After a whirlwind of local debt blew in Ava City, Zhu Youlang ordered the issuance of treasury bonds. Unlike the previous large-denomination bonds, which mainly faced wealthy merchants, the minimum denomination of treasury bills this time was five yuan---- and the workers in Ava City had about one tael a month, and it was clear that Zhu Youlang intended to "never stop the Northern Expedition until the last two taels of silver of the Burmese were spent." Of course, the peasants who had no money to spare only bought a few cents of silver for lamp oil, so it was actually silver in the city of Ava.

Ever since Gao Wengui led the Northern Expedition, the rapidly expanding marching ranks have been bleeding Burma (the Ming army still had two old legions fighting near the Irrawaddy River at this time), and the prices of Ava City have flipped up like a ball inflated. From January to February, the minimum prices of various commodities also rose by 20 percent: a large amount of supplies were procured by the military, and the flow of silver into the market caused a shortage of materials in the market.

"Myanmar, after all, is still too small." Zhu Youlang sighed. It's just an army of less than 20,000, and it is a little difficult for Myanmar to supply it under the premise that it can rely on rail transit? Looking at the map of Myanmar in front of him, Zhu Youlang tapped a few points with his fingernails with some resentment. "Even at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen was able to make up the military expenses of twenty regiments in the early years (the new military system, which is lower than the number of guerrilla generals), and he attaches so much importance to industry, why can't he make up the money?"

While Zhu Youlang was pondering, Yang Qiangyi suddenly ran in, "Emperor, someone in the city is robbing rice!" ”

"Rice commotion?" Zhu Youlang was a little surprised, this is Myanmar! Can there be rice riots in such hydrothermal conditions in Myanmar?

In fact, Zhu Youlang did not know that although the grain output was greatly affected by the climate, except for some places where the natural conditions were too harsh, more restricted by human farming technology, the later generations of mountainous and barren North Korea, which had restored the supply of chemical fertilizers, could reach 4 tons of grain per hectare, while Cambodia, which had abundant water and heat, only 3 tons. At this time, compared with the Ming Kingdom, Myanmar's agricultural level was similar to that of slash-and-burn farming, so there were naturally problems.

When Zhu Youlang was stunned, the patrol police in Ava City were maintaining order: when they saw the person holding the rice in their hands, they knocked him to the ground and took him away. Most of the people ran away when they saw the patrolman in the uniform, but a few young men didn't know what the wind was pumping in their brains, or they were faint from hunger, and they actually got into a fight with the patrolman.

"Smack!" Seeing that someone dared to resist, the leader pulled out the revolver on his waist and aimed it at a shot. A young man fell down in response, clutching his stomach.

"Murder!" I don't know who shouted, and the people who grabbed the rice ran away. Due to the lack of police force, the patrol only caught a few people before they heard shouting from another street. "Grab the rice!" It was obviously the strong man who was guarding the courtyard, and the man who could still be fed with white rice during the food shortage was full of anger in his voice.

"A bunch of vicious dogs, see which rice shop this is!" In front of the Mihang Gate of the anonymous family, a strong man with a height of eight feet kicked away an old man with a hunched back, and the old man vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The strong man thought that he could scare away these "hooligans" who wanted to eat rice, but he didn't expect the crowded crowd to rush in directly, and the strong man was directly trampled to the ground by the crowd.

In front of other rice gates, the same scene keeps happening. This made the merchants of the Rice Industry Guild panic. Although under the guidance of the emperor, many people have invested in other industries, but the rice industry is still their own main industry.

Some of the people grabbed the rice and dispersed, while others took advantage of the revolver and the scuffle in the number coats, and then were brought in by the reinforcements. Not long after the turmoil on the streets passed, several tall officers of the New Army went to their homes to buy rice. "One hundred and fifty stone of rice."

Without waiting for the guy to speak, the officer said again: "The palace has ordered that the price of rice shall not exceed one tael or two coins and one stone." As he spoke, he took out an IOU of 180 taels from his pocket.

The guy didn't dare to call the shots, so he ran to the backstage to call the shopkeeper out, and when the shopkeeper saw the new army in blue clothes and handcuffs, he promised to lie and send a capable little guy back to report.

The little ones started the scuds, and soon ran back and forth, bringing worse news: "The lord has been invited to the palace by the emperor."

However, in an hour, the rice merchants hurriedly ordered the price to be reduced, and also set up porridge sheds everywhere--- which was not because they were kind, but because this would disrupt the logistics of the army at the front, even if it was the prototype of industrial society, the fluctuating influence of the upstream and downstream industries was also quickly manifested through the stomachs of the workers, Zhu Youlang showed determination in front of the rice merchants, and resolutely stopped these people from killing chickens and eggs.

"Weichen Sun Chongya see Your Majesty." When the rice merchants were politely invited to tea, Zhu Youlang met with Sun Chongya, who had been hidden in the army for a long time.

