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Chapter 322 That's Our Dean
"You are so rich." Fu Xuan smiled softly,
"It's not all there. The conditions for compensation were negotiated first. The requirement is to pay part of the compensation and the compensation for the electric tower, a total of 170 million taels of silver. The silver arrived at the border before Chengguo's army, and we accepted it first." .”

"170 taels!"

Song Shushu was a little surprised.

Compared with the original compensation, although it is much less, it is still quite a lot, which is equivalent to a white wolf with empty gloves.

"Just that happy?" Seeing Song Shushu smiling as if he was taking a big deal, the corners of Fu Xuan's mouth slightly curled up, "Nothing."

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170 taels of silver.

In this era of underdeveloped materials, there are already many things that can be done.

This is the most profound feeling for the people of Yu Kingdom.

Especially from Liangzhou to Bianjing, where this kind of transportation is closely connected.

The government often summons the people to build roads.

After the road is leveled with stones and soil, a special kind of soil is poured on it, and the road surface will become extraordinarily smooth after three or four days.It is even smoother than a road paved with rocks, and vehicles are walking on it, not to mention how comfortable and fast it is.

This road is mainly built between large provinces that transport coal mines and important materials.

Not only has the road been repaired, but the people have also made some money.

After a hard day's work, Huang Erniu bought a small bowl of vegetable oil and table salt in the town with the copper coins distributed.After returning, I gave the things to my daughter-in-law, took a hoe and other tools, and dug out the few acres of land that were left unused.

Now they don't know what's going on, the more crops grow in the field, the better their life will be.

Huang Erniu's daughter-in-law smiled and took out the eggs that she was reluctant to eat and dared not eat in the past, and fried them with vegetable oil, waiting for her husband to come back for dinner.

If you want to talk about the rest of the country, Bianjing should be the one with the best development.

The original muddy ground has now become a concrete pavement, and the street is [-]/[-] wider than before.

There are so many people coming and going to buy and sell, and the number of people who set up stalls and come and go has increased by half compared to before.

Some children are playing around on the street, and occasionally meet adults in official uniforms, and maybe they can get a candy or two.

This is also good for the current Holy One.

The emperor is close to the people, and even the ministers have become friendly and peaceful.Today, the ministers of the DPRK and China are still majestic in the eyes of the people, but they are also a little more kind.

On the other side, in the research institute.

After experimenting with various data thousands of times, the rails under various road conditions were finally made.

The data is sent to the arsenal and handed over to experienced senior technicians to create it.Go around the research institute and install the rails.

Horse-drawn carriages also had special tires for railroad tracks.

On the day of the experiment, the weather was really sunny.

The people who came to enjoy the cool air at the gate and the scholars who read books all saw the carriage being loaded on the rails.

The imperial coachman, who had been driving a carriage for decades, bowed towards the interior of the carriage, sat on the carriage and flicked his whip, and the horses started to gallop quickly.

Smooth rails and wheels reduce a lot of resistance.At this time, the horse is even more relaxed than being ridden.

After running several laps around the research institute, the speed remained unabated.

The bystanders were very surprised when they saw it, "Wow, how can this carriage run so fast!"

There are a lot of people watching from the side.

"My lord, my lord dean!"

Dragging a big bamboo basket, Zhang Xiaofan, who was picking up trash in front of the library, dragged three small oil bottles, shouting loudly and excitedly.

With her small chest sticking out high, she said to the passers-by next to her,
"See? That's our dean!"

(End of this chapter)