For others, this blizzard that has not been seen in Liangzhou for decades may make them confused or even at a loss.
But Governor Feng would definitely handle this kind of incident much more calmly than others.
Because Longyou is the preview of Liangzhou.
The difference is that one is a severe drought and the other is a blizzard.
One area is small and the other area is large.
But those are all sudden natural disasters.
Although he was furious and angry, it did not mean that Governor Feng had no good ideas.
The capital that Feng Junhou came up with was Ping Nan Ce, Lian Wu Ce, and the other was the farming method.
The curved shaft plow, the eight-oxen plow, and improved farming techniques are all considered farming methods.
Along the way, whether it was sacrificing flesh and blood to enrich the Han Dynasty, sacrificing wool to enrich the Han Dynasty, or other sugar cane, brown sugar, etc.
The premise for doing all this is that Governor Feng has one thing firmly in mind: agriculture is the primary industry.
Whether it is the handicraft industry, the woolen textile industry, or even the agricultural and sideline food industry, or the reprocessing of agricultural products, they are all based on having enough food in hand.
Only with food can you be qualified to think about how to move forward. Without food, whatever you build is just a beach house.
There is food in hand and no panic in mind.
The governor's office has grain in hand, and Liangzhou Haoyou is willing to help. Even the Shu region can also collect a lot of grain.
But the crux of the problem is how to transport grain to Liangzhou.
Therefore, whether Governor Feng was irritable or angry, it was not because of lack of food.
Of course, there is indeed a slight shortage of food.
Otherwise, Secretary Zhang would not have said that food cannot be rationed according to the full quota.
But the more important reason is that a large part, or even most, of the large-scale transportation livestock that Governor Feng saved over the years will be wasted in this natural disaster.
For Feng Jishi, who had been deliberately deploying the plan three years ago and wanted to turn it into a mule trustee, this was three years of accumulation and a loss of most of it.
This kind of setback, which required him to turn back, made Feng Jishishi furious, which was a matter of course.
The news that made Governor Feng furious was certainly not good news.
But for some people who have been hanging around Nanxiang Exchange all year round, it is rare good news:
Food prices finally have a reason to rise!
Over the years, the Nanxiang Exchange and the Reserve Bureau have held several large-scale entertainment events where they went to the Qingchi Lake.
Let us all speculate on grain and taste the iron fist of Han feudalism.
Hanzhong, Yuexun, Jiangzhou and other places were all grain-producing areas of the imperial court.
The Huang family (Huang Chong) and the Ju family (Jufu) took a good lead, plus the He family and the sixth family of the Li family stabbed in the back.
Therefore, even in the plains of Shu, where the aristocratic families in central Shu are based, there are many families who are inextricably linked to the Xinghan Society.
It can be said that after rectifying, dividing, and buying off the aristocratic families in Shu, and the imperial court and the Xinghan Conference, the government has now controlled most of the grain production in Shu.
Coupled with the regulatory role of the exchange, if someone wants to make trouble in the food sector, the difficulty will increase exponentially.
However, in recent years, the Han Dynasty has been winning external battles one after another, and its internal development momentum is not weak either.
At least the poor people at the bottom don’t have to starve to death anymore. If they work harder, it’s not impossible for their whole family to have enough to eat for a year.
If you add a little bit of luck, for example, if you move to Nanxiang or Yuexi, there is actually hope of turning around.
As for the upper class, let alone that.
The emerging powerful people not only have the opportunity to accumulate a fortune, but also have the opportunity to overtake others and break the various monopolies of those centuries-old romantic families.
It can be said that the entire Han Dynasty is enjoying the dividends brought by development - except for some conservative families.
It's just a centipede, dead but not stiff.
With the heritage accumulated over hundreds or even hundreds of years, the conservative family still has the opportunity to survive and drink soup occasionally.
For example, from the second half of the year before last to the first half of last year, the Wei army invaded Hanzhong, fought at Xiaoguan, and regained Liangzhou.
In just over a year, there were three major confrontations between Han and Wei, and countless minor confrontations.
The amount of money and food spent is simply huge.
That is to say, now that the big man has the confidence and everyone is united, otherwise it may not be as easy as it is now.
But even so, the Han Dynasty's government stockpile of grain is probably running out.
As soon as the news of Liangzhou's white disaster reached Hanzhong, Nanxiang Exchange finally couldn't hold back the grain supply.
"It's passed! It's already passed two hundred dollars!"
The exchange started to become a little restless.
The so-called soup refers to this time.
The conservative family, which has not benefited from the Han Dynasty dividends in recent years, finally still has a lot of fields in their hands. If there is fields, there will naturally be food.
When food prices go up, it’s time to skip the soup.
In the past few years, the price of food has never exceeded 200 yuan. This time it has exceeded 200 yuan. For them, it is something worth cheering for.
"Things are not that simple. The war two years ago and last year consumed an incredible amount of money and food."
