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Chapter 812 Everyone’s Attention
The meeting proceedings were quickly released from the venue that day, and the most eye-catching of all the decisions was the open model that combines agriculture and commerce, and industry and commerce.

Countless people lined the streets, waiting for experts to interpret these policies and the ensuing lively street debates. This has even become a unique kind of adventure. In the past two years, many young people with a deep understanding of agriculture, rural areas, and farmers have entered officialdom through this route. Although they are recruited and immediately put down roots in the most arduous and demanding rural areas, it is still a worthwhile path. After all, the world is vast and there is much to be done.

Moreover, this isn't something that can be done simply by saying a few words. After being selected, you still have to go through a three-month internship. Only after they discover that you truly have the skills and abilities will you be hired. The difficulty is no less than that of taking an exam.

Today's policy has been posted, and everyone is craning their necks to see what it means. They don't understand what a part-time or part-time farming model is, let alone what competition is.

Then someone nearby would start explaining the mystery to them. Originally, farmers and workers could also participate in buying and selling, but it was usually part-time. For example, a farmer's main job was farming, and he could raise a few chickens to sell eggs as a side job.

But now farmers can run a chicken farm while farming, and the same goes for workers. For example, a bamboo weaver or a cloth weaver used their spare time to make small items to earn some pocket money, but now they can open their own factories to produce products.

These were things that were not allowed in the past. They were farmers and workers, and therefore could not engage in commerce. Although there were no strict restrictions in the law, there was no policy to enforce them. In addition, given the class divisions that had existed for so many years, who would voluntarily lower their status? You must know that the status of merchants was very low. If it weren't for Xia Lin and his descendants, they wouldn't even be able to take the imperial examinations.

But now that this policy has come out, things are completely different. This is an official policy of guiding happiness. If other governments issue something like this, it might be a trap, but if it comes from Jiangnan Province, then everyone should prepare to study how to implement it.

As the saying goes, opportunity favors the prepared mind. Later that day, many families began planning what they would do. Some took out their savings, while others pooled their money with neighbors and friends. In some villages, the village chief even gathered all the villagers together to discuss the matter.

The fact that a single decree could mobilize so many people to work for it is remarkable. Even those who were quite dissatisfied with Xia Lin, even if they didn't like his decrees or even opposed them, still greatly admired Xia Lin's governing ability and decisiveness. It should be noted that in the current environment where status is still the primary factor, such a decree that focuses on results rather than process might trigger a chain reaction.

So afterwards, the literary world of the Great Wei and even the Great Tang was in an uproar. Countless people criticized Xia Lin's actions as being against the Heavenly Gang. But the problem was that while they argued, the farmers below didn't care about such trivial matters. Within a few days, they had already begun to organize themselves into family and individual units.

The polarization surrounding this matter is quite pronounced; even farmers hundreds or thousands of miles away are starting to plan to come here and open their own workshops.

This is different from the original, sporadic sales; this is a systematic industrial and commercial model that is new and powerful.

Some people were waving flags and shouting that Xia Lin's move was unwise and might have this or that problem, but the problem was that they were waving flags from a hundred-foot-high building, and the sound was too little to make any noise at all. On the contrary, the people below were having a great time.

Although many people are still observing, there are always those who dare to try. In fact, some things are not particularly difficult. Soon, a large number of handicraft workshops and workshops appeared on the market. Some of the simple ones have begun to sprout and develop, while others are still being renovated and planned.

However, with the same products from different companies, competition immediately arises. Didn't Xia Lin say that he would let them take the lead and let the market reward and punish them?

The first family-run workshop was established on the seventh day after the government decree was issued; it was a tofu-selling workshop.

Because there aren't many things to prepare, and it's convenient and simple.

By now, quite a few people have started watching them, wanting to see if their integrated industry-agriculture model can succeed.

However, who would have thought that a simple tofu shop would deliver such a blow to those who were just there to watch the spectacle? This tofu shop not only had tofu, but also added products that had never appeared before, such as black bean milk with black beans and sesame seeds, and sweet tofu with lots of sugar. Regardless of whether these things were mature or not, on the first day the shop opened, the line stretched from the alleyway to the entrance.

The money I earn in one day is almost equivalent to what a tofu shop used to make in a month.

However, in the following days, more and more shops began to imitate the style, and the aroma of soybeans filled the entire street. However, each shop had a different flavor and different costs, so the ruthless market forces began to take effect. In just one and a half months, the first round of gold rush revealed the results. The shops with the best flavor, the most variety, and the most affordable prices became profitable, while the rest began to lose money.

Only then did everyone realize that the policy also contained considerable risks. As a result, a group of people returned home to farm, dejected, while another group took their place and stepped into the limelight.

Meanwhile, in Gyeonggi Province, everyone's minds began to stir, and the entire market suddenly became bustling. The flow of money was no longer confined to the land, and as the number of workshops and factories increased, the demand for labor also increased, leading to a surge in urban capacity.

