I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

After all, it cost 10 Ming Yuan, equivalent to RMB 2500 million, and the North China Affiliated Hospital has reached the level of the township health center in terms of construction level and equipment.

No way, that's how money is spent on medical care.

Not to mention the labor cost, 2500 million is not enough to build a hospital and buy a CT machine.

But in this era, this hospital with ordinary X-ray machines and B-ultrasound machines is enough to be called the world's top super first-class dream hospital.

Chapter 682 Perfect Hedging

In fact, it was not easy for Zhu Fugui.

Working hard to make money, in fact, there is really not much that can be saved.

350 billion, not as much as Brother Qiangdong, is it too much for an emperor?

Isn't most of the money used for national infrastructure and national welfare...

Of course, the more people there are, the more money Boss Zhu will have.

This is complementary and mutually reinforcing.

So Zhu Fugui valued the thousands of barefoot doctors and midwives more than medical equipment.

In Zhu Fugui's view, a few thousand is still too few.

If you want to center on Shijiazhuang and radiate Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong and Henan, you must train at least [-] barefoot doctors and [-] midwives.

Especially midwives are the top priority.

To be honest, Daming is not short of North China's industrial production capacity, nor is it short of North China's scarce grain.

Of the world's three major black lands, Ming has already occupied two.

With improved seeds, it would not be difficult for Da Ming to feed 50 billion people.

Of course, 50 billion is completely unnecessary, and a reasonable and orderly population growth is the right way.

Today, the total population of the Ming Dynasty is only 5 million. Except for the mainland of China, there are sparsely populated areas everywhere.

What is really lacking in Ming Dynasty is whether it is industrial products and food or not, it is the thousands of old farmers in North China, and it is the thousands of newborn Chinese babies.

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In the evening, Zhu Fugui followed Zhu Kaiji and had a light meal in the cafeteria of the prefect's yamen in Shijiazhuang.

It is said to be the magistrate's yamen, but it is actually the city government, and its functions and structure are brand new.

Although the Republic of China is very bad, but one thing to say, they are still good at speaking.

For example, the school must be well established by the county government. This standard is indeed good.

Daming not only adopted it, but also strictly implemented it.

However, the Shijiazhuang magistrate's yamen is still very impressive.

Because the Shijiazhuang Primary School not far away is more beautiful.

That's why it's good to rebuild the city on a piece of white ground.

The cost of land is low and the urban planning is reasonable.

As for the idea that the county and government offices should be properly repaired, Zhu Fugui still supports it.

After all, the common people of this era recognize this.

If Daming's Yamen is too shabby, it will make them doubt Daming's ability and even legitimacy.

Of course, these are just superficial articles, and the more important thing is to see whether the Nirvana-reborn Ming regime can tell the story of the Ming Dynasty well, so that the common people can get benefits and sincerely support it.

Zhu Fugui didn't engage in private interviews or anything like that.

It's not a peaceful time, if someone black-shots me during a private visit on a micro-service, how can there be any reason for this?

Zhu Fugui has always believed that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall.

Naturally, someone will do these investigations.

After settling down in the temporary trip to the Shijiazhuang Olympic Village, Yin Were appeared before Zhu Fugui's case like a ghost.

Looking at the report in Yin Wei's hand, Zhu Fugui was quite satisfied.

As a large construction site in Shijiazhuang, under the mobilization of the government, many young people from the surrounding areas came to work.

In the past, the Ming court’s policy of cracking down on landlords, taking back land, and renting out land at a fair price, because of the misinterpretation of some landlords and literati, made the people who were assigned to the land a little hesitant.

When the Shijiazhuang government government recruited workers, these landlords and literati came out to further fan the ghostly wind, saying that the fox's tail that was exposed was finally exposed.

Just like the Indian farmers of later generations would fight against the old immortals for the sake of the landlords, before the popularization of radio speakers, the landlords and literati who monopolized the right to speak could easily control the hearts of the people.

The deceived farmers thought that recruiting workers meant recruiting strong men, or forced labor.

As a result, all kinds of escapes and concealment, and even armed resistance by the whole village happened from time to time.

The folk customs in Yanzhao, Hebei are tough, and various boxing and socialist parties emerge in endlessly.

This is why, ten years after the founding of the country, Zhu Fugui chose to regain the homeland of China.

Compared with Yin Di's simplicity, it is too complicated to start working here.

Fortunately, Zhu Fugui had already responded to this. Daming had been over-training civil servants at all levels early on to deal with the management work of returning to China.

Zhu Kaiji is one of them.

Although Zhu Kaiji did not have a high degree of education, he worked as a worker in Fengdu Watch Factory, labor model, workshop director, assembly department director, deputy factory director of Tenglongshan Logging Factory, household member Wailang, Xinqin Tong Zhizhou, etc., and has been fully trained. The performance is very good.

This time he was entrusted with an important task and became the magistrate of Shijiazhuang. Zhu Kaiji also worked hard, patiently and meticulously, and completed the task entrusted by the court without compromise.

Of course, conscientiousness, patience and meticulousness do not mean blind weakness.

A carrot in one hand and a stick in the other.