Sun Chongya lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head. Since the bloody battle of Mopan Mountain, Sun Chongya has not known why he has been repeatedly excluded. This made him very depressed--- he did not want to succumb to this fate. Even after the meritorious service of ventilating and reporting in Ava City, Sun Chongya also lost his real power in the reform of the new army--- of course, Yu Lu still sent it.

The army is ahead. Who would dare to rebel? Under the emperor's series of dazzling operations, none of the leading generals made a tired move.

"Get up, in fact, I have been thinking about abolishing this kneeling salute, but the ministers have been persuading me."

Sun Chongya didn't dare to speak, and continued to lower her head.

Seeing Sun Chongya, who robbed his team in history, meek and vivid at this moment, Zhu Youlang felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Under the joy of Long Yan, Zhu Youlang waved his hand and asked the staff officer who formulated the plan to come up and explain. As the stall gets bigger and bigger, Zhu Youlang does less and less of his husband's business--- in fact, the key is that Zhu Youlang feels that there is no need to condescend to him.

"Your Majesty, General Sun." The staff officer patted his military uniform, "Now, the army directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court has three new regiments with full formation, a shelf regiment, a regular barracks, a reinforcement battalion, and two guerrilla battalions. In total, there are more than 6,000 new troops and more than 11,000 old troops. Compared with the old army, the new army is more mobile, has more firearms, and is better disciplined. But the shortcomings are also obvious, these three regiments are simply too expensive. ”

"Each regiment is paid more than 5,000 taels of military salaries every month, and it is estimated that it can cost 200,000 taels a year with training and other expenses. The old army is almost twice as large as the new army, and the military expenditure is more than 160,000 a year. ”

"Having received an order from His Majesty, the General Staff prepared this program: the formation of shelf regiments and the National Army. The shelf regiment is dissatisfied with the establishment in peacetime, and it is put into the battlefield after being mobilized and filled up in wartime. The National Army, on the other hand, had fewer firearms than the Forces nouvelles and could be used to defend the area. ”

"Let's say you're able to lay off more than three thousand people. There are also 15,000 of them, of which the elite troops can be used as shelf regiments, and the weaker ones can be used as the national army, and the national army can also be expanded according to the region. ”

"Disarmament on the one hand, expansion on the other?" Sun Chongya didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the staff department (what the old generals said to the General Staff), isn't this a problem of water and water in arithmetic in the subject exam?

"The old general doesn't know that these people are all old and weak who are not suitable for war, and these people are easy to be beaten as weak joints when they go into battle; The soldiers who were added in were different, they saw a little meat every day, they had a lot of strength, their salaries were paid in full, they still had some surplus to support their families, and they were strictly disciplined......"

Sun Chongya had also seen the military drills of various families in Huaxia before, but for various reasons (there was no perfect military academy system, the idea of rushing for success, etc.), no one pointed out these essentials in an outline. At this time, he felt that the mouth suddenly opened: these hairy boys can say such things, which may really prove that the staff composed of the big head soldiers have merit--- in the old army, the staff officers are often excluded and difficult to play at a normal level. However, the strength is great, and the strict military discipline is really difficult to quantify, isn't Zuo Liangyu's elite troops a counterexample?

Even if he is a hero like King Jin, he often relies on his family to fight a war (even Li Dingguo changed his surname to Zhang before, and only restored his original surname before and after the combination of Xiying and Nanming), and Wu Sangui relied on the legendary 3,000 family Ding Bao to fight the world.

Leaving the Fuming Palace, Sun Chongya was led by the boy of the General Staff to watch the training of the New Army. Seeing this group of young people with shaved hair walking in a neat queue, stepping on the drum beat of the small drum and striding forward in unison, Sun Chongya was a little surprised. When he led his own troops, his soldiers had to stop and form a whole team after walking seven or eight steps like this. Walking in formation, circling and spreading horizontally along the playground of the loess shop, Sun Chongya felt that this army was like an arm and a finger that he had never seen before.

"Combat experience aside, this unit is at least at the level of an ordinary family," Sun Chongya muttered in a low voice. "Which battalion officer is this, oh no, the chief's family?"

"Report to the chief, this is the fourth battalion of the third regiment of the National Army, and it is a shelf battalion."

"What is the Shelf Battalion?"

"It's that there are officers and some soldiers in peacetime, and some are added when the war is fought. The fourth battalion has 220 people in peacetime, and it can be expanded to 500 people at most in wartime. ”

"That's a good idea." Sun Chongya touched his beard and thought.

After observing the new tactics and exercises, and also seeing the new spirit of the soldiers of the new army, Sun Chongya felt in detail that the matter of leading troops to fight seemed to have become a little unfamiliar.

But what a waste of money to fight like this! Sun Chongya couldn't help but sigh in her heart, fortunately, today's saint is still a good way to make money.