With more traffic comes more opportunities. In addition, the area around Gangnam Province has suffered from snow and ice disasters to varying degrees this year, so many people simply went there to try their luck.

Now, the phrase "Let's go explore Jiangnan" has become the most influential buzzword in the entire China region.

All these changes are thanks to Xia Lin's decree on industry, agriculture, commerce, and industry.

On the second day of the second lunar month, in the season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, Xia Lin, standing atop the mountain enjoying the spring scenery, gazed upon Fuliang and felt as if it had come alive. The flow of people and caravans on the roads were its blood, and the streets and buildings were its bones and flesh. Although the changes at present were not significant, only subtle and imperceptible, he believed that in the not-too-distant future, this place was destined to become the closest place to his dream hometown.

"Chief, the forecast is in. The population may reach 300 to 400 million within the next ten years."

"This can't be rushed." Xia Lin picked up his wine glass and took a sip. "How is it? It's quite a big one."

The person sitting opposite him was still Xiao Chenzi. He had just undergone surgery to drain fluid from his body at the medical school a few days ago. Normally, he should be lying in bed recovering at this time, but as a former king of Northeast China, how could he be willing to be confined by a high wall?

So Xia Lin dragged him up the mountain, treating him like he was no human being at all.

"This is beyond my ability to speak on; it's too amazing."

Xiao Chenzi held his wine glass and looked down. He had been worried about the problem of low prices hurting farmers as agricultural products increased. But after Xia Lin's efforts, all industries flourished. This not only boosted domestic demand but also greatly enriched the market. Sweet potatoes and potatoes, which people used to find tiresome, were transformed into all sorts of things.

Of course, the most astonishing change is this way of getting rich quickly. Just yesterday or the day before, there was a family outside Xiaochenzi's sanatorium who used to sell pancakes. Not too far back, just three months ago, they were so poor that they could hardly make ends meet. They were busy every day and could only barely survive. If it weren't for their children working part-time at the academy, they probably wouldn't even have enough to eat.

But since this policy came into effect, their pancakes have become a must-have for people coming to the city to make a living because they are cheap and delicious, and their business has improved by a lot compared to before.

Three months ago, people were worried about where to get a new dress for their daughter, but now they are discussing whether to rent a shop.

This is just one household; there are countless families like this in Fuliang.

Xia Lin is a place that is always in the spotlight. Except in places where their policies are really impossible to implement, they are all copied and imitated.

Therefore, the other provinces gradually began to implement the same policy. Some places made slight modifications to appease the original merchants, but most of them simply copied it verbatim.

Especially in the Gyeonggi Province area, they didn't even bother to change the name. The person who should have been signed at the bottom was Emperor Jingtai of the Great Wei, Tuoba Jing, but he was so lazy that he even copied the name Xia Lin.

The Ministry of Revenue discovered the problem, but Tuoba Jing simply waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, what difference does it make whether he signs or I sign?"

Then the executive order signed by Xia Lin was also issued in Gyeonggi Province.

The policy for the Third Lady started relatively late, but only a month later. Now that the new Xianyang was about to be completed, this policy was perfect for them, so the Li Tang dynasty also promulgated relevant laws as soon as possible. However, the people of Chang'an were concerned about their image and did not copy it verbatim like the shameless and unnamed Emperor Jingtai. At least they changed Jiangnan Circuit to Jingji Circuit and Longxi Circuit...

The people were aroused, and their power was unstoppable. Was there any interference? Yes, of course, because this was a blatant infringement on the pockets of those who originally benefited.

But what good is it? The common people have taken advantage of the policy, and the families and forces that could resist the policy have been wiped out by Xia Lin!

Xia Lin is still alive, so it's not impossible for anyone to try and fight him. After all, Xia Lin has killed hundreds of thousands of people, so why would he care about a little bit?
"Hey, now that spring is in full bloom, shouldn't we set off for Jiangnan Road?"

One day after court, Emperor Jingtai summoned Zhang to his study. He had long lost interest in handling state affairs there, and dreamed of the mountains, rivers, and folk songs of Jiangnan.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Court Assembly has been postponed this year due to the snow disaster... You haven't even started to reduce the power of the vassal states yet, can you please not be in such a hurry?"

"I'm in a hurry!" Emperor Jingtai said anxiously, pointing to the warm spring breeze outside. "If we're any later, we won't be able to eat the mugwort cakes!"

"You're the emperor! You want to travel a thousand miles just to eat that stuff?"

"Hey! You don't understand." Emperor Jingtai sniffed, his face full of longing: "Freshly cooked rice cakes are the best. They're filled with winter bamboo shoots, chives, dried tofu, and cured meat. One bite and the aroma fills your mouth, your mouth is brimming with oil, ah..."

(End of this chapter)