Water Margin farming to become powerful

You must know that such a team of dragons, spirits and tigers can use knives and guns to rob the people's food far faster than growing food by themselves. , reducing one's combat effectiveness is already a miracle in this era.

At this time, there was a commotion in the front, Fang Liang called a soldier to ask, Zhu Biao heard the soldier's words from the side, Fang Liang whispered a few words, Fang Liang nodded and turned his head and smiled: "Our guards in front , the competition of shavings is underway, if you are interested, why don't you go and have a look together."

Everyone didn't say anything at this time, they were all curious about what the protection army would do. They had already made various psychological preparations in their hearts, but when they walked to the front, they saw the scene in front of them, which still surprised them.

I saw that about 100 soldiers had already rested from farm work at this time.

While eating lunch and drinking water, everyone stood together and looked at two strong men on an open field, each with a hoe turning the groundnuts on the ground.

Their movements were extremely skillful, almost to the point of gracefulness, and a handful of peanuts came out as soon as the hoe went down, and a group of soldiers surrounded them loudly cheering and cheering for the contestants in their own row.

Everyone had never seen this hot scene before, and everyone in the army had smiles on their faces, as if this was not hard work, but some extremely interesting career.

Landlords looked at this scene and finally there was something other than panic in their eyes.

As landlords, they have a kind of worship for the land, which is the source of their food and clothing, and this is where they think their careers are.

Exploiting farmers is one thing, but seeing that this group of guards really treat farming as a pursuit, everyone was shocked and felt a sense of appreciation from the bottom of their hearts.

They felt that these lands were respected, and finally couldn't help feeling close to the protection army.

The astonishment in Huang Tang's heart couldn't be overstated. In the past, every important farming season, the imperial court would send officials to various places to encourage farming and harvesting, but they were nothing more than talking about scenes. At most, those officials went to the ground to have a look. Fearing that the officials will find ways to increase taxes on their own fields after a glance and find that the crops are growing well. They are in a very tense game state.

Officials talk about the flowers, but their attitude shows that they only care about how much tax they charge, they don't care about your output, how are your people's lives?
Whenever it was time to pay taxes, the deeds of those sharp officials made the landlords look down on them even more.

He kicked the hard-earned food all over the ground, deliberately saying that the food sent by others was short, and asking for bribes.

Extorting bribes is one thing, but the behavior of kicking and scattering the food that these landlords regard as important as their lives really makes everyone feel disgusted and distressed subconsciously.

In front of Kankan, the soldiers of the Protection Army were applauding each other for their respective fields.

Huang Tang muttered to himself: "There is no one who is powerful and powerful in the world, but who truly respects Nongsang..."

A competition ended quickly, and the two platoons of grain farmers were also selected. The company commander ran over with a smile and asked Zhu Biao to say a few words.

Zhu Biao went up to encourage him, and handed out the certificate and the mobile red flag he had earned to the winner. When he received the red flag, there was a burst of applause from the platoon of the victorious fighter.

It was the shock that the scene gave everyone, and it finally reached a critical value.

When he left the field and went to the conference room, a landlord couldn't help but asked, "Three generals, why does the Supervisory Council treat farmers so favorably?"

Fang Liang was full of official articles: "The eight-character slogan is our mission, and our life's work rests on these eight characters. Naturally, we have to do it well."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, curious in their hearts.

"May I ask the general, does the Supervisory Committee have a lot of influence in Shandong?"

Fang Liang smiled and asked:

"Haven't everyone heard of the name of our Supervisory Council?"

As he spoke, he took out a banknote from the Supervisory Committee Bank from his pocket and unfolded it in front of everyone.

Because of its stable reputation and easy carrying when doing business, banknotes issued by the Bank of the Supervisory Committee have been widely circulated in Shandong for a long time.

It is close to Shandong, and some big households from Chuzhou to Sizhou have gradually begun to use it. The landlords present have naturally seen banknotes issued by the Bank of the Supervisory Committee. The design of banknotes is really clever, which greatly facilitates merchants.

But because the imperial court was afraid that the power of the Supervisory Council would infiltrate into Sizhou, the imperial court made a lot of negative publicity on the Supervisory Council and created a lot of rumors. In the ears of rich households in Sizhou, the Supervisory Council and the Protectorate Army had long been stink The name of the main street, everyone has never even linked the paper money issued by the Bank of the Supervisory Committee with the Supervisory Committee.

Even when Fang Liang took out the money, everyone didn't realize it for a while. It wasn't until he smiled and pointed at the big words "Bank of Supervisory Committee" on it that everyone suddenly realized.

This money was actually issued by the Supervisory Committee of Shandong!

"It's not just banknotes." Kong Cheng said with a smile: "Our supervisory committee also has many textile factories, iron factories, and salt factories."

He pointed to the two servants behind Huang Tang and said, "I see that these two are carrying muskets on their shoulders. This gun was made by us in Dengzhou."

Huang Tang froze for a moment, a little in disbelief.

He knew that the name of the musket was the Dengzhou gun, but he never connected the Supervisory Committee with the origin of the Dengzhou gun.

"Is this gun produced by the Supervisory Council?"

Kong Cheng nodded with a face of course.

"If you don't believe me, you can turn over the handle and take a look at the inscription on the gun to see if it is made by the Second Factory of the Dengzhou Supervisory Committee?"

Kongcheng Zhidao Now the No. [-] factory is where the production line for making smoothbore guns is located. Because the guards no longer look down on this kind of muskets, they all regard the firearms of the No. [-] Supervisory Committee factory as the worst firearms in Dengzhou .

Jia Ding quickly turned the musket upside down to display the inscription, and everyone took a closer look. Just as Kong Cheng said, they saw that although the inscription was a little worn, it was marked "honorably produced by the No. [-] Iron Factory of Dengzhou Supervisory Committee" typeface.

Everyone was surprised.

Huang Tang wondered why they all had good guns. It turned out that the guns were all made by others. Thinking that before he came here, he still regarded them as bandits who had never seen firearms before, and now he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

The members of the visiting group went to the meeting room to rest together. Before everyone entered the meeting room, they had not been served a meal, but they saw a map of the control area of ​​the supervisory committee.

People in this era have no concept of reading maps, because the maps that ordinary people can access in this era are too sloppy, but a large part of the situation map is marked with the areas controlled by the Supervisory Committee. The color still makes people have to feel garish.

Everyone thought: This supervisory committee seems to be much more powerful than they thought! (end of this chapter)