The autumn harvest at Xiaozhishan is a big deal for the whole of Zhangzhou, as it is one of the few rice fields that can be harvested after months of drought.

However, this place was not included in the inspection of the minister Zhao Gongsilk, and some people asked him why he did not go to Xiaozhi Mountain, where the harvest was harvested, to see what kind of pomp and circumstance the rice fields that produced 900 catties were like. Zhao Gongxi's answer was: "Exchanging heavy money for food is unbearable." ”

In the report of the autumn harvest in Zhangzhou, Zhao Gongsu also directly excluded the outlier of Xiaozhishan, which saved Zhao Xiang a lot of things.

As for the continuous autumn rain, the rice dryer that Zhao Xiang took out did not enter the official sight, because on both sides of Zhangzhou, everything that is produced is dried in a more primitive way - charcoal. Zhao Xiang's dryer has become a fancy shelf, in addition to saving some personnel, the cost is really not cost-effective. What Zhangzhou lacks most is people, but the least lacking is manpower.

More than 4,800 acres of land come out in one season, and more than 7 million catties of rice are put into storage after drying. The yield per mu is more than 1,400 catties, which is an astonishing figure in the Southern Song Dynasty, but almost using modern rice seeds, machinery and chemical fertilizers, and a large amount of base fertilizer, such an output is not high.

But such a yield per mu is only known to Zhao Xiang.

The over-weighing used a modern electronic scale, and Zhao Di recorded it in Arabic numerals, but she didn't know how to convert the grams on the scale to the catties used in the Song Dynasty. She just reported the numbers to Zhao Xiang, and Zhao Xiang added them up by himself.

More than 7 million catties is really a lot, because there are more than 3,000 tons, and if more than 200 people are all divided equally, one can also be divided into more than ten tons, but in the huge granary, these grains are really not much.

The integration of modern construction technology has made the warehouse's two-meter-thick stone walls more than eight meters high, supported by a huge steel-concrete structure with huge steel beams on top, which also makes the roof have a horizontal span of more than 20 meters and a length of more than 200 meters.

When Hei Niu and Sandezi each drove a crane to lift the steel beam to the top of the wall, no idler was allowed to approach within a few tens of meters. The roof is covered with two thick layers of steel plates that are tightly locked to the beams and covered with a thick layer of asbestos before the cement and tiles can last for at least 30 years unless extreme weather is frequent.

The floor in the warehouse is made of sand and gravel, and a meter-high bluestone strip is densely erected as the foundation, and a layer of sand and gravel is added to pour a foot-thick cement floor. Zhao Xiang asked the construction team over there in Hyundai, and the load on the square meter was never less than fifteen tons.

A one-meter-deep and two-meter-wide drainage ditch was dug around the warehouse to ensure that rainwater could be drained in time on rainy days.

There are as many as four such huge warehouses, and most of them occupy a large area of wild forest on the west side of the stone peak of Xiaozhi Mountain. If it weren't for Zhao Xiang's insistence on leaving the surrounding wild forests as a shield, it is estimated that this huge and magnificent warehouse could be seen on the south bank of Zhangshui.

Zhao Xiang deliberately used the southernmost of the four warehouses as a granary, and added ten silos with a capacity of 1,000 cubic meters to it, so that one silo alone could hold 800 tons of dried rice. The silo was built inside the warehouse, which was a bit of a snake to add to it, but Zhao Xiang was willing.

Most of Zhangzhou was affected by the disaster, and for Zhao Xiang, the biggest benefit for the people who were next to Zhangshui was to save the land tax of one acre and one bucket.

Zhao Gongsilk wrote to the court of the Southern Song Dynasty, exempting Zhangzhou from the field tax for three years, and then giving money to the corn for planting, hoping that everyone would continue to plant these fields that could not solve the problem of food and clothing, and not abandon the wasteland and run away.

In fact, such things happen from time to time in the south, and even more so in Fujian. Whenever there is a famine, there are always people who can't pay taxes or can't protect the harvest and go to the mountains, so there are countless tulou in southwest Fujian (tulou is not unique to Hakka, there are still many tulou in many mountainous villages in southwest Fujian, but with the development of the times, they are often abandoned or pushed down to build new houses. The tulou that became a tourist attraction has been preserved intact, objectively speaking, because of the geographical remoteness, economic backwardness and poverty).

Zhao Xiang originally thought about whether to donate some food or set up a porridge shed for charity, but he found that the big families in Zhangzhou did not have such a habit. When the people had no harvest, they went to the mountains, rivers, and seas to forage for food, and nothing could have done so that there would be famine. It is said that the local people organized the hunting of wild elephants, and the elephant skin and elephant meat were divided among everyone, and the ivory was sold in one place, and later developed into a town called Ivory Wei.

Since everyone is so self-reliant, of course Zhao Xiang saves trouble. He summoned the heads of households in both villages and announced his new policy: to dismantle the original idea of cooperatives and return to the original tenant relationship. As for this season's harvest, grain is distributed on a per capita basis.

Although the tenants did not know the actual harvest per mu, they were all veterans of farming, and they knew that the yield per mu was no less than seven or eight hundred catties when they checked the ears of rice, and their hearts were naturally itchy. If you had farmed by yourself, although you would have been tired, you would have been able to lose ninety percent after paying the one-percent rent promised by Zhao Xiang. How much can be taken now depends on Zhao Xiang's mouth.

When Zhao Xiang said that one person would distribute 1,000 catties of grain, the following dozens of heads of households all applauded and vigorously supported Zhao Xiang to dissolve the cooperative and return to the old farming mode.

As a result, the Xiaozhishan Cooperative, which has been in name for less than half a year, officially withdrew from the stage of history, and no one had any feelings for its existence.

Zhao Xiang handed out a grain storage card to each head of the household—an A4 piece of paper with the names of each household member and the total amount of grain. What he meant was that thousands of catties of grain suddenly let everyone move back not only tired and nowhere to put it, but he underestimated the huge temptation of grain to these villagers, and it was completely opened in the morning, and before it was dark in the afternoon, more than 200,000 catties of grain had been collected.

Looking at the stack of recovered grain storage cards on the table, Zhao Xiang was a little lost.

Also lost was He Defang, who bowed down and followed behind Zhao Xiang, standing on the thick stone wall at the top of Xiaozhi Mountain, not knowing where to speak.

The four-storey huge building stopped work today, because everyone was transporting food to their homes, but it was only the last bit of finishing touches, and it was all done by Zhao Xiang himself, and Chen Hanlin, who claimed to be the descendant of the palace construction, could only take his apprentices to do it, as for what was installed, except for the obvious ones such as doors and windows, there were more things that everyone didn't know. Zhao Xiang didn't explain to those people, of course He Defang knew that Zhao Xiang was starting to guard against them. It's not just to guard against him, it's to guard everyone in Xiaozhishan.

More than once, he stopped the old stonemason, whom he had once acquainted, and wanted to ask him something about the crypt, but the old stonemason always said, "If a rich man digs a crypt or something, you have to watch yourself go down." ”

The more the project was completed, the more He Defang felt that he was further away from Zhao Xiang.

He Defang saw that the sky was about to get dark, but Zhao Xiang still didn't say a word, so he asked, "Brother Xiang, what are your plans to go down?" ”

Zhao Xiang turned around and said with a smile: "Now that it's almost finished, and the food is enough, I plan to start doing what I want to do." ”

He Defang was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then Brother Xiang, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Xiang became serious, looked at the sunset on the top of the mountain in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Be an otaku, eat, sleep and play games." ”