After a moment of silence, Cheng Yin could only say something calmly: "How much money is needed is a matter for the Ministry of Revenue. I only need to propose a management plan."
Qin Feng snorted in his heart. He had seen many people like this who could only talk on paper before.
For someone like Qin Feng, who spent all his time running the market in his previous life and was an absolute activist, he was not qualified to be called an opponent.
Qin Feng faced Emperor Liang, raised his hands, and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "There is no need to trouble the adults of the Ministry of Household Affairs. There are more than 137,000 sugarcane farmers in the northwest, and the scattered sugarcane fields add up to more than 2 million acres. . If you want to relocate sugarcane farmers, you can only move from the northwest to Jingyun Road. Only Jingyun Road has suitable and idle fields for cultivating sugarcane fields.
"This trip is a thousand miles away, which is equivalent to transporting grain and grass from the southern granary to the northwest border. If we transport grain and grass for the 130,000 frontier troops, how much loss will be incurred on the road? No need for juniors to tell you, all of you adults are well aware of it.
"Even if all conditions are perfect, as long as the money is lost, I will give you a small account.
"For 137,000 people to cross a thousand miles, it is calculated at half the marching speed. This is still faster, and it will take a full month. The frontier army is paid three stones and three dou per month, and each dou of miscellaneous grain is five cents. The loss of this food will cost 22,605 taels of silver."
Speaking of this, Emperor Liang's eyes were extremely bright. He didn't expect that a mere well-dressed young master could understand people's livelihood matters in such detail. I'm afraid even the vast majority of officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs are not as good as Qin Feng!
Qin Tianhu was also greatly surprised, and secretly sighed: "When did this brat go to the sugar producing areas to inspect?! Otherwise, how could he know so much about sugarcane farmers?"
Sugar is one of Qin Feng's current core industries. The life and death of sugarcane farmers are equivalent to Qin Feng's life and death. Naturally, it is necessary to understand the situation of the northwest cane sugar producing areas through various channels.
When Cheng Yin heard that Qin Feng's calculation was so clear, his old face was extremely stiff, but his tone was pretending to be relaxed: "It's only 20,000 taels of silver. If it can feed and clothe 170,000 sugarcane farmers, why bother?"
While Qin Feng was greeting Cheng Yin's ancestors in his heart, he scolded the literati for harming the country, but his face was full of respect: "Sir, don't be anxious.
"Jingyun Road is one of the main producing areas of millet. Although there are some idle fields, they are all reserve fields reserved for local farmers. After all, millet is one of the five grains and the lifeblood of the world.
"If you want to cultivate sugarcane fields, it's not impossible. Naturally, you have to purchase the fields at market prices. The annual rent for one acre of land is 800 cents. If you want to restore the size of the sugarcane fields, you need... Oh, sir, don't you know? Then let this junior Tell you."
Qin Feng ignored Cheng Yin, who looked ugly, and said a number with a smile: "One million six hundred thousand taels of silver."
"this……"
Cheng Yin was shocked when he heard this figure. After all, this amount of money was not trivial to the national treasury.
The Confucian scholars who gathered around Cheng Yin couldn't wait any longer and started to defend themselves.
"Since it is a reserve field, the rent of this field can be cashed out after there is a harvest."
"That's right, we are all our own people, why do we need to calculate so clearly?"
Qin Feng was still smiling, showing great respect for Confucian scholars, but he was cursing in his heart, you know what a chicken!
But since they raised the issue, Qin Feng had to solve it, otherwise the debate would be meaningless. He immediately handed over his hands and said: "If we sign a debt contract, who will sign it? Sugarcane farmers? They have lived in their ancestral land in the northwest for generations. , traveled thousands of miles to a foreign land, and was in debt before he could establish his feet. Which sugarcane farmer is willing to move? If it is signed by the court, firstly, it will increase pressure on the national treasury, and secondly, lower-level officials will profit from it. How to solve the problem? "
All the Confucian scholars were blushing, but no one refuted it.
Qin Feng struck while the iron was hot, and his tone was obviously much more serious: "As we all know, the profit of cane sugar is much better than that of food. When the time comes, farmers who have grown millet for generations will switch to cane sugar when they see the high profit of cane sugar. Food will be scarce and food prices will rise. how?
"What impact will these 137,000 sugarcane farmers moving into Jingyun Road have on the local people's livelihood? Can the local area absorb so many victims in one go?
"Have you forgotten that it is clearly written in the "Daliang Rules: People's Livelihood Volume": All people affected by disasters are not allowed to flee in large numbers. If the number exceeds 3,000, those below the county magistrate will be sent to the army; if the number exceeds 5,000, the county magistrate will be dismissed!"
The entire hall was silent. Not to mention other officials, even the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs had their heads down. After all, they had been in high positions for a long time, and no one could say anything about such delicate matters of people's livelihood.
Cheng Yin was speechless. He was familiar with the "Strategy for the Governance of the Country", in which the strategies for governing the people were written in black and white. Any disaster victims should be rescued.
I never thought that the involvement would be so deep.
Finally, Emperor Liang let out a sigh of relief and said, "Qin Feng, do you have any ideas to help farmers?"
Qin Feng cupped his hands and said: "Sage, laboring the people hurts money. Mobilizing people not only hurts money but also hurts the roots. It is better to be still than to move. Otherwise, no matter how much money is spent to solve one problem, it will only create more problems. Ways to help sugarcane farmers , does not depend on the sugarcane farmers themselves, but on the good planting environment. Ultimately, in one word, the northwest is peaceful!"
Only then did everyone wake up from a dream, and together with Qin Feng, he was still talking about the expedition to Beidi!
The officials sent by the Lord Peace Officers looked at each other in shock, secretly cursing Qin Feng for being cunning and cunning. On the surface, he talked about helping the victims, but behind his back, he was fueling the war in Beidi.
Damn it, it’s so hard to guard against!
Li Zhan was originally worried that after retiring from the court, he would have to bear the wrath of the saint with his old bones, and he didn't know whether he would be able to survive today.
As a result, when Qin Feng heard the last four sonorous and powerful words of "peace in the northwest", his face suddenly brightened. He wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Qin Feng to thank him for saving his life.
Li Zhan looked at the saint secretly, and as expected, he was already very happy.
Emperor Liang sighed restrainedly but without losing his majesty: "What a peace in the northwest! If I, the Liang Dynasty, are so brave, why should I be afraid of the little Beidi?"
Qin Tianhu secretly wiped his sweat, feeling as if he had been through the gates of hell. He had secretly made up his mind. After returning home, he must interrogate Qin Feng and find out what this brat has been up to recently.
Is it possible that this strategy of governing the country is also taught in "Tiangong Kaiwu"?
Cheng Yin's face was red, his long beard was swaying, and his heart was full of unwillingness.
As a leader of civilized people, it is really unreasonable for him to be silenced by a young boy!
Cheng Yin directly flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "Relocating sugarcane farmers will waste people and money. Doesn't it mean that going to Beidi will not waste people and money? Do you know how much money is needed after a national war?"
Qin Feng saluted Cheng Yin again, but this salute was extremely dazzling: "Sir, Beidi's soldiers are strong and their horses are strong, and they are good at riding and shooting. Once the war breaks out, it will be a protracted and fierce war. The most conservative estimate is that it will cost tens of millions of silver." two."
Ten million taels...
The situation that had been restored by Qin Feng instantly fell back...
