Great Wei scholar

Xu Qingxiao also just finished the task at hand.

A stack of rice paper.

The title is [Dawei's First Five-Year Plan]

The first year: Triple the grain production income!The treasury revenue reaches [-] million taels per year.

The second year: Increase grain production and income by five times!The treasury revenue reaches [-] taels per year.

The third year: Increase grain production tenfold!The treasury revenue reaches [-] taels per year.

The fourth year: Increase grain production and income by [-] times!The treasury revenue reaches one hundred million taels per year!

The fifth year: The increase in grain production and income remains unchanged, and the income of the treasury remains unchanged. We will make every effort to develop the bottom-level construction of the Great Wei Dynasty. The goal of the next ten-year plan is to strive for an annual treasury income of 30 taels of silver net profit income.

Xu Qingxiao didn't intend to show the emperor this plan, but set goals for himself.

Every step is planned and cannot be deviated, but it will be changed occasionally. As for how to implement it, Xu Qingxiao did not write.

This has to be written down, and I can't finish writing it on a hundred sheets of paper.

Although a little exaggerated, Xu Qingxiao is full of confidence. To be precise, at least half of the work can be completed. If the corresponding seeds can be found, about [-]% of the work can be completed. If the fertilizer can really be produced, then the plan is complete.

The rice paper was placed on the table, so Xu Qingxiao was not afraid of anyone looking at it.

To put it bluntly, even if people in the world read it, they would not believe it, and would instead feel that they are fooling around.

So it doesn't make much sense to hide it or not.

Stretch your waist and feel the cool breeze blowing from the window.

Xu Qingxiao got up, and he was going to the Ministry of Accounts, the purpose of which was to explain some things, and at the same time Xu Qingxiao also took the account he had settled before.

What is the purpose of the Ministry of Finance sending so many files to itself?

Didn't he just want to drag himself along and watch his jokes by the way, Xu Qingxiao doesn't like slaps in the face.

But if the opponent had to come over and hit him, there was really no other way.

After walking out of the room, Yang Hu waited for him outside the door.

"what's up?"

Xu Qingxiao was very direct.

"My lord, didn't you say you wanted to hire a cook?"

"But the problem is that I can't write. I haven't written this recruitment notice yet. Are you busy? Write one if you're not busy."

Yang Hu said with some embarrassment.

It was a trivial matter for Xu Qingxiao to ask him to hire a cook, but the problem was that he couldn't write.

"Just find someone to write. I still have something to do. I'll talk about it when I get back."

Xu Qingxiao thought that Yang Hu had something to do with him, but he didn't expect it to be this.

"Alright, sir, you are busy."

"However, what are your conditions?"

Yang Hu asked.

"There is no requirement, if you can cook spicy dishes, the cuisine in Kyoto is too bland, I don't like it."

Xu Qingxiao gave a casual order and left.

How can it be so troublesome to find a cook.

"Okay, you go slowly."

Yang Hu had nothing to say, took the paper and pen, and walked to the study.

If Xu Qingxiao didn't write, Chen Xinghe was the only one left in Shouren Academy who could write.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

In the study room, Chen Xinghe was practicing calligraphy. The imperial examination was coming soon. Chen Xinghe didn't have much research on the articles, but started to practice the basic skills instead.

Hearing a knock on the door suddenly, Chen Xinghe couldn't help but speak.

"Enter."

At that moment Yang Hu walked in, holding a pen and paper in his hands.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinghe immediately understood what the other party meant.

"Put it here, and I will name you later."

Chen Xinghe said a little proudly, although Yang Hu is one of his own people, but his own people have to wait, after all, not everyone can want the name of Chen Xinghe.

"Falling?"

"No, Mr. Chen, I came to ask you to write a recruitment notice. Mr. Xu is not free, so I came to you."

Yang Hu was a little curious, why did he lose his name?

Chen Xinghe: "..."

Your uncle's!

Recruitment again?

My motherfucker is also the nineteenth of the government test, okay?Why do you make me do this kind of work?

Chen Xinghe's hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

Thinking it was Xu Qingxiao's arrangement, he gritted his teeth and wrote directly on the white paper.

Recruit a husband.

After writing, I fell silent.

"Do you want to write more?"

