Regarding the shipbuilding plan proposed by Feng Quan, Zhu Youjian listened to the general content and replied in agreement: "I have no opinion on this shipbuilding plan, and the Prime Minister Yamen can use the surplus funds to operate this shipbuilding plan."

However, in terms of the number of ships planned to be built, I thought it could be increased a little more. With the size of the population of the Ming Dynasty, it is obviously not enough to have only 100,000 tons of merchant ships.

I heard that on the other side of the ocean, the population of Britain is only one-twentieth of that of my Ming Dynasty, but they also have more than 90,000 tons of merchant ships.

The Dutch East India Company, which boasted its power in the South Seas, had a population of less than 2 million, but it is said that the Dutch owned half of the tonnage of merchant ships in Europe, reaching 200,000 tons.

I thought that even if I could not reach the per capita merchant tonnage level of the Dutch, at least I would have to reach the per capita merchant tonnage of the British.

According to the per capita tonnage of merchant ships of the British, the total tonnage of our Ming merchant ships must reach at least 2 million tons.

Our current annual production capacity of ships is 3-50,000 tons, Tianjin Shipyard and Jinling Shipyard are in the forefront, and other shipyards are basically difficult to compare.

Taking advantage of the process of implementing this shipbuilding plan, Prime Minister Yamen can try to support a few more private shipyards. Even if 50,000 tons of merchant ships are launched every year, 2 million tons of merchant ships are enough to build for 40 years, and this is an industry that can prosper for decades.

Therefore, I hope that Prime Minister Yamen can sort out a long-term plan, and not just think about making a plan for a year or two. After the plan is completed, just hand it over to Wang Chengen and send it..."

On the same day, on the surface of the distant lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River, on top of the thick snow and ice slag, a team of climbing plows was struggling to march in the incoming blizzard.

There were about 30 plows in the car, and hundreds of dogs with thick fur resembled wild wolves were hauling the plows. The dogs barked hoarsely in the snow from time to time, and although it looked like there were only 30 climbing plows, the movement along the way was like a large group of thousands of people.

The Niu Lu who led this team was really Tubury with the blue flag, who was not yet 30 years old and belonged to the Jurchen Erali clan. Although Tubury's ox was late to Nurhachi, it had not been a long time since he marched in such bad weather.

Wrapped in a fur and sitting in the middle of the plow, although there were cowhides on both sides to shield him from the wind and snow, Tubury still felt that there was always a biting cold wind blowing into the robe, making his whole body almost freezing.

And what made him feel the most painful was that although several layers of cotton cloth were padded on the plow, he still felt that his ass was almost numb from the shock. The only thing that made him feel better was the pot of sugar cane wine he held in his arms, which he could take a sip from time to time to forget about the cold and pain.

This kind of sugarcane wine imported from the Northeast by the Four Seas Trading Company, coupled with a flat wine jug made of silver, and covered with calfskin, can not only be carried around, but also directly placed in the arms to warm up with body temperature.

Although Tubury felt that the smell and taste of the cane wine made him a little unaccustomed, the purified cane wine met his needs in terms of intensity, and with a small sip, he could feel a fire burning from his chest and abdomen, and then dissipate to his limbs.

When Tubury took a sip, he was about to curse a couple of sentences, the subject was naturally damn weather, and suddenly there was a heavy snowstorm, if they hadn't been advancing along the Heilongjiang River, they would have lost their way long ago.

Of course, in Tubury's heart, there are more people to curse. Whether it was the dispatch minister who sent him to garrison Temple Street in the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River, or the rear troops who sent him out to spy on him, or the local guide who failed to predict the blizzard earlier.

While Tubury was cursing and drinking to warm up, the plow under his seat suddenly stopped, and Tubury quickly grabbed the handrail on the side, so he barely threw the flask out of his hand.

Before he could sit down and scold, someone from the two guards who had exchanged dogs had already put their heads deep into the tent and reported to him: "Ezhen, the plow leading the way has stopped, and the guide leading the way wants to see you." ”

Tubury frowned, closed the lid of the flask, and put it back in his arms before getting up and crawling out of the plow. When he put his head out of the tent, he felt like a pinprick in his face, and it took him a while to get used to it.

