Chapter 195 Can't Tell

"Aiming for what? How?"

Although he panicked a lot, Feng Tubie was not stupid enough to admit it directly.

He Wulang smiled foolishly, and didn't comment on Feng Tubie's denial.

It's just that when Feng Tubie saw his smile, he no longer dared to belittle him, because this fat man is not simple.

"When Ba Niuli first came out, there was a lot of trouble in Jincheng. There were many people with fields in their families, and they all tried their best to get what they wanted."

He Wang picked up the bowl and took another sip of hot water, then wiped his forehead.

In this cold weather, he actually broke out a little sweat.

"It's just that I don't know where the news came from, saying that this thing is only for the ministers of the court and the central government, and the private use is not considered for the time being."

Of course Feng Yong knew about this matter, and Wang Ping had offended many colleagues because of it at that time, and finally Feng Yong asked Wang Xun to bring him a message, asking him to take leave to help him find Qiang people, and avoid the limelight by the way.

I just don't know why this little fat man suddenly mentioned this matter?

Feng Yong was thinking in his heart, and glanced at He Wang, just in time to meet the admiring look cast by the other party.

"Later, I heard that Hanzhong was going to be reclaimed, and the eight ox plows were made for this reason. Those who have rewarded Hanzhong land in the court can give priority to buying the eight ox plows from the Shaofu. When these two news came out, I was very anxious. A big family in Sichuan."

"Later, some people who worried about the country and the people wrote to His Majesty again and again, saying that the people also need the eight ox plows, and advised His Majesty not to forget the people of the world. Later, His Majesty asked the Prime Minister again."

"This statement is justified. There are still capable people in the court who can take care of the people."

Feng Yong nodded in agreement, with the same admiration on his face as He Wang.

But there was a "bah" in my heart, still worrying about the country and the people? They are obviously hostile elements lurking in the imperial court!

People who can use eight ox plows are called common people?

He Wang chuckled when he heard Feng Yong's words, but there was no smile on his face, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

He could only hear him continue: "The prime minister said that he did not sell it to the people because he was worried that it would miss the reclamation in Hanzhong. Later, His Majesty was worried about the people, and he gave Hanzhong Metallurgy the right to make eight ox plows exclusively for Hanzhong, and The eight ox plows produced in Jincheng should not be used in Hanzhong to avoid the worry of heavy consumption.”

Very good, this move directly eliminated the family's idea of ​​running from Jincheng to Hanzhong with eight ox plows to grab the land.

Officially, it sounds good, because they are afraid of worrying about duplication of production.

But in fact, it is the condition proposed by the old demon Zhuge that the aristocratic families can buy eight ox plows.

Some of the land that was easy to reclaim in Hanzhong was distributed to the heroes, and some were enclosed by the court itself for farming, and the rest were basically bits and pieces.

Either the cultivated fields are scattered and unconnected, or they are difficult to cultivate, or the grain output is not high. It is okay to support the heads of Guizhou.

So should we get the rights to Ba Niuli openly, or should we go for the wasteland that Hanzhong despises?

This is simply nothing to consider.

Besides, there is only one road from Jincheng to Hanzhong, and there are so many city gates in the middle. With this regulation, even if you want to obey the law, how can you take it?

Is it possible that you want to imitate Deng Ai and sneak into Yinping?

"That's why the imperial court allowed the folks to buy the eight-ox plow from the Shaofu. All of a sudden, families who could use the eight-ox plow rushed in. The grand occasion at that time was really rare..."

Having said that, He Wang looked at Feng Yong again, still with admiration in his eyes, "Even if you mention the price of eight ox plows again and again, it still can't stop people from rushing to buy them. Suddenly, the stock is out of stock... "

Such a familiar scene, such a familiar routine!

Feng Yong was amazed when he heard this!

Back then, there were two mobile phones, wasn’t this the way they used it?

One is selling kidneys and queuing up overnight, and the other is online hunger marketing...

"A pair of eight-ox plows, how much money do you sell for?"

Feng Yong asked while sighing.

"In the beginning, it was a set of five strands, then it became eight strands, and finally it was ten strands. This is also a shortage of stock."

Feng Tubie opened his mouth wide, almost drooling.

As the person involved, he naturally knows the cost of eight ox plows the most, one pair is about one sieve.

People's doubled profits can be called huge profits, Zhuge old demon is more than doubled? This is a minimum of 400% and a maximum of 900% profit!

This wave, the imperial court is afraid that it will have a fat year.

"I don't know who planned this matter, but the control over people's hearts is really wonderful and admirable!"

He Wang shook his head and sighed.

Who else besides Zhuge Old Demon?

Feng Yonggang nodded in agreement, suddenly remembered He Wang's eyes just now, and was taken aback: You don't know, are you talking about me?

Looking at He Wang below, I saw that he had a clear expression on his face, as if he was saying, yes, I know you did it.

But this has nothing to do with me! I just made eight ox plows...

Feng Yong wanted to explain, but found that he didn't know where to start.

Controlling people's hearts is a thing that is illusory and free, how can you explain it clearly?

However, the subject of this incident was a mess, but it was done by himself. It is really a logical thing for others to think that this incident was done by him.

"The He family can be regarded as a big family, and the family has also robbed several eight-ox plows. The younger brother's family just happened to get a pair."

He Wang lowered his voice, leaned his head and said, "According to my experience, the eight-ox plow is extremely manpower-saving. In the past, a hundred people were required to plow the land, but now only a dozen or so people are enough. It is necessary to keep people For harvesting, thirty or so people are enough. The remaining seventy people have nothing to do from now on."

"As for the imperial court, when Ba Niuli came out, there was an imperial decree, which was to supervise the family's slaves. If there were any slaves that did not conform to the government order, the slaves had to be registered again..."

Fuck!

If it wasn't for Fatty He sitting below, Feng Yong could hardly control the prehistoric power in his body, and excitedly kicked over the desk in front of him.

Hearing this, he already fully understood what the old demon Zhuge had done with the eight ox plows after he left Jincheng.

How about eight ox plows?

Of course!

A pair of plows can support a hundred farmers, and the cattle only need to eat grass, unlike those two-legged livestock, which have to eat and waste food.

So with such a magic weapon as the eight ox plow, what kind of servants are needed for farming?

Feng Yong can almost completely imagine the thoughts in the hearts of the big families in Sichuan.

To use the political knowledge that Feng Tubie has learned, it is the renewal of production tools and the improvement of labor efficiency, which can liberate more labor from the land.

The old demon Zhuge naturally doesn't understand this, but he understands that the more hidden people the aristocratic family releases, the more beneficial it will be for the big man.