"So in my opinion, the government's treasury may not be able to produce much food at once."
Speaking of this, a certain private think tank lowered his voice:
"The most important thing is that Mrs. Mu is not in Nanxiang! Without Mrs. Mu in Nanxiang to take charge of the overall situation, some people just can't sit still!"
Some people disagree with this view:
"I heard that the disciples of Feng Jishi and Mu Niangzi are here now. If a foresighted person like Feng Jishi is not at ease, how can he let these two people take charge of the overall situation in Nanxiang?"
"That's right! I heard that the Young Master of the Wei family was the first disciple of Governor Feng. He was so talented that he taught at Nanxiang Academy on behalf of his master. Even Mr. Xiang once praised him!"
Mr. Xiang, of course, is Xiang Lang who took the initiative to withdraw from the court and concentrate on his studies.
The private think tank sneered:
"With great talent and no experience, can you be able to take charge of the overall situation? Do you remember the days when Ma Su and Ma were young?"
"The Prime Minister has been teaching him the art of war for many years. What happened when he led the army into battle for the first time during the Battle of Longyou?"
I saw this civilian think tank frothing at the mouth and said, "Even the governor Feng saw fighting in front of the battle for the first time since the Southern Expedition."
"He then led the army to quell the rebellion in Yuexun, and then trained troops extensively in Yuexun. He had many elite soldiers and generals under his command. Finally, he won a great victory in the Battle of Longyou."
"Isn't this the same as the situation in Nanxiang at this time?"
As he said this, the civilian think tank shook his head with a worried look:
"If Madam Mu were still in Nanxiang, the price of food would naturally be kept down. But now, I'm afraid it will cost more than two hundred yuan..."
After many people were reminded of this, they suddenly felt that it made sense.
That’s right!
Madam Mu has great prestige in Nanxiang. If she were here, the price of food might not even exceed 200 yuan.
But if she is gone, coupled with the continuous battles with Wei in the past two years, the treasury is empty, and now we encounter the Liangzhou White Disaster, I am afraid that the price of food will not only be as simple as more than 200 yuan.
Some people in the crowd even thought to themselves that this time it might not be as simple as just drinking soup, and maybe even eating some meat.
Think about it, how long have you not eaten meat in these years?
"That's total nonsense!"
Some people agree, and naturally some people oppose it.
A young man stood up with a red face and glared at the civilian think tank:
"I heard that both Wei Langjun and Lady Ding studied under Feng Jishi since they were young. Wei Langjun has been in charge of the school these years and has never made any mistakes."
"Ms. Ding first followed Governor Feng to Yuexun and managed many affairs, and then came to Nanxiang to follow Mrs. Mu."
"If I hadn't won the trust of Governor Feng, how could ordinary people be treated like this? Therefore, what you said must be absurd."
Over the years, Governor Feng went from being a young hero to being the most powerful man in the Han Dynasty, and finally became a famous general in the world.
He is the idol in the hearts of many handsome men.
Nowadays, when I hear someone questioning my idol, I naturally can’t help it.
When the civilian think tank heard these words, he seemed a little embarrassed and immediately sneered:
"To put it bluntly, the Liangzhou white disaster requires real food. If there is food in Hanzhong, then you can see that Dongfeng Express will transport food northward?"
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the exchange:
"I've counted the past few days. There are many times more brands in this exchange that require payment of food this month than before."
"Guess how many of them are in a hurry to be shipped to Liangzhou?"
From the transaction type and delivery time of the exchange, it was inferred that Liangzhou's food shortage situation made many people present bright-eyed and felt enlightened.
The young man was also startled for a moment, but he quickly counterattacked:
"The White Disaster in Liangzhou means that the government must find ways to raise more food. They would rather have more than less, but they may not necessarily rely on the food raised by the exchange."
"We, the Han Dynasty, have had close contact with the State of Wu in recent years, and there has been no war for a long time, so there must be food in stock in Jiangzhou."
Having said this, he looked around at everyone again, with a proud look on his face:
"We have also taken over Yuexun County. Now there are vast roads, fertile fields, and herds of cattle and horses. Do you think that if Liangzhou is short of food, will Yuexun have food transported there?"
The more the young man spoke, the more excited he became, "I heard that there is a farming cao in Feng's governor's house, who specializes in studying farming methods."
"Feng Jishi has been operating in Longyou for more than three years. Do you know how many fertile fields have been opened there?"
It is impossible to be without food. With Governor Feng's foresight and foresight, and at the same time using farming methods, how could he end up in a land without food?
When everyone thought about it, they suddenly felt it made sense.
Although Liangzhou is indeed too far away, over the years, the cavalry of the Xinghan Hui have already penetrated into the hearts of the Shu people.
Anyway, talkative!
The Xinghan Hui's cavalry team has not transported enough things to Longshang in recent years?
