Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Wealth of the Mining Belt

Gong Yi Nianhuai glanced at Wang Jian, who was about to leave, and then at Meng Zhijing, who was so ashamed that his head went into the crotch of his pants, and finally fixed his gaze on Meng Hui's face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Heng's eyebrows shrugged slightly, and his slightly thoughtful gaze also stared at Gong Yi Nianhuai. Meng Hui heard two meanings from Gong Nian Huai's words, one chasing and the other fat.

Chasing, not as good as also. In other words, the nutrients in the soil are not enough to support the fertilizer consumed by the crops when they bloom and set head, so they have to chase them. Just like a child, during a period of time when he grows up, he can't always eat enough, and the normal eating of three meals a day is not enough to meet the nutrients needed for the rapid growth of the body. Isn't it the old saying that half the size eats the poor. A truth.

Fat, much also. It's a lot of nutrients. The soil is insufficient, and it is replenished artificially. And when it comes to fat, there are many doorways. Gong Nian Huai didn't think that there could be good fertilizer in this time and space of the Song Dynasty, and if there was, it was only farm fertilizer, like livestock manure, plant ash and the like, and it was considered fertilizer when poured in the field. Like the systematic and scientific fertilization and fertilization of later generations, there should be absolutely no in the Song Dynasty.

"Nianhuai, where does the fat come from?" Meng Heng finally spoke.

"Manufacture!" Gong lost the word Huai cherished the word like gold, picked up a big hammer and threw it directly into the pot of boiling water, without splashing the water and shaking the few people present.

"Manufacturing?" Sure enough, the three of them immediately became interested. Wang Jian's raised butt also slowly sat back on the maza, and Meng Zhijing's head was also raised.

The word manufacturing was as common in later generations as eating and drinking tea. In the time and space of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is definitely a novel word, the words are all known, and the meaning can be guessed one or two, but few people understand the specific meaning.

"How?" When Meng Heng heard this, he seemed to see the doorway, what others said he didn't understand, there must be a height, it was the university that asked. "Qingyuan, get a pen and paper."

Meng Zhijing jumped up and ran towards the house. Looking at Meng Zhijing's back, Gong Yi Nian Huai guessed that Meng Zhijing definitely didn't want to be with his father, especially when he was with Gong Yi Nian Huai. Meng Zhijing directly became a part-time errand boy for a little scholar.

"Uncle Meng, Uncle Wang, and the little nephew only need two things." Gong Nianhuai's eyes darkened, and he remembered his father. These recipes are still the methods used by my father when he farms. Of course, as his father's small worker, Gong Yi Nianhuai followed his father to do this kind of work.

In another time and space, Gong Nian Huai used his father's method to fool others, and he was happy and sad; Plus.

"Which two, tell me quickly." Wang Jian is no longer reserved, let alone waiting for Meng Zhijing to take pen and paper.

"Plaster, bones." Gong Nian Huai is determined not to say a word. The idea of cherishing words as gold is well executed.

"Bones too?" Wang Jian squinted, like a cat's eye in the sun.

At this time, Meng Zhijing ran over with a pen and paper, Gong Nian Huai took the paper, glanced at Meng Zhijing, Meng Zhijing scratched his head, took out the signature pen from his sleeve, and handed it to Gong Nian Huai, "Nian Huai, this pen is still placed there for you." Hey, hey, I'm almost your book. ”

"Hehe, in this way, the little brother's score is also a little bigger. When the younger brother got some charcoal out in his spare time, he fired Brother Meng, your scholar. ”

Gong Yi Nian Huai laughed at Meng Zhijing, spread the paper on the knees that were merged together, and smacked the words.

Meng Hui and Wang Jian watched Gong Yi Nianhuai write with a signature pen, their eyes turned into a triangle, and the two of them were obviously not as happy to accept such a pen and writing method as Meng Zhijing, on the contrary, they seemed to be unimpressed.

Gong Yi Nianhuai handed the written paper to Meng Hui, Meng Heng glanced at it a few times, and an eyebrow peak suddenly appeared between his eyes. After a little thought, he handed it to Wang Jian.

"In the near future? Long-term? Wang Jian read out the words in confusion, looked up at Gong Yi Nianhuai, and then looked down again.

"How?" Meng Heng looked at Wang Jian and handed the note to Meng Zhijing and asked.

Ruizhi thinks it's okay to give it a try. It's just that the plaster has to be raised by the Lord, and there is not much storage in the barracks. Wang Jian didn't think much about it, and directly said his thoughts.

"The day after tomorrow will be judged, even if the effect is not visible for a while, it will provide a good guarantee for next year's grain production. This also solves a lot of labor problems. Stone doesn't feel it. ”

It seems that Meng Hui doesn't dare to take this stone judge lightly.

"General, if there is no other matter, Ruizhi will return to the camp to deal with this matter immediately." Wang Jian pulled out the maza under his buttocks and got up to ask for instructions.

"Okay, Ruizhi, please also ask the Jiangdu Command to cooperate in handling this matter." Meng Hui waved his hand, Wang Jian gave a salute and left without looking back, and when Gong Yi Nianhuai got up to send him off, Wang Jian's back had already melted into the sunset.

