"Zhao Fengming!"
"The villain is here!"
"You have errands, so don't worry about your 300 fields. Of course, this county has not been dismissed. You can find a brother and relative to help manage it. Your task is to find a few old farmers and plant these herbs in a few acres of fields. You can learn how to plant them first. After planting them, not only will you buy them at the price, but the county will also receive many rewards!" Fang Xin said seriously.
If the epidemic prevention pill is made, it will naturally be a huge profit. Both the governments and governments can be rich. The key is that if the effect is good, this province will no longer be a terrible path in the Central Plains and Jiangnan. A large number of Han people will enter this province, and trade and education will follow.
"I understand, the villain will definitely do it well." Zhao Fengming said as he kowtowed.
"There is another thing. In the hillside, you can plant kudzu vines for me, plant them all over the hillside, and then raise fifty pigs. Next year, the county will buy them and you can distribute them." Fang Xin said again.
"Kudzu?"
"Yes, it's actually wild. When spring comes, you can plant it." Fang Xin said without explaining.
In fact, potatoes are the killing weapon of the dynasty. Generally, the yield per mu is about 3,000 kilograms. You should know that the top paddy fields in this era were only 400 per mu, which is a huge difference. Therefore, once the potatoes come out, the world will be peaceful.
However, although there were no potatoes in ancient times, there were also kudzu vines, especially in mountainous areas and the province, which were suitable for growth almost all year round.
Knot vines can grow on hillsides, valleys, shrubs, and forest edges. They have strong adaptability to soil. Whether it is red soil, loess, mud and sandy soil or barren slopes, the cracks of rocks can be rooted and grown. Moreover, they grow very fast. Under good climatic conditions, they can grow 5 cm a day and 15 to 30 meters in a year.
The roots of kudzu vine - kudzu powder, white, tender, cool and smooth in the mouth, is rich in starch, and can almost be used as food. Moreover, it is also a good raw material for brewing wine.
Of course, Fang Xin also has another meaning: kudzu vines are a good feed, high in protein and fat content, and livestock love to eat them, whether they raise pigs, cattle or even horses. Therefore, let this family set an example first. In fact, no one leads the stubborn farmers. If someone does it, and makes money, they will rush up.
There are many mountains here, and they will grow automatically every year without even taking care of them. In this way, there will naturally be a lot of food and can raise pigs, cattle and sheep.
Of course, this is not a matter of one year. Fang Xin will never go ahead, but will set an example in advance. If he is eager to achieve success, he will order the planting, which will allow the minor officials to gain power, and he may cause the monks to become a monk and destroy others.
As for this herb business, the purpose is not just as above. There are very few fertile fields that can be cultivated in the county, but there are many small slopes for planting herbs. If the people in the village can have more of these, the acquisition will naturally be a revenue and will also alleviate the hardships of people's livelihood.
As for the various spices produced locally, they are also promising, light in weight and high in value, easy to decompose and transport, and easy to store. If it is a luxury product, you can even consider extracting fragrances and making perfumes, but these can only be made later.
Seeing the father and son kneeling to thank him, Fang Xin's eyes were not happy or worried, so he just took it. In fact, this job was not complete. The former magistrate died in office and was held by him. Therefore, according to the customs of the officialdom, he should not move. He has been here for five years. When the money for herbs comes, he can mobilize many people and carry out several water conservancy projects in the county. The project is not big, but divided into several sections. It must be completed in one section, so that he can benefit the people and reclaim some fertile land.
If the county government has money and food, it is necessary to cultivate a school and educate the people.
All these things are in my heart, and there is still time to govern. Five years will be enough to benefit the people.
As for Yunnan Baiyao, there is no need to announce it. You can go back once and modify the recipe and pass it on to your descendants. It is worthy of the Li family in this world.
At this time, I saw this wife, and brought a plate of meat and fish. Fang Xin smiled, picked up the chopsticks and lit it and said, "Since you are here, this county is a guest. Come on, have eaten together."
The two men thanked and sat down to eat and had a meal. It was almost over. Fang Xin said, "This afternoon, I will go to Zhang Qian's house of the county school teacher. I won't sit for more. You can wait for the New Year and do your best."
