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Chapter 59

After eating, Xiangbu sat outside the tent and watched the sun gradually set in the west, he was in a daze. He was the leader, and his personal property was always more than others. After that, he rented a small house in the Volcano Army, arranged for his family to live there, and worked alone here. In the future, he would settle down in the Volcano Army, or be organized into a farming steward and build a house and farming like others. He had not yet thought about it. Although the military city was prosperous, people like him who were used to living in the mountains felt that it was not used to it everywhere, so it was better to farm.

Two Xiangbu tribe members turned from behind the tent and bowed: "Head man, it's still early, why are you alone here alone?

Xiang preached: "Anyway, there is nothing to do, so I'll take a break here. By the way, what are you going to see?"

The younger one said: "We finally moved out of the mountains, of course we have to see the prosperity outside the mountains. I heard that the taverns opened under the big trees there sell very strong wine. We used to drink two bowls. Besides, we only drank soup these days. Although it was barely a bit meaty, we always felt that something was missing in our mouths. They had cooked meat and ate two pieces of it."

Xiangbu heard this and jumped up from the ground and whispered: "Why are you so uneducated? You just want to drink and meat! This time we went out, but all the cattle and sheep were sold. We had to re-built the house business and use money everywhere! Look at the Han people from the south who have been working, and who don't do their own work? Some go out to dig medicinal materials, and some hunt and peel them, and they can be exchanged for money in the future!"

After hearing this, the two laughed and said, "What the boss said is so scary, why don't you learn well? We work here, in addition to controlling food and accommodation, we also have ten-min-money wages every day. Isn't this money just a spend? The wages we spend do not spend our family savings."

After saying that, he said goodbye, pretending to listen to Xiangbu's words and go back to his residence, but in fact he went straight to the tavern.

When we were in the mountains, we lived together, we had to move together to escort and live together, and we all listened to Xiangbu. Now that we are still the same clan in name, we live our own lives, and some people can no longer control Xiangbu.

Looking at the figures of the two, Xiangbu sighed repeatedly. This is not good for the foreigners, and they can't keep money in their hands. Whenever they have a few money, they have to drink and eat meat, or even gamble. Fortunately, Du Zhongxiao has always been strict with gambling, so they can only eat and drink. Before coming to work, Xiangbu specially ordered every household to keep all the savings at home, and the workers who work only brought some food and could not bring a penny, but they didn't expect that they could still spend their wages.

The wages were paid every ten days. These people received a hundred cents yesterday, but they could not hold back. The tavern was extremely lively. There were even those who were even less powerful, who could not wait to pay the wages. They had long been in the tavern to be credited and could not get the money.

After sighing for a while, Xiangbu stood up and walked towards the tavern. No matter how many people listened to him, they could persuade him to be the same. They were also craftsmen, and the Han people rarely gathered in the tavern. After work, they would find hunting and fishing for anything. Even if they wanted to drink, they would buy wine from the tavern, prepare some fresh fish and game themselves, and have a happy meal.

The tavern is a tent set up by a big tree. A yamen of the Volcano Army hired a few servants to sell some wine and meat here. The wine was brewed from the official restaurant. It was extremely strong. The meat was mutton that was killed every day, and was sold to the officials and generals. The rest were sold here. The sheep heads and sheep hooves were braised by the tavern and used to serve wine. Every night, the place was filled with people and was extremely lively.

Before he could reach the tent, Xiangbu saw two of his tribe standing outside, leaning against the big tree, each holding a wine bowl and drinking happily. This bowl of wine costs only five cents, and one mouthful is slippery, and the wages for a day are gone.

Looking at him, Xiangbu couldn't help but complain to Du Zhongxiao. He just recruited people and opened a tavern here. Most of the people here are foreigners, so how could they bear this temptation? He earned some money and sent it all here.

Du Zhongxiao had no choice but to have insufficient cash. In order to win the hearts of the people, he insisted on paying wages. He could only open a tavern and take back the money he sent. With this small tavern, he could use a small amount of cash to maintain the small economic cycle here.

For rulers and organizers, these undertakings cannot be simply calculated by how much money is invested. If the operation is done properly, a small amount of money can also achieve greater results. For example, the Volcanic Army has many troops stationed in the border areas, and the money and food invested by the court every year is astronomical. However, if the local officials operate properly, they can borrow this money to activate the economy and take advantage of the situation to develop the local area.

When the two drinking men saw Xiangbu coming, they turned their faces together, pretending not to see them. Xiangbu could only shake her head, so what could it be?

As the leader, Xiangbu must consider the interests of the whole clan, and those who firmly support them are those who do not come to work and guard their families. These people who come to work are all young and strong, and they can't control themselves in the world of flowers at once. The money is earned by themselves. Xiangbu is like an annoying mother-in-law, telling them every day that they can't do this or that. In a few days, everyone gets annoyed.

After entering the tent, he saw a big man sitting in the middle, holding a bowl of wine in his hand, talking loudly, and the people around him agreed.

