Yang Fan felt a little heavy after seeing Xiao Niangpi away. In five days, he would leave for the capital.
There are many things that I haven't done yet, and everything has just begun.
There's not enough time.
Yang Fan ordered the regiment training and the guard station to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible, burn the bodies, shovel away the blood, and repair the houses.
That night, all the remaining livestock and injured livestock were slaughtered, and all the reserved wine was used to reward the three armies.
Then pay the bounty according to the first level.
Rewards and punishments do not last overnight. This is the core factor in maintaining the combat effectiveness of the army. The team coaches were beaming with joy.
Everyone received a number of linen bags, each containing five pure copper coins.
With money, these people, who have not yet started a family, plan to marry a wife. Those who are starting a family plan to repair the house and buy some household items. Or keep it as a bride price or dowry for your children.
Zhao Shuigen shined this time. He had previously received a reward for killing sixteen enemies. After the war, Zhao Shuigen killed thirty-one enemies and organized the entire group to kill fifty-five enemies. With accumulated merit, he was promoted to squadron leader. In the future, he will lead a squadron of one hundred brothers. Zhao Shuigen received a total bounty of 300 guan.
This time many residents of Baihusuo were also killed. Butcher Huang's family killed seven slaves and fifteen bandits. Received a bounty of 145 coins. Butcher Huang's smile was almost reaching his ears.
The casualties this time were also huge. Three thousand regiments were trained, plus 550 additional troops. A total of 3,550 people participated in the battle.
The final count was 2,100 killed. There are 345 disabled people, and these people will face retirement. Nearly a hundred of them will lose the ability to work. The rest can only do non-manual work.
There are only 1,100 regiment training personnel who can continue to serve. There are less than twenty people left in the Hundred Household Office. The strong men also suffered more than a hundred casualties.
Yang Fan discussed the land exchange with Mr. Wang Qi and Mr. Zhang Qi.
In any case, the wasteland on the other side of the river is much better than here, at least there are no stones. The river bank there is high and the flood cannot go up.
"This is a drawing of a waterwheel. It can use the power of water flow to raise the water to a height of five feet, so that all the land over there can be turned into irrigated land." Yang Fan took out the drawing of the Lanzhou waterwheel. .
"Sir, this is really good stuff," Zhang Zongqi and Wang Zongqi were excited.
Although there have been droughts in the past few years, there is always water in the Luanhe River. As long as the water can be lifted up, the wasteland there can be developed. There is no salt and alkali there, and there are no rocks everywhere.
"The wasteland over there will be developed enough for at least 2,000 households to farm. We can recruit some refugees and transfer them to military household registration. I'll leave this matter to you two."
"Don't worry, sir. We will fulfill our mission and select strong and good sons to add to our ranks."
"In addition to farming, I also want to set up a pasture. The area that is not suitable for farming will be used to raise livestock. I have seen the oxen, draft horses, and two thousand war horses I obtained this time, and none of them have been castrated. They can be kept for breeding. , and then we will buy some good livestock, breed them, and train them, so that we can be self-sufficient in the future and no longer need to purchase horses or livestock."
"That's great, sir, our family will be able to live a better life from now on." Wang Zongqi said excitedly.
Although the livestock on the pasture belong to adults personally, putting the pasture here can not only solve part of the employment problem, but there will definitely be no shortage of cattle for farming in the future.
At this time, the low grain output was also directly related to the lack of cattle. Now the people pulling the plows are the people themselves.
Cattle are rarely seen in the fields.
Don’t people know that by raising a cow, they can cultivate more land?
Of course we know, but it costs a lot of money for ordinary people to raise cattle. They also have to feed bean cakes when farming, otherwise the cattle will be exhausted.
Spending money is second, but the key is to raise cattle and spend money, but you won’t need it a few times.
Whenever they went to plow the fields, the servants of the squire's family and the guards' officers would lend them cattle for their own land.
How dare a farmer refuse to borrow, otherwise a severe beating would be a minor blow, and he would have to use a plow to plow the land. He would also have to buy bean cakes to feed the cows of the person who borrowed the cows. Eat well, but still fight hard, squeeze out one's strength is one's strength. If you don't feed it.
When people have used it, the cow is useless.
When the gentry and gentry are used up, and when the guards officers are used up, it’s the turn of the rogues from all over the country. Farmers can’t afford to offend these people. When all is used up, the farming season is over.
Over time, no one dared to raise cattle anymore. They all use people to pull the plows. There is less and less land available for farming, and a lot of land is abandoned.
They didn't dare to fertilize the land. If the land was well cultivated and fattened, it would probably cause disaster. Because the gentry seized the land, tragedies were staged every day in the Ming Dynasty.
Farmers can only let their land become barren and do not dare to let their own land be better than others.
The Ming Dynasty seemed to have entered a vicious cycle, with agriculture shrinking year by year.
Now a young man from hundreds of households has come to the small rocky beach, and it seems that he has given Junhumen a bright blue sky.
The military households who have lived in despair and numbness for generations are no longer the walking dead.
It was as if the wall of Ming Dynasty's big prison had been smashed open, and a ray of sunlight shone on their heads from the crack.
Your Excellency has said that in the future, all grain farming will be exempted and the land will be redistributed to everyone. According to the policy of their ancestors who were sent here by Emperor Taizu two hundred years ago, each person will receive fifty acres of land, and all of it will be irrigated land.
The Lord and the two commander-in-chiefs are arranging carpenters to build a large waterwheel. In the future, we can use water from the Luan River to irrigate the fields, and we will no longer be afraid of drought.
Your only request is that all food must be sold to hundreds of households at a fixed price. This parity price is the average price of grain in ten years.
The yield per acre of irrigated land can reach one quintal. If we can produce it twice a year, we can achieve two loads. A load of wheat was sold for five denarii. Fifty acres of two-crop wheat can be sold for fifty taels, which is a terrifying figure.
After calculating this account, the military households themselves were frightened by the results they calculated. Good days seem to fall from the sky.
Isn't this what the old man said about the military system of the Tang Dynasty? If so much land was allocated, military households could afford to bring their own horses, weapons, and armor.
Yang Fan does not need to collect the seeds from their fields, because Yang Fan will have a lot of things to sell to them in the future, and he only hopes that they will have purchasing power.
Even though the entire Ming Dynasty is sinking, I have the final say on this one-third of an acre of land.
Yang Fan knew that it was not climate change that caused the current predicament of the Ming Dynasty, nor was it the overall decline caused by natural disasters, but the unreasonable reality that caused everyone to make the situation worse and worse.
Yang Fan made up his mind to start from this small one hundred households, from these three hundred households, everything will be reset to zero, and new rules of the game will be started, just like a new sprout twisting and turning to avoid the pressure on his head. The stone eventually grew into a towering tree.
