Zhang Yiyan sat upright and leaned forward slightly to look at Gu Jingyun. In front of Gu Jingyun, he didn't dare to Fan Song.

  Gu Jingyun stopped writing and moved his homework to one side to dry, "The development of the caravan has stabilized, have you thought about what you will do in the future?"

   "Young Master, I am a criminal, and it is inconvenient to do anything, and I really can't think of what else to do in the village of sin."

  Gu Jingyun glanced at him, "Do you want me to help you improve?"

   Zhang Yiyan looked at him expectantly.

   Gu Jingyun sneered: "If I have this ability, why would I come back here?"

   "Master, my family's situation is different from that of the Qin family. My father was exiled due to corruption. At that time, he was only a small five-ranked state, and now it is estimated that no one will remember him..."

   "I won't gamble with my life for others," Gu Jingyun interrupted him, "If you have such expectations, then we part ways as soon as possible."

  Zhang Yiyan was slightly disappointed, but his rejection was also in his expectation, so he knelt down to Gu Jingyun without any pressure, "Sir, it's my delusion, don't worry, I won't have this idea again."

   Strange!

  Gu Jingyun looked down at him, so he liked and trusted Zhang Liulang more, but he had to admit that Zhang Yiyan was more comfortable with it.

   He doesn't care about Zhang Yiyan's insincere words, anyway, he can still control him now, right?

"There are currently ten sin villages in Qiongzhou, and it is expected that there will be more in the future, and there will be new populations every year. In addition to the newly exiled people, there are also newly born infants and young children. These people will grow up. The descendants account for one-third of the population of Qiongzhou, not counting the part of the people who are married to the good people." Gu Jingyun said: "With such a vast land and a huge population, you can't think of what you can do, except for the imperial court. In addition to the limitations of oppression and guilt, it is also because you are lazy."

   Zhang Yiyan's face turned slightly red, "What good idea does the young master have?"

   "No good idea, just a few ideas."

Gu Jingyun: "The people who were exiled here, except those who were wronged, all deserved their crimes. I don't think they are worthy of help, but in any case, their descendants are innocent. There is very little land suitable for planting, and most of them are located in barren and dangerous places in the sea, so they are poor because the resources they can get are limited. And because they are limited in their scope of activities, they have fewer choices.”

   Zhang Yiyan nodded sharply.

   "This is foolish thinking."

   Zhang Yiyan almost twisted his head halfway through.

   Gu Jingyun sneered and said, "You can make money from food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Now the criminals fish and dry the seafood for food, but can't you do the other three?"

   Zhang Yiyan was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, but our movements are limited..."

   "There are many merchant ships docked at Qiongzhou Wharf. As long as you have the goods and you can make them excited, why can't you get money?"

"This time I went out for a walk and found that a pound of good tea can be sold for eight taels and one pound, while those famous teas are counted in two, one tael of tea is worth one hundred taels of silver, and the worst tea It can also be sold for seventy to eighty cents per pound. Excluding the merchants who have passed through the middle, the tea farmers sold are between fifteen and thirty-five cents per pound. This is calculated on the basis of the worst tea.” Gu Jingyun Zhuan He looked out the window, his window was facing the mountains in the distance, and the lush green trees dotted it, which was very pleasing to the eye.

"Qiongzhou has a warm climate and many mountains. Other crops may not survive, but they are very suitable for crops such as tea trees and mulberries. The sinners of Ruoxin Village and the good people of Xiangshan Village learned to grow tea and make tea. Are you worried about the lack of gold and silver grains?”

   Zhang Yiyan's heart was agitated, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, "Has your son planned what kind of tea to plant?"

   "No," Gu Jingyun said indifferently: "I just thought about it, you have to investigate and test what kind of tea is suitable for Qiongzhou. Besides, there are mulberry and hemp."

"I won't talk about the benefits of mulberry being able to feed silkworms, but hemp can directly make clothes." Gu Jingyun paused and said, "Silk and satin are very good, and a piece of silk and satin can be sold for four or five taels. Please, but how many people in Da Chu can afford to wear silk and satin?"

Gu Jingyun pointed to his clothes and said, "I'm wearing cotton, but you, the sinners in Sin Village and the ordinary people in Qiongzhou outside, most of them wear linen. In Qiongzhou, except for the county magistrate and the others Great landlord, who else can afford silk and satin?"

  Yes, your Qin family.

   Zhang Yiyan said silently in his heart, but he had to agree with Gu Jingyun's words, that few people in Qiongzhou could afford to wear silk and satin clothes, and even if there were more people outside, they would not be more than those who wore cotton and linen.

"You can't plant tea, you can't make it, but you can plant ramie, and you can weave linen. Qiongzhou is the gateway to the Central Plains, Guangzhou, a country outside the vassal. This is the advantage, and you still cry. Are you saying you can't find anything to do?"

   Zhang Yiyan was stunned. He didn't know that he could do so many things in Sin Village.

Of course, he knew that ramie was grown in his family. Every village in the villages he visited planted it. Some people split a piece of land from their private plot to plant it, and some people with a large population dedicated a piece of land to plant it. Some people directly plant a circle in the field, and there are still crops in it.

