Bai Hui asked again: "What have you done in the past two years and what tasks have you received?"
"When we return to Mr.
Dahe, the baggage camp is responsible for transporting supplies.
We go there when we are given the order, but we have been to many places."
"Okay."
Bai Hui nodded.
This long answer was very good.
It didn't say anything about the Qin army's secrets, but it also answered Bai Hui's question.
Bai Hui asked again: "How much did you earn last year?"
"Report to Mr.
Dahe, I don't know.
My mother-in-law went to receive the annual reward.
She didn't tell me how much it was.
But she bought me a house of concubines, added two more slaves to the family, and bought a steel gun for the boy at home.
Knife, and bought half a piece of silk for the girl."
Silk is a very precious luxury product.
Ordinary soldiers dare to think that.
Although the commander of the baggage camp did not know how much he earned per year, based on what he said, the items he added to his home, including only half a piece of silk, were not something a Zhao army soldier would dare to imagine.
Even if this soldier is Lian Po's personal guard.
Bai Hui happily said to Lian Po who was in a daze: "General Lian Po, fighting is boring, but making money is real.
Here is a list.
If the general is interested, we can cooperate for a year.
It can give the general a place to rule and generate an income of no less than 50 million yuan. " After Bai Hui finished speaking, the list was slowly pushed in front of Lian Po.
Lian Po took the list.
The characters on the list were in Qin's small seal script.
He could read them clearly and knew every word.
But Lian Po didn't recognize the combination of these words.
"This, Mr.
Dahe, what does this mean?"
"List" Lian Po's face turned red with embarrassment, but Lian Po was really a straight man, and he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said: "I know every word in it, but when I put it together, I don't understand what it means. " "ah" "kindness" Bai Hui let out a surprised sound, and Lian Po nodded in gratitude seriously.
Bai Hui brought Qing back, pointed to the first group and said to Lian Po: "General Lian Po, take Zhongmou City as an example.
There are about eighty to one hundred and twenty households in each village outside the city."
"Yes, that's the number."
Lian Po was a conscientious general, and he was also very attentive to peripheral defense.
Bai Hui added: "We will plan based on 100 households in each village.
Among these 100 households, there will be about 200 old, weak and disabled people, and about 100 strong women.
This calculation may be a little small, but it is almost the same. " "Yeah, yeah."
Lian Po just nodded repeatedly.
"General Lian Po, the value each of these three hundred people can create is about 23,000 kilograms of grain, which is about right."
This time, Lian Po's expression changed slightly.
To be honest, Lian Po was a little scared, because Lian Po only learned about these data during a private visit.
Many officials in Zhongmou City did not know this data.
But Bai Hui knew it, and he definitely knew more and more detailed figures.
Bai Hui ignored Lian Po's reaction and continued: "These 23,000 kilograms of grain are not enough for them to eat themselves, let alone paying taxes and grain.
They have to rely on strong labor to subsidize their living needs. , but the battlefield is ruthless, and strong labor, whether as laborers or soldiers, will seriously affect the village's income. " "In a word, without wild vegetables, these people will starve to death.
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Has General Lian Po ever eaten elm noodles?"
"Eat."
Another noble would definitely not know what this was, but Lian Po really knew it.
He had suffered the same pain as the soldiers.
Elm noodles are made by grinding elm bark into powder and mixing it with corn flour, soybean flour and wheat bran, then cut into noodles and cooked with wild vegetables.
"I've eaten it too."
Bai Hui said this was not nonsense.
Of course, Bai Hui had eaten it in later generations.
In later generations, this kind of food was sold at a price ten times more expensive than refined flour.
It was called a green specialty-level precious food.
It was highly praised by countless people who wanted to have fun after eating.
For nutrition and nourishment Lian Po believed it.
In Lian Po's mind, Bai Hui was a strange person.
Bai Hui then said: "People like the old, weak, disabled, women and children can do many things in their spare time.
For example," Bai Hui clapped his hands, and many guards came in and brought in baskets, boxes, dustpans, brooms, etc.
Dozens of species.
"This is the broom for sweeping the bed, this is the broom for sweeping the floor inside the house, this is the broom for sweeping the outside, this is the broom for sweeping the streets, this is the broom for sweeping."
After Bai Hui introduced them one by one, he took a piece of paper and began to settle accounts with Lian Po.
"General Lian Po, when these people are free, these jobs don't require much physical strength.
The output value of a village can be worth one hundred thousand catties of grain in a year, at least."
“That’s not all, there are also many handicrafts that children can make.”
Another pile was brought in, including house slippers made of sorghum leather, bedside mats, and straw hats.
Lian Po's mind was already in chaos.
What Bai Hui said was beyond his imagination.
"Let's do this.
I'll take the general to the new Korean village to have a look."
"Okay."
Lian Po could no longer keep up with Bai Hui's rhythm.
Bai Hui winked, and his guards immediately went to arrange these things.
The first step is to choose a village.
We absolutely cannot have integrated production villages, those with pig and chicken farms, and composting, absolutely not.
But we still need to find a good village that doesn’t look too shabby.
Bai Hui's personal guards have a solution.
Find a suitable village, kill all the chickens in the village, bulldoze the chicken coops, and then pull in dozens of carts of soil to cover the compost.
Some people in the village who were not suitable were temporarily sent to live in other villages, and then dozens of households were temporarily transferred from other villages to fill the scene.
With the Qin Army's high compensation and a large number of rewards handed out, one night, people from several surrounding villages quickly transformed and disguised themselves as a village according to the Qin Army's wishes.
At noon the next day, when Bai Hui and Lian Po Qingchao Jian came to the village, the old and young in the village were sitting on the threshing floor, talking and laughing, knitting handicrafts, baskets and baskets.
The children are practicing knitting straw hats.
Some women are picking up shoe soles, and some are knitting straw sandals.
Lian Po came closer, cupped his fists and saluted an old man: "This old man, you are polite."
"Foreigners, please be polite."
"What are you making up, my father-in-law?"
Lian Po asked directly.
The old man pointed to his side: "This one is called a cake basket, that one is a rice basket, and that one is a cage."
Lian Po was very modest and gave the old man a small jar of wine.
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He sat aside and kept asking questions.
Lian Po gradually understood that the people of Qin had dozens of baskets and baskets.
Some were specially filled with clay pots to deliver rice to the field, and some were small baskets used to store stone buns.
Bai Hui just pretended to be a village, which does not mean that some of the data is false.
For example, the amount of knitting per person per day, how much food and cloth can be exchanged for weaving a basket, etc.
These are all real.
These labors are not enough to make a fortune, but they are a good opportunity for poor villages to subsidize their families
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