Long Xiang investigated Hefei and found that there were countless things that could be done, but the population in the city was too small.

In those days, population was an absolute dividend.

Cao Xing had no experience as a clerk for the first time, and although Long Xiang's statistical requirements were simple, it still took him three days to sort through before he could barely submit a bamboo slip to his desk.

"Good work."

Long Xiang nodded in affirmation, picked up the bamboo slip and looked at it, which was engraved with Hefei's household registration information.

'There were nine hundred and fifteen houses in the city, three thousand three hundred and forty-two; 1,174 young men, of whom 315 were soldiers; There were also 960 adult women, 61,208 of the elderly, the weak, and the young; There are seventeen carpenters and eight stonemasons...'

After reading the data on the bamboo slips, Long Xiang immediately began to calculate in his mind.

Excluding the three hundred and fifteen soldiers, there are less than 2,000 adult men and women who can do things, and the more than 1,200 old and young people are estimated to be able to do some light things at home.

Seeing that Long Xiang's eyes left the bamboo slip and did not speak, Cao Xing on the side asked in a low voice:

"Sima, are these statistics okay? The last will be the first time to do paperwork..."

Long Xiang came back to his senses and nodded in affirmation: "As long as the data is accurate, there is no problem, this kind of statistics will be done every year in the future, and the content will be more detailed, it will be very helpful for governance." ”

"I will do my best..."

Cao Xing responded shallowly, and said in his heart that he shouldn't have talked too much in the first place.

Although the paperwork is not laborious, it is not friendly to the brain, and if Long Xiang asks for more complicated requirements, it is estimated that he will have to scratch his head.

Long Xiang didn't notice Cao's expression, and instead stopped Feng Zhong and asked, "Uncle Zhong, I went to the granary yesterday and found that the quantity is quite considerable, do you know the specific number?" ”

"About 93,000 hundred."

Feng Zhong stroked his beard calmly, he attached great importance to that batch of grain, and he would count the number if he had nothing to do, and he knew the specific number in his chest.

Long Xiang exclaimed: "There are so many left? ”

Feng Zhong replied confidently: "I haven't worked much this year, so I have strict control over rations, which is the so-called trickle of water." ”

"Ninety-three thousand... Three thousand three hundred and forty-two..."

"I estimated last night that if we maintain the current personnel and usage, we can eat for ten years if we save some money, and we can eat enough for eight or nine years..."

"Shhhhh

Long Xiang gasped, and said in his heart that if he could really be so reluctant for ten years, it was estimated that he would have to fight the Battle of Chibi.

At that time, it was Liu Bei's time to be longteng, but it was a pity that the strategic location of Hefei was too important, and Cao Cao and Sun Quan would not let themselves go down.

If you want to promote the progress of the project, you can only keep adding people on the premise of ensuring sufficient funds.

Long Xiang closed the bamboo slip and said to Feng Zhong on the side: "Uncle Zhong, the spring will be sown according to the plan, you will organize all the young and strong in the city tomorrow, and we will complete the reclamation of the land before the year." ”

"That's great, everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time, I'll arrange it right away."

Feng Zhong turned around and left.

Things in Hefei are complicated, and Long Xiang plans to start with the most important grain and grass.

As the saying goes, the meal should be eaten in one bite, and whenever there is a team on the construction site, the progress will always advance little by little.

Water flows into Chaohu Lake from northwest to southeast, and both sides of the river are fertile land, but there are only 2,000 men and women in the city, so the fields that can be cultivated are also limited.

In order to centralize the management of Tuntian, Long Xiang set the tuntian land in the south of Hefei, and at the same time closed the east gate of Hefei and opened the south gate to save the time of working in and out of the city.

During the period when the people weeded and reclaimed the wasteland, Long Xiang ordered Tang Yu to lead the soldiers to dredge the river, and the silt cleared from the river was just used for spring plowing and composting.

