"To put it mildly, I don't know that by giving porridge to help the victims, I am actually waiting to see them die. But for the time being, I can't think of any other ideas, so I asked Yu Shuai to get you back, but I didn't expect that the humble words were really quick-witted, and he could even think of using things in the future as collateral, which is a big innovation. ”

Wang Yongjiang was full of praise for Zhang Tinglan's idea, but Zhang Tinglan shook his head with a wry smile: "Mr. Yongjiang, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is just to let them become serfs in disguise, which is not much progress, if you want to fundamentally change the countryside and help the peasants, you have to start from the land, which is the most important thing." ”

"That's right, China has long had the idea that cultivators have their own land, and clearing the acres of land is only the first step, if the land can be divided equally, so that everyone can become the owner of the land, the country can become strong."

Zhang Tinglan is not surprised that Wang Yongjiang has such a view, and many Chinese dynasties have been circling the land, and many people advocate suppressing annexation, but if you want to do this, you need to be brave, after all, you have to confront the entire class, and all the landlords who rely on land rentier will be desperate.

"Mr. Yongjiang, in my opinion, the three eastern provinces are vast and sparsely populated, and there are countless wastelands available for use, and the land issue is not urgent, and we still have a lot of room for maneuver. Therefore, we can use economic means to adjust the gains and losses of interests, and on the other hand, organize the peasants to open up wasteland and build a large number of water conservancy facilities. On the one hand, laws were enacted to restrict land rents and support industry and commerce, although the adjustment of interest levers allowed funds to flow to industry and commerce, and when the time was ripe, the land problem was solved in one fell swoop. ”

"In a humble way, you want to organize these victims to open up wasteland and farmland, and you plan to realize this idea." Wang Yongjiang said with a smile: "Your ideas have always been good, but you want to make this matter simple, just rely on interests to adjust." Can it make the landlord relax his pursuit of land? This is your wishful thinking, since the Ming and Qing dynasties, the Jin merchants and Hui merchants have a lot of wealth, they can earn hundreds of thousands of silver by doing business, but they will still spend a lot of money to buy land, guarding the rent of thousands of taels? ”

Collect wealth at the end and keep the family with this. The traditional liliang is so powerful that it has penetrated into the bone marrow, and even if the income from the land is small, a large number of businessmen will rush to it. Even in later generations, it is no longer possible to buy land, and the Chinese are still keen on real estate, which is also a manifestation of their obsession with land.

Zhang Tinglan originally thought about this problem, thinking that as long as it was driven by interests. It will be a matter of course, and the landlord will be able to give up the land. Listen to what Wang Yongjiang said. It's really a bit of a matter of assumption, and traditional liliang is often difficult to reverse.

"Mr. Yongjiang, when we establish and reclaim wasteland, we might as well refer to the Western farm model and use new management methods, so that we can produce more. Lower cost. We used the new farm model to fight against the landlord's tenant model. The more money the peasants earn on our side, and they are more dignified, which naturally forces the landlords to change, or also to change to the farm model. Or be eliminated. ”

Wang Yongjiang thought for a while and said with a smile: "This method is to force the landlords to change, and can cultivate a new farmer class, as long as they are strong enough, they will automatically confront and compete with the landlords, and what we do will be much less resistant." In a humble way, the victims of this disaster will be entrusted to you, you must come up with the farm model, and in the future, Fengtian will transform the countryside on a large scale, and you will be the touchstone. ”

Farmers and landlords both depend on the land for their livelihood, but there is an essential difference between the two, the farmer is produced under industrial conditions, they have to manage the land, they have to organize the peasants to produce, and they have to find a market for their products, simply put, the farmer is a special factory owner, and the peasants in the farm are a special industrial worker.

And the landlords are not, they just give the land to the tenant farmers, they don't care about anything, they just go to zuihou, collect the rent, more like usurers. Who can promote social progress, in fact, it is clear at a glance, the three eastern provinces have vast land, and most of them are plains, and have the conditions for building farms, so Zhang Tinglan is full of confidence in his Jihua.

After Wang Yongjiang arrived in Liaoyang this time, he thought about a lot of things, he didn't just want to solve a popular uprising, but to find out the problems in the countryside, and then find out the solution, after talking with Zhang Tinglan for a while, Wang Yongjiang felt that he finally had some ideas.

"Let's take a look at the victims first, if you want to buy them, you have to ask them to be willing."

Zhang Tinglan and Wang Yongjiang went to a temporary resettlement site outside Liaoyang, where nearly 10,000 victims had gathered. After Zhang Tinglan arrived at this shijie, he has been living in prosperous Mukden, and he has not had too deep feelings about the poverty and backwardness of this era.

But what he saw now was a complete shock to him, there were ragged victims everywhere, broken clothes hanging on the craggy skeleton, the body was thin and thin, it seemed that there was no flesh except skin and bones, and there was no expression on the dark face, as if he didn't care about anything anymore.

Only when a cold wind blows, these people will not stop shivering, it is already time for the snow to fall, many of them are still barefoot, wearing single clothes, children cowering in the arms of adults, shivering incessantly.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Tinglan was even more convinced of his judgment, if he just gave up porridge, most of these people would be starved to death. Therefore, the porridge in the past and present is not to relieve the victims, but to prevent the victims from rioting, just like putting a pacifier in the mouth of a child, which is a placebo.

