One morning again, a carriage slowly drove into the city of Handan.

The carriage looked quite ordinary, so no one knew that the man sitting in the carriage who looked dressed in ordinary clothes but still vaguely revealed a bit of majesty was their world-famous king.

For some reason, Zhao Dan always had a feeling that the huge Miyagi seemed to have become his own cage, a cage that he couldn't get rid of.

What's even more terrifying is that even the ministers have a lot of rest time every year, and when they are old, they basically retire and stay at home, but the profession of the king is not only all year round since he ascended the throne, but also for a lifetime.

Anyone can feel tired after years of repetitive work, especially in a high-intensity profession like being a king.

Zhao Dan began to understand why those Ming monarchs in history often had short lifespans.

I have to think about a lot of national events every day, and I don't know how many brain cells I have to die, and after getting off work, I have to face the excessive demands of a large group of concubines in the palace, and I have to consume my body and brain so much every day, so it's no wonder if I don't die early.

On the other hand, those faint monarchs and mediocre monarchs only need to throw the government to the ministers to deal with, and then have fun every day, although they are still surrounded by a group of women physically, but at least they don't have to bother their brains every day.

So, you still have to take a vacation for your brain.

Zhao Dan thought about it again, and the one who can be compared with the profession of the king is probably the online writer of later generations.

The same year-round, the same brain-draining every day, the same high-intensity workload, and the worst thing is that there is no reward, no subscription, no money and no wife, which makes people have to hold a tear of sympathy.

What a terrible word, alas.

Zhao Dan retracted his thoughts and refocused his gaze on Handan Street in front of him.

To be honest, compared with when Zhao Dan had just crossed over, the current Handan has actually undergone a lot of changes.

The biggest change is that the stench that used to make people hide their noses is gone.

Since Zhao Dan crossed, he began to mobilize a large number of professionals to conduct a thorough investigation of the entire environment of Handan, and came up with a drainage canal sewage discharge plan.

With the support of a large amount of funding, the drainage canal project has been fully completed.

Today's Handan, no matter which square or street you go to, you can see the drainage canals used to discharge sewage next to the road, the excavation of these drainage canals is the responsibility of Zhao Guoguan, and the daily maintenance is the responsibility of the fangding in the fang.

Since the maintenance of the drainage canals is counted in the labor process, and there is only a quota for each workshop, this seemingly dirty job is actually quite sought-after, after all, compared to running thousands of miles to the north to repair the Great Wall, digging a stinky ditch in front of the house is not a thing.

In addition to the drainage system, the big dung merchants led by the Lu family also made a lot of efforts.

I have to say that the merchants' sense of smell is quite keen, and the secret of the manor that was bought by the Lu family as a dung factory under a pseudonym did not keep it for long, and after less than a few months, one after another dung factories opened outside Handan City.

At the beginning, because the "resources" were quite sufficient, the major manure factories were still safe. However, with the continuous addition of competitors, one day, the "production" of hundreds of thousands of residents in Handan City can no longer meet the needs of dozens of large and small manure factories.

And so a brutal shuffle began.

Since the manure factories have always been free to pull manure, if they want to compete for resources, it is naturally impossible to start from the purchase price, because the purchase price is originally zero.

After a year-long reshuffle, only about 10 manure factories remained, and all other large and small factories were cleaned up.

It is worth mentioning that the largest dung factory in this is not someone else's, it is from Zhao Guoshaofu. Since Shaofu is the private property of the royal family, Zhao Dan is actually the owner of the largest dung factory in Handan City......

I have to say that this feeling makes Zhao Dan feel a little weird.

Because he is well aware of the huge profits of the manure factory, Zhao Dan also unceremoniously set an extremely high tax rate on the manure factory - sixty percent! Moreover, Zhao Dan also specially wrote the sentence "the tax of the dung factory is allowed to increase but not decrease" into Zhao Guo's "Tax Law".

After the manure factory controlled by Shaofu took the initiative to pay taxes to the tax supervisor to which Neishi belonged, other dung factories had to follow up, which made Yu Xin, who was still Neishi at the time, smile from ear to ear, and it is said that for several days he took the tax payment statements of the major dung factories on the desk, and he picked it up and looked at it when he was tired and depressed in the office.

For Zhao Dan, anyway, this tax payment is from the private treasury of the royal family to the public treasury of the country, which is harmless, it is basically a matter of turning the left hand into the right hand.

All in all, Zhao Dan is quite happy and proud that he was able to create an industry, although this industry has a bit of flavor and is not very on the table......

If you look at it this way, the widow can be regarded as a farming stream, right? Zhao Dan, who was sitting on the carriage, covered his nose and looked at a dung truck passing not far in front of him, and thought proudly in his heart.

Perhaps because it was too early, Handan City didn't seem to have woken up yet, and there were occasional people walking around the corners, but the flow of people was not too much.

It is the late autumn season, and the heavy chill lingers around everyone, and countless fallen leaves fall from the sky, and after each night passes, the streets of Handan are paved with a thick layer.

