"Thank you for the reward, general!" Apu hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him. He was secretly glad that this Tang general was really a generous man. It seemed that he had made the right choice this time.
"Okay, you can leave!"
As soon as the backs of Apu and others disappeared at the door, Cui Hongdu came out from behind: "I bet that these three guys will not come back if they go out. What a pity for those three good horses!"
"There are two hundred good horses in the stables of the village, but these three are still missing!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "And where can they escape to? As long as we find out that they killed their masters as slaves, everyone will want them. Even if you run away to the ends of the earth, there will be no place for you!"
"That's true, then why do you want them to do this?"
"Although this Chaichuan Gate is called a gate, it has a blacksmith's shop, a water mill, a carpenter's shop, a tannery and other workshops. There are even workshops for making sauce and wine. It can be said that even though it is a small sparrow, it has all the internal organs. But it is light. A house with tools but without a craftsman is just an empty decoration and is of no use.”
"That's true!" Zhang Junyan interjected: "I just took a closer look. The manor is really well run. The surrounding fields are fertile, and there are several irrigation canals. There are vegetable gardens and orchards nearby, and there is a mill by the river. The surrounding mountains They are all planted with chestnut trees, mulberry trees and lacquer trees. The village where my house is by the Yi River is not as good as this one!"
"Really? Is this Zhuangzi so good?" Master Shen was surprised. Everyone knew that Zhang Junyan's great ancestor was a disciple of Jia Sixie (the author of "The Art of Qi Min"), and his family was famous for being good at managing rural areas. There are more than ten manors, the smallest of which has an income of three to five thousand bolts of silk every year, and the one by the Yi River is the leader among the more than ten manors, and the grain wealth collected every year is worth ten thousand bolts of silk. There are so many that they are nicknamed Wanpi Village.
"Yeah!" Zhang Junyan nodded: "In terms of business operations, this village is still worse, but the water and soil here are better, the fields are larger, and the rivers and canals are ready-made, and there is ready-made clay nearby that can be burned. Tao, there are more mulberry and lacquer forests on the mountain. Pigs can be raised in the chestnut grove, fish can be raised by the river, and bees can be kept on the mountain. If you give me three to five years to renovate it, it will definitely be better than that manor!"
"Hahaha, Junyan, are you planning to stay in Baekje and work as a farm shepherd?" Shen Faseng said with a smile.
"What's wrong with that?" Zhang Junyan said with a serious face: "If I can be the owner of the village safely, then my trip to Baekje will not be in vain!"
At this point, everyone's gaze towards Zhang Junyan also changed subtly, from the original ridicule and teasing to recognition. After all, for everyone, land is the source of wealth. Food, cloth, and silk all come from the land. A large amount of fertile land, carefully managed, self-sufficient, and passed on to future generations is everyone's dream. But such a dream was extremely difficult to realize in the Tang Dynasty. Even though everyone was motivated by pride, the family property belonged to the clan, and the amount allocated to an individual was at most two to three hundred acres of land, like Chaichuanzha. A large manor with a population of four to five thousand people and hundreds of thousands of acres of land around it. If he is not a relative of the emperor, he is a founding hero. Ordinary wealthy households will definitely not have it.
"Everyone!" Wang Wenzuo's voice pulled everyone back from their thoughts: "I just said that there is everything in this village, but if there are no people, it is useless in our hands, but if we can pull people out When they come back, it will be different.”
"Sanlang, are you trying to run this Zhuangzi? These are all Baekje people!" Yuan Aolie asked.
"So what?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Aren't Yuan Fei and Sangqiu both from Baekje? I plan to use this village as a model. For those Baekje people who are willing to stay, I will only charge 15% of the land rent. , and the surrounding villages are the same, as long as they obey me and rent 15% of their land to me, I will not infringe on them, and I will try my best to protect them from others!"
Everyone present couldn't help but gasped, and Cui Hongdu asked: "Sanlang, this is not a joke. We only have more than a thousand people, and we are more than capable of defending ourselves. If we say anything else, it is not enough!"
"Let's take it step by step. There are so many workshops and shops in this village. They are definitely not just for the people in the village. The surrounding villages also rely on this village. Rice grinding, making sauce, and making farm tools are all indispensable. , as long as we stay out of the way, there will naturally be exchanges. I have said before, if the Baekje people unite as one, we will definitely lose in the end, but if they cannot, then our chance will come!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded. The various workshops in Chaichuanzha are complete, and they must not only serve the thousands of residents. Villages within a radius of dozens of miles will also come here to trade. However, the war has temporarily stopped, but these The demand will not disappear. As long as the craftsmen and shops are there and they do not interfere or destroy it, it will gradually recover over time. As long as this kind of business activity is restored, whether it is taxation or other things, it will be much more convenient, and there is no need to attack each village. Although everyone has not read Ma Zhe, they all understand the principle that the economic base determines the superstructure.
Yuan Aoli stood up suddenly and said with a smile: "Since it is so important, how can it only be done by those three guys? Why don't you let me bring some troops to capture them!"
"No need!" Wang Wenzuo motioned Yuan Aolie to sit down: "People can't stand without trust. Since we have promised to let them leave, then if we arrest them again, it will be a self-destruction of our promise? Don't worry, it is winter now and there is heavy snow everywhere. , there are thousands of them, many old and weak, and they only have five days of rations. Where can they go? Which village has so much surplus food to take them in? In the final analysis, they are just afraid that we will massacre the city and take revenge. They will naturally come back after two days of starvation. , I sent the three of them there just as an introduction to let them know that Switzerland is very safe!"
True Hyeon City.
Black Teeth Changzhi walked through the long and narrow corridor, and his hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, just like his anxious mood at this time - if there was no emergency, Sha Zha Xiangru would never send someone to call him, everyone knew He was very busy preparing to send troops.
"I'm afraid we have to change our plan!" Sha Zha Xiangru said without going around in circles: "Chaichuan Gate has fallen!"
"Who did this idiot Miao Fu?"
"I agree with the first half of your sentence. That guy is indeed a fool!" Sha Zha Xiangru smiled, as if this was a very interesting thing: "It was a group of Tang soldiers who did it. They sent a detachment to hide in the cave at night. In the jungle near Chaichuan Gate, our team swaggered into formation at the gate of Chaichuan Gate after dawn the next day. That idiot mistakenly thought there was an opportunity, so he sent troops to bypass the enemy's flanks and rear, hoping to attack from both front and back - "
