The long journey of horse-drawn carriages out of the customs is spectacular.

These carriages are like propaganda teams along the way.

So much so that the states and counties along the way all knew that they were going to pull mines.

In the area of Guanzhong, there is no strong reading atmosphere, and there are not many people who have heirlooms of poetry and books, after all...... I can't win the exam, so I ...... It's quite a bit of a business atmosphere.

Many people also had doubts and pulled the car.

And here in Poyuwei, a new city has risen from the ground, and nearly 100,000 Tatars and Han Chinese live here.

The Tatars completely disintegrated. The Ming army could go straight into the interior of the Tatars, which made it, with the exception of one Tatar who had to migrate to the more barren north, many Tatars had to be sent to the fence.

They are also human beings, and they brought their wives and children to the Broken Guard, thinking that they were slaves and servants, but they turned out to be ...... They were surprised to find that the Han people had actually resettled them.

There are strong people, and they go up to the mountains to mine, and the mountains are full of wealth, gold, silver, copper, iron, and a lot of rich ore, all over the nearby mountains, which have not been developed before, so that there are iron and coal mines in the open pit everywhere.

Not only that, but at the foot of the mountain, there are countless smelting workshops, where all the ore goes down the mountain, is smelted, and eventually, becomes a piece of pig iron, and the coal is also ground into powder, and then, impurities are removed.

The gold, silver and copper here are the most popular to be mined, with an annual output of more than 3,500 catties of gold, more than tens of thousands of catties of silver, and a large amount of copper ore, which was finally made into copper ingots.

And this ...... It's just the early stage of mining.

In the first two years, the output was not high, because the road up the mountain was rugged, and the energy was spent on the construction of the road, but now, according to Fang Jifan's method, people directly in the mining area along the smelting workshop, directly set up wooden rails, on the track, can be used for car traffic.

In the future, the output of various ores and smelted gold, silver, copper and iron will continue to double.

The men are mining, and the women are either responsible for taking care of the children and making food. Of course...... Ordinary people will raise dozens of cattle and sheep.

The Tatars are not inherently cruel. It's just that in a harsh environment, there is no other way out.

Now, with a stable settlement, wives and children, without having to follow men around, can be fed and drunk on wages and the cattle and sheep sold, and many Tatars are very satisfied with this.

A stable and prosperous life is what people expect, especially since the Tatar men have great strength and stamina, and they tend to dig more ore.

The chief manager of this mining area is Deng Jian.

According to Fang Duwei's order, General Manager Deng adopted a piecework salary, and whoever mined more ore would be paid more.

After a month, I sold my strength, and there were also one or two taels of silver, a sum that was enough for the Tatars, even for the ordinary Han people.

People settled along the Yellow River, with canyons on both sides, like all the landforms of the Hexi Corridor, and the size of the city continued to expand along the southern side of the Yellow River, forming a long and narrow living area.

The faces of the people here are all dyed with a layer of dust, and countless merchants will bring grain.

Of course, there are also many Han Chinese and Tatars who graze and farm nearby.

The price of grain here is high, even if the land is barren and the grain grown is small, it is enough for a farmer to feed his family.

Deng Jian, as usual, sat with his feet crossed and drank tea in the general management hall.

He likes to read books lately.

Reading makes people happy.

Although he didn't recognize many words, it didn't prevent him from holding a copy of "Spring and Autumn" upside down and chewing it repeatedly.

The book is somewhat yellowed.

Apparently overlooked.

Deng Jian ate peanuts on the one hand, and occasionally, he lifted the warm rice wine and took a sip, happy.

After reading the book, he put the book down and neatly folded it in the pile of "The Book of Rites", "Zuo Chuan", "Gongsun Yang" and "Gu Liang Biography" on the case.

"Mr. Deng, Mr. Deng......"

A scribe came in a hurry, and when he saw that Mr. Deng was fiddling with his book, he was immediately in awe.

"What a roar, there are no rules." Deng Jian grimaced.

He grew a little beard, because he came to Hexi, so there were more vicissitudes on his face, and he hated that someone was startled and didn't look good.

"Yes, yes, damn the villain."

"Mr. Deng." The scribe said, "Suddenly, many carts and horses came, all of them seeking to buy pig iron, and there was no end in sight. ”

Deng Jian didn't have much expression on his face: "If you want to buy, you want to buy, in a hurry, is there not much pig iron?" ”

"Yes, yes, I just think it's weird, and here's a letter from Captain Fang."

What...... Master.

As soon as he thought of the young master, Deng Jian's expression changed.

He will never forget the time he spent with the young master.

What a good person the young master is, since he has suffered from brain disease, he still takes care of himself before and after, he has been here for so many years, his wives and concubines have long been in groups, and now he lives in the most beautiful mansion in the mining area, and there are more than a dozen girls around him at any time, and there are nine sons, and there are not many daughters, are there four or five?

