The next morning, the sky was high and the clouds were clear. A red sun in the east broke through the sky, sprinkling a vast golden light, illuminating the vast snow. Han Yue stood up early, drank the meat porridge brought by Doudou, and then put on his coat and left the tent.

The camp was full of smoke from cooking, many people had already finished their breakfast, and many were already spontaneously waiting for work to start.

The snow has been cleaned up, and the next step is to build the house, and a fire is burning in the hearts of the people.

The farming nation has longed for stability since ancient times. No matter where they wander, they hope to take root. As long as they have a little ability, they will definitely build a house, even a simple thatched hut can do.

As for living in a tent? That's just a temporary transition. Who would always treat the tent as a home? The barbaric Turkic talent did this.

Our Marquis said that we Han people want to live in houses, and they are beautiful brick and tile houses, which are spacious and tidy than the houses that the nobles in Chang'an City live in.

Han Yue rode a donkey Lao Bai slowly in the camp. People greeted him from time to time. Looking at the eager and urgent faces, Han Yue couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

He knows what everyone is waiting for!

If it weren't for his desperate efforts to suppress the situation in the past few days, someone would have probably been unable to help but build a house with clay. Now the snow has finally been cleaned up, and the people's passion can no longer be suppressed.

“It’s time to start work!”

This thought flashed through Han Yue's heart.

The mutual market covers an area of ​​about 18,000 mu, of which 6,000 mu are unique to Han Yue himself, and the other 12,000 mu was allocated to him through the court. Such a large amount of land must be started from scratch, and if you want to build it, you must plan it carefully.

Han Yue is actually not good at this, but he has never eaten pork. He has seen pig runs. Later generations are full of commercial communities, high-end, low-end, cheap and all kinds of things, just copy other people's plans.

With 18,000 acres of land, he is planning to build three major areas.

First of all, the planning of the residential area. What a huge population of 100,000 people. If you cannot settle your residence at the beginning of construction, it will inevitably be a big headache in the future. Han Yue has already thought about it and directly took out 10,000 acres of land for residential purposes, which is equivalent to ten people sharing one acre of land equally. This treatment is higher than that of many boutique communities in later generations.

Why do you say that? Because there are only two families in ten people at most. In this era, the people of each family have a large population, and the family of five is just an average, and many people have seven or eight families.

One acre of land and two families, the calculation method of later generations is that each family has 330 square meters, which is larger than ordinary townhouses.

Han Yue wanted to build a courtyard house, and it was a courtyard house with two floors! With red bricks in hand and some civilized cement is burned, it is not difficult to build a two-story building.

Siheyuan can live in four families in one yard, covering an area of ​​two acres. It not only has a spacious space, but also enhances neighborhood feelings.

"I wonder if the court boss will be shocked when I come to my trade with each other in the future, I will be so shocked that I can't speak!" Han Yue was secretly proud in his heart, and even fantasized that Li Shimin would come. At that time, he must see what expression on the emperor's face.

The Siheyuan residential area was planned, and the second item was the commercial area.

After all, the main purpose of mutual trading is to do business with the Turks, and they will even do business with the Western Regions and the Liaodong people in the future. If you want to do it for a long time, you have to look far. This commercial area must not be careless.

Han Yue decided to use all his six thousand acres to build a commercial area.

First, three large markets are planned, one is a cattle, sheep, livestock market, one is a grain, tea brick market, and the last is a salt and iron market.

Three markets are across the street, each city builds a tax service yamen and arranges his own personnel to control it. Han Yue is in charge of the marquis as a marquis, and he has the right to set up his own officials. As long as he does not exceed the sixth rank, no one can stop him.

With residential areas and commercial areas, there is one area that must be built in the end, that is, the military camp.

Only those who hold heavy troops can everything be safe. If Han Yue wants to turn the blueprint in his heart into reality, he has to develop an elite soldier. It is not only to shock the Western Regions of the grassland, but also to shock the great families of aristocratic families.

He has already suffered enough losses at the mercy of others.

It's time to show off your fangs!

...