   Ramie is stripped after it is harvested, and can be woven into cloth with a spinning machine. Women in every family can weave, and they will not be forced to learn by life.

For example, his mother, let alone weaving before coming here, she doesn't even know what ramie looks like, but they have no money to buy clothes. His mother weaved cloth, and after learning, he chopped wood, took the family's five chickens, and asked the carpenter in Sin Village to help build a spinning machine.

  The spinning machines and weaving skills of every household in Sin Village come from this way.

  The tea thing can be put aside for a while, but ramie can be planted immediately.

   Zhang Yiyan asked with a fiery heart, "Young master, where do you get the woven fabrics and sell them?"

  Gu Jingyun shook his head, "I don't know."

   "Does that son have a plan?"

  Gu Jingyun continued to shake his head, "No."

   Zhang Yiyan was choked and stared at him.

   "That's why I asked you to come. You have to organize and organize ramie and weaving, and you have to find the merchant."

   Zhang Yiyan looked at him blankly, "What are you doing, son?"

   "I'll help you replace the county magistrate in Qiongzhou, so it's not too difficult for your goods to go out."

  Zhang Yiyan couldn't help swallowing a saliva, and said with shining eyes, "Tan Qian is leaving?"

   "Ah~~" Gu Jingyun said with a half-smile, "Maybe he will come to accompany you in the future."

   Looking at Gu Jingyun's smile, Zhang Yiyan couldn't help shivering, and after a while, the joy overwhelmed the sense of danger at this moment.

   He was really annoyed with Tan Qian.

  Tan Qian has been the county magistrate of Qiongzhou for nine years, and he hasn't moved his nest. It doesn't matter if the taxes are getting heavier every year, and all kinds of donations have come out.

   Especially for their sinners, Tan Qian could not wait to smash their bones with a knife and **** the marrow.

   Why is it difficult to marry a daughter-in-law in Sin Village in recent years?

  Because many families choose to drown the girl first because they can't feed so many people. If there is not enough food, or if the tax is not enough, then it will be the turn of the young boy, and then the old man...

   One by one, and finally if you can't even collect your own tax, you will be hanged directly with a rope.

   Has Zhang Yiyan seen very little in these years?

   If it wasn't for his caravan to help the villagers of Sin Village escape part of the donation and city gate tax, more people would die.

Because of the Qin family and the caravan in the first village, although everyone's life is difficult, at least the children born can be kept, so there is not enough hatred for Tan Qian.

   But in other sin villages, Zhang Yiyan has no doubts that if Tan Qian does not move his nest in a few years, the sinners in the sin village may not be able to resist rebelling.

   So I don't blame Zhang Yiyan for being happy, if it wasn't for Gu Jingyun, he would have jumped up and laughed three times.

   "Young master, don't worry, as long as you can solve Tan Qian, then I can do it well. From planting ramie to selling, I will not trouble you."

  Gu Jingyun nodded in satisfaction, this is why he likes to use Zhang Yiyan, as long as he gives a direction and some help, he can handle things properly, and he will never ask him to pay more attention, unlike Zhang Liulang...

Zhang Liulang was asking Li Baolu for advice at this time, "Our caravan only accepts seafood, and I think it's too monotonous. You said that I came back from the city and sold some goods to the villagers when I went to the village to receive the goods. ?"

   "I don't know, make up your own mind."

   Zhang Liulang said in distress: "I asked you just because I wasn't sure."

  Li Baolu thought for a while and said, "Then go back and ask your elder sister."

   Zhang Liulang frowned, "She, how can she understand these things..."

  Li Baolu sneered, "She knows a lot more than you. If you were half as good as her, you wouldn't ask me."

   Zhang Liulang pursed his lips and said after a while, "Li Baolu, have you taken gunpowder, why are you always targeting me today?"

   "No," Li Baolu flatly denied, "I'm just a little worried about my caravan."

   Zhang Liulang said angrily: "Look down on me, just wait, the caravan I preside won't be any worse than Brother Yiyan."

  Li Baolu waved at him, "Good ambition, I hope you can achieve it."

   Zhang Liulang ran away angrily. After thinking about it when he got home, he turned around and ran to look for Sister Zhang, "Sister, I have something for you to refer to."

   Sister Zhang was weaving cloth on a spinning machine. She heard that her hands and feet were constantly on the move, and she asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

   "I want the caravan to also sell goods, do you think the villagers will buy it?"

   "No." Big Sister Zhang said without thinking.

   Zhang Liulang choked for a while before asking, "Why?"

   "Because I don't have money." Big Sister Zhang looked at him in surprise, "Everyone can't even get the money to pay taxes, how can there be money to buy things from businessmen?"

"A needle can be used for ten years, the thread can be twisted by oneself, the fabric used in clothes can be woven by oneself, except for the salt in the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, who doesn't make the rest? Do you have the spare money to buy it?"

   Zhang Liulang shook his lips and said, "It makes sense."

   "Wait until the people in Sin Village have money to think about it."

   "But when will they be rich?"

   "I don't know," Big Sister Zhang sighed, "Maybe it would be better to change to a county magistrate."

  In the past, when Tan Qian didn't come, children in the village could eat some candy whenever adults came to town to sell seafood, but now...

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