After the Renwu Dynasty, the vassals of the Ming Dynasty were responsible for their own profits and losses, and at the same time paid taxes in the name of tribute regularly and at a fixed ratio.
Some vassal states may be particularly wealthy, mainly because they have resources that are easy to exploit, or they have rich agricultural and animal husbandry products, and they also have relatively large populations.
Some vassal states may be extremely poor, mainly because the environment is extremely harsh, or they may have nothing, maybe even no people.
The big food country is a very poor one.
There are only a very limited number of residents living in scattered oases in the desert, and transportation is very difficult.
Liusha County is located in a small bay, surrounded by three relatively close oasis settlements, so the capital was chosen here.
The people of Ming Dynasty are a farming people, and their favorite place is the fertile plain of Xintianfu. They don't even think of eating sand in such a place.
Xu Minghui, the trial officer of the Dashi Palace, is the most senior official who stayed at the Dashi Palace. After Chang Shi left, he was responsible for managing the daily affairs of the palace.
Xu Minghui received a message from Zuo Changshi Liu Zhixin a few days ago. In the next two days, craftsmen who can create income for the big food country will be coming.
There is also the future Duke of Xianbei and his family who want to pass by here and want to visit the capital of Prince Dashi.
Liu Zhixin reminded Xu Minghui to be ready to receive him.
Xu Minghui is more welcoming to the former. Creating income is a matter of good intention and anyone can give it a try.
But for the latter, Xu Minghui was not in a good mood. You just passed by when you passed by, why did you stop to visit?
See how poor our palace is?
The key is how much the reception will cost...
However, no matter what he thought or how he buckled, Xu Minghui still had to be patient and come out to receive him. @ESSENTIAL\/SHUKEG·No mistake first release~~
Although the other party is still a Western Yi now, he will be the Duke of the Ming Dynasty in the future.
No matter what the passengers and receptionists thought, the two large passenger ships carrying guests from different directions completed their docking.
Because the wharf in Liusha County is relatively small and there is no clear distinction between freight and passenger transportation, the distance between the two large ships is very close.
When Luo Yashan's family disembarked, they could see that the immigration ship opposite was also disembarking people, and at the same time, it soon began to unload.
Xu Minghui and his party first met the Luo Yashan family.
The other party's appearance is obviously that of a mixed race, but the whole family is dressed in Ming style, the wife is completely Ming, and the children can hardly recognize the Xiyi image.
Xu Minghui's unhappiness eased a little:
"Xu Minghui, the trial chief of the Dashi Kingdom, has met Prince Alexander."
Luo Yashan brought a very standard return gift from his family, leaving Xu Minghui and other officials unable to find any fault.
The accent is also very standard, which won some praise from the other party.
After the two sides exchanged a few polite words, Luo Yashan took the initiative to talk to the other party:
"May I ask the judge, is the other ship docked here coming to provide supplies or repairs?"
Xu Minghui waved his hand directly and said:
"No, that is an immigrant ship from the Ming Dynasty, and this is their destination.
"I am also about to receive the guests over there. The Duke can take a carriage to the hotel to rest first."
Luo Yashan and his wife and children behind him were stunned:
"Immigrate here?"
Xu Minghui did not continue to explain, casually confessed to Luo Yashan, and then left directly.
He directly led the team to receive the craftsmen on the other side.
Luo Yashan, the Lucia prince and the future Duke of Xianbei, was left hanging on the roadside and handed over to a few ordinary receptionists.
Luo Yashan was a little uncomfortable, but he quickly got used to it.
After all, he is just a "barbarian" prince. At most he can only compete with the prince's son of the Ming Dynasty. In the future, at most he will be the Duke of Xianbei from a foreign vassal.
The King of Food was the pro-vassal prince of the Ming Dynasty, and he was the official who tried the official affairs of the Kingdom of Great Food, second only to Chang Shi.