All in all, although he was satisfied with the status quo, Deng Jian could never forget someone in the Guannei...... Dearest and beloved young master.

"Bring the letter."

The scribe hurriedly took the letter and stepped forward.

Deng Jian opened it, looked at it, and realized that he didn't seem to know many words.

So he threw the letter to the scribe: "Read it." ”

Where did the scribe dare to slack off, standing beside Deng Jianjian, glanced at the letter, was silent for a moment, and then hesitated: "Something like a dog." ”

Deng Jian suddenly stood up, and raised his hand to give the scribe a slap: "Who are you scolding?" This manager is also scolded by you, this is a mining area, the sky does not care about the earth, my young master, here is the king's law, I will kill you now, believe it or not. ”

The scribe was knocked to the ground, almost crying, but he got up busily, barely squeezed out a smile, and touched his bulging cheeks: "Manager Deng, this is written in the letter, and the first sentence written in the letter is something like a dog." ”

Deng Jian's body was shocked.

No wonder...... No wonder this dog-like thing, these six words, are so kind...... It turned out that the young master said it.

All of a sudden, Deng Jian's eyes moistened.

He remembered the days and nights when he was waiting for the young master, and the young master also called himself like this, comfortable, these six words that had not been seen for a long time suddenly gave Deng Jian a kind of warmth from his hometown and hometown.

The corners of his eyes moistened, and he sniffed hard, the young master still remembered me, and he still remembered the past.

"Keep reading."

"Dog-like things, the price of pig iron has risen by fifty percent, sell one less copper coin, and kill you!"

Call...... Comfortable......

"Really?" Deng Jianxi smiled.

The scribe said Ai Ai: "Yes, that's what I said. ”

"Bring the letter."

When the letter arrived, he looked at it repeatedly, and only vaguely recognized a few words, this must have been written by the young master himself, as soon as he thought of this, Deng Jian wanted to cry again, he carefully stuffed the letter into his sleeve, and took the rice wine on the case, took a sip, a hot and spicy, into the throat, with the young master's teachings to drink, hurry!

"Tell me to go down, raise the price, increase the price for me!"

"Yes!"

A car of pig iron is loaded into the car.

Countless merchants and stewards were too lazy to bargain, because the price of pig iron here was too low, and if this thing was transported to Jingshi, the price could at least increase fivefold.

It's a day that can't be delayed.

So, I hurriedly loaded the car, and then, I took dry food and left immediately.

In order to recruit more people, wages have risen a lot, and an endless stream of carriages and horses has brought the most needed vegetables and food in the mining area, as well as various daily necessities, but the original tense necessities have become flooded, and the prices have fallen a lot.

And so it goes.

The Han and Tatar people here are all boiling.

The standard of living, in less than half a month, has directly doubled.

Even the Tatar women volunteered.

No one doesn't want to live a good life. Once upon a time, the Tatars had to loot to live, but now ...... It can be done by force.

These women are often the heads of the family, because the men often have to go out, so the Tatar women often belong to the head of the family, and there are many of them, and they also have to go up the mountains to dig ores.

Between these mountains, there are countless cattle and sheep, there are plank roads along the mountains, there are warehouses, and many smelting workshops, emitting black smoke.

And countless chariots and horses, along the corridor, back and forth, like long snakes......

………

Fang Jifan ignored the noise of the trading market.

He doesn't really like businessmen either.

These unrighteous guys have no sense of responsibility to the people at all, they will be selfish, infinitely magnified, in order to make profits, eager to sell their wives and children.

But...... What does it matter?

No matter how bad they are, can they be worse than the scum of the world? Can it be worse than Xiao Zhu Xiucai?

As long as you make good use of it, you can turn waste into treasure.

The first section of track has been completely baked.

Zhu Houzhao pulled Fang Jifan and went to the hot workshop, Fang Jifan saw the steel rail in front of him, half a zhang long, good guy, very thick, and this section of the steel rail, but it needs to be made tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, which is all silver.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh, it's not easy to be true, if it weren't for the unjust bosses who completed the original capital accumulation and built roads? What does not exist, this Nima's, is all silver, innumerable silver.

Zhu Houzhao patted Fang Jifan's shoulder: "Old Fang, do you want to cry again?" ”

"It's not." Fang Jifan shook his head and said: "I just think that there are still many good people in the world, I love this world and everyone." ”

Zhu Houzhao shuddered: "It's just ......"

"What?"

Zhu Hou said according to Ai Ai: "Now, the price of pig iron has risen eight times, and it is still rising...... Countless steel stoves, there is no rice to cook. ”

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Fourth watch tomorrow morning.