"That is also the secret treasure of the mountain gate!"
Zhao Guang's eyes shone, and he couldn't put it down and played with the book in his hand.
"Actually, many of the things in this book have been made in the workshop," Feng Yong explained, "I just sorted out these things."
Feng Yong has been promoting the awareness of discipline and organizational training in the workshops and pastures. Even when Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were training the guards, Feng Yong would add something in from time to time.
The purpose is to verify whether certain things of later generations can work in this era.
Facts have proved that what was said in the political and ideological education class is still very reasonable.
Everything that happens in history must be supported by its social foundation.
For example, in the eyes of Jiang Wan, Li Mu, and even Zhao Guang, the organization of the people in today's workshops and ranches is very powerful, but to Feng Yong, it is basically just that.
At least for now, if you want to go further, you must have a further social foundation.
I'm illiterate and can't even understand the most basic passwords. What else do you want?
It is not easy to let them know when the whistle is for what, what the rules are in the workshop, and when they should do what.
If you want to go further, you must have sufficient literacy rate.
Therefore, Feng Yong's next step is to promote night school literacy after he has collected enough children who know basic common words.
Three thousand common words are needed to read and write, but among them, the most frequently used words in daily life are 500 words.
Having recognized these five hundred characters, at least within the scope of the workshop and ranch, that is definitely enough.
I know there are several ways to write the word "fennel", what's the point?
At present, the most basic requirement for Hu people to naturalize is that they can speak Chinese. As the workshops and ranches expand, the number of team leaders, captains, and stewards required will also increase.
So, if they want to go further, literacy is the threshold set by Feng Yong for them - and it does not distinguish between men and women, and it does not distinguish between Hu and Han.
And this is also one of the fastest ways for the Hu people to integrate into the Han people as soon as possible.
Therefore, the two books in the hands of Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are Feng Yong's summary and reasoning of his workshop and ranch experience, which can be regarded as version 2.0.
"I asked how this workshop and ranch were not only unheard of before, but even many of the things in them were incomprehensible to me. It turned out to be things from my brother's sect."
When Zhao Guang heard this, he was even more excited and lowered his voice and said, "So this secret treasure is the only one in the world, right?"
As he said that, he shook the book in his hand, and then he seemed to remember something again, with a mysterious smile on his face, "No wonder my brother didn't stop Jiang Angel. I see these days, he can't do anything."
"That's the secrets in brother's master's sect. Even if a few of us followed here and didn't understand everything, Jiang Angel can understand it in a month?"
Wang Xun also looked proud, his face glowing red.
"You're alone!" Feng Yong couldn't see the fuss made by the two of them and said angrily, "Wenxuan has already remembered it, so how can it be considered the only one?"
"I understand. Li Wenxuan is one of our own now. It is natural that he should get a share."
Zhao Guang smiled, as if he understood everything.
"Okay, okay, don't be slutty and hurry up. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Feng Yong couldn't explain to these two guys, "Don't forget what I said and wait for half a year. If Jincheng has any expenses, don't be polite to me. Just explain it in a letter."
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are the first two investment results from Feng Yong. He can't help much on the battlefield, but he can still be used as a logistics cash machine or something.
"There is still your share here. I estimate that in two months, we will no longer have to worry about money and food. Then everyone will have the first dividend."
In the first half of this year, most of the woolen cloth produced by the textile workshops was supplied to Jincheng, and the small portion left in the workshops was basically exchanged for food.
But Feng Yong and Zhuge Liang had made an agreement that after September this year, Maobu's share would be reversed. Jincheng would only get 30%, and they would get 70%.
Coupled with the fact that the ranch cheese arrears are in place, Feng Yong has privately estimated that the first profit will basically be made in October, and the profit will not be small - Zhuge Lao Yao can make ten times the profit with a black heart, which makes no sense
They can't even earn five or six times as much.
Otherwise, how can we call it a one-man business?
"Don't worry, little brother."
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun clasped their fists together.
"Isn't Yiwen and Zishi coming to the forefront?"
Seeing Jiang Wan and his party walking away, Li Yi felt a little envious in his eyes.
"It's still far away."
Feng Yong shook his head, "This is only the first step. How far they can go in the future depends on their talents."
"I don't know how much higher I am than my peers at this starting point."