Although he can only be regarded as a sixth-rank official in the Ming Dynasty, outside the mainland, he is not inferior to foreign vassals and barbarian monarchs.
The other party took the initiative to come over and be polite for a while, which was considered to have given him face.
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The prince...
Not to mention the prince and grandson, even if he was just an earl of the Ming Dynasty, the other party would definitely welcome him into the city in person.
After his title as Duke of the Ming Dynasty is confirmed, the situation may be slightly better.
Luo Yashan sighed secretly in his heart, and thought of the other party's answer just now, so he subconsciously looked back at the surrounding environment.
Still can't believe that Ming Dynasty wants to immigrate to such a place.
But Luo Yashan quickly remembered that when he got off the boat, he saw machinery and equipment being unloaded on the opposite side.
"Is it possible to mine some minerals here?"
Zhao Xinlian shook her head subconsciously:
"I haven't heard of any minerals here..."
The whole family here can't see why.
Xu Minghui over there had already greeted Zheng Fuguang, and said hello with a smile on his face:
"But Zheng Fuguang and Zheng Gong? I am the judge of the Dashi Prince's Palace."
Zheng Fuguang is a graduate of the Craftsman University, has a seventh-level intermediate craftsman certificate, and is the person in charge of the aviation fuel raw material exploration project. First update@
Zhu Jingyuan's mother, Liang Yunying, went to the Craftsman University specifically to look for her at Wang Zhenyi's suggestion.
Such a large project cannot be carried out without high-level craftsmen.
Zheng Fuguang's name was also specially written on the telegram to notify Xu Minghui.
But now Zheng Fuguang himself was in a complicated mood. Exploring oil was originally a bottomless task.
I don’t know how long I will have to eat sand in this big desert.
Zheng Fuguang cheered up and bowed his hand to Xu Minghui in return:
"I am the one who has met Mr. Inquisitor."
"You are welcome……"
Xu Minghui agreed with a smile, and then the other craftsmen bowed their hands and saluted, and at the same time greeted them to get in the car and go to the city:
"Everyone has been working hard all the way. Please follow me to the dormitory to settle down and rest. Tomorrow, I will host a banquet to welcome you."
Xu Minghui and Zheng Fuguang rode in the same carriage, and chatted with Zheng Fuguang on the way.
Luo Yashan took his wife and children in another carriage.
Sophia watched Xu Minghui receive Zheng Fuguang through the window, and asked with some confusion and curiosity:
"Father, mother, who are those people? Why did the official from the Dashi Country accompany them in person instead of us?"
Zhao Xinlian could tell that the people over there should not be officials, otherwise they should change into official uniforms when disembarking.
The clothes don't look like a nobleman, but look like a craftsman, and he is so young that he can only be a mid-level craftsman at best.
A group of craftsmen were all treated better than her husband, Prince Lucia.
Ming officials' discrimination against Thais and Westerners was still so serious.
Zhao Xinlian felt helpless and touched her daughter's hair without telling her the truth:
"It should be a nobleman from the capital of the Ming Dynasty."
Although Liusha County has been established for hundreds of years, it still only has one rammed earth city wall, which looks very crude.
The houses and palaces in the city are the same as those in the native towns of the Ming Dynasty.
The houses in the city are relatively shabby, the bumpy streets are deserted, and there is no popularity at all.
Both Zheng Fuguang and the craftsmen, as well as the Luo Yashan family, were once again shocked by the scene in the city.
Xu Minghui's expression was quite embarrassing:
"We... are a big food country with barren land and sparsely populated areas. We are really... embarrassed.
"So I really ask Mr. Zheng and all the craftsmen to drill out oil in my food."
Zheng Fuguang was also a little embarrassed and quickly corrected him:
"No, no, we are not here to find oil, we are here to find raw materials for aviation fuel.
“Although we have a map from His Highness and have identified several potentially useful drilling sites, this kind of thing cannot be guaranteed.
"We can only say that we also hope to be able to produce oil... no, raw materials for aviation fuel."
