Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Don't look at it!

But look, how long has it been?

The folk custom of sprinkling sugar has formed.

In time, once this custom becomes popular all over the world...

Omg!

The more Song Xiance thought about it, the more he became afraid.

Emperor Ming put his political slogans on candies. As long as this continues, the sweetness of candies will fill people's hearts when they mention Ming Dynasty.

Let me ask, at that time, who would dare to have bad thoughts towards Daming?

(Do you understand why I am targeting Yan?)

……

It's time to sit down.

Song Xiance handed over a gift of five taels of silver.

This is a great gift!

Zhang Dazhu hurriedly arranged for someone to add food and invited Song Xiance's entourage over.

Five taels of silver is enough to buy dozens of tables for banquets.

If there is no income, the people will naturally be scratching their heads, because money is not guaranteed and they have to save money for emergencies.

However, when people can make money as long as they work hard, they are willing to spend money.

Of course, this way of spending money is more inclined to buy big things.

Such as houses, land, shops, etc.

These days, people like Xu Xiake who travel all over the world are only in the minority.

People like Zhang Dazhu who buy real estate are the mainstream.

However, Song Xiance, who met by chance, gave him a heavy gift, and the people would not be stingy.

It's just a simple meal, not worth much.

Song Xiance was given generous gifts, and Zhang Dazhu personally accompanied him. Even the rice wine brewed by the farmer was filtered several times before being served.

Song Xiance asked some indirect questions, and Zhang Dazhu answered them one by one.

The more he asked, the more amazed he became.

When the wine was full and his ears were warm, Song Xiance pointed to the rice bowl on the dining table and said:

“Brother Dazhuli, where did you get these sweet potatoes?”

Sweet potatoes are still a new thing, but Song Xiance, the Dashun military advisor, has seen them before.

He originally thought that Zhang Dazhu built the house and bought it specially out of joy.

Who knew, Zhang Dazhu said something that shocked him.

"Mr. Song doesn't know that His Majesty specially sent someone to teach us how to plant this spring this year.

Isn't it early winter? The sweet potatoes are harvested.

Sir, do you know how terrifying this sweet potato yield is? "

Zhang Dazhu could hardly suppress his joy:

“I was allotted two acres of land, and I dug up an additional acre of wasteland in front of the house, behind the house, and in the fields.

This year’s autumn harvest, I weighed them one by one. From these two to three acres of land, I dug out more than 3000 kilograms of sweet potatoes!

Although it is not as terrible as the [-] kilograms per mu advertised by His Majesty, with this thing, we will never starve to death in the future!

With such a high yield per mu, this is great stuff! "

Zhang Dazhu pointed to the mound in front of the shack on the left and said:

“That’s my old house, and the mound at the door is the sweet potato cellar dug by my mother-in-law.

We couldn't finish it, so we had to dig up a whole room of dried sweet potatoes.

If it weren’t for the dried sweet potatoes, I wouldn’t have come back to build a house!

We work on the railway, which can be regarded as a technical job, and we earn 18 copper coins a day! "

Zhang Dazhule’s mouth couldn’t close together:

“We ordinary people are most afraid of wasting food!

There is no room for it at home, and if it rains and ruins it, it will be a sin.

When I added it up, the money on hand was enough for us to build a house anyway.

Then it's a big deal!

Look, my new home is a three-story building!

Now, no matter how much food we harvest, we still have room to put it! "

Zhang Dazhu drank too much and became happy:

“Building a building is not difficult, as long as you spare the money and buy more wood.

It's like laying a flat layer like a roof beam and nailing wooden boards on top, that's it.

This building saves the most land and can build more houses. "

"On our construction site, someone built a four-story building!

For us, this can only be regarded as more than enough than above. "

Zhang Dazhu happily pointed to both sides of the house:

"We are planning to build side houses next year.

By then, our family will also be the eldest son of the courtyard! "

"Then I wish brother Dazhuli in advance that his life will get better and better!"

Song Xiance raised his hands and congratulated.

“I’ll lend you your good words, I’ll lend you your good words!”

Zhang Dazhu raised his wine glass:

"It's all thanks to His Majesty. If His Majesty hadn't given us the job of supporting our family, we would never have dreamed of the life we ​​are living today!"

……

After drinking and eating, Song Xiance said goodbye to Zhang Dazhu's family and continued towards the capital of Han Dynasty.

After stepping onto the road, Song Xiance turned around and looked.

I saw that the civilian husbands who had eaten and drank enough had already begun to climb the rest of the rafters.

In the open space next to it, there were actually black tiles piled up.

A common man working on the emperor's construction site not only built a three-story building, but also installed a tile roof!

Emperor Ming’s policies were indeed good governance!

"Only people's livelihood is king!"

Song Xiance looked at the village on the edge of the road.

Several new houses have already been built in this small village.

Although some people just built roof-frame houses, others built two-story buildings...

Zhang Dazhu's house is the only three-story house.

but!

Song Xiance looked around and saw that in other villages in the distance, as Zhang Dazhu said, buildings were not uncommon.

These villages are located on both sides of the road.

What's even more frightening is that these new houses face the side of the road and all have windows!

God!

Once there is a police situation, these houses will become simple bunkers to block the enemy!

Song Xiance was sure that as long as the enemy attacked near Handu, these villagers would definitely take up arms and rush forward.

In fact, they will definitely sacrifice their houses for the army to use to stop the enemy!

Just because the emperor gave them a prosperous life.

"People's livelihood is king!"

Song Xiance sighed again.

Zhu Youjian has such good tricks!

……

In the Holy Grace Village.

When Zhang Dazhu saw Song Xiance walking away, he called his wife and ordered:

"Look at home, I'm going to the countryside, and I'm going to the Bingma Si Yamen in the north of the city.

By the way, have you fed the donkey at home? I'll ride on the donkey, and the distance will be faster. "

The woman is a little scared:

"Master, can you not go?

I took advantage of calling them to eat, so I went to take a look. Those people were hiding knives and guns!

You said, if someone takes revenge on us, then...

How to live this day! "

The woman's face was a little pale.

I ran away all the way and didn’t know how I survived.

I finally came to Nanyang and found a man who was capable and able to support the family.

What should she do if the man is gone?

"You're a woman, you know nothing!"

Zhang Dazhu scolded, seeing his wife's frightened look, he remembered again the time when he brought this little woman home.

At that time, the naked woman looked like this, huddled in the corner, not daring to look at him.

It was only after he took out a few pockets of sweet potato tips and showed them to her that she lived a steady life with him.