Reclaiming Wasteland: Carefree Mountain Farmer

Chapter 238 Releasing the Accelerator
"Waaaaah~"

A black train roared past on the tracks, and several children were making strange noises at the train's glass windows.

The window was open, but fortunately a woman was sitting nearby holding a child, preventing the child from getting too close to the window.

Dozens of children and a dozen women sat in the carriage, eating snacks and chatting, while looking out at the endless fertile fields.

These all belong to their family.

While the women cared for the children, Beijiwu handled official business that needed to be handed over to the South in a separate carriage.

The carriage was like a normal office, with a dedicated desk and enclosed bookshelves, as well as sofas and a refrigerator filled with ice.

There is a special wine rack near the refrigerator, which displays many fine wines that have been presented as tribute from various countries.

Beijiwu doesn't like drinking; he only uses it as decoration.

Opposite Beijiwu's desk sat Wang Qing, Governor-General of Shanxi Province; Zhang Xianwen, Governor-General of Guangdong and Guangxi Province; Huang Zheng, Inspector General of Guangdong and Guangxi Province; and Meng Hetong, General of Lingnan.

Besides the four people sitting, there were more than a dozen men wearing white uniforms from the Shan Nong Ren (a type of agricultural worker) standing nearby.

Whether sitting or standing, I was so nervous that I dared not breathe loudly, and I had to control my breathing.

Arctic Warrior hasn't changed much in personality; in fact, he used to kill far more people.

Everyone who knows Arctic Martial only knows him after he has gone on a killing spree.

The reason why Arctic Martial Arts has become increasingly terrifying in recent years is not because Arctic Martial Arts itself has changed, but because the lives of these people and Arctic Martial Arts have become increasingly intertwined.

When Beiji Wu had killed countless people, neither the soldiers who fought against him on the battlefield, nor the civil and military officials of the Wen Dynasty, nor the Khitans, Xianbeis, or Jurchens, were as afraid of him as they are now.

The reason why people are so afraid now is mainly because they have all identified with the role of "dog".

Liu Jingshun is not an isolated case; both mountain farmers and foreigners are equally terrified of Arctic weapons.

The power of life and death, the lives of the whole family.

Arctic martial arts possess the ability to completely negate a person.

For example, someone like Li Tangqing, no matter what he did in the past, could have his entire life negated with a single order from the Arctic Martial Arts Academy.

Humans are social beings, and the people in front of us all have wives and children, and they all live within an increasingly strict system.

They felt ten times more enjoyment than before.

The pressure they felt was a hundred times greater than before.

The officialdom is certainly not as dangerous as the battlefield, and Beiji Wu is not a person who kills indiscriminately; his daily work is not tiring either.

But every time I get close to the Arctic, what I feel is the power of a system.

They are not family members of Arctic Martial Arts; they are outsiders.

Even ordinary people feel uncomfortable when they meet with distant relatives.

Here, that discomfort was magnified a thousandfold.

Restraint, fear, tension.

These people are no longer the type who only have to worry about themselves; they all have wives, children, sons, and grandchildren.

Another issue is that its own weight is insufficient, leaving it helpless in the vast ocean.

Arctic Martial never needed anyone. Everyone present felt they could be replaced at any moment, and their contributions to the Mountain Farm Kingdom were negligible.

He was arrogant and complacent, and there were very few people in the entire Shan Nong Kingdom who had made great contributions.

Liu Jingshun was one such example, but he was extremely insecure. He was afraid even of ordinary emperors, let alone an emperor like Beiji Wu, who represented the mountain farmers.

The life he admires and looks up to is the land beneath the feet of Beijiwu.

Neither the court officials nor the mountain farmers led by Wang Qing could fully understand Beijiwu's governing arrangements.

Each of them needed the assistance of tens of thousands of people to govern even a single prefecture.

The governor of a province has never been competent; he always relies on the assistance of the prefects and not on the strength of the mountain farmers. His power simply cannot be transferred.

Beijiwu was the emperor who ruled over a total of twenty-one provinces, including Shannong Province, Pingyuan Province, Huanghuai Province, Lianghu Province, Liangguang Province, Southwest Province, Jiangnan Province, Southeast Province, Northeast Province, Donghai Province, Annam Province, Nanyang Province, Xijiang Province, Xiyu Province, West Asia Province, South Asia Peninsula Province, North Asia Province, and the four European provinces.

Only the emperor's orders could be carried out without hindrance in the twenty-one provinces.

Whether it's a general with ten thousand households, a hereditary nobleman, a hereditary governor, or the current prime minister, no one is irreplaceable in front of Beiji Wu.

Beiji Wu never disappointed these people; anyone who offended the emperor's authority went to where they were supposed to go and received their due punishment.