Xu Minghui was stunned when he heard:
"Isn't aviation fuel just fuel? Isn't the raw material for refining fuel oil?"
Zheng Fuguang immediately corrected:
"No, no, no, according to the Royal Flying Machine. (This chapter is not finished!)
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According to Mr. Wang, the manager of the equipment company, oil is the exclusive industry of the royal consortium, but aviation fuel is not.
"At the very least, the business scope of our Daming Airlines includes the production and sales of aviation fuel, but does not include petroleum."
Xu Minghui finally realized that this was a loophole in the policy.
If it were someone else, even if they discovered this loophole, they would not dare to exploit it, nor would they have the ability to exploit it.
But that would be no problem for Prince Dashi. Even if he is discovered by his father and grandfather, the most he can do is give him a lesson.
The key is that it is impossible for others to obtain the right to operate aviation fuel, so there is no chance to take advantage of the loopholes.
Xu Minghui originally thought that even if Dashi Country drilled its own oil, it could only be managed by the royal consortium.
Now it seems that this big food country can do it on its own, drill, mine, smelt and even sell it on its own.
Xu Minghui nodded quickly after understanding:
"Yes, yes, the raw materials for aviation fuel, we must find this for our food country.
"It is certain that the iron ore and coal mines are gone, and this is all we can ask for in the food country."
Zheng Fuguang reluctantly agreed, and could only repeatedly express that he would try his best and hoped to ship the goods.
While the two were chatting like this, they arrived at the dormitory that Xu Minghui had prepared for them in advance, a three-story simple tube building.
A former Liusha County King planned to rely on his status as a king to open a machinery manufacturing factory in the country.
As a result, after construction started, I realized that there was basically no local market.
All raw materials are imported, production costs are relatively high, workers are low-level, and product quality is relatively limited.
Whether in the Ming Dynasty or in other vassal markets, it was impossible to compete with the royal consortium.
As a result, everything was lost in the end, leaving only a few factories and several dormitories.
Now it's time to pack it up and accommodate the new people from the aviation fuel company.
Using the dormitories of a closed factory might not be a good sign, but there's nothing you can't make do with in Liusha County.
We must also thank this former Liusha County King, otherwise Zheng Fuguang and his party would have to live in ordinary people's homes or even set up tents.
Xu Minghui settled down Zheng Fuguang and other craftsmen, and immediately went to the post house to have dinner with Luo Yashan's family.
The post house is just a two-story enclosed garden, and it is for both public and private use, otherwise it would be difficult to raise maintenance fees.
The restaurant is like a small factory canteen, with very rough food on several large plates on a simple or even rough wooden table.
When Xu Minghui and Zheng Fuguang were together, they kept complaining about the poverty in the food country.
But when facing Luo Yashan's family, they seemed to be very lively and luxurious, constantly urging Luo Yashan and his son to eat and drink.
But poverty is visible at a glance.
After all, Luo Yashan is the prince of Lucia. The family has never eaten any delicacies, and now it feels like they are at the home of an ordinary squire.
Although there are many types of meat, fruits, and vegetarian dishes, the portions are also large, and diners will never be able to finish them all.
But those were obviously not valuable things, so the whole family frowned while listening.
Sovia leaned into her mother's ear and whispered in confusion:
"Mom, why is Dashi Country so poor, but these officials and servants are still so proud?"
Zhao Xinlian looked around and found that both officials and servants were in good spirits.
At least he behaved energetically in front of his family.
So he lowered his voice and answered in a low voice:
"Because they are all from Ming Dynasty."
Sophia said with some confusion:
"That's not right. They are just people from the Great Food Country, a vassal country of the Ming Dynasty. They are not the real people of the Ming Dynasty."
Sofia spoke a little louder, which attracted the attention of an accompanying official not far away.
The other party's face suddenly became harder to look at.
For the people of the Ming Dynasty, calling each other directly as Ming people can gain their friendship the fastest.