Time seemed like water. In a flash, three months were gone. The Central Plains gradually recovered and the snow on the grassland was melting. On this day, a long team of cars and horses suddenly appeared in Yanmen Pass. They stopped in the city, and then immediately drove northward, heading towards the mutual market.

"Boss Niu, I've been away for a whole month and a half, why haven't I seen the shadow of the mutual market yet? We are here with you to make a fortune, but I don't want to go to this desolate northern land to eat soil."

"What's the hurry?" The leader of the convoy snorted and cursed: "You donkey day Li Liuzi, you were crying at the beginning and begging me to sign up for you. Now you are starting to give up before you reach the ground. If there is no one stopping you, the convoy will compete with you. It's too late to be happy. If I hadn't owed your father a favor, you thought I would bring you to make a fortune. To be honest, this place is only two hundred miles away from the Jingyang Hou's mutual market, and you can get there in another five days."

"In another five days, you can arrive?" Li Liuzi's eyes lit up. He leaned over to Boss Niu with a saliva and asked with a smile: "Uncle Niu, can we really make a fortune when we go to the mutual market? I have bet on my entire wealth this time. Don't lose money..."

Boss Niu looked back at Li Liuzi's car and smiled and said, "Don't worry, you just need to pull the iron pots into the market. I promise that they will be snatched by the Turks in the blink of an eye. When I came last, I had three sheep with one iron pot, and three iron pots could be exchanged for a horse. You kid are just waiting to get rich."

hiss--

Li Liuzi gasped, and the people next to him were shocked. A red-faced man stuttered: "Boss Niu, are you true or false? Don't joke with everyone." The goods he pulled were also a truck of iron pots.

Boss Niu snorted coldly and said lightly: "I don't have a single or two in this sentence. Let me tell you the truth. The last time the court mobilized merchants to go to trade with each other, I was afraid of losing money. As a result, I pulled half a truck of grain and more than a dozen iron pots. Before I even entered the trading door, I was robbed by the Turks. At first, I used the iron pot to exchange cattle and sheep, but later I found that cattle and sheep were not profitable enough. I immediately changed my words and said that it was not a horse, but the Turks still robbed like crazy. Just half a truck of goods, my wealth had been thirty. I regretted that if I could have been cruel to pull more goods at that time, now I don't have a wealth of 100% to say that I am rich in Chang'an. Alas..."

He shook his head as he spoke, his face full of regret. Everyone in the convoy looked at each other and became a little more eager for the yearning for the mutual market.

The convoy headed north and soon for another five days and nights. Just when everyone was exhausted, Boss Niu suddenly laughed wildly, pointed to the north and shouted: "Ah hahaha, everyone, look, there is the mutual market of Jingyang Hou."

Everyone was shocked. Following the finger of Boss Niu, they suddenly saw a place on the vast horizon. There were crowds of people and countless people were building their homes. Although they were far apart, they could see many beautiful houses standing tall, all of which were two-story buildings two meters high.

Li Liuzi said tremblingly: "My mother, everyone says that it is desolate outside the pass. How can it look a little desolate? Chang'an is not as prosperous as here..."

Boss Niu's eyes flashed, and he was also very shocked and murmured: "Marquis of Jingyang is really a magic trick. When I came last time, the people were still living in tents. It's only three months later, and the mutual market is about to take shape. It's so good. No wonder everyone says he is a young genius."

While speaking, suddenly, dust flew away in the distance, and a team of high-end iron cavalry rumbled. The leading soldiers swept away everyone, then turned their eyes to the ox cart behind, and laughed: "You all have worked hard all the way. Li Fenghua, a general of the Xuanjia Army, came to guard everyone into the market under the order of the Marquis."

Boss Niu was slightly stunned and said curiously: "This general, I have been here once in March. It seems that there is no escort caravan entering the trade."

Li Fenghua laughed and explained: "This is impossible. Nowadays, the trade between the two countries is too prosperous. Every day, thousands of people are waiting to snatch goods. If you don't send troops to escort everyone, you can't even enter the trade door..."

Boss Niu and others were ecstatic. They looked at each other and saw the flash of light in each other's eyes.

Thousands and thousands of people are waiting to snatch goods? We may have to send this trip.
Chapter completed!