As he was talking, there was a voice outside. When he went out, he saw that Liu Jueming, the head of the troupe, was coming again. He was covered in snow and shook, and said, "Sir, you have already conveyed the order. The inspector Zhang has already done it."
"It's very good. I haven't eaten it. If I haven't, sit down and eat something. It's cold and the office worker must pay attention to personal favors!" Fang Xin said as he saw it.
"Sir, Mr. Xie!" As soon as he came in, Liu Jueming felt gentle and stomped his feet.
"Go to the pit and give the boots to this wife to bake and warm them up later."
"Sir, how dare you be a humble official?" Liu Jueming refused. Fang Xin knew that he was following the rules, so it would be fine. The wife of the family took out a pair of old shoes, changed her boots, and put a basin of fire at his feet.
Fang Xin knew that if he didn't eat, Liu Jueming wouldn't eat too much. He poured a glass of wine, drank slowly, and accidentally ate some food. Liu Jueming walked back and forth, and was so hungry that he really ate it.
After another half an hour, when I went out to see, the snow stopped, and my eyes were covered in white, but the wind was strong. When the wind blew, it was cold and the heart was thirsty.
In fact, this province has always been warm. I don’t know why it’s cold this year. Liu Jueming’s lips are so cold that his lips are blue and said, “Sir, let’s walk quickly, otherwise it will be frozen.”
Fang Xin nodded silently. This year's Great Cold is really unexpected.
At this moment, the mule walked along the road with one foot high and one foot low. The home of the county school teacher Zhang Qian was not in the county, but in the countryside, so it was more difficult to come over.
It took another half an hour to arrive at the home of the county school teacher Zhang Qian.
If you visit someone specifically, if it is not for the sake of the official business, the magistrate will be a little out of character, but it is okay to visit this person, because although the county school teacher is low and only a ninth rank, the scholars all over the county call him a teacher, and they are almost eighty years old, highly respected and have a great influence.
This is a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. Although it looks a bit old, it is also a Qingtang tile house. Liu Juoming stepped forward carefully and knocked on the door. There was not much time, and the county school teacher Zhang Qian slowly greeted him with a crutch.
"The magistrate has arrived, and I am missing."
"I dare not. Lord Zhang teaches the whole county and has made great contributions to education. This county has always admired him. I come to see you before the New Year, so I can also receive some teachings." Fang Xin said with a smile.
This person is still unnecessarily concerned about the public opinion of the scholars in the county.
After entering the door, Fang Xin was very satisfied with the room, which was neither extravagant nor cold. In fact, it was best to deal with such people, and he felt very comfortable right now.
"How dare you, I am just a scholar, how dare you be the second-tier official like this?"
“张大人是有德之人,有何不敢?”
The two bowed and parted ways, separated the host and guest, sat down, and talked for a while.
"The sixty-year-old charcoal seller outside the city cut firewood and burn charcoal in the south mountain. His face was covered in dust, fireworks, and his temples were gray and his fingers were black. What can I get from selling charcoal? His clothes were eaten in his mouth. I was poor, and my body was plain, and I was worried about the charcoal and wished the weather was cold." Zhang Qian read out in a low voice: "This poem written by the adults that day was very worried about the country and the people. I knew that there would be a good parent and official in this county. Fortunately, I was lucky, I was old and weak, but I might not be able to see it."
Zhang Qian's seventy-six-year-old man was already considered a long time ago and should have retired. However, the county is really poor, so few students are willing to be a county school teacher, so they have to worry about it. In fact, it is not bad anymore.
Fang Xin bowed and said, "This county is coming here, I really have something to discuss with Lord Zhang."
“哦,知县大人请说.”
"I have checked the county school and it is really disrepair. The county is very moved. Next year, after the busy spring, will I just go to practice it?" Fang Xin stared at him and said.
"Oh, sir, it's a blessing for scholars in the county!" Zhang Qian's eyes lit up immediately.
This person is actually a person who loves talent and is good at writing. It is said that in the past few years, he helped poor scholars and taught many times. He received fifty taels of silver a few days ago. It was because he was old and had to make plans for his descendants. This is also a common human nature.
Now when I heard this, I was immediately moved. I thought about it and asked, "The county government has always lacked money, this?"
