Han Xiang

Chapter 79
Long Xiang made a thorough investigation of Hefei and found that there are countless things to do, but the population in the city is too small.

In that era, population was an absolute dividend.

Cao Xing was inexperienced as a clerk for the first time. Although Long Xiang's statistical requirements were very simple, he still spent three days sorting out before he could barely submit a bamboo slip to the desk.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Long Xiang nodded in affirmation, picked up the bamboo slips and looked through them, and the household registration information of Hefei was engraved on it.

'There are 910 five households in the city, a total of 340 people; 170 young and strong men, of which 310 five are soldiers; there are 960 adult women, [-] old and young; There are seventeen craftsmen and eight masons.'

After reading the data on the bamboo slips, Long Xiang immediately began to calculate in his mind.

Excluding the five soldiers from 310, there are less than 200 adult men and women who can work, and the more than [-] old and young can only do light things at home.

Seeing that Long Xiang looked away from the bamboo slips and did not speak, Cao Xing asked in a low voice:

"Sima, are these statistics acceptable? It's the first time for the general to make paperwork."

Long Xiang regained his composure and nodded in affirmation: "As long as the data is accurate, there is no problem. This kind of statistics will be done every year in the future, and the content should be made in more detail. It is very helpful for governance."

"I will do my best in the end."

Cao Xing responded plainly, thinking that he shouldn't have talked too much in the first place.

Although the paperwork is effortless, it is not friendly to the brain. If Long Xiang asks for more complexity, he will probably scratch his head.

Long Xiang didn't notice Cao's expression, so he stopped Feng Zhong and asked, "Uncle Zhong, I went to the granary yesterday and found that the quantity is quite considerable. Do you know the exact number?"

"There are more than 3000 dendrobium."

Feng Zhong stroked his beard calmly. He paid special attention to the batch of grain, and would count the number if he had nothing to do, so he knew the exact number by heart.

Long Xiang exclaimed: "There are so many left?"

Feng Zhong replied confidently: "I haven't worked much this year, so the rations are strictly controlled, as the saying goes."

"Ninety-three thousand hu three thousand three hundred and forty-two."

"I estimated last night that if we maintain the current staff and expenses, we can eat for ten years if we save some, and eight or nine years if we are full."

"hiss"

Long Xiang gasped, and thought that if he could go on like this for ten years, he would probably have to fight the Battle of Chibi.

It was the time when Liu Bei was on the rise, but it was a pity that Hefei's strategic location was too important, and neither Cao Cao nor Sun Quan would let him go on.

Farming and urban defense are like doing engineering construction. If you want to advance the progress of the project, you can only keep adding people on the premise of ensuring sufficient funds.

Long Xiang closed the bamboo slips and said to Feng Zhong who was beside him, "Uncle Zhong, according to the plan, we will plant seeds in the spring. You will organize all the young and strong in the city tomorrow, and we will complete the land reclamation before the end of the year."

"That's great, everyone has been waiting for this day, and I will arrange it right away."

Feng Zhongyan stopped and turned to leave.

There are many things in Hefei, and Long Xiang plans to start with the most important food.

As the saying goes, meals need to be eaten at one bite. Whenever a team enters the site on the construction site, the progress will always advance a little bit.

Shishui flows into Chaohu Lake from northwest to southeast, and there are fertile lands on both sides. However, there are only two thousand men and women in the city who can cultivate, so the fields that can be reclaimed are also limited.

In order to centralize the management of the farmland, Long Xiang set the farmland to the south of Hefei, and at the same time closed the east gate of Hefei and opened the south gate to save time for working in and out of the city.

While the people were weeding and reclaiming wasteland, Long Xiang ordered Tang Yu to lead soldiers to dredge the river. The silt cleared from the river was just used for spring plowing and composting.

Cao Xing, who has no statistical mission for the time being, is in charge of commanding the cavalry and guarding around Hefei.

Since Long Xiang asked the people to go out of the city to work, he was destined to expose the fact that there were people in Hefei, so he was cautious from the beginning.

In the future, whenever the people worked together, the cavalry in Hefei would keep watch nearby. Once thieves or troops were found, Long Xiang would arrange for the people to evacuate into the city.

Longxiang now has enough food, but what is lacking is the population to build Hefei.

It took more than a month, and Feng Zhong led the young men in the city to reclaim more than [-] hectares of fertile land.

Because during the working period, the daily ration has increased, and I want to continue the days when I am full, so I still want to work after completing the scheduled goal.

It was already deep winter, and the cold wind in the suburbs cut my face.

Tang Xie had already stopped the work of dredging the river, but the young men who reclaimed wasteland were still full of energy. They asked Long Xiang for instructions through Feng Zhong, expressing that they would continue to work.

After hearing this, Long Xiang was very surprised, thinking that you guys have been idle for a year, is this an explosion?
Even if the harvest of [-] hectares of fertile land is mediocre, in addition to guaranteeing the people's annual expenses, they can also have a surplus, which will be enough to feed for several years once the harvest is good.

If the people in Hefei continue to cultivate, Long Xiang believes that they can complete it, but they will be physically exhausted. After all, there are many cases of death from overwork in the "blessings" of 996 and 007 in later generations.

Long Xiang objected to fishing at the bottom of the river, but Feng Zhong had no idea. Seeing that the enthusiasm of the people had not diminished, he was still asking for instructions: "Yunqi, look!"

Long Xiang grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed it, suddenly remembered those earthen kilns in the city, and said to himself that you like to work so much, I will find something for you to do, otherwise you will not be able to stay idle after you are too busy with spring plowing.

"Uncle Zhong, five hundred hectares is enough. Since everyone is still enthusiastic, I really have something to do here."

"What's the matter?" Feng Zhong was overjoyed.

Long Xiang pointed to the northeast, "The soil over there has less sand content, which is very suitable for firing kilns and making bricks. Let everyone collect the soil and transport it back to the city, and then make bricks in the next year when the farming is slack. It is estimated that they can be sent in summer. to be fired in the kiln."

"Bricks? What are they used for?" Feng Zhong scratched his head in confusion.

Long Xiang explained: "Of course it is for building a house. Now everyone lives scatteredly. In the future, when there are too many people, it will be even more chaotic. Master Cao's statistics will become difficult. I plan to clear a vacant lot in the city and build a new one in a planned and standardized manner. A bunch of houses."

Feng Zhong frowned and said, "Yunqi wants to build a new house for them? Most of them live in rammed earth houses now. Although your idea is very good, I'm afraid no one in the city knows how to use bricks."

"I will."

Long Xiang said in his heart that it was my major, and he didn't even want to blurt it out, but he immediately regretted it.

"You? How is it possible?" Feng Zhong had a look of disbelief.

Long Xiang chuckled, "My nephew really knows how to do it."

Feng Zhong asked: "Who did you learn from?"

"Uh, I have often had strange dreams in the past two years. In the dream, someone taught me to read and write, and someone taught me to burn bricks and build houses, etc. Otherwise, how could my nephew know so much?"

Long Xiang couldn't tell the truth, he could only pretend to be a dream to fool him.

hiss.
Feng Zhongxu stroked his beard and said in his heart that strange people have had adventures since ancient times, could it be that Yun Qi is also a strange person?
Thinking of the experience of the past two years, Feng Zhong gradually accepted Long Xiang's statement.

"Since it's a god-man entrusting a dream, Uncle Zhong will naturally listen to you."

Chinese people's obsession with home has existed since ancient times. I heard that Long Xiang would burn bricks and build houses for everyone.

(End of this chapter)