Chapter 291: The fuel of the farming

"Sir, the military officers who went to collect money and food came back to say that the imperial court still allocated 40% of the money and food this time."

Jiang Feng frowned and took Zhao Xiucai's order. This was the second time that the gap was set aside. Although according to conventional rules, this was not a sign that the court was going to take action, but it was too abnormal and I had to be careful. Jiang Feng thought for a while, and suddenly looked up and asked Zhao Xiucai in front of him:

"Old Zhao, have you managed the official who supports the food and grass?"

How to deal with it? Zhao Xiucai was stunned by this question. He thought that it would be good if the Jiang family army did not ask for more money from these officials who were in charge of money and grain in Shandong. He also managed it. The people in Dengzhou also understood in their hearts that these officials responsible for the distribution of grain and grass were so arrogant and domineering that they would not act according to the usual rules.

But I am not afraid at all, I am angry, can I be more ruthless than a knife?

Today, I actually asked about the common money. Zhao Xiucai reacted and quickly replied:

"Sir, you don't have to worry about this. Those officials swear by it, it's definitely not that they withdrew money and food, and it has nothing to do with whether they give it or not."

Liu Shier next to him understood what Jiang Feng meant and said to Zhao Xiucai with a smile:

"Uncle Zhao, those officials must not dare to deduct us because of the usual routine. They don't have the courage, but they still have to give the regular routines they should give."

Zhao Xiucai was a real person. When he heard this, he was a little anxious and couldn't help but argue:

"Often the usual rules, we should give 10% of the officials, and it will be 30% of the money and grain that we have to spend more money to make up for."

After saying this, he saw Jiang Feng nodding with a smile:

"That's true. Tell the men below that the court sent 40% of the money and the officials in charge had deducted 10% of the money and grain for them."

After the news of 30% of the money and grain was conveyed to the soldiers through the ears of the soldiers, the soldiers no longer had the awe of the court, and many people directly cursed. Next, naturally, some people promoted it, our Lord Jiang said that we should not work hard for the New Year soon.

Even if we pay for it ourselves, we have to make up for everyone’s food and salary. We are not taking the court’s salary, but Lord Jiang’s salary!

The people's hearts slowly turned around, but it was just a subtle progress. People around them might not notice it. Some people even saw another aspect and felt that in the military camp under the jurisdiction of Jiang Feng, Shandong guerrillas, they began to complain because of the deduction of military pay, but instead secretly became secretly happy.

Jason Hogan led the shipyard to come over on the fifteenth day of the 12th lunar month and reported to Jiang Feng about the construction of the warship. Now the shipbuilding is very rich, and various related materials often flock to Dengzhou private ports at any cost.

"Sir, there is no problem in the construction of our ships now, but I still need to remind you that if you have such a ship, you must train corresponding crew members, otherwise, this ship can only be used as a floating turret in the dock!"

This is what the white craftsman leader in the boat shop said. Jiang Feng also knew this problem. Now there are sailors from the Lin family working on various boats. I just moved the Lin family to the inland. According to common sense, it is not so trustworthy, but there is no way, because of the shortage of personnel.

And there is a problem. Now Jiang Feng's fleet, Monk Li's fleet, and Lin's affiliated ships are the most well-deserved maritime forces on the sea in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty. No one dares to provoke them. They are all doing business in moderation.

But after these peaceful days have passed for a long time, there is no chance to fight. To put it bluntly, there is no practical training, and encountering tough battles in the future will probably be a problem.

The pirates and private merchants on the south sea, nearly a hundred forces of all sizes at sea, fight for money and routes every day, and are naturally extremely fierce. If both sides meet in the future, they will not know what the outcome will be. After hearing the general translator translate the words, Jiang Feng nodded at the white craftsman leader with a serious expression and answered:

"I have made arrangements. Thank you for thinking about this and wait and get a bounty of ten taels of silver."

Unexpectedly, there was money to get from my advice. The white craftsman leader stood up happily and said in a very skillful language:

"Thank you sincerely, honorable general."

In addition to the need for translation in certain professional aspects of communication, the daily lives of the Netherlands people can already communicate in Chinese. Jason Hogan glanced at his companion enviously, and then began to report his own words, saying loudly:

"Mr. Jiang, I have already walked through all four military camps in Shandong. These troops are carried out according to the training of veterans. As long as the officers are responsible for their requirements, their abilities will catch up with the veterans. What they lack is practical experience."