Li Yi looked at Feng Yong, pointed in the direction of Guan Zheng, and said pointedly, "When the Governor of Wei was the Yamen general, he was more than ten years older than them."
Feng Yong smiled calmly, said nothing, got on his horse, turned its head, and took the lead towards the workshop.
When Li Yi, Yang Qianwan, Li Qiu, and Huang Chong followed, they finally said, "Captain Wei, the late emperor had a keen eye for recognizing people and transcending promotions. How many people in the world can have such good luck?"
As he said that, he glanced at Bu Qu who was following far behind. It was true that no one could hear their conversation, and then he said, "Wenxuan, I remember that you once said that if the Prime Minister wants to march south,
It won’t be until the year after next that we say it will take 50,000 troops to lead an army, so what do you think now?”
After hearing this, Li Yi had a wry smile on his face, "Brother, why do you need to mention my younger brother's scandal?" Then he sighed, "Even my master has to admit his mistakes. The plans of the prime minister and my brother are beyond the reach of ordinary people."
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"Those are all the Prime Minister's schemes and have nothing to do with me."
In front of his brothers, Feng Yong did not need to pretend, and waved his hand, "I do not want to expose Wenxuan's ugliness, but today Yiwen and Zushi returned to Jincheng, and there are some things that I want to make clear to a few brothers."
"Wei Ran, come up here, don't be so restrained."
Feng Yong said, then turned his head and looked at Yang Wanwan, who was falling at the back, "We are all brothers, don't get separated."
"Yes, brother."
Yang Wanwan was surprised to see Zhao Guang recognize Feng Yong as his brother. Later when he arrived in Nanxiang, he was even more shocked to see that even Li Langjun, the son of the governor of Nanzhong, called Feng Yong his brother.
These two people can be regarded as the top men of the Han Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, there was something even more shocking about Feng Langjun. The prime minister actually gave him the power to appoint his own subordinates, so he was shocked to the point of numbness and shouted along with the crowd.
Feng Tubao called him an elder brother.
It's just that he joined this small group not long ago - a newcomer has no status, so no matter where he is seated or whereabouts, he follows silently at the end.
At this time, I saw that my brother noticed me every time he said something, and I was a little moved. I quickly pulled the reins and followed.
"The war is about people, money and food."
Feng Yongxin pulled his horse from the reins and walked slowly, saying as he walked, "Everyone knows that the big man is doing a lot better now. Not only has the grain harvest been great for two consecutive years, but also a lot of money and silk has been collected in the treasury."
"Also, since last year, the government has registered household registration for many people. Among other things," Feng Yong pointed to the farmland on the roadside, "it is the people who were sent from Jincheng to open up wasteland. This year, there are fewer
It is said that there are fifty or sixty thousand."
After saying that, he smiled and said, "These 50,000 to 60,000 people are not just sent here and that's it. The government also rents cattle and seeds for them, so that they can at least survive this year safely. This is not a big deal.
A small expense.”
Feng Yong was previously the captain of the Hanzhong Dian Agricultural School, so he still had the right to know this internal information.
"In the past, that would have been unthinkable."
"My brother's contribution is also part of this."
Li Yi also looked at the surrounding farmland and sighed, "The eight-oxen plow is used by the big families, and the curved-column plow is used by the small families. Hanzhong can be what it is today in less than two years. My brother's contribution is not insignificant."
After saying this, he thought of Nanzhong again, and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on his face, "Nowadays, those rebels in Nanzhong, I don't know how many people hate my brother to the bone. This strategy of harming Nanzhong and strengthening Hanzhong is really wonderful!
"
"I just put forward a direction. How to operate it depends on the Prime Minister."
Regarding this, Feng Yong did not dare to take credit for it, and then sighed, "Every bustle in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. The ancients do not deceive me. The Prime Minister's control of people's hearts is even more wonderful.
It makes people feel inferior."
"But everyone in the world only knows that this strategy was first proposed by my elder brother. They all know that my elder brother has a clever plan."
"A clever idea?"
Feng Yong glanced sideways at Li Yi and said, "Wenxuan should not try to coax me with nice words. There is a saying circulating in the whole Jincheng. Is it possible that Wenxuan knows it or not?"
Of course Li Yi knew, but he could only pretend not to know, "I don't know."