Seeing that there were only a few words on the white paper, Yang Hu couldn't help asking.

"enough!"

Chen Xinghe's tone was a bit uncomfortable.

And Yang Hu didn't say much, took the blank paper and left.

Not long after, the recruitment notice was posted outside Shouren Academy.

After finishing all these, Yang Hu began to practice boxing.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared outside Shouren Academy.

It was an old man, wearing a plain dress, and looked very ordinary.

"A guy?"

The old man twirled his beard, a smile appeared in his eyes.

This is Li Guangxiao. He has been thinking about some things at home these days, mostly thinking about how to solve Da Wei's problem.

After thinking about it for half a month now, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply went out for a stroll, and stopped by to see Xu Qingxiao to see what kind of talent he was.

I didn't expect to see this recruitment when I came here.

At that moment, Li Guangxiao walked into Shouren Academy.

"anyone there?"

When Li Guangxiao opened his mouth, he had a restrained demeanor and looked like a very ordinary old man.

"Who?"

"Dare to ask who you are?"

Yang Hu, who had just practiced martial arts for a while, was alarmed. He walked over and saw an old man, and his attitude immediately changed. No one is afraid of anyone in this capital, only the old man.

The ghost knows if it's the minister of the court or not.

"Oh, I'm just an ordinary citizen. I passed by just now and saw you looking for a cook here, so I wanted to come over and ask."

The other party laughed.

"Chef? Old man, do you look over 60? Are you still going to be a cook?"

Yang Hu was a little depressed.

Here is a recruiter, but the problem is who dares to ask for it at the age of 60.

"Young man, the old man has traveled all over the world and has been a cook for decades. You can't let me practice martial arts. It's okay to cook a meal. Otherwise, I'll go buy some food. Is your lord here? If so , I’ll make a good meal and let you have a taste.”

"If I'm not here, I'll make it later. When your adult comes, how about giving him a taste?"

Li Guangxiao smiled slightly.

After saying this, Yang Hu was a little uncertain.

Although he said that the other party was old, he was really right.

"Well, I'm going to buy groceries, you rest here, tell me what you want, and when it's done, if it's okay, you can stay, if it's not, then I have nothing to do."

"However, my lord went to the household department and will be back around noon. What do you think?"

Yang Hu said so, it doesn't matter if it works or not, just try it first, if it works, everything is easy to say, if it doesn't work, forget it.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then, you don't need to buy much food, just watch it."

Li Guangxiao nodded.

He has traveled all over the world for these years, and he does have good cooking skills. After all, cooking for himself is one of the great joys of life.

"Okay, you sit under the eaves and rest for a while, the sun is hot, don't get too hot."

Yang Hu didn't say much, and went straight out to buy groceries. Seeing how confident Li Guangxiao was, he became more and more uncertain.

So Yang Hu left and went directly to buy vegetables.

After Yang Hu left, Li Guangxiao sat under the eaves to shade himself.

Although the sun is a bit harsh, but fortunately, there is a cool breeze blowing, which is quite pleasant.

Susu!

Susu!

But just as Li Guangxiao was enjoying the shade, a piece of rice paper blew out from the window.

Seeing this, Li Guangxiao couldn't help getting up to pick it up. He is more thrifty, and this kind of rice paper can't be used if it gets dirty.

However, when Li Guangxiao picked up the rice paper, the content line by line appeared in his eyes.

【Great Wei Five-Year Plan】

Li Guangxiao's face was relatively calm, but after a glance, he couldn't help but froze in place.

Tripling grain production a year?The tax amounted to [-] million taels?

Five times in two years, [-] million taels of tax?

Ten times in three years, the tax revenue is [-] taels.

Twenty-fold increase in four years, tax revenue of one hundred million taels?

In the fifth year, comprehensively develop the lower-level productivity of the Great Wei, and focus on the next ten-year plan?

At this moment Li Guangxiao was stunned.

As the empress' teacher, he naturally knew what was going on with Da Wei.

I also know what trouble Dawei is in now.

One word is poor.

Two words have no money.

However, what he didn't expect was that Xu Qingxiao actually wrote such a thing?

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a bit of a fairy tale, a fool's dream.

But who is Li Guangxiao?