The king may not care about the land of the New World, but for the new nobles of the New World, it is the basis for them to settle down and cannot be given up.

People are in different positions and their core interests are also fundamentally different.

Just as sometimes people's original intention is to save the country but the empire is destroyed in advance.

On the third day of capturing Acapulco, Zou Yuanbiao placed a report on Chen Mu's desk. The 1,213 households of Acapulco from the Ming Dynasty and the land reclamation here have been registered. The county government's main task is to inspect the concealment of the land and collect corvee labor to reclaim wasteland.

Zou Yuanbiao entered the role very quickly, and did not have the arrogance of being naturally superior. When Chen Mu saw the letter he sent, he thought he would say in it: "The life is fierce and unfair and unfaithful, and he will be willing to change himself. Let's retreat."

Fortunately, there was no, otherwise Chen Mu would have thrown him into Zheng Tu's tribe and fend for himself.

Putting down the letter, Chen Mu chuckled softly and said to the servants on both sides: "Pull down the map."

The fog of war that enveloped him was gradually dissipating. The thousand-mile coast from Acapulco to Port Vallarta was drawn on the way south of the fleet. The people of Hong Kong and the surrendered soldiers would also go east to the official road to Mexico City in oral form by the soldiers and generals.

As for all directions in the dense forest, the guerrilla flag army of Lin Manjue's troops is now divided into 120 scattered troops, and the flag officers who are proficient in drawing and local people are divided into different directions, and they are searching out in all directions.

Inside and outside the port village, the military craftsmen started construction everywhere. The first ones were brick kilns, wood factories, military weapons bureaus and forest farms. The shipyards that used to belong to the Spanish in the harbor were also opened by the Ming army.

In a very short time, most of the existing land was taken over to the military palace and redistributed to the people - it was not because of Chen Mukang, and the people who stayed here basically had no land.

They were slaves and workers of the plantation. Although they were very close to the new nobles who owned the land, it did not mean that they were new nobles. Less than 10% of the free people who really owned the land. After redistribution, 60% of the people had land that could be cultivated by themselves.

"Students read the stories everywhere. Usually, the newly obtained land after the war must be exempted from tax for three years to win people's hearts. However, the people here were previously the same as serfs, and they could be taxed 30 and one tax to encourage farming."

Zou Yuanbiao's political talent is not very high, and he is even a novice in the career, but this does not prevent him from easily managing Acapulko in an orderly manner. He bowed to Chen Mu and said, "Can the general flag be transferred to a personal army and teach the people to farm outside the city?"

Before Chen Mu could speak, the stinky Dusk frowned and said, "Do you think we are farmers?"

Du Heizi was born with big waist and round waist and dark skin. She looked scary. Zou Yuanbiao ignored Du Song at all and bowed with her neck, saying, "Students have calculated that Acapulko is now booming in agriculture, with more than 70,000 mu of land. The farming of Chen Shuaiyan is corn, sweet potatoes, peppers, etc., and the yield per mu is better than rice."

"Although there are three or four stones, it is not several times more than rice as Chen Shuai said. After seeing the way the local people farm, they still feel that there are some problems."

Du Song stopped talking. When he heard the conclusion of three or four stones, he kept silent. He glanced at the tip of his nose and kept pinching his knuckles with his thumb. After a while, he saw Chen Mu not talking, he asked in a low voice: "Scholar, you said one acre of three stones, wouldn't that mean that you can produce more than 200,000 stones this year?"

"Not that much. The local people planted less than 20,000 mu of grain. More land was taken to grow cotton and sugarcane at the orders of Westerners, similar to Jiangnan."

After saying that, Zou Yuanbiao raised his head and added: "Zou was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Wanli!"

Du Song glared at him, and before he could speak, Chen Mu stopped him after sitting upright. He raised his hand and pointed to the seat next to the door. Du Heizi went over and sat with his arms in a honest manner. Chen Mu glanced at him and asked, "How did they farm?"

"There are no farming animals, no pear sticks, no overturns, water trucks, water chisels and other equipment, only digging sticks - wooden sticks tied with stones, and the fields are harvested as they are planted."

Zou Yuanbiao raised the pride of a cultural person on his young face and said, "There are lands suitable for reclaiming everywhere. With this side of the country, some land can be used to support 10,000 troops within two years based on the government's tax collection alone!"

"Why next year?"

Faced with Chen Mu's problem, Zou Yuanbiao said a little embarrassedly: "There is no farm tool or no farming animal. In the Ming Dynasty, a household of cattle can cultivate 50 acres of land a year. A household of people here can cultivate three or five acres of land with stone sticks."

As he said that, Zou Yuanbiao sighed: "That is, Asia is filled with noble land, and there are things like corn, otherwise they will starve to death."

Chen Mu shook his head slowly and said, "So you want the baggage ship to transport more farm animals when it comes this summer? There is no need."

"And it is not something that the people here can consider. They only need to be able to cultivate ten acres of land by one person."

Chen Mu looked at his subordinates who had planted land in his early years, and said casually: "The people here are generally poor. You can plow oxen for them, and the five people share it. Each of them cultivates ten acres of land, but does it cost to use oxen?"

"What about the loss of cattle if they are sick or dead? A person can plow five acres with a hoe instead of a plow. Without cattle, there is no need to plant feed and want to grazle after harvest. They can free up their hands to grow beans, wheat, hemp, and vegetables. The harvest in the year is similar to that of cattle."

"In this way, the Eastern Military Palace does not have to bear the losses of a large number of sick and dead cattle in the baggage, and there is more space on the boat to transport warfare supplies."

Chen Mu said: "I think the most urgent task is to let the people use iron farm tools generally, and expand the breeding of six livestock in Asian counties."

"Your duty is not to farm for the people step by step, or to find ways to make the military government facilitate your political achievements, but to use existing conditions to create more favorable policies for the people, such as connecting with surrounding tribes to set up markets."

"Even if your people can cultivate 10,000 acres of land alone, without a market, and the grain they grow is useless, they will only plant two acres of land a year, which is enough for family members to eat and use. What's the use of planting a lot of land? Is it a matter of paying rent?"

"They can't even afford to rent a cattle now, let alone not learning much Chinese. How can you let them know how important the cattle are? They will slaughter them and eat meat when they send them back."

Commercial grains are meaningful.

Zou Yuanbiao has been away for a long time, but Chen Mu is still drawing a grand blueprint for the future of Asian agriculture. He wants to build a large farm on this land with Ming people's villages. This not only requires agricultural technology that combines the local Ming Dynasty with Europe, but also farming livestock.
Chapter completed!