Since a new war has not started yet, this is non-war time.

This is how Ming Dynasty defined it, a country is either at war or not at war.

Affected by Li Xiao, Ming Dynasty now has to make plans no matter what it does. And it not only has short-term plans, but also long-term plans.

For example, the industrial center of the Ming Dynasty is still dominated by the Bohai Rim Economic Belt. New industries are developing in the Yangtze River Estuary Economic Belt, headed by Huating.

Obviously different from the northern industries, Huating produces mostly chemical products and new materials.

While Li Hao was talking, he and Li Xiao were walking in the fields on the outskirts of Beijing. There had just been a heavy snowfall, and the land was vast.

The field became a white blanket, with occasionally one or two straw sticks sticking out of the ground. Gray-headed sparrows squatted on the trees, chirping non-stop.

For them, winter is extremely difficult.

Suddenly, Li Xiao saw something shiny in front of him. It shone brightly in the sun and looked so dazzling under the white snow.

"What is that?" Li Xiao put up an arbor and looked at it for a while, but it was too far away to see clearly.

It's too cold, otherwise I would take a look with a telescope.

"Oh, that!

It’s a plastic film house built by farmers in the suburbs of Beijing!

The plastic film produced in Huating is propped up with bamboo strips to form a plastic greenhouse.

In the past, some people built greenhouses, which were made of glass and were very expensive.

The direct consequence is that greenhouse vegetables are also very expensive in winter. The main vegetables for ordinary people in winter are still Chinese cabbage, radishes, and potatoes.

In the past two years, carrots, onions and other items from other feudal lords have been added.

Plastic film is a good thing, it's cheap and doesn't need to be put up, it just needs to be propped up with bamboo strips.

Nowadays, large plastic greenhouses have begun to appear in the suburbs of Beijing, and soon greenhouse vegetables will appear on the dining tables of people in Gyeonggi.

As green vegetables become available in large quantities, prices will gradually come down.

From now on, people in the capital will be able to eat two pounds of celery and make dumplings stuffed with celery in the middle of winter.

As I talked, I actually got a little greedy. Brother, let’s have dumplings for lunch, stuffed with celery."

Li Hao suddenly took a sip of saliva, looking like Brother Pig.

"I remember that you used to like to eat leek and egg stuffing, but if you can't get enough, the three delicacies stuffing is just fine.

Why do you like to eat celery stuffing again?" Li Xiao blinked his eyes, very puzzled.

"I don't know why, but whenever I eat something stuffed with leeks, my stomach will regurgitate with acid. The taste is unbearable."

"Oh, have you seen Dr. Li?" Li Xiao turned around with concern.

"I've seen it. Doctor Li said that the root cause of the disease was sleeping in the open when he was exploring the railway.

It’s not easy to cure. Now I have to take medicine every day and it’s so annoying!” Li Hao sighed helplessly.

A long puff of white breath came out, and Li Xiao turned his head.

"Thank you for all your hard work these years!"

"It's hard work, to be honest. Seeing the people's lives getting better day by day, I feel comfortable in my heart.

These years you have been busy fighting outside and have not seen much of what is going on at home.

To be honest, the Ming Dynasty has changed a lot in these years, especially in places like Gyeonggi, Liaodong, and Tianjin.

Not only do the people have food and drink, but the children in the city can also go to school.

In places like Hebei and Liaodong, many villages have primary schools.

Many junior high school graduates have given up the superior city life. They go to the countryside alone to teach children knowledge.

I am both a Chinese teacher and a math teacher.

Many primary schools in villages only have one teacher.

Last month I visited several villages and saw respectable people. They were generally thin, but in good spirits.

The house they live in is not very good, but it is one of the best in the village. Every day, they eat meals at fellow villagers' homes.

It’s the family’s turn to eat every day!

I heard from the village chief that everyone will cook something delicious when it's their turn. But these gentlemen from the city are still very thin and don't know how.

The village chief may try to lie to me with nice words, but the respect the villagers have for their husband oozes from their very bones.