Under both soft and hard measures, Zhu Kaiji recruited the first batch of North China farmers who came to Shijiazhuang to work.

It was the busy spring time at that time, and these people were dragged to the construction site, unable to participate in the most important spring sowing, which almost poked Zhu Kaiji's spine.

Zhu Kaiji even got another nickname of Zhu Papi.

These resentful migrant workers would work as foreign workers as they could on the construction site, and they would not work unless they were beaten with spirit.

As a result, that night, when the stewed pork with cabbage in the bathtub was served, they were all dumbfounded.

what's going on?

Where is the cut-off meal?

Many tough men cried.

It seems that this time there is really no return. They will be sent to the front to fight against foreigners, and then the mother-in-law will remarry and the son will beg for food.

It wasn't until a month later that they returned home with half a leaf of bacon on their shoulders in a daze, and met their wives and children who were also dazed.

Food is also available.

Too much.

Can't carry it.

Have to go back and rent a car.

Although it is only miscellaneous grains such as crushed corn, it is also a serious grain!

It is not much worse than the output of those few acres of dry land.

The key is that this is only one month's wages!

Not counting eating Zhu's food for a month, and drinking Zhu's, I have gained weight.

Then Emperor Zhu really has nothing to say!

If you count the meat buns, you can have pork for three meals a day on the construction site!

What kind of life is this?

This is a life that even the landlord can't afford!

Now, no matter how those landlords and literati fan the flames, the common people will not be fooled.

They dragged their families with them, invited friends and companions, and a steady stream of labor came to Shijiazhuang.

And there is still plenty of pork available here.

What is happiness?

It is happiness to be able to eat pork knuckles every day!

At this moment, the senses of the old farmers in Hebei and the citizens of Berlin are the same, and they are both deeply happy.

Especially when they learned that in order to start a war with foreigners, Long Live God only ate one meal a day, and the rest of the money was used to distribute pork knuckles to everyone. Only work hard to repay the feelings of God's grace.

And Zhu Fugui said, eat more, who made the price of pork plummet now?

Five yuan a catty of pork is much cheaper than the previous two years!

If Daming doesn't hoard pork at this time, when will it be?

Dameng Industrial purchased a large amount of pork.

At the same time, Zhu Fugui backhandedly bought a second hand of Muyuan shares, perfect hedging, happy!

Chapter 683: Zhu Fugui’s Sausage

The north wind blows the ground and the white grass turns, and Hu Tian snows in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

When Zhu Fugui was still admiring the red leaves in autumn in Hebei, the ancient land of Ganlong was already covered with thin white snow, which looked extraordinarily enchanting.

On the newly built Ganlong West Straight Road, the roofs of the five simple four-wheeled carriages were also covered with a thin layer of snow after a long journey.

At sunset, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a post station.

At this time, the snow had stopped, and the shallow snow just covered the horseshoe, so I don't know if it will affect my journey tomorrow.

As soon as the postman at the post station poked his head out of the house, a fat monk who was two feet tall jumped out of the carriage in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Prepare five upper rooms, and boil a pot of rice wine for the Sajia, and prepare ten catties of beef!"

If it wasn't for this fat monk, the indelible Wu dialect would have a bit of the flavor of Guanxi Lu Tiju.

The postmen in blue soap coats took a look at the clothes of the visitor, as well as the killers who came down from the carriages one after another, and hurriedly said yes, while leading the horses, and took them to the stables behind to feed them.

Most of these postmen were left by the puppet Qing Dynasty, and they were considered semi-civil servants.

In jargon, it belongs to the career section.

Having learned from the experience and lessons of the old uncle Chongzhen, Zhu Fugui has no plans to abolish the Northwest postmen.

Of course, proper supervision is inevitable.

These old fritters are capable of doing things well, but they are also good at fooling people.

If there are those who can't do it, Zhu Fugui will not abolish them, but send them from the northwest to Xianbelia or Alaska as postmen.

This is called transfer within the system.

Compliant and legal.

Presumably the parties have nothing to complain about.

Because they are all exquisite skilled workers, no matter how simple the carriages of this group of people are, if you look carefully at the texture and fur color of those horses, you will know that this group of people is definitely not ordinary.

The fat monk opened the curtain, blocked the north wind with his burly body, and picked up a gray-haired old soldier from the carriage.

The old soldier was about sixty years old, but because of the scorching sun and dry wind and sand in the northwest, he looked older.

He grabbed the fat monk's sleeve and said, "Zhixin, beef is expensive, so we don't need to spend money. Now that the country is in trouble, the Holy One only eats one meal. How can you and I eat beef? Pork is cheap, especially bacon and sausages. We brought 200 million catties to Ganshan, let’s eat sausages!”

"Eating sausage again..."

The fat monk is the head of the Ming Dynasty, and the master Bai Zhixin Bai who is good at butchering pigs.

Knowing a son is like a father, and a son-in-law is half a son.

As Zhu Fugui's half father, Monk Bai Zhixin never believed that the son-in-law who beat up his daughter, jumped out of the window in the middle of the night, and hid in the rockery in Tsinghua Lake would really honestly eat one meal a day.

But since the brother-in-law wants to eat sausages, he can only eat sausages.