Beijiwu had no intention of actively upholding the emperor's authority; he simply disliked people causing trouble and violating public order and conscience.

Kill those who cause trouble. This is the life philosophy that Beijiwu has been practicing since he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and it has worked very well to this day.

Beijiwu has never been stingy with rewards for those who have made contributions.

With a dozen pages of documents in his hand, Bei Jiwu was looking at them intently, turning a page only every four or five minutes.

After looking at it for more than an hour, Beijiwu added his own annotations.

[Added oil supply box to the traction rod pin, reinforced smoke box, increased body plate thickness to 14mm, widened patch plate, added flange to the rectangular hole of the superheater box, and raised ash box door pull rod]

After writing the document, Beijiwu signed it and set it aside.

"The report says that we can produce fifty units this year, is that true?"

Murong Xinghan, standing behind Wang Qing, affirmed, "It's true. I spent two months in the Wuzhou Industrial Park, personally supervising the production and assembly of locomotive parts every day. Fifty locomotives a year is definitely achievable, and perhaps a few more."

Arctic Martial nodded, indicating that he believed the answer.

Lying about this kind of thing is too easy to be exposed.

Moreover, the cost is extremely high.

The Arctic only requires a few units per year; the railway doesn't need that many trains at present.

More production is naturally a good thing; as production capacity increases, technology will also improve.

The production process will train a large number of industrial workers. Although there is no demand for them now, these people are indeed the foundation for future development.

Wang Qing added, "We have already manufactured nineteen locomotives this year, and the remaining six months are enough time to assemble more carriages and manufacture more locomotives!"

Arctic Martial Arts doesn't actually want such a rapid pace of development. Industrial development is happening faster than imagined, to the point that Arctic Martial Arts is on the verge of unemployment.

"We need not only quantity, but also quality."

Bei Jiwu was still somewhat skeptical about the efficiency of fifty locomotives a year, and instructed, "I will review the operation reports of the fifty locomotives, and I will also review any accidents and problems that may arise in the next three years."

"It's normal to have problems. As long as the problem is not caused by negligence, I will not pursue it and will work with the workers to find ways to improve it."

"It really exceeded my expectations that so many locomotives could be produced in a year."

Beijiwu quickly said, "I will build a shipyard in Dongdao Port and provide 10,000 positions, mainly for skilled workers and engineering technicians. After the fifty locomotives are built, these people can go in for internships to acquire certain skills."

"To be hired, one must possess professional skills. Not just anyone's child can occupy a spot. I allow the children of this batch of workers to inherit and apply, but those who are not capable or competent can sell their spots to others. I allow these spots to circulate within the family, so that the benefits don't go to outsiders."

"Those who have died will also receive some compensation, and their descendants will be allowed to inherit their positions." Wang Qing immediately replied, "Yes, Your Majesty! Thank you for your great favor!"

The more work you do, the more benefits you get.

Arctic Weapon originally only planned to give 1,000 households, but since these people were able to produce 50 explosive units per year in the very first year of production, they decided to make full use of them.

"Go down."

There's not much to say about Arctic Martial Arts; he doesn't want a bunch of people getting in the way when he's dealing with things.

Everyone carefully withdrew, and soon after they left, more than a dozen palace maids came in to open the windows for ventilation and to arrange some fragrant flowers and plants.

The air was much fresher, and Beijiwu felt much more comfortable as he leaned back on a jade-colored cushion made of green jade while reading the report.

The combine harvester has been developed, although there is only one unit and it is quite large. However, it will be gradually improved into a large harvester best suited for the land in various regions.

After integrating all resources, the Mountain Farming Kingdom now has an inexhaustible labor force.

Although 20 to 30 million of the country's 60 million people are children, the Mountain Farm Country has no shortage of people to do the work.

The north is populated by industrial workers, so there's no need to worry about war or farming for food.

Workers organized into production teams can be quickly mobilized for production.

There is no such thing as delaying work; everyone is serving the country, and all members of the public household must unconditionally obey King Wu's orders.

In terms of work efficiency, it has always been the highest, more efficient than simple wartime conscription.

There was virtually no internal friction. Once an industrial zone was established, the person would simply go directly to the chosen location. The land and the people were all publicly owned.

Food and lodging are provided, but there is no salary, only rewards for completing tasks.

There's no need to worry about family members; neighbors will help each other out.

Although this collective model was destined to be short-lived, in the years following a century of chaos, this collective system was the most effective model for mobilizing resources and driving industrial development.

Early industries were not complex; a little training was all it took to master them.

Even if someone dies, production will not be delayed. In this era, orders are above all else. If someone dies, King Wu will provide compensation. Work must be completed.

Wuzhou Industrial Park was a reward from Beijiwu to the group of people who researched locomotives, granting them more than 10,000 household registrations.