Cao Xing, who has no statistical tasks for the time being, is responsible for commanding the cavalry and guarding the periphery of Hefei.

From the beginning when Long Xiang let the people go out of the city to work, he was destined to expose the fact that there were people in Hefei, so he showed caution from the beginning.

In the future, whenever the people concentrated on work, the cavalry of Hefei would be stationed nearby, and once the thieves or troops appeared, Long Xiang would arrange for the people to withdraw into the city.

Longxiang now has sufficient food, and what is lacking is the population of Hefei.

It took more than a month for Feng Zhong to lead the young and strong people in the city and reclaim more than 500 hectares of fertile land.

During the work period, the daily ration has increased, and I want to continue to eat a full day, so I want to work after completing the reservation goal.

It was the depths of winter, and the cold wind in the suburbs cut off faces.

Tang Yu had stopped the work of dredging the river, but the young people who reclaimed the land were still full of energy, and they asked Long Xiang for instructions through Feng Zhong, saying that they would continue to work.

Long Xiang was very surprised when he heard this, and said in his heart that you have been idle for a year, this is an outbreak?

Even if the harvest of 500 hectares of fertile land is mediocre, in addition to ensuring that the people can use it for a year, they can also have a part of the surplus, and once the harvest is harvested, it will be enough for several years of food.

If the people of Hefei continue to cultivate, Long Xiang believes that they can complete it, but it will exhaust their bodies, after all, the 'good fortune' of 996 and 007 in later generations, there are many cases of overwork and death.

Long Xiang opposed fishing with all his might, but Feng Zhong had no idea, he saw that the people's enthusiasm was undiminished, and he was still asking for instructions: "Yunqi, look..."

Long Xiang grabbed a handful of soil and pinched it, and suddenly remembered those earthen kilns in the city, and said in his heart that you like to work so much, I will find something for you to do, otherwise you will not be idle after the spring ploughing.

"Uncle Zhong, five hundred hectares is enough, since everyone's enthusiasm has not diminished, I really have something to do here."

"What?" Feng Zhong was overjoyed.

Long Xiang pointed to the northeast, "The soil over there has little sand, which is very suitable for kiln bricks, so let everyone mine the soil and transport it back to the city, and then make bricks in the next year, and it is estimated that it can be sent to the kiln for firing in the summer." ”

"Burning bricks? What is it used for? Feng Zhong scratched his head and was puzzled.

Long Xiang explained: "Of course, it is for building houses, now everyone lives scattered, and in the future, there will be more people and it will be more disorganized, and it will be difficult for Cao's master book to make statistics, I plan to clear a vacant land in the city, and build a batch of new houses in a planned and standardized manner." ”

Feng Zhong frowned and said, "Yunqi wants to build a new house for them?" Most of you live in rammed earth houses now, although your idea is very good, but I'm afraid that no one in the city will use bricks..."

"I will."

Long Xiangxin said that it was my major, and I didn't want to blurt it out, but I immediately regretted it.

"You? How can it be? Feng Zhong looked incredulous.

Long Xiang smiled: "The little nephew really will..."

Feng Zhong asked, "Who did you learn from?" ”

"Uh... In the past two years, I have often had strange dreams, in which someone taught me to read and write, and someone taught me to burn bricks and build a house, etc., otherwise how could my little nephew know so much? ”

Long Xiang can't tell the truth, he can only pretend to be a dream.

Hiss...

Feng Zhong brushed his beard with empty eyes, and said in his heart that since ancient times, strange people have had adventures, could it be that Yunqi is also a strange person?

Thinking of the experience of the past two years, Feng Zhong gradually recognized Long Xiang's statement.

"Since you are a god and a dream, Uncle Zhong will naturally listen to you."

The Chinese people's obsession with home has existed since ancient times, and I heard that Long Xiang wanted to burn bricks and build houses for everyone, and the people took soil, transported, and cleaned the caves, which were more active than the original reclamation.