Clearly saying that the other party is not from Ming Dynasty is also the easiest way to anger the other party.
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Zhao Xinlian quickly stretched out a finger:
"Shh... stop talking, let's eat. After dinner, we should leave..."
The Luo Yashan family finished their meal patiently, walked around Liusha City for a while and then left.
This time Xu Minghui arrived at the dock and watched them get on the boat before leaving.
Then I began to feel sorry for today's expenses, and began to look forward to Zheng Fuguang and his party being able to dig out the oil.
The Luo Yashan family felt that what they ate and drank was not valuable, but they overlooked one point.
This is the Quicksand City of the Great Food Country, an oasis city on the edge of the desert, with very poor local products.
There are endless fruits, vegetables, and meat here, which is truly luxurious.
Xu Minghui returned to the palace, and he and Dianbo calculated the expenses again, and spent a long time calculating carefully.
The food served to Luo Yashan's family was distributed to the servants and could not be wasted.
The next morning, Xu Minghui entertained the craftsmen again.
This time he was one of his own, so he stopped showing off and began to cry desperately about poverty. Zheng Fuguang was speechless as he cried. First update@
Zheng Fuguang also wanted to complete the task early, so he led a team out of the city to survey the next day.
As a result, Xu Minghui followed him very curiously.
Zheng Fuguang asked helplessly:
"Master Juzheng, why did you follow me outside the city? Don't you need to deal with official business?"
Xu Minghui smiled bitterly, shook his head and waved his hands:
"There is nothing that needs to be dealt with at any time. Your search for raw materials for aviation fuel is the most important thing for our big food country.
"Gong Zheng, where are you going to drill? To find... fuel raw materials? Just outside Quicksand City?"
Zheng Fuguang could only explain patiently:
“According to the map left by His Highness, we will first drill wells on the seaside around Liusha County, and then expand to the surrounding areas.
"The small bay where Liusha City is located, the island in the middle, and the peninsula to the north will all be tried later.
"Finally, we will go inland, about 80 kilometers southwest of Liusha County, and finally go to Baku."
The location of Liusha County is almost the Dammam Port in Saudi Arabia in later generations, which is the largest oil export port in Saudi Arabia.
It was originally a small settlement that developed rapidly after the discovery of oil.
Therefore, there is probably oil underground in Liusha County now.
There must be places where oil can be drilled around the small bays around the county, so find it here first.
As for the place 80 kilometers southwest of the county seat, that is the location of Saudi Arabia's largest oil field.
Zhu Jingyuan only knew the approximate locations of these places. It was impossible to remember the longitude and latitude coordinates. He could only draw a circle on the map.
Let Zheng Fuguang and others search in and around this circle.
Xu Minghui nodded slightly:
"If the oil is drilled just outside the city, it would be really convenient to just load it onto a ship and transport it away. But how deep does the well need to be?"
Zheng Fuguang once again conveyed the words he saw left by Zhu Jingyuan:
"Drill to 1,500 meters first. If that doesn't work, then deepen to 2,000 meters..."
Drilling is considered an advantageous industry in the Ming Dynasty, because the people of the Ming Dynasty have long had a tradition of mining well salt.
In the Qing Dynasty during the historical agricultural era, thousands of meters of salt wells were dug using traditional tools and animal power.
Salt wells produce both brine and gas. The brine is ancient seawater that was pressed underground, and the gas is modern natural gas.
Ancient people boiled brine directly with gas to obtain edible well salt.
In Zhu Jingyuan's previous life, the salt on the market was still mainly well salt.
In this generation, the Ming Dynasty completed industrialization ahead of schedule, and drilling-related technologies also experienced great development.
Now it is possible to drill wells more than two thousand meters deep.
As for the depth of oil reservoirs in the Persian Gulf, Zhu Jingyuan remembered that it was no more than 1,500 meters.
Zhu Jingyuan had already asked Zheng Fuguang to show leniency to his enemies. .
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