Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 34 Let everyone in the world have clothes to wear
After handing over the transported military rations, Chen Heng reported to Xu Da what he had seen and heard during his trip to Yangzhou.

No matter how small it is, from the asphalt road to the wool processing workshop, from the mountains of rice in the granary to the delicious braised pork on the table.

At the same time, it also includes Yang Xian's "drunk talk" after drinking at the reception banquet.

"Yes, Mr. Yang is a scholar after all. After only a few glasses of wine, he started talking nonsense. He actually said that he could let the army cook in the wild without any smoke, and it was guaranteed to be extremely secretive. It won't be discovered by the enemy."

"General, how can there be no smoke when cooking on the fire? Unless he is a god."

Chen Heng couldn't help laughing when he thought of the scene at that time.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

These days, due to food shortages, Xu Da deliberately asked people to inquire about Yang Xian's information.

It doesn't matter if you don't ask, I was shocked when I asked.

I have just arrived at the northern border not long ago, why do I feel like I have missed so many important things.

Xu Da was aware of the recent implementation of a new method of making salt.

It is precisely because of this incident that Kaizhong and France were greatly compromised, and the military rations in their border areas were so tight.

What he didn't know before was that the person who invented the new method of making salt was Yang Xian.

In other words, Yang Xian is the culprit who brought the military rations in the border areas to this point.

Then came the great harvest in Yangzhou that shocked the imperial court.

The yield per mu is 1500 jin!
At first, when he heard the news, Xu Da didn't believe it was true.

Because it's so unbelievable.

But he knew his Chongba brothers too well. If someone wanted to lie to him in this world, it would be too difficult.In his mind, such a person did not exist at all.

Combined with Zhu Biao's reply this time, the location for collecting food was determined to be Yangzhou, as well as what Chen Heng had seen and heard.

All the evidence points to the same thing.

Then this matter, no matter how unbelievable it is, is still the truth.

Compared with cooking without smoke, isn't it also something that ordinary people think is impossible to achieve, producing 1500 kilograms of rice per mu?Is it something that Chen Heng said before that only immortals can do?
Chen Heng also mentioned asphalt roads in his words.

Xu Da obviously saw more of its value than he did.

Xu Da pondered for a while and decided that when he returned to Beijing this year, he would take a trip to Yangzhou.

Yangzhou.

Wool processing workshop.

The batch of wool that Chen Heng shipped has all been turned into cashmere, and is piled up in the finished product area of ​​the workshop. Looking from a distance, there is a big mountain and a small hillside.

The big one is yellowish in color and not that bright.

The small pile of cashmere on the side, like a small mound of cashmere, is completely white and shining.

"Sir, everything is finally completed. With these, the people of Yangzhou will be able to get a piece of clothing of their own."

Lu Mingyi looked at the work results in front of him and felt a sense of pride in his heart.

After many days of high-intensity work, Lu Mingyi showed no sign of fatigue at this moment, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Ten years ago, the young man who watched the lives disappearing in the cold winter in the wind and snow of Yangzhou City, and secretly vowed that if he became a parent official in the future, he would never watch all this happen, raised his head at this moment.

It was as if he was looking at Lu Mingyi at this moment.

Yang Xian looked at Lu Mingyi, smiled and nodded.

"You did very well."

"These yellowed cashmere, please tell me immediately, so that the masters under me must produce a sufficient number of sweaters before winter." "Yes, sir." Lu Mingyi responded loudly.

"This is only the first step. It's too late to start this year, and the foundation here in Yangzhou is really too weak." Yang Xian patted Lu Mingyi on the shoulder, and then said. "Next, we can establish a long-term cooperative relationship with the northern frontier army through the imperial court, and we can even collect large amounts of wool from other areas with a lot of sheep."

"This workshop is still too small. At that time, we can put wool processing in one of the seven counties in Yangzhou Prefecture, making it a pillar industry of the entire county and expanding the factory in large quantities. Through the processing of our wool processing workshop, we will It will greatly reduce the price of wool products. By then, the woolen sweaters and other products produced in Yangzhou will be sold to every corner of the Ming Dynasty."

“When the time comes, it won’t just be Yangzhou.”

"People all over the world can afford sweaters, can afford to wear sweaters, and can survive the harsh winters in the future."

Yang Xian said impassionedly.

small.

It's still too small.

I only saw the people of Yangzhou, but Master Yang's eyes have reached the whole world.

Lu Mingyi looked at Yang Xian as if he were looking at a saint.

In addition to admiration, there is still admiration in his eyes.

What he didn't know was that what Yang Xian saw was one merit point after another. How many merit points would be gained if the people of the entire Ming Dynasty wore woolen sweaters produced in Yangzhou.

With the existence of a civilization system, as long as there are enough merit points, there is nothing that cannot be accomplished.

Yang Xian then turned his attention to another small pile of fine white cashmere.

Suddenly I thought of those nobles in the capital.

After the Mingji Dessert Shop experienced a boom, the income has now stabilized, although the amount of silver flowing into the shop every month is still a huge amount.

But relying on this alone, it is already impossible to cut those leeks.

According to Yang Xian's plan, as long as anything related to food, clothing, housing and transportation can be related to money, a layer of skin must be peeled off from these nobles.

It's a waste of money to stay with them.

If you give it to me, I can exchange it for more merit points.

Yang Xian's eyes lit up and he already had a plan in mind.

Lu Mingyi on the side looked at Yang Xian's reaction and thought to himself that Mr. Yang must be thinking about something important to benefit the country and the people at this moment.

This kind of spirit of thinking about the people all the time is really touching. In comparison, I am still far behind!

The next day, Yang Xian wrote a letter and sent it to Wang Yuemin of Mingji Dessert Shop in Beijing.

There are two main contents in the letter.

The first is to inform Wang Yuemin in advance so that she can make plans to open a branch.

The second is to ask her to find some masters in the capital who are skilled in making clothes.

Within a few days, Yang Xian received a reply.

He also didn't expect Wang Yuemin to be so vigorous and resolute in handling matters, and the content of the letter was very brief.

The shop has been found, and the master clothes maker is already on his way to Yangzhou.

Apart from that, there was not even a single word of inquiry.

He has unconditional trust in Yang Xian.

I am really lucky to have such a business partner.

The corners of Yang Xian's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.

(End of this chapter)