The helicopter travels at a speed of about 300 kilometers per hour, sometimes flying high and sometimes low.

Entering the southern border, Ming Jian found that a large amount of rice was cultivated in the countryside, and most of it had now been harvested.

Seeing this scene, Ming Jian, who originally wanted to fly directly to Fushun Mansion, decided to make a stopover halfway.

At noon, the helicopter stopped in Jingzhou, and in a remote place, Ming Jian and Li Jian got off the plane, and then put the plane into the system warehouse.

Entering the town, Ming Jian found that it was very lively, commerce was quite developed, and there were a large number of farmers selling grain.

"Li Aiqing, let's go, let's take a look."

After Ming Jian finished speaking, he walked towards the street where the grain was sold.

Came to a middle-aged woman's stall, this woman sells rice, the current hulling technology is still very primitive, although the rice does not look bright, but it smells very fragrant.

"Eldest sister, is this rice new rice?" Ming Jian grabbed a handful of rice and asked.

This is Champa rice, the yield is good, and the grains are quite full.

The middle-aged woman said with a smile: "Isn't it, this year's harvest is good, and we don't have to pay taxes, our family can't eat all the rice, so take some and sell it, it's not expensive, a stone of rice only costs 400 Wen, how much does the big official want?" ”

Four hundred wen, or the retail price, this is indeed very cheap, compared to the previous price, that is more than half of the price.

Looking at the fact that this street sells rice, it seems that the oversupply is also the reason for the rapid decline in prices.

There is a lot of rice in the south, but there is little in the north, and Ming Jian feels that this rice should be circulated to the north, and even to the Jin and Western Xia countries.

This thing can completely plunder the wealth of the Jin Kingdom and the Western Xia Kingdom, and when the time comes, it will be required to trade horses for it.

Although Ming Jian has Arabian horses, the number is still limited, and there is no one to sell them on the space trading platform anymore.

And the horses of the Jin Kingdom and the Western Xia Kingdom are too many to count, and this kind of transaction should be earned by the Great Song Dynasty.

But the name is based on food, the Jin people and the Xixia people didn't eat it, this rice, they really bought it, even if they saw the intentions of the Great Song Dynasty?

After making up his mind, Ming Jian nodded to the middle-aged woman, and then went to the prefect's yamen with Li Jian.

The original local government system of the Great Song Dynasty was also quite complicated, with the envoy of moderation, the envoy of observation, the envoy of supervision, the envoy of pacification, the governor of the prefecture, the prefect, the prefect of the county, the governor of the superintendent, etc., and later Ming Jian in order to facilitate management and save trouble, simply borrowed the system of later generations.

The highest level is called [Lu], and the prefect of the road, Ming Jian, is named the governor.

The lower level is called [fu], and the governor of the prefecture is directly called the prefect, and in special places, the supervisor is still used, and the prefect is called the prefect.

The next level is called [county], and the magistrate of the county is the magistrate.

The magistrate is the smallest official administrator, originally Ming Jian also wanted to set up a town or township, but the current system is probably not easy to connect, and the number of counties is quite large, some counties, in fact, as big as a town.

Jingzhou Mansion not only has the prefect's yamen, but also the governor's yamen, and Ming Jian and Li Jian went to the prefect's yamen first.

When I arrived at the entrance of the yamen, I was stopped unexpectedly, but the official was quite polite.

"What's the matter?" An official who looked like a leader asked.

Li Jian listened sensibly, showed his official seal, stepped forward and said: "This official is the trusted Fushun prefect Li Jian, passing by Jingzhou, I am here to visit you Chang Lord!" ”

Li Jian knew that Ming Jian didn't want to reveal his identity in front of the public, so he simply came to visit Chang Shaokuan, the prefect of Jingzhou, as his own identity.

When the leader of the government heard that it was a prefect, he nodded and said, "It turned out to be Lord Li, Lord Li will wait a while, and the little one will go and report it." ”

The leader of the government was quite responsible, and he did not advocate welcoming Li Jian into the government just because he was a prefect, which made Ming Jian quite satisfied with the officialdom atmosphere in Jingzhou.

After a while, the leader of the officials walked in front and came out, and behind him, there was a middle-aged man, this man was wearing a special prefect robe made by the Great Song Dynasty.

"Lord Li is here, this mansion is far away, forgive sins, forgive sins!"

This man is naturally Chang Shaokuan, the prefect of Jingzhou, how could he not know Li Jian's name?

The Chinese textbooks of the Great Song Dynasty have Li Jian's name on them, and Chang Shaokuan is actually very puzzled by the sudden appointment of this university scholar to the prefect of Fushun.

However, when he got closer, Chang Shaokuan's face suddenly changed, because he saw the Ming Sword, and the prefects of the Great Song Dynasty had basically seen the Ming Sword, but the prefect of the county was not necessarily.

Just as he was about to salute, Ming Jian grabbed him and made a look, Chang Shaokuan saw a person next to the emperor, and he immediately felt it.

He hurriedly said: "Master Li, please, please inside!" ”

When he arrived at the prefect's yamen, after retreating left and right, Chang Shaokuan knelt on the ground: "Minister Chang Shaokuan visits the official!" ”

Ming Jian said with a smile: "Lord Chang is exempt from courtesy, I went out of Beijing in a low-key manner this time, I want to go to Fushun Mansion to do a big thing, passing by your one-third of an acre, seeing that the country and the people are safe, and the people are living very nourishingly, so I will disturb it." ”

After Chang Shaokuan got up, he said: "This is all due to the leadership of the official family, and the ministers dare not take credit." ”

Ming Jian said: "What I said is your credit is your credit, and I am not a faint king, how can I not tell it?" By the way, I won't be verbose, there is a lot of rice for sale in this Jingzhou market, is there any statistics in the house? How much will be produced this year? ”

Chang Shaokuan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, the minister will let people go and bring the statistical book to the official family." ”

Then Chang Shaokuan went out, and after a while, he came back with a few booklets.

Ming Jian took it and took a look, it was the statistics of agricultural classification, there were not only rice, but also other crops, and Chang Shaokuan's work was done very carefully.

"The yield per mu is 450 catties, not bad, the total output is so far, a total of 60 million stones, not bad, Jingzhou is really a good place." By the way, I think that these rice can be purchased by the government, and after classification, it can be sold through government and commercial institutions, so that the people's grain can be sold. ”

Ming Jian flipped it over and said.

Jingzhou alone produces 60 million stone of rice, which is converted into a modern unit of measurement, nearly 3.6 million tons, which is enough to feed 3.6 million people for a year.

Chang Shaokuan hurriedly said: "The official family orders, and the ministers should obey the order." Nowadays, most of the people sell grain for income, although the minister thinks this is also very good, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, once the grain is excessive, the people's grain can not be sold at a good price, and their income will naturally be less. The official's move has fattened the people, but what should be done with the imperial court after hoarding a large amount of rice? ”

Ming Jian said with a smile: "Don't worry, there is a shortage of grain in the north, after you buy it, you will ship it to the north, and even the Jin people and the Western Xia people will sell it." Well, however, you must remember to let the Jin and the Tangut trade their horses. ”

Chang Shaokuan's face straightened, and he immediately understood.

"The official is wise!"