This is a capital of the Baojie Army, named Shi Kaicheng, which is one of the generals of the Xiang Army who reclaimed the fields here. This time, Du Zhongxiao mobilized all the Zhuangcheng commanders, plus Baojie Capital, and a total of nearly 800 rural soldiers recruited from the south. Their task is to reclaim wasteland, plant wheat in the opened fields, and renovate ditches and roads, and wait for subsequent immigrants who settled here to receive them.

At this time, the land reclamation in border areas was mostly demarcated and archers were recruited to shoot seeds. Archers did not pay taxes, but brought their own archers and horses as rural soldiers, which was part of the foreign soldiers system. It can be imagined that there were not many people who truly met the requirements of archers. If you either had land to recruit people, you could not recruit people, or you could only lower the requirements. Archers were famous but not real. Du Zhongxiao removed the archers' requirements and simply recruited people to farm. He should pay taxes and taxes, and also worked as labor. Just when he was in Yongcheng County, the township soldiers carried out the recruitment system, using money and grain for land management to raise soldiers, and organized separately.

Baojie Army only came to one capital. Dutou Shi Kaicheng regarded himself very well. He was a war soldier, and he was different from those who were commanding the digging of trenches and building houses in Zhuangcheng. He usually couldn't talk to the generals of Zhuangcheng Army. When he was fine, he would rather go to this tavern and brag about these drinkers.

Seeing Xiangbu coming in, Lu Hai's eyes lit up in the yaqian, and he hurriedly came up and said, "What wind is blowing the leader here today?"

Xiangbu looked around and found that half of his tribe members were here. When Xiangbu saw that they bowed their heads and said nothing.

After a forced smile, Xiangbu said to Lu Hai: "I have nothing to do today, come here to have a drink of wine at the festival level."

Lu Hai hurriedly asked the servant to bring a bowl of wine, and then ordered a plate of meat, saying, "This is a good wine from the military city, and it is the most powerful. If you are a hero, you will pour two big bowls. The leader will taste it. The meat is served with good mutton, and you can eat two pieces."

Xiangbu received the wine and shook her head: "I am a poor mountain man, where can I have money to eat meat? Let's take it back at the festival."

Lu Hai laughed at the ear: "Why should the leader cry poorly with me? Who doesn't know how much money you got when you sold more than a dozen good horses to the yamen a few days ago! In life, if you have money, the leader should eat and drink some good things."

Xiangbu hurriedly said, "Don't listen to people's words at the festival level. I don't give it to the court for more than a dozen good horses, but I haven't got a penny of money. I have to go to the military city to receive the reward. Besides, those more than a dozen horses are the food and clothing of my whole family, and the food and clothing of the future depends on them."

The winery present laughed together, saying that Xiangbu was stingy. The foreigners were attached to each other, and the government would distribute the fields to the fields according to the customs, and even give seeds and farm tools. The money for selling horses was in vain. When other foreigners encountered such good things, they would eat them for a while without a meal, but Xiangbu was different.

Shi Kaicheng looked at Xiangbu and whispered: "You barbarian are interesting. You are even more capable of calculating your life than the Han people. You eat this meat and treat it as if I invite you today. You grazed cattle and sheep every day, but you don't have to eat meat on weekdays. It's pitiful."

Xiangbu thanked Shi Tiancheng and wanted to ask the tribe members to come and eat together. Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, she had to forget it.

Shi Kaicheng said: "I heard that there are dozens of people in your tribe who come here to work, and your leader is almost all the soldiers and horses. Usually, they are supervising people to work. Look at me, there is no shortage of wine and meat here every day, so they are not as stingy as you."

Xiangbu laughed and said, "I can't compare the most. You all have a salary and don't have to worry about money. If we get a copper coin on weekdays, we want to break it into a few petals to spend it. We can't compare it, we can't compare it."

After saying that, he said to the tribesmen who had their heads down, "We left the mountains and went to the plain to rely on the court. In the future, we would build houses and buy daily necessities. I don't know how much money we spend. You, alas, don't spend here every day. Occasionally, I'm greedy, come here to take care of the festival-level business, which is a must. But when you have nothing to do, you will learn from others and do a good job. In the past few days, I have seen a few Han people from the south. After work, they all went to the river to cut willow branches and weave baskets, which is extremely exquisite. How good are you to learn those crafts!"

Shi Tiancheng laughed at the hearing: "You barbarian are interesting. You are willing to teach your tribe like this. It's really different! Come on, I'll give you a bowl of wine!"

Xiangbu and Shi Kaicheng drank a bowl of wine, and felt a little frightened. He brought his clan members out of the mountain, not to seek the benefits in front of him, but to let the clan members start a new life. They farmed like the Han people on the plains, raised poultry and livestock, and had a wealth of food and clothing. Unexpectedly, after leaving the mountain, the clan members did differently from what they thought, and they were becoming increasingly unruly, which made him feel helpless.
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