On this day, there was a drizzle in Weizhou.

There was no sound of drizzle outside the city, only the rustling of locusts eating the crops.

Li Kou wore a hat and walked back and forth with Wednesday Lang on the ridge.

Wednesday Lang is now transferred to Weizhou Hucao, although he is only a petty official, he also has an identity.

He cares a lot about his identity, so he often wears that green robe when he goes out.

Li Kou asked: "Brother Zhou, how much do you estimate the grain production capacity in Weizhou this year?" ”

In the past two days, there has been a storm of grain grabbing in Weizhou counties.

Li Kou estimates that starting today, there will also be people in Pingliang County who are grabbing grain.

There is a panic about natural disasters behind this, but there are also people behind it.

The grain merchants of Zhulu in Shaanxi have already sent people to Weizhou.

He needs to know how much more he can harvest this year.

Wednesday Lang bent down and grabbed a locust and looked at it.

"I'm afraid that Pan Yuan will be the best, but he will also lose more than 30 percent, and the harvest will be less than 70 percent." Wednesday Lang said worriedly.

Li Kou asked other counties again, and the answers he got shocked him.

The magistrate of Pingliang County arrived very late, and he didn't know much about farming.

I am afraid that the loss of agricultural work under his rule will be more than half this year.

This means that after the peasant households pay rent to the landlord, they will not have a grain left.

"The rich still have money to buy food, but how can the poor peasants live." Although Zhou Lang was born as a scholar, he was very familiar with agricultural affairs, and he couldn't bear it, but he could only pin his hopes on Li Kou, and turned around and asked, "What is Da Lang going to do?" ”

"I can only lend." Li Ko thought about the only way to go, "However, you can exchange work for food." ”

Wednesday Lang Qi said: "Where did Da Lang get so many fortifications? ”

"If the Beiyuan Military Village wants to accommodate 2,000 people, it must invite a large number of helpers in the short term." Li Kou picked up an ear of wheat, and the wheat on it was full but there were no ten or three, and only half of them were good, which was about the same as the five or five kai that Zhou Lang guessed.

He said as he walked, discussing his plans with Wednesday Lang.

The Beiyuan military village needed at least 3,000 men, but most of the displaced people under him were old and weak, women and children.

That is, he had a labor force of less than eight hundred people.

This requires him to hire more people, but this year there have been too many disasters.

More importantly, if he takes out a mortgage or works for relief, the poor peasants who rent the landlord's land may lose the following year.

"Isn't Da Lang going to reclaim 10,000 acres of mountainous land?" Wednesday Lang disagreed, "I think you are still too timid, as long as you survive this year's famine year, by next year, you will have more land in your hands......"

"I'm not afraid of a lot of people, but I'm a military village mainly formed by homeless people, and if the local peasants go up the mountain, the departments will inevitably criticize them, so where do I have the time to debate with them," Li Kou said, "I have to think more about this matter." ”

Wednesday Lang smiled, what he wanted was for Li Kou to help the peasants first.

"It's so easy at this point." Wednesday Lang said in a low voice, "Da Lang is worried about those technical officers, but you forgot that there is also a clear stream?" ”

How?

Can they still help with good words?

"It depends on whether Da Lang works hard or not." Wednesday threw down the ears of wheat, but strangled the locusts in a bag, and said, "It's a pity that no one in the family enjoys such a meal with me." ”

This guy is very underwhelmed.

Li Kou scolded angrily: "Find a place later, the spiced locust invites you to eat a pot, say it quickly." ”

"How simple." Wednesday Lang said with a smile, "Da Lang works hard, worship under my Taishan Gate as soon as possible, which of those clear streams will allow the technical officer to be noisy?" Don't forget, the technical officers belong to the new party, that is, they do not become the new party, and they are also beaten into the new party by those clear streams. And Qingliu, hehe," he said with disdain, "is very good at empty talk, but not paying attention to doing things." Da Lang worships under the gate of Mount Tai, and you have the merit of saving the people of a city, once those technical officials are blamed, these Qingliu old party will inevitably come forward, they will keep an eye on those people's actions all day long, of course, here you need to leave a handle lest Qingliu will speak for you in the future and there is no evidence. ”

It's simple, it's just to make the poor peasants suffer.

Li Kou frowned.

In this matter, Murong Yanda should also be asked to come forward.

"Where do the poor people get their money to save money, so as long as the channels of the Shengdou grain store are open normally, they can't blame us. However, I had to force these officials to lift the restrictions as soon as possible, and allow me to hire people to go up the mountain to build a military village, otherwise, the poor people would not have a handful of bread and would have been starving for too long, and that would not be the result I wanted. Li Kou thought to himself.

Looking for a mountain nest and setting up a stove, Li Kou cleaned up the spiced locusts in one hand, and watched Zhou Lang feast and eat happily, when he was not thinking, he suddenly remembered an idea.

After the establishment of the military village, will it only grow grain?

The Weizhou meat market is also the focus of his attention.

"Brother Zhou, you said, I want to exchange a pound of locusts for half a pound of wheat......" Li Kou thought of a way to accumulate some locust powder first.

Wednesday Lang immediately said: "You want those rich people to take advantage - Da Lang, you should understand that only by making those rich people feel that they are losing money, they will not compete with the poor for this profit!" ”

A sentence reminded Li Kou, and he suddenly remembered the past.

In many cases, how many percent of the benefits of the upper hair can be peeled off into the hands of the people?

That......

How much is it appropriate?

"At most, to 20%, I suggest that Da Lang post a notice, and send someone to follow, these old farmers who have been in the fields for many years, they have many ways to deal with the locust plague, if you can learn, the future 10,000 acres of crops will definitely be useful," Wednesday Lang Zhengse persuaded, "It is useless to learn these for my brother, this officialdom cannot tolerate the methods taken from the people for my brother." You should learn, you must know that the dynasty has a locust plague almost once every three years! ”

This sentence reminded Li Kou, but he didn't think that it was enough for him to learn these things in a military village.

Locust plagues usually sweep in overwhelmingly.

It was a state where crops were damaged all the way, and if there was no large-scale environment to eradicate locusts, a small area would definitely have failed.

Right!

You have to be in power to advance science.

Li Kou remembered this, and when he returned to Waiguo in the afternoon, he called Huang Shu.

Huang Shuzheng coordinated with Hu Dalang to release relief, and the three cauldrons were used every day to complete the thick wheat batter for one person and three people from other places.

It's just that the pressure is high, and other people's families use clear soup, at most a bowl of soup and half a bowl of steamed buns, and half a bowl of thick paste in the Shengdou grain store.

How is it possible not to crowd the displaced people here?

"How?" Li Kou asked.

Hu Dalang said angrily: "If we hadn't watched it closely, someone would have profited from it." When they came from Kanto, there were a few treacherous people who actually partnered to do business. ”

Oh?

Li Kou said: "Which ones? ”

"Just a few thieves." Hu Dalang pointed to the one standing at the end, and introduced, "They sent someone to take one percent from each person's bowl, make it into a big pot, and add water to melt it, and some people's children were hungry, so they sold it at a high price," and after a few endurances, he couldn't bear it, "and even at night, those thieves actually forced the young woman to sacrifice herself in the name of putting soup, and these thieves might as well be killed." But he also shrewdly proposed, "The Sprinkle family must still be doing something here." ”

Inevitable.