The fur hat he wore looked like a big bear guiding Jachel, and before he could reach Tuber, he shouted loudly: "My lord, we can't go any further, for if we go any further, the white-haired wind will bury us all in the snowdrifts." ”

As Jachel yelled at him, Tubury was observing his surroundings. When he set off, some ice slag could still be seen on the river. But now, there is already a layer of snow around the plough that has not reached the instep, and Heilongjiang, which can still see some shadows, is completely nowhere to be found.

Looking up at the surroundings, the vision has begun to blur after 10 steps, and after 20 steps, it has completely turned into a white world. The dense trees and endless mountains on both sides of the Heilongjiang River now look like only a shadow.

Tubury tugged at his fur coat and shouted to the guide Jachel in the howling cold wind, "Can you figure out where we are now?" Is there a place to rest nearby? If you stop here and wait for the snowstorm to pass, how long will you have to wait? ”

After trying to understand what Tubury meant, the guide Yajie shouted loudly: "The white-haired wind is too strong to see anything, I have to run out to have a look, only to know that we are there now."

I'll ask my brother to take the adults to the side and find a place to make a snow fence to keep out the wind. Every 300 breaths, the adults blow the horn so that we can use it to find our way, and if we go to a place where we can't hear the horn and find no people, then we have to come back and wait for the storm to pass. ”

Although he was not very satisfied with what the guide Jachel said, Tubury also knew that in the current environment, without the help of these locals, then most of them, the cow, would become a zombie in the snowdrift, and wait until the next spring to thaw and become food for those beasts who have survived the winter.

Tubury gestured to Jachel to do as he was told. He led a few men to find help, and they gathered together and went to the side to find a place to camp temporarily.

Each plough bears an average of 2-3 people, and in addition to the 60 Jurchen soldiers with the Blue Banner, there are also 15 or 6 guides and servants drawn from the local tribes.

As soon as Tubury gave the order to rest temporarily, the serpent-like convoy turned to his right hand and stopped in front of a leeward snow hill in a circle.

After the servants from the local tribe came down from the plow, they quickly became free to move. They were divided into several groups very tacitly, one group began to check the physical condition of the dog pulling the plow, one group began to collect dead wood and branches nearby, and one group began to burn snow and water to prepare food for people and dogs.

Tubury's subordinates have obviously not adapted to the harsh weather here, and even if there are many Sauronites among Tubury's subordinates who have not been attached for a long time, these Saurons living in the Greater and Lesser Khing'an Mountains, after a few years of urban life, are obviously unable to endure the hardships of long journeys in this season.

Tubury sighed as he watched his subordinates' stiff and dull movements. His father had conquered the land with the old Khan when he was young, and the Jurchen warriors at that time had few friends in the land.

Not only did they have to march and fight, but they also had to carry their own dry food and supplies, which was much worse than their current environment, but Lao Khan had not yet reached the mouth of the Heilongjiang River, forcing the savages on the opposite island to surrender.

Now they had allies along the way, and they could collect a lot of climbing plows and dogs from their allies, but after less than an hour's drive under the blizzard, they had become zombies that were difficult to move, and now if a troop came to attack them, Tubury felt that his men would probably not even be able to escape.

No matter how much Tubury didn't look at his own bulls, he didn't try to correct the lazy behavior of his subordinates, but just turned his head to the other side, intending to be distracted.

After the low horn sounded dozens of times, Tubury, who was sitting on the edge of the campfire feeling warm and his face was slightly gentle, began to wait anxiously for Jachel, whom he had sent out to ask for help.

Just when Tubury got up several times, wanting people to find Yajie who had gone out to explore the way, he finally waited for the news that Yajie and the others had returned.

He immediately asked his guards to bring a few local guides to him, and looking at the blue-faced and pale Yajie, Tubury finally felt a little compassion, took out the broken flask, and let the three guides take a sip to warm their bodies.

After taking a small sip of wine, Yajie handed it to the people beside him, and then he thanked Tubury and said, "The wine brought by the adults really tastes good, and when you drink a small piece, you will feel warm all over your body." ”

Tubury didn't care about Jachel's thanks at all, he just looked at Jachel with some urgency and said, "Have you found a place?" Not far from us? Can you bring us all in? ”

Yajie looked at him with some hesitation and nodded, before saying: "Just now, the villain found a village of a thousand people in Niui, which is less than a mile away from here, it seems to be a big village, and we should be accommodated." However, the village is very heavily guarded, and the villain revealed his identity several times before they agreed to let us take shelter from the snowstorm, which is really not like the locals..."