Seeing the happy looks of the soldiers and civilians in Lushun, Fan Jingwen was also infected, waved at the soldiers and civilians with a smile, and entered the city in the lively welcome ceremony.

After entering the Lushun County Office, the officials did a good job according to their official positions, Fan Jingwen read the battle report first, and knew that Jinzhou had been conquered, and Zhang Huangyan was also doing a prosperous job in Fuzhou, and he was very satisfied.

Putting down the battle report, he picked up the civil affairs document handed over by Zheng Zhibao again, read it carefully, and couldn't help but praise:

"Uncle Lushun is really well governed!"

"There is nothing. The lower officials just strictly followed the work manual given by the emperor and followed the steps step by step. ”

Zheng Zhibao has been named Lushun Bo, and when he heard Fan Jingwen's praise, he hurriedly humbled himself.

Hearing him talk about the emperor, Fan Jingwen immediately bowed his hand in the direction of Jingshi, and said loudly: "The emperor is sage!" ”

When the officials present saw it, they hurriedly bowed their hands to the Jingshi and said, "The emperor is sage." ”

Fan Jingwen put down his hand and asked with a smile: "There is another important matter, let me ask you, the chicken coop that the emperor specially asked you to build, has it been completed?" ”

"It's been a few days since it was completed! It's just that I don't know what the emperor's will is, whether to purchase or requisition those chickens from the people? ”

Zheng Zhibao asked cautiously.

"Not necessarily. The emperor asked the official to carry 600 chickens with the ship. It is estimated that this will already be unloaded. You can send someone to transport it directly to the chicken coop. ”

"Xiaguan understands." Zheng Zhibao hurriedly worked on the spot and arranged for the officials to deal with it.

When Zheng Zhibao returned to his seat, Fan Jingwen continued:

"The emperor attaches great importance to this matter, and before leaving, he also emphasized the official to instruct him, saying that this is a major matter related to the people's livelihood, and it is an important measure related to improving the combat effectiveness of the Ming army!

The emperor even has already named the chicken coop, called 'fission', fission chicken farm! ”

Zheng Zhibao has not read much and has never heard the word 'fission', but he knows that this is the name given by the emperor, and he must have a great article, and said in a reverent voice: "Good name!" Good name! ”

Fan Jingwen was taken aback when he heard this, and since he heard this name, he was puzzled. He thought that Emperor Chongzhen couldn't name it casually, so when he got home, he rummaged through books, but he never found the word fission.

Starting from Tianjin, he often thought about it in the past few days at sea, but Rao couldn't understand it even though he tried his best.

Now seeing Zheng Zhibao exclaiming, he hurriedly asked, "Does Lu Shunbo know the origin of this name?" ”

"Provenance?" Zheng Zhilong was stunned.

"Yes, the word fission, which holy book does it come from? What does it mean? Tired of Lushun Bo teaching. Fan Jingwen asked urgently.

"This ...... This subordinate official doesn't know, the subordinate just thinks that this is the name given by the emperor, it must be wonderful, and I don't know which book it came from...... Which book ......"

Zheng Zhibao replied curtly.

Fan Jingwen was disappointed when he heard this, sighed lightly, and continued: "The emperor is extremely wise, and it is not something that we can understand at will. Don't talk about this, this is for you! ”

Zheng Zhibao saw him hand over a book, and hurriedly got up to get it.

"This is a chicken breeding secret given by the emperor, you take it, give it to your subordinates, and let them strictly implement it according to the above methods!" Fan Jingwen said solemnly.

Zheng Zhibao took it with both hands respectfully, and said in his heart, "I have to let the master tell me about this thing!" I have to keep an eye on the fission chicken farm, the emperor attaches so much importance to it, if I can do it well, it will definitely be a great achievement. ”

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Capital.

Zhou Yingluo looked at the dozen chickens in the yard and asked curtly, "Your Majesty, what is this going to do?" ”

Chongzhen smiled: "I'm afraid you'll be bored alone, so I'll raise you a chicken to play with." ”

Zhou Yingluo's face was full of black lines, what was there to raise chickens, she said with an embarrassed face: "Your Majesty, I am still busy recruiting female soldiers these days!" I'm afraid I can't raise this group of chickens......"

"Recruitment is indeed a big deal, but raising chickens is a national matter, don't underestimate it! Be sure to raise it with your heart! Chongzhen said.

"Raising chickens is also a national event?" Zhou Yingluo wrinkled her nose and looked full of questions.

"Of course." Chongzhen said with conviction.

Zhu Youjian knows that meat is a valuable source of protein for humans. Protein is an important substance necessary for the body to build muscle, and it is one of the prerequisites for muscle growth.

In ancient China, there was a lack of material, and ordinary people could hardly eat meat, and the same was true for low-level soldiers.

Long-term non-eating of meat has led to malnutrition among the people, and their physical strength and immunity are at a relatively low level. It is also difficult to develop a strong and tall body, and it is easy to suffer when fighting against the northern nomads.

Before the Ming Dynasty, the Han people mainly ate beef and mutton, and the Ming Dynasty began to popularize the consumption of pork, which was easier to raise. However, the output of farmland in the Central Plains is limited, and there are not too many pigs, cattle and sheep.

In this case, Zhu Youjian thought of large-scale chicken raising.

Because chickens are one of the easiest animals to raise among many domestic animals and poultry, the input feed is not too much, the growth cycle is relatively shortest, in addition to producing meat, it can also produce eggs.

And whether it is fried, stir-fried, stewed, or grilled, it can make delicious food with a good taste

For the poor and white people of the Ming Dynasty, it is really the best source of meat.

Chongzhen grabbed a handful of chaff and sprinkled it on the ground, more than a dozen chickens came to peck at it, and he said slowly:

"The people of the Ming Dynasty can hardly eat meat, and their bodies will be weaker than those of Mongolia and Jianyu. If every household can raise dozens of chickens, then the people can eat eggs every day, eat one or two meals of meat every month, and naturally be strong and strong! ”

Zhou Yingluo was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the emperor who was high above would care about the food of ordinary people.

What's even more rare is that the Ninety-Five Emperor in front of him not only allocated land to the people, but even took the matter of eating meat into account for the people.

"Does the emperor want me to do an experiment?" Zhou Yingluo asked.

"That's right." Chongzhen nodded, "There are more than a dozen chicken farms in Huangzhuang, each of which raises more than a thousand chickens, and in the autumn, the new crops will be harvested in large quantities, and then there will be enough fodder to hatch and raise chicks, and in the spring, the number of chickens will increase by another five to ten times." ”

"In that case, you can sell it to the people?"

"Nope! Give it to the people! ”

"Send?" Zhou Yingluo was shocked again.

"As it was given to you, it was given to the people. You are busy recruiting and training troops, but aren't the people busy with farm work and conscription? As long as you can raise these chickens well, the people will be able to succeed, and when the time comes, ......"

"When the time comes, the people will be able to eat eggs every day! Eat chicken! Zhou Yingluo took over the conversation.

Chongzhen gave her a thumbs up.

……

In the fission chicken farm in Lushun, the Ming soldiers moved cages of chickens from the tricycle and put them into the new chicken coop.

In the distance, Zheng Zhilong asked stupidly: "These chickens, can they really lay more than a dozen eggs every month?" ”

"Really."

"Really take out half of the supplies for the soldiers?"

"Really."

"In the future, will it really be distributed to the people for free?"

Fan Jingwen smiled, "My Uncle Lushun, the emperor list has been posted, what are you worried about?" ”

"The lower officials are not worried, but they feel sorry for the emperor!"

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