"There is also a plague." The old sailor said with lingering fear: "The island is too hot, and it is much hotter than Fujian in winter. Compared to the north and south of the Yangtze River, it is a place with severe miasma. If you are not careful, you will get infected. The villain once suffered a plague on the island. It was a life-threatening death. The high fever did not subside for more than ten days, and it was finally difficult to make a life."

“Are there many people suffering from the plague?”

"There are a lot of people who go to the island, it's okay to stay for a long time. If you stay there for a long time, you will get a plague within a year. Most people can survive, and many people die under the plague. Therefore, in addition to immigrants on the island, newcomers will leave as soon as possible. Over the years, the population on the island has not increased much, which is also an important and powerful thing."

"No wonder."

Xu Zixian nodded gently. It was not surprising that there was a plague on the Dongfan Island. The climate on the island was originally temperate and subtropical. The shrubs and forests were full of wild animals and plants. Some mosquitoes were almost as big as fists, and the disease was mainly transmitted because of the raging mosquitoes.

The Huaxi area was developed early and relatively mature. The shrubs and forests disappeared and turned into fields and camps. The plague will definitely not be too severe. In the newly developed areas, there will be many sources of infection in a large number of primitive animals and plants. Once a large-scale plague spread occurs, people will be panic and even ordinary people want to escape. This is normal.

Previously, Xu Zixian had sent Chen Changnian, a doctor of medicine, to the island, and hired a large number of internal medicine and surgeons from Nan'an, Shuikou, and Fuzhou Fucheng to the island. Now it seems that it is not enough.

"After getting ashore, I will immediately pass my order." Xu Zixian said to Gao Shi: "Gao Yidu, not both the people, and bring all the refugees and strong men to prepare tung oil, torches, firewood and other ignition-induced objects, and carry out large-scale burning of wasteland on the periphery of the cotton fields we have opened."

"Yes, Junhou."

Gao Shi came to press the barrier knife with his hand and agreed calmly.

"And..." Xu Zixian wanted to continue talking, but he endured it and said, "I'll send someone to invite Mr. Li, the chief secretary, and Mr. Kong, the military officer, to come here."

Fang Shaoqun came over at this time and said to Xu Zixian: "I just talked to a few old men in the East Fan. It's okay to build some peripheral camps and give them some comfort. However, the island is in normal times of epidemics, so be careful. Thousands of refugees from Zhangzhou and Nan'an immigrants have already come to the island. If an epidemic breaks out, it will be a waste of all previous efforts."

"I have noticed it too." Xu Zixian told Fang Shaoqun about the setting fire and said: "Boiling the isolation belt can minimize the disease caused by mosquito bites, and also prepare more items such as patterned tents and incense. Later, Li Changshi and Kong Xuanping and I will meet to allocate the money and immediately send Fu No. 1 back to Fuzhou to purchase."

"Since you are prepared, you'll be fine." Fang Shaoqun thought for a while and said, "It's better to ask the old residents of the island to see how they prevent the epidemic and what experience they have, we can take advantage of it."

Xu Zixian had already thought very carefully, but Fang Shaoqun in front of him was obviously a mosquito's character of cutting flesh on his legs, and he would not let go of any clues or benefits.

"Good." Xu Zixian praised: "Fengqi is really meticulous, just do what you said."

"There should be a group of people around the king," said Fang Shaoqun: "The attendants, guards, advise, file, and order. Just Gao Shi came to join a few personal soldiers, and the number of people was too small. After going to the island, the king was appointed as the Marquis of Nan'an, and the inspector of the East Fan. If the Marquis of Real Land was enfeoffed to the island, then the military and political ranks would be formed in the future. Even if the court felt that it was inappropriate, it would be too late to set up a military prefecture and dispatch officials..."

"Call Si Cong Cao." Xu Zixian said: "Si Cong joins the army and ask Chen Zuocai to do it."

Fang Shaoqun glanced at Xu Zixian and knew that the lord had already thought about this matter. He thought about it and said, "The previous chief and officers and officers of the military were all trained in the regiments. From then on, I think the lords could use the lords' official position to serve as the newly appointed subordinates. In the future, the lords' official position should be the priority, and the lords' official position should be the second."

"Fengqi is talking about..." Xu Zixian also glanced at Fang Shaoqun. This guy is so fucking smart, right?

