Zhang Yi woke up from his sleep and when he opened his eyes, he could see two maps hanging on the wall, one was the map of China and the other was the map of mountains and rivers.
Speaking of which, the Mopan City area is not small, nearly 10,000 square kilometers, accounting for one thousandth of the territory of China.
The unification of this land is only a matter of time, and it won't take long. Zhang Yi believes this.
Today, under the flying dragon flag, Mopan City, a common people's alliance composed of 31 cottages, and 11 common people's homes have gathered, with a total population of 50,000.
For Zhang Yi, this is a huge achievement and he is quite satisfied.
But when he saw the map of China, he was a little unhappy. Compared with the three big countries around it, this place was a small place. The situation was very embarrassing. Being caught in the middle, it would definitely become the main battlefield for the three parties in the future.
Jingle bell, the alarm clock on the bedside rang.
Immediately, someone knocked on the door "dong dong dong", and Niu Ben shouted.
"Brother, it's time to get up and have breakfast. Everyone is here and waiting for you to have a meeting."
A tense and busy day has begun.
Zhang Yi came to the small living room next to him to have breakfast. He had a bowl of corn paste, a corn cob, a steamed bun, a plate of old pickles, and two poached eggs, which were hot and fragrant.
"Why is there an extra egg?" Zhang Yi asked.
"Yi Ge, staying up late at night is too taxing on your brain, so you need to make up for it." Anu said with a smile.
"Yes, Yi Ge can exchange tens of thousands of kilograms of grain for just writing a book. What's the point of eating one more egg?" Yue Ya'er's eyes turned into a crescent moon with a smile, "We are still waiting for Yi Ge to have something. I’m free, hurry up and write Journey to the West!”
Well, Zhang Yi stopped talking and buried himself in eating. The newly picked corn cobs were really delicious, sweet and delicious.
As for writing Journey to the West, he was really powerless.
The heads of Department Seven came and sat around, smiling and watching Zhang Yi eat. Everyone had a normal schedule and had breakfast.
"It's too plain. I should add some chicken drumsticks to my step-brother." Li Guaizi said.
"A bowl of chicken soup is fine," Zhang Ping'an said.
"Hey, how can such a majestic heroic master be so capable?" Hu Tiejiang sighed.
Xiaolong smiled and waved his hands to stop everyone from talking. Compared with General Cao's sumptuous breakfast in the past, it must be extremely shabby.
Zhang Yi didn't say a word and ate everything like a storm, feeling satisfied.
The two girls put away the plates and bowls, and the meeting began.
Li Guaizi spoke first. Since he became the head of the Ministry of Agriculture, no one has called him the nickname Li Guaizi in person. His real name is Li Jinmu, and everyone calls him Brother Li.
"Mopan City has a bumper harvest this year, with 1.3 million jins of corn harvested, which is 20,000 jins more than I originally expected." Li Guaizi first reported the good news.
Everyone applauded and cheered. Farming is a technical job, and Li Guaizi did a great job.
Zhang Yi was also very happy and asked: "How much grain do we have now? What is the situation in each cottage?"
"There are 250,000 kilograms of grain stored in Mopan City. The situation of each cottage is good or bad, but the total does not exceed 1.2 million kilograms." Li Guaizi's expression became solemn, "In other words, we now have 275 kilograms of grain. Thousands of catties of grain, but the population reaches 50,000, so nervous!"
This tension refers to the tension after the improvement of living standards. According to the standard of most people drinking porridge and wild vegetable soup in the past, they are not nervous.
Li Guaizi calculated that on average, each person only has more than 50 kilograms of grain, and the winter wheat cannot be harvested until May next year. This means that there is still half a year of hard life to go through, and famine is inevitable.
"Hey, we were all looking forward to reunification, but trouble will come if we are reunified," Li Guaizi said truthfully, "If we were the only family in Mopan City with 150 kilograms of grain per capita, there would be no problem, but now we are dragging down many poor villages.
, we still have to give them the little rations we have."
You can't blame Li Guaizi for complaining, this is a practical problem.
The situation is developing too fast. Not long ago, the total food supply was still optimistic. However, 13 cottages with nothing were suddenly added. They were all evil people who used to be lazy and made a living by looting. The food shortage suddenly became a big and thorny problem.
Zhang Yi stood up and walked in circles along the wall of the living room, thinking silently.
Seeing Li Guaizi shaking his head and sighing, with a negative mood, Xiaolong couldn't help but said: "Brother Li, reunification must be achieved, and brother-in-law's plan to support the development of Shanzhai must be implemented. Brother Li just stands with the Ministry of Agriculture and the family."
To settle accounts from a different perspective, we forget that we also have a Ministry of Animal Husbandry, a Ministry of Industry and a Ministry of Commerce."
"That's right," Zhang Yi stopped and said to everyone, "Brother Li, please cheer up and start the work of reclaiming wasteland before winter this year. Mopan City will increase its land by 1,000 acres, and the cottages and people's homes will each increase by more than 200 acres.
In this way, the food problem will be completely solved next year."
"The difficulty lies in this year. Let's find a way to tide over the difficulties," Zhang Pingan said. "Including potatoes, sweet potatoes and grains, plus the more than 20,000 livestock of the Ministry of Animal Husbandry, I don't think there is a big problem. People will not starve to death.
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"We have survived the days of eating grass. Now that we have food and meat, what do we have to worry about?" Niu Ben said nonchalantly.
"Yes, the five of us brothers really ate grass when they were chased by General Cao. It's not like we couldn't eat. What are we worried about?" Shi Gandang said.
"Brothers, please don't worry, eating grass is impossible," Qiao Dayou, the new head of the Ministry of Commerce, stood up and expressed his position, "A book is equivalent to 100 kilograms of grain, and a pair of binoculars is equivalent to 1,600 kilograms of grain. We promise to
If all the products produced by the Ministry of Industry are sold, they will definitely be able to make up for the food shortage!"
"According to Yi Ge's plan, food is not a problem at all." Xiao Han nodded with a smile.
Everyone went to see Zhang Yi and saw a smile on his face.
"Yes, if you all work together, we can definitely solve the food problem. What are you afraid of when there are more people? When there are more people, we are more powerful! I have thought about it. We want to build the Mopan City area into the largest industrial and commercial center in China and even the world.
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Thunderous applause.
People are unfamiliar with the term industrial and commercial center, but when they hear that it is the largest in the world, they know that this is a grand plan, and maybe something more valuable than a telescope can be built, so why worry about it.
Then the negative emotions were swept away, and even Li Guaizi smiled and said.
"Brother Yi, I don't know anything about industrial and commercial centers. I just believe that Brother Yi has the ability to lead us to make a breakthrough. Anyway, I will just plant the land well."
"That's right, Brother Li, we must cultivate the land well. Agriculture is the foundation of industry and commerce," Zhang Yi said with a smile, "Let me talk about the idea of an industrial and commercial center. We are sandwiched between three major forces. How can we survive?
And continue to develop? I think this is our only way!”