"Don't worry, Lord Zhang, this county will raise it and will not withdraw a penny from the people. Since this county has said this, there is naturally no need to worry about the money. But I hope Lord Zhang, old man, will be the director." Fang Xin said.
"It is really a matter of education for adults to study. I thanked the bachelor of the whole county for the sake of the school, but I am really old and afraid I can't do anything."
"The elder is respected and must come forward. As for the specific matters, there is no need for the elder to do it personally. I wonder if the elder has a capable son and nephew? It is up to him to do it. Moreover, please forgive the presumptuousness of the county. The elder is old and the position of this teaching officer can also be discussed with the county and arrange some points in advance." Fang Xin said so.
Although the appointment of county school teachers is approved by the provincial school and the provincial school registration, the county magistrate is the most important thing. Generally, it will not be rejected if recommended.
Zhang Qian's eyes lit up even more. This was like giving him an official position. After thinking about it, although his eyes were a little dim, he still smiled and said, "I have a disciple, but Pan Zhengfan. He was a scholar ten years ago. Unfortunately, he has never won the imperial examination. However, he has a strong character and can be used."
But he did not recommend his son, Fang Xin knew that his second son had already won a scholar.
"Since that's the case, it's up to the old man to say that after the New Year, he will first add the teachings from the ninth grade, and first preside over the affairs of this college for Mr. You. After the college is completed, some achievements can be promoted." Fang Xin said decisively.
"Then I will thank you for this son." Zhang Qian smiled a little: "This son is in this village and wait for me to call someone over."
The atmosphere below was much more polite. Seeing that he was in good spirits, Fang Xin asked some questions about the classics. Zhang Qian was a real scholar. When he talked about this, he was fine at the beginning. After saying it, he was attracted after a paragraph, and immediately focused on it, and from time to time he started to discuss the scriptures.
As he was talking, he talked about calligraphy. At present, Zhang Qian had to see the calligraphy of the second-class man and keep the treasures passed down from his family.
Fang Xin did not delay and wanted to write some Spring Festival couplets, but he heard Zhang Qian say, "If you are willing, write that poem down, so that future generations can know the spirit of benevolent people."
Now he took out the treasured high-quality scroll paper and unfolded it. Fang Xin stepped forward, stood in front of the desk, grinding the ink. After a while, he was full of energy. He held the pen in his right hand and dipped it in ink, and wrote it on, using his wrist, his brushstrokes like a dragon and a snake, and his essence condensed and turned, and he immediately wrote the whole poem.
Finally, he wrote "Li Rui, Congjiang Mansion", and then took out his private seal, put it on ink paste, and printed it on it.
Although Zhang Qian was highly respected in this county, his knowledge was limited after all. He saw that these four lines of characters were vigorous in their brushwork, and he was gentle in the turning point, and his spirit was extraordinary. He was so brave that he could not speak for a while. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It is indeed the second-class man's pen. We are far from enough. This book can be a treasure."
At this moment, a middle-aged man came in outside. He was forty years old. Although he was in a blue shirt, he had patches and had some hunger and cold face. Fang Xin then realized that the scholars in his county were given high salaries, but the poor county might not have such a good wish.
After coming in, Zhang Qian talked about this when he saw the ceremony. Pan Zhengfan was very happy and kowtowed and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you for your teacher's recommendation, the students will never be forgotten."
As he said that, tears fell.
Zhang Qian sighed and said, "Pan Zhengfan, if you have this opportunity, you should educate more scholars and let the county have more scholars. Since the founding of the country, there has never been a Jinshi. This time, the cultivation of the house is the intention of the adults to educate, and we must also contribute here to live up to the wishes of the court, the adults, and the scholars."
Pan Zhengfan lowered his head and listened to the teachings, saying respectfully: "My teacher said so well, the students must remember it in their hearts!"
Fang Xin smiled and said, "Mr. Pan, from now on, the county school will be more attentive. Well, this year, this county will order people to send it to you to have a good New Year. Well, you are already a ninth rank now, so you don't need to kneel down to your official position everywhere, so as not to be quarrel with anyone."
"Thank you for your kindness in the promotion!" Pan Zhengfan stood up and bowed to his salute.
Chapter completed!