At this time, the hull was shocked, and some young men stood behind Gao Shilai and cheered. These guys have arrived at the Dongfan for the first time, but they have already understood that this will be their future home. Many young men's families, relatives, and even their old neighbors, relatives and friends moved to the Dongfan. Nine out of ten refugees in Zhangzhou were living in the Dongfan. For these young men from Zhangzhou refugees, although this is their first meeting, it is their second hometown.

After the pedal was put down, there were already gongs and drums on the shore. At this moment, at least more than 10,000 people gathered on the shore, most of them were the people, and some were soldiers holding military flags and holding long scepters.

Chen Duzhong, wearing a red robe, rode on a white horse, with big sleeves stretched out, long beards fluttering, and under his head was the face of a beautiful and handsome middle-aged man. He was well maintained, and looked like a scholar-official who was not satisfied with everything, cherished blessings and nourished his body, cultivated his mind and nature.

"Mingda, you're here." Chen Duzhong joked when he saw Xu Zixian, pointing to the soldiers around him, and said, "How many of these people are you going to drive away? I heard that you're here, they are very excited."

"Has the Penghu story been spread?"

"It's only a few dozen miles apart, and two days later, how can I not pass it here?"

Chen Duzhong smiled and said, "Mingda, you are very good at methods. You took down the Nanyang Navy for tens of thousands of yuan. After I heard about it, what else can I say besides applauding the clique? "

There were obviously several people from the Changwen Marquis' Mansion next to Chen Duzhong. At this time, their eyes were full of awe at Xu Zixian.

Changwen Hou Mansion still has psychological advantages over Nan'an Hou Mansion.

Although the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion is a Marquis of the Zhiguo Kingdom, it was still dilapidated more than a year ago, and it was a joke in the royal family.

Although Changwen Hou Mansion is a Minhou Hou and not a royal family member, in terms of connections, wealth, and actual power, I don’t know how much it has left Nan'an Hou Mansion.

Many people in the clan disagreed with the candidate Xu Zixian, believing that the foundation was too shallow. It was not until Xu Zixian won the battle in Jiangtan and showed super strong force that the Changwen Hou Mansion clan most of the Changwen Hou Mansion agreed.

As troubled times are approaching, force is the most important thing, and many members of the Chen family still understand this.

But no matter what, the psychological advantage will not be eliminated for a while, but this psychological advantage has become smaller and smaller as Xu Zixian did in the capital, and after removing Chen Yutai.

When the number of officials increased, if the Dongfan and others were granted the title of Xu Zixian, and Xu Zixian was then observed after the death of King Qi, the Chen family was completely convinced by this young future son-in-law.

There are not many people who can get the stage, but not many of them can sing the show when they go on stage.

After hearing the news that Xu Zixian easily grabbed the Nanyang Navy in his hands, these Chen family members not only admired him, but also became more afraid.

This Nan'an Hou is really amazing.

If only he could fight, the Chen family would inevitably regard Xu Zixian as an ordinary reckless man in their hearts, but the various scheming skills that Xu Zixian showed meant that no matter how arrogant the Chen family was, they would not dare to think so.

Nan'an Hou, both of his literary talent and martial arts, are first-class people, which is already the consensus of the Changwen Chen family.

"Don't you plan to come here again?" Chen Duzhong smiled and said, "As long as I keep you, everyone else will be dealt with by Mingda."

Among the villages of the Xiang Army, there were inevitably some children of the Chen family, but the number was really small, and most of them were in the civil service. It didn’t matter how Xu Zi chased him out, but Chen Duzhong’s face would be a little damaged, but compared with the overall situation, this loss of face is of course nothing.

The Chen family received strict orders. In the Dongfan, no matter what Nan'an Hou wanted to do, the children of the Chen family must cooperate unconditionally and must not pull back or cause trouble.

"The situation here is different..." Xu Zixian whispered: "It's too late to attract people here. How could I chase people out? Not only did I not chase them away, but I also had to find a way to make them settle down here."

"Then you have to think of a good idea." Chen Duzhong laughed and said: "Except for a few local wing troops, most of the wing troops were transferred from various military states in Fujian. They all look forward to returning home after the expiration."

"It's okay, I won't be embarrassed about this..."

"I think so too."

One old and one young, laugh together.

The gongs and drums were loud and the flags were fluttering. More than 3,000 soldiers and more than 10,000 people surrounded Xu Zi first and walked towards Huaxi Shangzhai, which was also the military administration and commercial center of the entire Dongfan.