Jason Hogan is very proficient in Chinese. He is now the instructor of Jiang Feng's Jiang family army. Of course, he teaches not only those of the Spanish army, but also the training methods formed by the two thousand veterans in the Dengzhou camp, the combination of muskets, spears, swords and shields, physical training, etc.

When Jiang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little headache. Whether at sea or on the road, his soldiers were all seeing too little blood?

After a while, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered something and asked:

"How is Wisconsin's corn now? There have been too many things this year, and I almost ignored the past."

When he asked this, Jason Hogan was also a little embarrassed. He was originally planning to present Andrea to Jiang Feng as his concubine, but Jiang Feng later found corn. Seeing that Wisconsin and Andrea's status was rising, various things came one after another.

Jiang Feng left this matter behind his mind. In addition to the guards who were still sending people to guard them closely, the others gradually faded. They thought Jiang Feng was just a temporary rise, but they did not expect that Jiang Feng would be inquiring about it today.

He hesitated there for a long time but couldn't say it. Jiang Feng didn't care. He just took his men out of the fort's convention hall. You should know that the white people are still too noticeable. The Yantai Mountain Sanitary Station in Dengzhou is well protected and it is natural that outsiders cannot enter.

The inside of the barracks at the foot of Yantai Mountain is very different from the barracks. They are surrounded by the barracks, either in the black smoke or the jingling sound. However, there is a very special yard inside. The yard is surrounded by the military yard. Many masters from the workshops are not young. They work hard to go up and down the mountain every day. Jiang Feng simply arranged for them to live in the barracks at the foot of the mountain. The children of these masters are often soldiers in the Dengzhou camp.

It is quite special to live with the military camp and his family. You should know that except for the military households in the garrison, soldiers like the Jiang family army are not allowed to receive such treatment.

When Jiang Feng entered the military camp, the soldiers had just finished their training. When they saw their commanders entering, they bowed their heads and saluted. When they walked to the workshops, as long as the white craftsmen outside paid a grand tribute to their etiquette when they saw the nobles.

However, Jiang Feng’s purpose is the innermost yard. The innermost yard looks quite beautiful. The wooden fences are made of special wood, and the houses inside are the most Western-style buildings in the workshop in the entire military camp, and the steep-top wooden house.

The yard looks very spacious, and it is the best place for sunshine. It also brings water to the water alone. The guards outside still look around vigilantly according to Jiang Feng's orders, but one thing is quite interesting, that is, there is snow in the yard. However, the snow outside the yard has been cleaned up.

The guards outside had already told the news in the yard, and Wiscons had already greeted him first. After all, this place was a military camp, and it was quite inconvenient for women to live here. Andrea had long moved to the mountain and lived with the few white women.

"Sir, it's a great honor to see you."

Wisconsin greeted him respectfully. When Jiang Feng heard this skillful Chinese, he nodded with satisfaction, but he also felt a little interesting. Perhaps foreigners would have such a translation when they learned Chinese. Jiang Feng came up and patted Wisconsin's shoulder with a very kind face. He could see that the agronomist was nervous. In order to soothe the atmosphere, he asked:

"Why don't the snow in the yard be swept? I saw that the outside has been cleaned up."

Obviously, Wisconsin was even more nervous, but he followed the accompanying guard and explained:

"Sir, Mr. Wei deliberately refused to let us clean the snow in the yard, saying that this snow water will be good for the crops in the next year..."

Jiang Feng suddenly asked a question that looked quite stupid and asked:

"Wiscon, how do you know how corn grows in barren areas?"

"Sir, corn has no high requirements for the environment, but sir, the land here in Dengzhou is very good, so it should be a good harvest to grow corn!?"

"These corn may not be able to grow here, there are places where it needs more..."

Rumors in Linyi are circulating more and more widely. At first, it was just a few village men and fools who believed in the White Lotus Sect circulated in private, but recently they gradually went to teahouses and wine shops. The merchants and gentlemen were also talking in a low voice. King Jing would not spend too much time being arrested and punished by the Tiqi.

King Jing has been in Linyi for so many years, and many people have received his favors. He really doesn't want to watch him be captured and suffer these false charges.
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