Why do you say that food cannot be transported? How to prove it?
As a civilian politician, just talk about it and that's it. Anyway, it's not me who does it myself.
But I saw the civilian think tank looking at the young man with some surprise.
Don't think these words are easy to say.
In this era of extremely slow information dissemination, there are no dedicated channels for collecting information.
Someone who can sort out this information and deduce the possible results is already considered an elite talent with a preliminary overall view.
As for whether there is enough food and whether it can be transported in time, without knowing how many resources Feng Governor has at his disposal, who dares to draw a conclusion easily?
After all, King Feng Gui's reputation is not just a boast, it is based on actual military records and political achievements.
"This gentleman," the folk think tank cupped his hands, "someone..."
He was about to get to know this young man when suddenly a shout came from outside:
"Come on, come on! The school test papers are out!"
"boom!"
Everyone who originally wanted to listen to the two men's arguments suddenly stood up.
There was a faint sound of stools and chairs overturning, and everyone rushed to the door.
"Don't panic, don't panic! You're stepping on my shoes!"
"If you don't panic, just go back!"
"There there, there!"
…
“Get in line!”
The surging crowd pushed to the front, where they saw several gentlemen guarding several large baskets with many test papers stacked in them.
“We won’t sell it until we arrange it!”
"Three feet away, don't come within three feet!"
The crowd, who were originally crowded with their faces flushed, even shouting curses, and seemed to show their fighting spirit, were suddenly shocked by these two words, and they all obeyed obediently.
"Old rule, ten dollars a piece."
"I want twenty!"
"Five at most." Xiao Langjun stood behind the table and pointed to the baskets lined up. "There are five baskets in total. Take one basket. There is no use in taking duplicates."
"Pay the money first and then get the test papers. Prepare your own copper coins..."
"I won't give you any change. Everyone knows that, young man, let's get started!"
Someone said impatiently.
"Okay, since you all know the rules, let's come."
The first lucky person threw a handful of copper coins into the first empty basket, without even looking at it, and went forward eagerly to pick out the test papers.
These test papers were all printed by the school for the exam this month.
Either it was printed too much and the students couldn't use it all, or it was printed too few times and there was black ink in some places, or the test questions were not printed clearly...
Anyway, for various reasons, it was treated as waste paper in the school. Apart from being used to wipe the buttocks in the latrine, it was used as a kindling for the coal stove in winter, and had no other use.
Later, when the news about the examination and selection of talents for the Liangzhou Governor's Office came out, and upon hearing the content of the examination, almost everyone turned their attention to Nanxiang Academy.
It is impossible to enter the school.
That Feng Dianzi would rather choose the wolf cub of a barbarian to enter than open the back door.
But this is not a big problem.
Because it is actually not too difficult to learn arithmetic in Nanxiang.
As long as you are willing to spend money, you can always buy school-specific arithmetic books from some places.
Those who are more talented can always learn it as long as they can calm down and learn from the basics.
But exams require test papers.
No one has ever experienced the method of taking the test paper!
There are always smart people in this world.
You can't enter the school, but some people can get out of the school!
If you bite the bullet, spend some money, and give some benefits to families whose children go to school, you can always get some test papers.
So the problem comes again, this test paper is not consistent, and it is still changing.
If there is market demand, there will be market supply.
I don’t know since when, at the back door of the school, there will be people selling some test papers from time to time, saying that the school has too many and students can’t use them all.
So I took it out for everyone to see.
Knowledge is of course priceless, but in view of everyone's eagerness to learn, I will charge the cost of some paper, ten yuan a piece, so that no one can be deceived.
This exam paper is synchronized with the exams in the school, which is the most conscientious thing!
"The cram school at Qianmen has started! Go and sign up now!"
A few young men sold out their examination papers and carried heavy baskets into the back door. Someone was shouting loudly again.
So everyone exclaimed, clutched their exam papers and ran in the other direction.
"Bao Jiao Bao Hui! Bao Jiao Bao Hui, the senior teacher of the school, will give lectures for twenty days in a row, giving detailed lectures on arithmetic in the first year of school, Bao Jiao Bao Hui!"
…
The private think tank who was still sitting calmly looked at the young man and asked with a smile:
"Why don't you go, Mr. Lang?"
The young man glanced at the private think tank and asked:
"Why don't you go?"
After saying that, both of them chuckled without saying a word, and then subconsciously touched their arms, with a look of contentment on their faces.
Feeling the unique touch of the books in their arms, the two of them thought to themselves at the same time: "I have the examination papers of the Liangzhou Governor's Office. Do I need to grab those things?"
"May I ask what I call this gentleman?"
"I am Li Xia Ming. My courtesy name is Shu Shen. I live in the Liu family. Just call me Li Liulang."
"Oh, it turns out to be Li Langjun. My surname is Ma Tian, and my given name is Youchang. May I ask where Li Langjun comes from?"