Some of the limited shops are all around the village. When a large number of people pass by, a few of the guys look here with indifferent eyes.

These are all unlucky people who were placed in places like Dongfan, and there were not many transactions to do throughout the year. Only when you collect sand gold, beans and linen, the shopkeepers would come by boat. After a short period of busyness, everything would return to peace.

In such a place, the bones are so painful that when you are a friend, you can learn from experience, gain connections, and prepare yourself as a shopkeeper in the future. But in such a place, what connections can you have and what experience can you gain?

"Harao Nan'an is here?"

"It's true that it's Nan'an Hou... I said I wanted to make the market quota here in Dongfan, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"It's so difficult. Can he accomplish something that the imperial court hasn't accomplished for more than 200 years?"

"Hmph, who can't brag?"

"Not necessarily, Nan'an Hou is still a capable person."

"His ability is nothing more than the ability to kill people. What does he know when doing business?"

"That's what I said..."

"Oh, we're just unlucky anyway, let's get through here..."

Of course, a group of guys didn't dare to speak loudly, but just gathered to talk in a low voice.

They were not wary of it. Xu Zixian stopped when he rode his horse by. Regardless of the noise and flattery around him, Nan'an Hou bet on the business here.

The group of guys were all frightened. Their identities were far different from those of Nan'an Hou. Even before Xu Zi became famous, the distance between Nan'an Hou and ordinary people was too far away.

"Three Sha Jinxing." Xu Zixian counted the business. The business here formed a small street, which was about ten feet long and forty or fifty meters away. He squinted his eyes, counted slowly, and thought about it.

Three gold stores, one silver shop, and one money shop. These are the most basic financial services. The silver shops and gold shops in Dawei are not considered a transaction. Not only does it not count, but the competition between them is also quite fierce.

There are three marinade shops, two rice and grain shops, and a fur shop. It seems that prey caught by the high mountain barbarians are not very good at making skins, otherwise there will be more fur shops.

It is close to Shangzhai, with guaranteed safety and is not far from the port terminal, making it easy to load and load and load.

What’s important is that you can only receive sand gold from the alpine natives here, and you can also receive beans, flax and other native products from locals.

There is also a dry goods shop, which is used to collect dried fish and sea foods dried by local people. These things are still very popular in the north.

After all, winters in the south are short, and you can still fish in winter. There are still fresh seafood, and smoked fish is just for convenience.

These days, the north is different. In winter, the cold weather is frozen, vegetables are extinct, and the supply of meat is reduced, so dry goods are quite popular.

"There are too few business stores..." Xu Zixian shook his head, knowing in his heart that this is a place that lacks commercial vitality.

It is no exaggeration to say that the number of commercial banks in a town in Nan'an is more than a hundred times that of the Dongfan.

The gap from Nan'an to Dongfan is quite obvious. If you compare Fuzhou, Quanzhou or Zhangzhou, the gap will be even bigger.

In other words, places like Penghu are not much better than Dongfan, but the number of the business is more than ten times.

It may be some remote areas in northern Shaanxi or northern Shanxi, which was similar to the Eastern Vanguard in this era.

Lifeless, without commercial vitality, sparsely populated, and a vicious cycle.

In addition to a small number of businesses, there are some stores.

There are about the shops that sell wine, groceries, snack shops, shoes, ready-to-wear, and small restaurants. There are dozens of shops that people need for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

A place where more than 10,000 people live, dozens of small shops are enough.

The Dongfan lacks vitality, the garrison does not have much money, there are even fewer officials, there are fewer foreign merchants and guests, and there are not even enough inns to open. There are dozens of small shops.

Chen Duzhong rode his horse and rode side by side with Xu Zixian, sighing: "Mingda, you see it. Dongfan is a pool of stagnant water. After a long time, the water has turned black and smelly! The people of the island have cleared these lands on the plains near the coast, planted some hemp and beans, and planted rice in Chameng where there is a water source. The harvest is OK. After all, it is warm and full of light. But they lack money and lack farm tools. Sometimes when they are harvested, there is no grain merchant to come to collect... clothes, shoes, socks, even kitchen knives, cutting boards, tables and chairs, and they have no place to buy them, and they have no cash to buy them. If this continues, I don't know what will happen on the island?"
Chapter completed!