The official warehouses in Quang Ninh Province are also much larger than those in Liaoyang, with several warehouses for storing grain, such as rice and wheat. There are also storage of coarse grains, such as sorghum, black beans, soybeans, etc., and there are also leftovers for storing grains, such as bran of various grains, etc.

Grain is for people to eat, and coarse grains are used as concentrate feed to feed war horses. The scraps are used to feed pack horses and other livestock, such as donkeys, mules, etc.

Originally, the officials and officials in the Tartar management official warehouse were all gone, although there were a bunch of account books, but Jiang Chuan didn't bother to look at it, so after asking the system directly, he found that the official warehouse in Guangning was much more than that in Liaoyang.

There are 300,000 stone of rice and wheat alone, and there are more than 100,000 stone of other coarse grains, and there are a lot of scraps.

This reserve made Jiang Chuan feel that this battle was really not in vain, and at the same time, he really had a new understanding of the fertility of the black land of Liaodong.

This land is vast and sparsely populated. Due to population and production technology and climatic constraints, the existing arable land is still very far from the saturation line.

If these lands can be fully reclaimed and there are enough people to sow seeds, with the fertility of the black soil in Liaodong and the abundance of various resources, it will be a suitable foundation for the world to dominate Liaodong, which can be attacked and defended.

After leaving the official warehouse, Jiang Chuan originally wanted people to go to Mu Yi to count the specific and detailed inventory of the granary, verify it with the original account book, and re-register it.

As soon as the words were about to be spoken, he thought that Mu Yi had a bunch of things at hand, and the affairs of the treasury were estimated to be going to take several days, so he said to Li Jian again: "You go back and talk to Ran Wu, and see if Sima Wang Hao, the army of his left army, has not many things at hand, come and take care of this piece of the official warehouse for me first." ”

Li Jian answered and said that he would go in a while.

After leaving the official warehouse and returning to the prefect's yamen, Jiang Chuan felt even more that there were too few people available in his hands.

People are a turnip and a pit, and sometimes even a few turnips and a pit, and people are floating. It's good to be yourself, often a few pits of a turnip, plant it here for a while, pull it out and plant it there for a while, and the people under it are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground, and they don't have skills.

So I thought of Hong Chengchou and Cao Bianjiao again, and I felt bored for a while. These two guys have been locked up for a winter, and they still haven't really agreed to submit to themselves.

If it weren't for the lack of manpower now, and the urgent need for talents, I would really cut these two people to save trouble.

However, he is also such a flash, if he really cuts it, not only will the previous efforts be in vain, but it may also cause turmoil in the hearts of the army, after all, now his own troops account for half of the Ming army.

"You send someone back to Erlong Valley to find Bai Mu and bring Cao Bianjiao and Hong Chengchou here." Jiang Chuan sat in the prefect's signing room and instructed the military commander Li Qian.

"The last general will command it." Li Jian clenched his fists and took the order.

"Remember, let the brothers below be a little polite." Jiang Chuan thought about it and instructed again.

He knew that the soldiers under his command all looked down on the people who came out of the Ming army, whether you were a general soldier or a soldier, the attitude towards them was the same,

The army is a place where strength speaks, although everyone is now a comrade, but after all, the Ming army is their defeated general, and it is so badly defeated, naturally it will not have a good face.

However, because of the strict military discipline constraints, these soldiers were like gods to Jiang Chuan's words, so there were no bullying incidents.

However, for Hong Chengchou and Cao Bianjiao, the two commanders of the Ming army who are still prisoners, if Jiang Chuan does not confess, his soldiers will probably find some fault for them along the way.

Li Jian went out to make arrangements, Jiang Chuan leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes, but he was thinking about what to do next.

I wanted to take Liu Ji from Liaoyang, but when I thought that Liaoyang had just been pacified, and things were equally complicated, I dispelled this idea again.

There's no one to use.

In the past, I thought that it would be good to have more soldiers, but now that the territory is larger, the demand for generals and civilian officials has suddenly expanded dramatically.

The most painful thing is that although he now has two cities in his hands, the combined number of people who can read and hyphenate in these two cities is estimated to be less than that of a county in the Central Plains.

After all, Liaodong has been occupied by the Tartars for so long, coupled with the fact that the population is already sparse, and the culture and education are backward in an all-round way. The somewhat capable scholars either voted for the tartars or ran away to the gates.

So recruiting the right talent locally is almost as good as winning the lottery.

A little further south, there's only Datong.

Thinking of Datong, Jiang Chuan's heart moved, sat up straight, spread out the letterhead in front of the table, and began to write quickly.

After writing it, I read it carefully, took the letterhead to my mouth, blew it, and set it aside. Then he took a blank letterhead from the side, wrote nothing, and took out a large seal from the box in the corner of the table, which was the official seal of his Liaonan General Army.

Although his title is Marquis of Wu'an, the title has no official seal, only a private seal. Official seals can only be granted to officials who have been granted substantive positions.

His actual position in the imperial court was the Liaonan General Army, so to issue an announcement to the outside world, the document could only be issued in the name of the Liaonan General Army.

took out the copper official seal, opened the seal box again, dipped the official seal in the seal box lightly, and then covered it on the blank letterhead, looking at the clear and recognizable square mark on it, and then put back the official seal with satisfaction.

After the ink and imprints were dry, Jiang Chuan found an oily envelope from the side, put both letterheads in it, and called out, "Someone." ”

Two guards walked in and bowed.

Jiang Chuan pointed to the envelope in his hand and said, "Bake paint." ”

The so-called baking lacquer is to bake and melt the lacquer rod solidified on a copper skewer on the fire, and then paste the seal of the envelope, and then stamp it to indicate that the recipient has opened it. It is also a means to prevent the letter from being opened privately.

Generally, the official documents of the government will be sealed with the method of baking lacquer, so these applications are readily available on this table.

The guard on the left hurriedly stepped forward to take the envelope, picked up the lacquer stick with his hands and feet, baked and melted the seal that sealed the envelope, and placed it in front of Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan took out a small seal from his arms, and took advantage of the fact that the paint was not hard to cover it, and then handed it to the guard and instructed: "You take a few people back to Liaoyang now, and personally hand over this letter to the military advisor." ”

In fact, according to the current popular official document regulations, three feathers must be glued to the sealed lacquer to indicate urgent confidentiality.

However, the people who sent the letter were all his cronies, so Jiang Chuan was not so troublesome.

The guard took the letter with both hands: "No! The subordinates must hand it over to the military advisor by hand. ”

Jiang Chuan nodded and motioned to hurry up.

After the two guards went out, Jiang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know if his method would work.