility system, throwing away the gimmick, to put it bluntly, it is to distribute land to small farmers and let them be responsible for production, and cultivate yeoman farmers.

It sounds simple, but this way is of great significance to a dynasty, the reason why the Western Han Dynasty can stand up on the ruins of the Qin Dynasty, because the Han Dynasty followed the strategy of the Qin Dynasty, sharply attacked the deep-rooted clan power in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period for hundreds of years, forced to divide the clan, and forced to relocate local tyrants to live in Beijing during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, which disintegrated the fundamental foundation for the restoration of the Six Kingdoms, and supported the prosperity of the Western Han Dynasty, that is, the cultivation of yeoman farmers as the social and economic foundation, and the Eastern Han Dynasty could not surpass the previous dynasty from beginning to end, also because of the Eastern Han Dynasty, The power of the local family has swelled, and even Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu had to rely on the power of the family to establish the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Therefore, mentioning the Western Han Dynasty is the vigorous Han-Hungarian Hundred Year War! Pass the Western Regions! Seize Liaodong and destroy Sanhan! But in the Eastern Han Dynasty, most of people's memories are only endless battles between eunuchs and relatives! Moreover, at the end of the Han Dynasty, as soon as the dignity of the central court was weakened, the local super-family tyrants easily tore the Han Empire apart.

Not only the two Han Dynasty, Chinese history seems to have fallen into this strange circle, the founding of the country, eliminated a large number of local separatist forces, created a large number of ownerless land for the distribution of yeoman farmers, but with the economic development, it was the local tyrant family that pouted, the yeoman farmers went bankrupt, the middle bureaucratic family sucked up the country, sucked up the poor peasants, caused violent social turmoil, and then the peasant uprisings broke out, careerists took advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters, ending an era, and then the war and chaos wiped out a large number of people, created ownerless land, and entered the next cycle.

Even if the Song Dynasty died in a foreign race, it was not because the greedy Bianliang bureaucratic family embezzled the military horse breeding land established by Song Taizong in Henan, and when the Jin army crossed the Yellow River, why did there be no cavalry to fight? More than 400,000 forbidden troops were trapped in Bianliang City by more than 100,000 gold troops?

In Dongjun, as well as in Rizhao, what Wang Hou is doing is to reopen the work of an era, indirectly and directly re-cultivating yeoman farmers.

However, the scale of this time is much smaller than that of Dongjun, after all, Dongjun is a redistribution of social property, and the land along the Yellow River is fertile, the plains are vast, all parties actively provide materials and means of production, and there are more than 80,000 real prime-aged laborers into production, so it is strange that the scale is not large. In contrast, Rizhao is notoriously barren, and Wang Hou himself provides very limited help, and Rizhao City is composed of immigrants, and the human resources are far inferior to those of Dongjun.

Even if Wang Hou was very active in holding this production mobilization meeting, the land that was actually contracted out was only more than 80,000 mu of cotton fields.

However, the development of this cotton village is more vigorous and brilliant than that of Dongjun.

Wang Hou has been hoarding cement and metal construction materials for more than a year, and if he wants to reclaim the land outside the city, it is essential to have a place to live, right? And everyone knows that this year has been turbulent, under Wang Hou's propaganda campaign of promoting that his cement building is good, warm in winter and cool in summer, and can prevent thieves, as well as building small buildings to buy building materials at a discount, and can only make interest-free loans, his architectural aesthetics have finally been recognized by the people!

On the edge of the cotton field on the construction land, while there is still half a month before spring ploughing, many workers who have earned some cloth in the iron and steel factory in winter have taken out the cloth they have saved in exchange for building materials, and Jia Xu has seen that the two-story cement buildings that are particularly awkward are rising from the ground, and two or three households have built one together, and in the suburbs of Rizhao, there are about more than 200 cement buildings.

Those displaced people who fled because of the war this spring did not have such a good economic treatment, and they had no money to build houses, so they could only pick up some broken wood and stones at will to build a shack at random, more primitive like Wang Hou's strategy when he opened Funiu Mountain, just make a few piles of straw and have a place to sleep.

Although the place where they live is simple, these displaced people are also merged into Wang Houmian's plan, because in the past few months of cultivating cotton fields, the government has loaned them grain and farm tools, and although they don't know what the hell is the cotton that Wang Hou let them plant, Wang Hou promised that two asbestos peaches can be exchanged for one stone of wheat, in his original words, anyway, they are all poor jingle, why not fight for a year to try, even if you lose, you owe a lot of debt, just smear the soles of your feet with oil!

But what if you win?

The weather warmed up little by little, and the city of Rizhao seemed to gradually stabilize, and the originally crowded slum areas were suddenly emptied by more than half, except for the workers who were still working in the steel mills in the city, the remaining 223 people moved to the suburbs, and the desolate seaside barren fields that had not been cultivated by anyone for thousands of years, a cow began to pull up the ditches with snorting and selling coolies, and then cotton seeds were buried in the ditches, and these miraculous crops from Central Asia, thousands of miles away, began to take root and sprout in the easternmost land of East Asia.

For the time being, I don't have the energy and strength to run a school here, walking in the fields, I can also see a large group of little children who don't know anything running around and playing around, so angry that the parents who drive the hard work of the ploughing cattle are waving their slaps and scolding there, the refreshing spring breeze is blowing warmly from the seaside, in the warm wind, facing the sun, the cotton seedlings that have just emerged are shaking like a green wave, looking at this scene, Wang Hou is comfortable to take a heavy breath of aroma.

However, compared to the relaxed appearance of his lord, Jia Xu and these officials and ministers were not so comfortable, their old faces were full of disgust, and their eyes swept over the ugly two-story cement building that had just been built next to them, and then Jia Xu had a stinky old face, and he bluntly hugged Wang Houyi.

"Dong Weng, Jia heard a joke, it was very interesting, and he was willing to entertain the lord!"

"I don't want to hear it!"

Wang Hou rolled his eyes and shook his head, but unfortunately, the aura of the lord is not omnipotent, and the opposition is invalid, Jia Xu didn't see it, shook his head and horned.

"Once upon a time, there was a Song man, passing by the seaside, watching the seaside people pile things with sand, very spectacular and strong, so on a whim, he sold his family property, hired a lot of workers, and built a magnificent fortress with sand on the beach, which was enough for the lord's addiction!"

"But the lord's majesty didn't play for a few days, and suddenly a big wave swept up, and the sand sculpture fortress of the Song people fell apart in an instant! The Song people, who had nothing, were covered with sand, and they also turned into a big sand sculpture and stood on the beach! ”

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