Feng Yong laughed and pointed at Li Yi, "Why is Wenxuan not telling the truth! You returned from Jincheng, but you didn't mention a word about the rumors spread in Jincheng. Do you think I don't know about it?"
Guan Ji has already sent several letters. She is now wholeheartedly devoted to Feng Yong. Naturally, she is not angry with those rumors in Jincheng, so she tells Feng Yong everything in detail, thinking that since Feng Lang is
Xiao Wenhe, then we need to think of some ways to fight back.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yong didn't care at all and instead wrote to comfort him.
Even if Adou is suspected to be Liu Bei's biological son, why should he care about these people?
"Feng Langjun is charming with his clever words, but Xiao Wenhe is ruthless and ruthless."
Feng Yong read for a moment and then laughed loudly, "Jia Wenhe's wisdom is famous all over the world. It is an honor for me to be called this."
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Li Yi's face became even more strange.
"Brother...could it be that he is really related to Jia Wenhe?"
Li Yi said tentatively.
Feng Yong was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Jia Wenhe died of illness last year, and his elder brother came out of the mountains last year. Some people say that my elder brother and Jia Wenhe came from the same sect. One died and the other came out. They are all people promoted by the elder brother's sect to bring trouble to the world.
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For his own benefit, Jia Xu gave Li Jue and others a plan to invade Chang'an, which not only accelerated the demise of the Han Dynasty, but also caused chaos in the world, so he was called the most poisonous person in the world.
Although the rebellion of the Han Dynasty was inevitable, what Jia Xu did was indeed unethical.
Feng Yong's face twitched, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "I have never met Jia Wenhe, and I don't even know what he looks like, so how can I become his fellow disciple? Those people really do whatever they can to slander me."
Hearing Feng Yong's denial, Li Yi coughed dryly and agreed, "That's true."
Even though he said that, no one knew whether he believed it or not.
"Okay, let's not talk about that." Feng Yong never paid attention to those rumors and continued the previous topic, "As mentioned before, the big man now needs people, money, and food. In addition,
The rebels on the Nanzhong side were already half in chaos before the army could pass by."
"So I think," Feng Yong said this, looked around at everyone, exhaled, and concluded, "The Prime Minister is probably going to march south next year."
It is inevitable to pacify Nanzhong. Anyone with any brains will know that the Prime Minister cannot let Nanzhong continue to be in chaos - although many people now think that it is not bad to keep Nanzhong in chaos, at least the source of labor is guaranteed.
They may not know that they have become a knife in the hands of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, but so what, even if they are used, they have to be used willingly.
The chaos in Nanzhong made them profitable, but the militia they launched helped pacify Nanzhong faster. This is a very ironic cycle.
Although they had some hidden feelings in their hearts, everyone was still surprised when they heard Feng Yong say it with such certainty.
"Prime Minister marching south?"
But Li Yi heard something inappropriate in Feng Yong's words, "Brother, you said it wrong, right? It should be the Prime Minister who sent the army to march south, right?"
Feng Yong laughed, nodded and said, "I was wrong. Anyway, in my opinion, this time Yiwen and Zishi were transferred back to Jincheng. I think it may not be the Prime Minister who is preparing for the Southern Expedition."
"Yiwen and Zushi are going to be transferred by the Prime Minister to go to the south for the expedition?"
Feng Yong nodded, "The great man's vitality has been severely damaged over the years, and he has lost a lot of good soldiers and generals. In addition, the old people..."
As he said that, Feng Yong gave everyone a meaningful look and said, "It's time for the great man to have a successor, and it's also a good opportunity for us to make contributions. Do you understand?"
After hearing Feng Yong's words, everyone's eyes lit up. With the passion of young people and the heroic deeds of their fathers, who would be willing to be ordinary?
"Brother, what should I do?"
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun are already ahead, how can they fall behind?
Several people were aroused by Feng Yong's words. Even Yang Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
I think of my father, who is becoming increasingly depressed because he cannot return to his hometown. I still have decades to live, how can I sink like this?
"This is exactly what I am going to discuss with you brothers."
The Southern Expedition was imminent, and Feng Yong was not afraid to say something to them.
It's just that Zhao Guang and Wang Xun got the opportunity. They don't know much about it now, but it doesn't matter for the time being.
But when it came to the Southern Expedition, they could only watch as Zhao Guang and Wang Xun gained military merit, and they may not have no thoughts in their hearts.