Yang Gan said in shock.
"That's not good, how can ordinary businessmen live?"
Zhang Yumeng immediately stopped talking. She didn't know much about this kind of thing. It was just that increasing the number of caravans would increase income.
But the reality is not like this.
Every change in a government decree involves the distribution of benefits. If you eat more, others will eat less.
Although there were not many merchants in Liaodong, Yang Qian didn't kill many merchants in Shangguo. The cake could only grow bigger, so it was not a wise move to encourage business rashly.
Let the matter be put aside for now.
Yang Gan also felt that there was indeed a need to increase the number of merchants.
Yuntong County vigorously develops water transportation, but it only extends from Yuntong County to Taihuang County. If this canal can be built southward.
Isn’t that a canal that runs from north to south and is longer than the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal?
In this way, not only commerce and trade will be developed, but cultural communication between the north and the south will also be easy to unify.
Just a few days.
A large number of soldiers, auxiliaries and soldiers of the Polu Army were warned and began to build simple buildings, especially fences, outside Luoyi City.
Just like a military camp, it's a pity that these swarms of buildings are for internal defense, almost surrounding the entire Luoyi City.
After several months of running-in, Shangguo soldiers have actively integrated into the army.
Life in the military camp is relatively boring, but there are still some interesting activities under the leadership of Yang Gan.
For example, a week is seven days, with training every five days and two days off. Although there is no place to go, the military will also hold some interest classes.
For example, reading and writing, playing chess, games, or wrestling, javelin, and bow and arrow competitions.
If you win or come out on top, you will be rewarded with some wine or canned fruit, and even luxuries such as sesame oil and soap.
Yuntong County has no shortage of these industrial products. What it lacks is how to make the soldiers not feel bored.
When the soldiers of the border army got to know the soldiers from the Central Plains, they all discovered that although these small soldiers were not as physically strong as them, these people had very tough characters and very flexible minds.
The Shangguo soldiers also discovered that these big men from the north had a naive look on their faces when they were not fighting, as long as they did not offend them.
They are still very friendly.
After becoming familiar with each other, some northern soldiers also made friends in the Central Plains, and the Central Plains soldiers also found some northern friends.
Customs and habits are also communicated unconsciously.
This is what Yang Gan wants to see.
At night, although they went to bed early, they would read some books compiled by Yang Gan every night.
We are all one family.
Although the habits are different, the culture and blood are from the same origin. Anyway, it is just a burst of learning.
With farm machinery arriving by ship.
The soldiers had something to do again.
Except for the tens of thousands of elites who did not have to work, the rest of the soldiers joined the construction team in full swing.
Reclaiming wasteland was a life-threatening matter in ancient times, but with the help of Yuntong County's machinery, a large amount of soil was reclaimed. A carriage would come immediately behind, with soldiers standing on top, spreading out spoonfuls of composted fertilizer.
There is probably no chance this year. The fertilizer must be properly integrated with the land before planting next year.
Livestock farms were also built one after another.
A large number of officials took control of Luoyi. According to the experience of various countries in the Central Plains, conflicts would inevitably occur.
So what if it’s the king’s edict?
Although this place is not developed, there are still a large number of nobles and landlords.
It is normal to cause conflicts, and it is nothing more than interests.
But these officials are completely different from officials in other vassal states.
They have a strong sense of identity, a sense of collective honor, and regular training and learning.
Everyone knows how to deal with such problems.
Call all the nobles and farmers with more land and gather them together.
Then implement the policy.
The gentry, landowners and farmers below all looked at the officials on the high platform. They did not dare to speak too loudly and only dared to whisper and complain.
After all, with nearly a thousand troops standing next to him, who would dare to mess around.
There is also the terrifying name of Marquis Wu'an.
The official began to read loudly.
"In Daxia, under the jurisdiction of Marquis Wu'an of Yuntong County, the land system is different from other places. I will tell you next."
"First: If you have your own land, we don't care if it's less than ten acres. If it exceeds one hundred acres, for each additional acre, you need to pay 50% of Luoyi's average grain production every year."
Suddenly, the faces of the people below changed.
Damn, you still have the nerve to say it's a tax payment, but those who don't know better think it's a robbery.
This Marquis of Wu'an is really dark.
Especially some soldiers, whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Second: Land cannot be bought and sold privately. It can be sold to the government at a premium of 30%. Those who violate the order will have all their property and land confiscated. If the amount of land sold is huge, after the property and land are confiscated, the whole family will be registered as slaves."
"Third: Private land can be exchanged for leased land. One acre of land can be exchanged for two acres for a period of thirty years. After thirty years, it will be returned to the government."
"If you want to continue leasing after thirty years, you can rent according to your individual share. If you have meritorious service, you can increase the share of the lease. If you have more children, you can also increase the share of the lease."