Zhang Tinglan and the others arrived at noon, and it was time to distribute the grain, and dozens of large iron pots not far away were steaming, and bursts of rice fragrance wafted over. After smelling the scent, the victims' eyes finally showed a hint of light, and some struggled to their feet, trying to get over to line up.

At this time, a few carriages came from Liaoyang, and after arriving at the porridge shed, a basket of white-flour steamed buns was transported from the carriage and piled together, just like a small mountain bag.

The soldiers in charge of maintaining order looked like the victims were showing signs of madness, and they unceremoniously swung their whips and whipped them on the bodies.

"Listen up, all line up. There's something for everyone! If you break in again, you will wait to starve to death! ”

The soldiers barely managed to stabilize the mood of the victims, and the porridge shacks began to distribute food, and each victim was given a bowl of thick sorghum rice porridge, a white-flour steamed bun, and even a pickled radish. Even in the Haode years, these poor peasants could not eat white noodles very often, let alone at such times.

As a result, the eyes of the victims who received the food were glowing, and the big white steamed buns were the size of fists, fluffy and fluffy. The aroma can't stop drilling into the nostrils. After getting it, the victims ate it in a big gulp, and some people even bit off half of the steamed bun in one bite, choked and rolled their eyes, so they could only quickly drink a few mouthfuls of porridge and send it to their stomachs. The other victims saw such a comical scene without any ridicule. On the contrary, I am envious. If you change to yourself, I'm afraid that you can swallow the whole steamed bun.

Zhang Tinglan also went to the porridge shed and personally distributed porridge and steamed buns to the victims: "Don't worry, take your time, enough porridge and steamed buns." After a while, meat buns can be delivered in the city. Maybe you can make porridge later and eat steamed buns! ”

These victims even have a feeling of being stunned by happiness, and they are lucky to be able to drink a mouthful of porridge in the past. Now there is not only porridge, but also steamed buns, and even meat buns, isn't it going to be the New Year!

The victims looked at Zhang Tinglan with a hint of respect, and they also knew that it was after this young man took people to Liaoyang that the food distributed to them became more and more hoode, according to their simple opinion, this is a great benevolent person, a great savior.

Not only the victims, but also Chu Mingyuan, who came with Zhang Tinglan, began to admire this young man's actions.

Zhang Tinglan and Zhang Zuolin finalized the disaster relief plan, and then he came to Liaoyang with an aftermath team to assist Wang Yongjiang. At the beginning, Chu Mingyuan and the others were a total of four student representatives, and Huang Sheng was locked up with his second uncle Huang Guan because of his participation in inciting student demonstrations.

The other two student representatives were also discouraged when they saw that they had been expelled, and they went home one after another, trying to find a way out. Only Chu Mingyuan followed the aftermath team to Liaoyang, and he wanted to see the truth of the civil rebellion in person.

All along, his teachers had been saying that the government was unreliable, and he found out that teachers were also unreliable, and that these people were probably the only ones in the world who would not tell lies. After coming to Liaoyang, Chu Mingyuan followed Zhang Tinglan to relieve these victims, and he was holding a big spoon to serve porridge to the victims.

Scooped up the thickest and hottest porridge from the bottom of the pot, slowly poured it into the bowl of the victims, and hurriedly lived for more than an hour, the victims were finally reduced, and Chu Mingyuan was finally able to rest for a while.

"Mr. Zhang, I asked those disaster victims, but you are all lying, after they were affected by the disaster, the landlord asked them for rent, and the government also asked them for all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so it can be seen that your reduction or exemption of land taxes is also wrong."

Zhang Tinglan smiled and nodded: "Classmate Chu, this world has never been a simple black and white division, it is very good that you can see this, if you are willing to take action to change the injustice of society and help those disaster victims, it will be even better." ”

Zhang Tinglan asked people to gather the well-fed and well-fed victims, surrounded the city with iron sheets, and said to all the victims: "Today we have transported a total of three steamed buns from the city, there are 20,000 or 30,000 steamed buns, but now there is no one, according to the regulations, you can only take one per person." The reason for such a large discrepancy is very simple, that is, many people have received it twice, or even three times, and many of you still have steamed buns in their arms. ”

After Zhang Tinglan said this, many victims unconsciously lowered their heads and looked at their arms, for fear that the steamed buns would be snatched away again.

"You may be puzzled, weishenme you received more steamed buns, and we didn't stop it, the reason is simple, these grains are not paid by us, but by yourself. Whether you rob it or not, it's all your own thing, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Everyone knows that it is now the time for the snow to fall, you are short of food and clothing, if it goes on like this, in a winter, a large number of people will die of freezing and starvation, how many can survive the winter." In addition, the government's financial resources are very limited, and it cannot build houses for you, nor can it provide you with cotton clothes, but it cannot watch people starve to death. Therefore, I thought of a solution, which is to mortgage you to the bank, take a loan from the bank, help you survive the winter, and wait until the spring of next year, you will use your own hands to reclaim the wasteland, grow food, and strive to exchange this loan! ”

While speaking, Zhang Tinglan asked people to send some samples of the contract to these victims to see.

"As long as you sign this contract, you will not only be able to eat white flour steamed buns and get cotton clothes, but also help you build a nest for you to survive this winter. But for the next five years, you will have to work hard, and if there is any relaxation, the punishment will be very severe, and if you think about it, you can press your mudra! (To be continued......)