Meng Hui took the note from Meng Zhijing and shook it, "Nian Huai, what is the phosphostone in this long-term fertilizer, is it also a fertilizer?" ”

Gong Nian Huai nodded, "Uncle Meng, to increase grain production, one is seeds, the second is the irrigation system, and the third is fertilizer." The cofferdam field cultivation that you let Hua Senjun presided over is an irrigation system, plus the method of fertilization that the little nephew thought of, it will be three to two, if you make up for the breeding road, why worry about the low yield of grain. ”

"Nian Huai, you don't have to convince you Uncle Meng, Uncle Meng still knows a thing or two about these crops. It's just that where is the phosphorite you are talking about, and if you have phosphate, you will directly pour it into the field as fertilizer? It can't be that simple. If the fertilizer you are talking about is in full swing, the amount of plaster must be indispensable, where will there be such a large amount of plaster sold? ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai nodded frequently, disagreeing with Meng Heng, and saw the crux of the problem at a glance. Fertilizer is not opposed, and it is very supportive. It's just that where the raw materials are, you can't always get a few people together, touch the upper and lower lips, and the fertilizer will roll in.

Why did Gongyi Nianhuai propose these raw materials for fertilizer? Because Gong Yi Nianhuai knows where these raw materials are, and they are all rich ores, so you can dig hard if you find them. The key is that these places are not far from Zaoyang. If the joint-stock system of later generations is carried out to attract a few court bigwigs to join and cooperate in setting up factories, this thing will definitely be done.

Moreover, Meng Hui's power will also be extended. Not only did it have an influence on several nearby state capitals, but it also helped Tuntian a lot at the moment, and Shi Tongzhi, who was to come to Zaoyang to inspect, also had to raise his hands and feet in favor.

"Uncle Meng, look," Gong Nian Huai raised his finger to the west, all the way to the east, "from Zaoyang to Xiangyang, the hills are undulating, and the hills are extended, connecting the Qinling Mountains and the Tongbai Mountains. The easternmost Wudang Mountain in the Qinling Mountains is Shennongjia to the south, and then the Yangtze River, along the Yangtze River to the east, the north of this line, and the banks of the Yangtze River, are enriched with a variety of minerals. ”

Meng Hui and his son Meng Zhijing glanced at each other, where is the current Gongyi Nianhuai like a child, it is clearly a Confucian famous house with a scarf shaking a feather fan to point out the country and scolding the chief of Fang, and it is like Xie Lingyun who has traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains, of course, Xu Xiake in later generations, Meng's father and son still don't know.

Is this kid still a geographer?

"From Jingshan to the east through Dahong Mountain to Dabie Mountain, it is enriched with phosphate rock mentioned by the little nephew, and the reserves of raw gypsum are also very large. This is a mineral belt, and it is also a wealth belt. ”

As he spoke, the stars in Gong Nianhuai's eyes were full of stars, and the little stars were all round square holes.

The most profitable thing to do is, of course, to open a mine. Moreover, the technical content of mining is extremely low, as long as there is enough labor, day and night will rotate, and it is not a dream to roll in money.

Gong Nian Huai sincerely appreciates his professionalism. As soon as the train rings, there are 10,000 taels of gold, and I am honest. In the past, I was a dhara, and when I was tasked with pumping on my body, I had to turn around, where I went, anyway, I was surveying the line and finding the best plan for building the railway.

Nima's, no wonder the mineral oil professionals, are always around him. Hehe, looking for minerals.

Where the railroad is built, where the minerals are found, the resources are mined. Railways are not only for the people's livelihood, but also for military tasks, and the allocation of resources in various places is also one of its functions.

To build railways in Africa, I have contributed people, work, technology, and even money, and if I don't get something to come back, won't I become a big fool who scatters money? There is no such thing as a free lunch.

Gong Nian Huai remembered the railway in front of his house in the later world, that is, a railway built by the German devils after seizing Shandong, after the defeat of World War I, under the planning of the old British devils and the new devils of the United States, it was assigned to little Japan. As a result, it inspired the May Fourth Movement, which had a long-term impact.

"Nian Huai, Nian Huai?" Gong Nian Huai was in a trance and heard someone shouting at him, he said "um" lightly, shook his head, and put the scattered light back to his pupils, only then did he see clearly that Meng Hui and Meng Zhijing father and son were looking at him.

"Hehe, Uncle Meng, don't blame, the little nephew is distracted. Oh, what did you say? ”

"Nian Huai, these places you pointed out are not within the scope of the Zaoyang Army, and Uncle Meng is a little difficult." Meng Heng's face showed a look of unbearability.

Gong Yi Nianhuai smiled, "Uncle Meng, have you forgotten that there is also a talk of cooperative development?" No matter who takes the lead, the final voice is still in our hands. You think, if we hadn't made fertilizer, those minerals wouldn't have been lying there and sleeping for 10,000 years. ”

Meng Heng looked at Gong Yi Nianhuai with both eyes, twisting his beard in his hand, and muttering silently.

"This matter involves a wide range of issues, and once you get involved, the financial resources will be greatly consumed, not to mention, it is very likely to shake the foundation of Xiangyang Mansion." Meng Heng looked up at the sky, looking at the blue and gloomy sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Regarding what Meng Heng said just now, Nian Huai probably understood. Especially the words that might shake the foundation of Xiangyang Mansion made Gong Nian Huai shake a little.

If you develop according to the mineral you just demarcated, the resources of the entire Great Song Dynasty will be invested in it, and it may not be enough. Because this is not only a financial investment, but also takes up a lot of human resources.

With the current productivity of the Southern Song Dynasty, in addition to manpower is animal power, erecting waterwheels in places with rivers and rapids, and using water power to replace some manual labor, is already a great progress.

What's even worse is that the north of the Yangtze River, from the east of Shennongjia in Wudang Mountain to Dabie Mountain, and then to the north to wrap the past to form the upper edge of this U-shaped zone, is Xiangyang Zaoyang. This is also the front line of the Song-Jin confrontation.

Opening a mine and building a workshop near the border line is also a headache to think about.