These household registrations are not enough!

It's far from enough for the children in the family to share.

Everyone knows the consequences of not having a household registration, and it is precisely because we know this that we must work hard.

For my own sake, and for the sake of my son and grandson, I must work hard.

Those who are afraid of hardship and fatigue are not true mountain farmers!
For the sake of future generations, and also to prove their own worth.

The incredibly powerful mobilization force almost squeezed out all potential; even if the enemy attacked at our doorstep, we couldn't extract this kind of unified mobilization capability.

After all, some people are afraid of war, but not of work. As long as you are willing to work hard and do a better and faster job than others, that's fine.

Arctic Military couldn't understand how production capacity could explode so quickly, far exceeding its scientific expectations.

If he were a farmer in the mountains now, and Beijiwu, who had no parents and didn't care about family ties and only wanted a comfortable life, were forced to work in a factory, he would probably become a madman who smashed machines in anger.

They will trample the future of a 10,000-household team, hundreds of thousands of people, under their feet, turning them into truly rebellious and heaven-defying gods, instead of turning them into hardworking mountain farmers.

Living in the Wen Dynasty, one cannot see the extraordinary abilities of the Arctic Martial.

If Beijiwu lived in this era, that would be defying the heavens, going against the tide, trampling the hopes and futures of hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of people under his feet.

However, he might also become an enhanced version of Liu Jingshun, exiled to Siberia to grow potatoes.

The difference in thinking means that the Arctic warriors who are in charge of the ruling class have a hard time understanding what kind of mess they have created, and cannot understand how production capacity has exploded so quickly.

Not only has mechanical production capacity exploded, but population production capacity has also exploded very quickly. After the Western Expeditionary Army officially returned, the spoils of war were continuously distributed, and the population of the Mountain Farming Kingdom also exploded this year.

With the resolution of population and housing issues, the construction of new towns, the relaxation of household registration restrictions, the gradual provision of employment opportunities, the addition of the surplus population of the new generation, and the improvement and scientification of medical conditions, the situation has become more complex.

The main source of births remains the three northern provinces, especially the various production teams and farms.

The more people there are, the more money you can make working, and the easier the work becomes.

With so much public land across the country, the production teams had only managed to cultivate less than a tenth of it. There was enough land to accommodate many more people, so naturally, the idea was to have more children to fill all the available positions.

Arctic Martial indeed intended to disperse the children of the production team to various places.

As long as an idea conforms to science and normal logic, even if it is a selfish idea, it is generally correct as long as it is not too outrageous.

Arctic Wu is indeed the kind of person who prioritizes his own people...

The servants and peasants of generations naturally meet the emperor's needs, and the future public households will certainly rely on the descendants of these public households.

Despite the significant differences between the emperor's and his subjects' ideologies, the shared interests remained intact.

This means that Arctic fighters with sound minds will not mistreat their own base; any benefits will go to their own people.

At the same time, what Arctic Martial Arts School needs to do, its subordinates must also do.

Whether they were imperial guards, civil or military officials, merchants or farmers, they all had to obey unconditionally and could not question them in the slightest.

Arctic Martial frowned as he looked at the increasingly explosive data reports from the Mountain Farming Kingdom.

"Forget it, have fun. We can't give out too many household registrations, or it will be difficult to handle later."

There's nothing particularly important to do now, and for the sake of long-term development, Arctic Martial Arts has stopped pursuing random projects.

Let's slow down the pace a bit, otherwise this blind explosion will inevitably cause trouble sooner or later.

The train traveled for a day and a night and arrived in Anju. After resting for a day and tasting fresh fruit from the local royal orchard, the rest of the group arrived one after another.

Tens of thousands of palace maids, concubines, eunuchs, guards, and officials, as well as some mountain farmers from Luoyang who came to join the fun, quickly boarded the boats and went to the prepared Summer Palace.

At first, the group didn't think much of the ocean when they first saw it, but after leaving the dirty sea and entering the clean beach near the Qiongzhou Summer Palace, they quickly fell in love with the tropical atmosphere of blue sky, clear sea and silver sand.

Seafood, coconuts, live crabs, sand that kids love, and beautiful beach girls watching Arctic warriors play.

The men patrolled the area to prevent outsiders from entering.

Women and children play in the water and sand near the Arctic Martial Eye, or drink coconut juice under a parasol.

Beijiwu lay on a beach chair watching the Persian beauty applying sunscreen to him, and his interest was piqued.

"Life should be lived at a slower pace."

Arctic Wusong released the accelerator he had been pressing for a long time.

No matter how much the others want to improve, they won't be able to.

One person alone cannot move the cart of Shan Nong Guo.

(End of this chapter)