"Fourth: For leased land, all taxes are added together, and the annual harvest is 30%, and the head tax is half. After three years, only 20% of the tax is needed."
After closing the official document, the official in charge looked down at the people with faces as deep as the bottom of a pot, and asked loudly.
"After I have finished reading, if you have any questions, please choose a representative to speak out."
The following immediately started chirping, and after a short time, a few people who seemed to be relatively highly respected were selected to stand up.
A relatively wealthy middle-aged man slightly held his hand.
"Sir, the land belongs to us. Why should we take it back? I can sell it if I want and buy it if I want. Why should the land be confiscated?"
The official sneered and thought to himself, I don't even have private land myself, and the harm of private land is so great. It is clearly stated in the Marquis's books that as long as the land is privately owned, the country will inevitably perish, so it is better to do so.
Unconsciously, some officials' ideas have begun to follow Yang Qian's footsteps.
Usually these officials will be promoted faster because they can quickly pass on Yang Qian's orders.
"Why confiscate it? Because this is the rule of the area where our Yuntong County belongs. It is the rule set by the Marquis of Wu'an. Whoever touches it will die."
"Don't talk about you, even I only have 20 acres of private land at home, and the rest is leased land."
"Give you a chance to choose. The fertile land can be sold to the government, and you can choose to return to Liao Kingdom."
At this time, an old man with white beard and hair came out. He was older but had a loud voice.
"We all have our own private land, but Marquis Wu'an suddenly has to pay 30% of the rent. Is it too heavy? Tenants work for us, and there was no poll tax in the past."
"If all private fields are abolished and only leased fields are turned over, and 30% is handed over, then we collect 50% every year, and the tenant farmers pay half the head tax, leaving only 15%. Wouldn't this mean that the tenant farmers will starve to death?"
The official's face suddenly smiled.
"Then why don't you pay 30% and you get 1.5%? Half of it is the tenant farmer's poll tax, and the remaining 50% is given to the tenant farmer?"
In an instant, the expressions of everyone below suddenly changed.
"One and a half percent? Do you want to starve us to death?"
"Yeah, how can you live with only 15%?"
"There are more than thirty slaves in my house, 1.5%? I can't even feed my slaves."
"Marquis Wu'an, you want to kill us."
The official didn't panic at all. He took the water and took a sip. He looked at the faces of the people below who were fighting for their own interests.
Seeing the hundreds of people getting more violent, the general at the head gave a loud shout.
"alert!"
In an instant, the soldiers in the front row took out their big shields to defend themselves, while the soldiers in the back row held heavy crossbows.
Upon seeing this posture, the hundreds of people suddenly fell into silence.
These are not their soldiers who fish every day. They are veterans who have come off the battlefield.
Not only the border troops of Xia Kingdom but also the surrender troops of Shang Kingdom were not something they could provoke.
I saw everyone was quiet.
The official said calmly.
"Are you done arguing?"
"The quarrel is not over yet, you continue to quarrel."
Everyone was silent and looked at the officials weakly, like the little daughter-in-law who was bullied. Some people were even on the verge of tears of grievance.
The official took over an official document and said calmly.
"It seems that you all have no objections, then I will make an announcement."
"The devil has no objection."
"What the hell, you withdraw the soldiers and see if I have any objections."
"That's right, it's kind of a one-on-one challenge."
"Brother, you can't beat him!"
"I'm just going to get high orally, what are you afraid of!"
Ignore the thoughts of those below.
The official asked the soldiers to carry down the baskets of steaming things and said.
"These things are food grown in our Yuntong County. You can eat them first. After you finish, I will talk about it."
Hundreds of people looked at him suspiciously.
The old man pointed at the official in disbelief.
"We didn't say we disagreed. Have you poisoned me? Marquis Wu'an wants to destroy all the noble clans in Luoyi?"
The officer's mouth twitched sharply.
"It's easy to kill you. Why waste poison? Eat it later."
Some people look at me and I look at you, but they don’t dare to eat.
At this time, a tall general with a touch of disdain on his lips walked forward, took out a cooked potato from the box, and bit into it without even peeling it.
In an instant, a unique aroma of potatoes wafted out.
The potatoes were relatively large, and the general ate them with gusto. Halfway through the meal, he got some soy sauce, dipped it in, and soon slurped two fist-sized potatoes and burped.
Seeing someone trying to eat them, these people also took out the potatoes and started eating them.
Others couldn't help but eat the bright yellow corn.
The main reason is that the potatoes are not very fragrant, but the corn is really fragrant.
"Oh my gosh, this, this tastes delicious."
"This dumpling is just so-so, but this yellow stick is so fragrant."