For these fallen leaves, Zhao Dan also did not let go, at this moment many people can already be seen on the street cleaning these fallen leaves, which is also a kind of labor.

The reason why I got these things is not that Zhao Dan has any cleanliness habits, but because of a very important reason, that is, hygiene.

The importance of hygiene, as a traverser, Zhao Dan naturally knows it clearly, and one of the very important reasons why the morbidity and mortality rate were so high in ancient times was unhygiene.

Not to mention anything else, as long as the sanitation is improved, the number of mosquitoes will naturally decrease, and the incidence of mosquitoes will naturally decrease.

In addition, mortality rates such as newborns and pregnant women are strongly associated with infection.

Since Zhao Dan was inspired after the Battle of Handan, and with the help of his mental memory, he sorted out a simple health regulation and forced it to be promoted in Zhao State, the mortality rate of newborns and pregnant women in Handan has been directly reduced by 40% in the past two years alone, and it seems that there is still room for further decline.

Population is definitely the most valuable asset for kings in this era.

Zhao Dan's carriage turned into a square in the northwest of Handan, which is the poorest square in Handan, with dilapidated houses everywhere, but the roads are still clean, and the drainage canals on the side of the street are also smooth.

Zhao Dan thought about it, stopped the carriage, stepped out of the carriage and walked towards several old people.

These old men quickly discovered Zhao Dan's existence, and immediately subconsciously straightened up one by one, stood up in a little panic, and the children also hid behind the tree trunk, stretching out a row of small heads to look at Zhao Dan with dark eyes.

Although Zhao Dan was visiting in micro-clothes this time, and he was only wearing a very ordinary set of scholar clothes, just from the fact that he was able to own a carriage and the sense of majesty that he had been in a position for a long time, it was enough to make these old people who were only the lowest level of Zhao Country involuntarily in awe.

Zhao Dan arched his hand at the old men and said with a smile: "Fathers-in-law, I have some questions I want to ask my father-in-law, I wonder if the father-in-law has time to talk to me?" ”

An old man who looked to be in his early fifties was pushed out by other old men to talk to Zhao Dan, and the old man was obviously a little nervous, and said, "I don't know what Mr. wants to ask?" We are all old men, and I am afraid that we will not be able to help Mr. ”

Zhao Dan smiled and said in a rather gentle tone: "I take the liberty to ask, I don't know what my father-in-law's family makes a living?" ”

The old man hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have three sons and five daughters, the women are all married, and the two sons have returned to fight for the country." ”

When Zhao Dan heard this, he immediately put on a solemn expression: "Ah, it turns out that the sons of my father-in-law are all warriors who fought for the country, and they must have made a lot of contributions." ”

Zhao Dan's words were actually polite, but he didn't expect that the next moment this old man would really straighten his waist, and said with a proud expression on his face: "That's natural, my eldest son participated in the battle of Xianyang City two years ago, and he was the first batch of armored cavalry to enter the city with General Li Mu!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man kept boasting about his eldest son, and the other old men also showed envious expressions on their faces.

Judging from the old man's words, his eldest son is now a hundred generals among Zhao Guogu's armored cavalry, and he can be regarded as a small officer.

Zhao Dan couldn't help but say: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, since this is the case, why does my husband still live in ......?"

Zhao Dan stretched out his hand and pointed to the dilapidated houses behind the old men, the meaning was self-evident.

You must know that the salary of armored cavalry is very high, plus the reward after every war, if nothing else, it is not a problem to get at least a few hundred acres of land and build a few clean and tidy houses.

The old man smiled and said, "I've lived here for decades, and I've long been used to it." However, my eldest son has just received a letter from Hedong County, saying that the fields have been divided over there, and after two years of cultivation, they have become mature land, and after this winter, I will go to Hedong to help. ”

Saying that, the old man pointed to several old men around him again, and said with a smile: "These people will also go to Hedong with me in the spring next year, ready to farm for their children and grandchildren!" ”

The old men laughed one after another, their faces full of yearning for their future life, and they discussed what they had heard of Hedong County, and the big tree was full of joy.

Zhao Dan couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked again: "But Bai Qi only invaded Hedong two years ago, if the war between Qin and Zhao resumes, wouldn't Hedong County be quite dangerous?" ”

The old man laughed.

"The world has been in turmoil for thousands of years, even Handan will be besieged one day, how can Hedong avoid it? Besides, even if it is temporarily invaded by the Qin people into Hedong, at most it will be a year of defense of the city, anyway, whether it is Qin or Korea, it is impossible to be the opponent of my Zhao State after all, so we have nothing to worry about. ”

The other old men echoed their words: "Yes, now that the king is virtuous and capable, Zhao is the strongest time, no matter what kind of enemy comes to attack, we firmly believe that Zhao will win!" ”

A few children climbed on the tree, holding a small branch that had just been broken off as a long sword, standing on the tree and waving the branch, dancing and pretending to scream.

"Ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins, ten thousand ...... Oops, grandpa save ...... Ouch!! ”

With a trembling of branches, several fur children fell from the sky and fell to the ground, splashing up patches of smoke and dust, making the bottom of the tree suddenly noisy.