The scale of Pingxingdun is not large, and the population is only eight military households, but the surrounding wasteland under its jurisdiction is not small, Lin Fei has obtained the right to develop the surrounding wasteland from Wu Yong, and his first step is to build a tuntian system with Pingxingdun as the center.

It's just that the idea is very good, if you want to make it concretely, it will be even more difficult, and the land here will be taken to the modern society, then it can become a good field, but in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, if you want to develop these wastelands, it will be extremely difficult.

Modern society has a variety of water conservancy facilities, can dig deep wells to use abundant groundwater resources, as well as a variety of modern equipment, which can make even barren land, can have a good output, the large-scale use of chemical fertilizers, but also to ensure a bumper harvest of grain.

But now it is different, this is the end of the Ming Dynasty, and it is the dungeon fort on the edge of Datong Town, it is not impossible to develop these wastelands into fertile land, but it definitely needs to spend a lot of money.

However, where Tuntian has an advantage, it has the advantage of being tax-free for three years, as long as Lin Fei seizes the good opportunity of these three years to develop Tuntian, there is still a lot to be done.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, the displaced people were displaced, and the Houjin entered the Koukou, resulting in this land, which was even more barren, and the root cause of all this was because the displaced people were insecure and did not have a place to settle people's hearts.

"In this case, someone can start everything for me first, and the guarantee of all this is a stable living environment, so I will lay down a stable environment, and I can just get a lot of money, food and materials!"

A fierce look flashed in Lin Fei's eyes, and his gaze was looking towards the north.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was actually the period when the Xiaoice River era came, and the northern tartars were even more miserable, but in comparison, Lin Fei still chose to use them as a breakthrough to bring prosperity to his foundation!

At that moment, he asked Wang Xiaosan, who was the best at farming in the dungeon fort, to plan the wasteland that could be developed, while Lin Fei himself was holding a spear and dry food, and then headed to the north.

"Huh, after five days of running, I finally found a small tribe, this tribe is the beginning!"

The cold light in Lin Fei's eyes flashed, this small tribe has about three hundred people, one hundred adult strong men, about thousands of cattle and sheep, and thousands of horses.

For these Tartars, Lin Fei will not be soft-hearted, these people are herdsmen who live and work in peace and contentment at this time, but every time the Tartars go south, these people are the vanguard, and because they are familiar with the environment, they are more harmful to the border town than the rest of them.

"Kill!"

One person and one horse, roaring, at first those Tartars didn't care, but when Lin Fei bent his bow and shot arrows, a series of arrows, almost instantaneous, killed several Tartar strong men in an instant, these Tartars finally understood that something was wrong, and hurriedly launched a warning, and then everyone got on the horse and came to fight with Lin Fei.

It's just that now Lin Fei has opened more than ten acupuncture points, his body is amazingly strong, where are these Tartars comparable, plus the reserves of his previous martial arts world, martial arts cultivation is fast, not to mention, the bow and arrow in his hand are like an arm and finger, becoming a part of his body, and he can shoot at an incredible angle every time.

In just half an hour, hundreds of Tartar strong men have all died, and many of those tribes' old and weak people look at Lin Fei with hateful eyes.

It's just that now Lin Fei has conquered the tribe, he is the king, and the grassland believes in the respect of the strong, no matter how much hatred there is, he can only wait for the verdict powerlessly.

"All the men who can have memories have to be killed, and those who have too much hatred in their eyes must also be killed, and the rest of the people will be taken back and become the labor force for the development of my dungeon!"

Lin Fei sighed, and then swept back with supplies.

This time the matter is too exaggerated, the military households in the dungeon all look at Lin Fei with the eyes of the gods, the last time they killed eight Tartars, this time Lin Fei actually destroyed a small tribe of Tartars by himself, and captured a large number of people, cattle, sheep and horses and returned, what a brave and powerful man.

Lin ...... General Flag ...... Lord Banner, these people are you...... Your loot? ”

The tall and strong swallowed with difficulty and said.

"That's right, these materials, these people are all mine, I took them from the Tartars, with these people, these materials, it shouldn't be a problem to recruit the homeless!"

Lin Fei didn't hide his excitement at all and said.

These cattle and sheep, plus the previous grain and money, are enough for him to develop the wasteland near the dungeon, plus three years of tax exemption, these wastelands are the capital of his start!

There is food, this era can recruit displaced people, the end of the Ming Dynasty to live for the displaced people are a luxury, hearing the news of recruiting displaced people, even if it is Datong Town and other border land, let countless people rush to it, do not consider the hardships and difficulties at all, rushed over.

Of course, in order to welcome the displaced people who may come, and the women who were plundered from the grassland were young, Lin Fei organized people to start building residences.

Lin Fei planned to recruit sixty military households, which was almost the limit of what could be accommodated, and any more, it would be necessary to reclaim those wastelands that were difficult to pioneer.

Sixty households were about three hundred according to the standards of this period, and Lin Fei's plan was to recruit families and young Zhuang among the displaced people, mainly young and strong, and form families with these Tartar women.

In this era, women are dependent on men, as long as the Han people marry them, they are also Han people, and they can work hard for Lin Fei's breeding industry in the future.

Then Lin Fei asked Gao Dazhuang to lead the team, and let a few military households go to buy some ploughing cattle, and the rest of the materials were quite abundant because of the plundering of the Tartar tribe, but the ploughing cattle were extremely lacking, and the Tatar cattle needed to be carefully trained by professional people after piercing the nose ring, so that they could be turned into ploughing cattle.

In the process, the calves are fine, and those strong cows don't know how many will die.

The more than 1,000 taels of silver obtained by the Golden Tartars after killing them last time, plus the income from the destruction of the small Tartar tribe this time, made up a total of 2,000 taels of silver, and these silver taels Lin Fei let people go to buy cultivated cattle, and at the price of cattle at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was enough to buy almost 200 heads.

This is the guarantee of his land reclamation!

Two hundred cultivated cattle are enough to open up tens of thousands of acres of wasteland, plus sixty military households, I believe it is enough to take care of them, of course, if there are more displaced people, Lin Fei will not refuse, it can be turned into a civilian household, the population Lin Fei is the more the merrier, he will not refuse, sixty military households, in fact, it is just because of the restrictions of his chief flag officer.

Of course, there will be a huge difference between Lin Fei's military households and civilian households, of course, it is not the difference of this era!