Chapter 129: Hurry is not enough

The emergence of cement is definitely an epoch-making product.

The role of cement is endless, and in later generations, the production of cement can once be used to measure the strength of a country.

Ye Qiange was very excited, although there was no electricity, no steam engine, production all relied on manpower, and the output was bound to grow slowly, but just like this, he was already very satisfied.

"Transfer another 1,000 officers and soldiers, isolate this place, build a residential area in that area, and recruit displaced people, preferably able to settle in Jingyang."

Anyway, Jingyang is vast and sparsely populated, and there are only 20,000 or 30,000 people in a huge area, and many cultivated land resources have not been developed, and there are still many geographical advantages that need to be explored.

He had a big plan.

Relying on Chang'an, Jingyang has obvious advantages, and connects the northern Xinjiang and the western regions, it is a transportation hub, there are several rivers meandering directly to Chang'an, whether it is by water or land, it is unimpeded and very convenient.

"Liu Hua, someone will grind the remaining cement into powder, and this king will bring it into the palace."

"Whoa."

Ye Qiange left the factory shed satisfied, and walked around the lime mine next to him.

He wanted to go to Tianshui Village, but after thinking about it, he stayed here for too long, and it would be afternoon when he went to Tianshui Village, and it was difficult to say whether he could return to Chang'an in the evening.

"Liu Hua, these craftsmen, each will be rewarded with one hundred taels, and Tian Yun, as the director, will be rewarded with one thousand taels of silver,"

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

This hundred taels is a huge amount of money, among them, some are craftsmen who make a living under the rule of Zhenbei Wangfu, and some are people from the Ministry of Industry, but the monthly money is only a few hundred yuan.

Now, after less than a month here, although it is a little harder, and I can't get in touch with the outside world, it is worth it to get such a large income.

"As long as you do things for the prince wholeheartedly, the prince will never treat you badly......"

Liu Hua took the opportunity to publicize it, and blew Ye Qiange's prestige to a rare place in the world, and almost caught up with Xu Yichan.

Ye Qiange convulsed while listening, and finally couldn't listen anymore, so he covered his face and walked away.

There was no carriage when I came, and I still walked when I returned.

The winter sun is not as hot as the summer day, even if it is noon, the sun is shining, but when it falls on the body, there is only a faint warmth, just to resist the coldness in the air.

The breeze blows, and on both sides of the road, there are patches of wilderness, which seem to have no end in sight, and occasionally a few mountains fall into view.

"It's all farmland!"

Ye Qiange sighed.

Many people wonder that in ancient times, the land was vast and sparsely populated, and there was a lot of land that could be used for planting, and the landlord occupied seven parts of the world's opened up fields, but there was still a lot of wasteland that could be cultivated, but why few people opened up the wasteland.

In fact, it's not hard to figure out why.

Although there is a lot of wasteland, it is more difficult to open it up, and there is another important reason.

Irrigate!

Because the water conservancy project and irrigation system are too backward, the agricultural harvest is completely dependent on the weather, and heavy rain becomes a disaster, and no rain also becomes a disaster.

Even many farmlands close to major rivers are inevitably affected by drought.

Relying solely on manpower will not be able to mitigate the losses caused by drought.

And once the extremely fertile and easily irrigated fields are discovered, they will soon be targeted by the landlords and bought up.

In this way, the peasants naturally no longer bothered to open up the wasteland, and finally managed the wasteland into fertile land, but they still could not escape the exploitation of the landlords.

It's a very incomprehensible and unforgiving thing.

Removing the cranky thoughts in his mind, half an hour later, Ye Qiange returned to the office in the county seat.

"The prince is going back to Chang'an?" Liu Hua asked.

"What else?" Ye Qiange looked at Liu Hua, quite curious.

"Back to the prince, you ordered the small ones to count the cultivated land in the fiefdom before, and the small ones have all been done." Liu Hua took a booklet and said.

"It also includes Wei Quan, as well as the confiscated merchants and gentry, and all the confiscated fields and properties are registered."

Ye Qiange picked up the account book, opened it and looked at it, and gasped.

The last time Jingyang was cleaned, most of the gentry and businessmen in Jingyang were confiscated of their family property, and some were exiled to the border gates, or even beheaded for public display.

The goal is a shocking number.

Wei Quan alone, the former Jingyang County Order, has more than 7,000 acres of land under its name, of which 5,600 acres are fertile land, and the rest are mostly fertile land, which is located around the Jing River.

In addition, some big businessmen are even worse.

For example, people like Lin Yuzhi and Zheng Kezhi have tens of thousands of acres of land under their names!

There are also dozens of title deeds, and all of them are in excellent locations.

He did a rough mental calculation, and the total of the forest added up to about 100,000 acres!

"How much arable land is there in Jingyang?" Ye Qiange rubbed his eyebrows and put down the account book.

"About 260,000 acres!"

Arable land, including land and land.

"How much is the field?"

"140,000 acres."

Lying in the trough, a total of 140,000 acres of cultivated land, Wei Quan and his party accounted for 100,000 acres!

It's crazy!

"From now on, all the cultivated land registered in the register will be recovered at the market price, and from then on, the cultivated land will be owned by the king, and it is not allowed to be bought and sold or replaced.

"Lord Wang, I'm afraid this is not appropriate." Liu Hua was shocked and hurriedly stopped.

"Why?"

"If you want to take back the cultivated land, it will definitely cause public indignation, and even if the prince buys it with money, there will be many people who will resist it, and they will never easily sell the land in their hands." Liu Hua sighed.

It is often said that if there is a field at home, everything is at ease.

In this era, as long as there are a few acres of land, although you can't be rich and expensive, and you can't eat and eat, life will still be tight, but at least you can live.

If there are no natural disasters and no disasters, a family of five can barely survive.

More than 90 percent of Daxu's tens of millions of people are engaged in farming, relying on the sky for food and earning a living from the land.

If they have no land and no basis for their survival, doesn't this force them to die?

Ye Qiange smiled stupidly.

It seems that he is thinking too much.

He wanted to transfer some of the systems of later generations to Daxulai.

Obviously, there were some things that he couldn't control.

Moreover, at this time and at that time, all policies and regulations must be adapted to the time and conditions, and must conform to the general environment at this time.

The meal should be eaten in one bite, and the road should be walked step by step.

The heart is urgent, the desire is not reached, and it is self-defeating to say that it is not good.

"Then notify all parts of Jingyang first, do not allow individuals to buy and sell land, if someone is willing to sell the land, they can buy it on a large scale, and they are not allowed to force it."

"The cultivated land of each household, the amount of land yield, the quality of cultivated land, and the annual harvest are all recorded in a unified book, and at the beginning of spring, the king will readjust the acre system."

"Whoa!" Liu Huadao.

Ye Qiange sighed, do things step by step, not rashly, and step by step, when the time is right, everything will fall into place.

"Go back to the palace!"