I can see that they really respect those young and outrageous gentlemen.

I ate what they said was delicious, which was actually pimple soup. The vegetable was pickles, and my husband came and added an egg to it.

But in the end those eggs often fall into the mouths of greedy children."

When Li Hao spoke, his eyes were looking into the distance, as if he wanted to see through the mountains and rivers, and once again cast his eyes on the remote mountain village.

It didn't seem like he was talking to Li Xiao, more like he was whispering to himself.

"Is life in the countryside still so hard?"

"It's okay for those close to Gyeonggi, like this village in front of you. But if you go farther away, to places like Mentougou, you'll see a different scene.

After planting high-yield crops such as corn and potatoes, they will not go hungry.

But it's just that I won't go hungry. I still have no money in my pocket and I'm still very poor.

Children stare at chicken butts every day and want to pull the eggs out of the chicken butts.

For many families, eggs are the main source of income besides selling food.

Money is needed to replace salt at home, buy new clothes, or even build a new house.

They have no money, so they can only make money by raising chickens."

Li Xiao didn't answer. He knew that Li Hao was blaming him for spending all his money on the war.

There is no way to answer. Doesn't Li Hao understand the meaning of defeating the Europeans? He knows, but he still feels more sorry for the people of the Ming Dynasty who are struggling in poverty.

"Soon! They can't make money raising chickens anymore.

Large-scale chicken farms began to be established in the suburbs of Beijing, and there were eight of them as soon as they were established. The number of eggs and chicken provided by these eight large-scale chicken farms can account for 30% of the demand in the capital!

You know, the capital already has a population of four million. This 30% number is already very terrifying."

"Yes! The number of 30% is very scary, and because they are farming on a large scale, the cost will be controlled to a certain extent, so the prices of eggs and chicken will be brought down.

In other words, the eggs of those farmers will be cheaper, and the money they receive in exchange will be less.

Fourth brother, do you want Hu Niu not to open those chicken farms?" Li Xiao finally knew why Li Hao had to drag him for an outing in the snow.

It must be Huniu opening a chicken farm. He couldn't stop it, so he could only come to Li Xiao's place to hit the wooden clock.

"After she opened a chicken farm to make money, the wealthy households in the capital would follow suit.

They are not short of money, and they are very rich. They will soon be able to form large-scale farming!

If this continues, sooner or later the egg and chicken business in the capital will fall into the hands of these people.

Now that the chicken is done, what’s next? Pig, cow, sheep?

During the Chinese New Year, the common people would sell the fat pigs they had raised for a year, hoping to get a good price so that their families could live a prosperous New Year.

But if pigs are raised on a large scale, what will you do with the children who are looking forward to new clothes during the New Year?

What will you do with the thousands of rural families?"

Li Hao began to yell filial piety. It was obvious that he could no longer speak calmly.

"What to do? What to do?

There is no way!" Li Xiao exhaled a white breath.

"There is no law in the Ming Dynasty that prohibits people from opening pig farms and chicken farms.

If Huniu wants to make a living by herself, opening a chicken farm is ten thousand times better than opening a brothel or a casino.

I just think she should get support instead of oppression from her uncles.

In fact, it is only a matter of time that the small-scale farmer economy will be impacted by economies of scale.

Even if Hu Niu doesn't come out to do it, others will come out to do it.

Businessmen have the most sensitive sense of smell in the world, not to mention that in Xi'an and the Western Region, there are already large areas of national chicken farms, pig farms, and cattle farms.

There are successful precedents there, how can you prevent them from making money?

After they raise these livestock and poultry, the prices of meat and eggs will also drop in the future.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have more meat and fish on the common people’s dining tables?

As for making the villagers rich, this is a matter that requires the guidance of the government and the wisdom and sweat of the villagers.

Just like you said, the villagers grow potatoes.

What I know is that after frying the potatoes, sprinkle some seasonings on them. This is a great snack!
To be continued...