In the twelfth lunar month of winter, a vocabulary invented in the Central Plains, in Hainan Island, the cold winter can be more than ten degrees Celsius.There is no heavy snow in the sky, and no dripping water turns into ice. December in the South Island is the season for sugarcane harvesting.

The steward of the third sugarcane plantation is Aman, a young man in his 20s.He doesn't have a lot of airs in management, and he personally brings a strong laborer to harvest with a knife. After the sugarcane is cut down, it will be lined up along the field, and it will be piled up with two ropes later.

The women have been waiting on the field ridges for a long time. After simple screening and processing, the sugar cane will be transported to the nearby sugar factory, and finally turned into brown sugar and white sugar.

After rushing to work for five days, there are only scattered sugarcane leaves left on the vast land.Some will be picked up by greedy children to chew the taste, and more will be collected and sent to the grinder to become part of the feed for cattle.

"Pests have been found in the sugarcane forest this year." The idle Aman sat on the ridge of the field and chewed the green cane for a while, talking to Zheng Xuan who came to collect the wind, "Next year, this land will be replanted with rice. The application of Muniu has been completed. I handed it in, and said it was three days later. I dug up all the underground roots and burned them, and then planted vegetables, rice, and wheat for two years before the cane worms in the soil would starve to death. I have lived here for three years. Let’s go, I’m really reluctant.”

Sugar cane plantations are mobile.

Zheng Xuan took some cane sugar, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, and as he chewed, the fragrance and slightly sweetness slowly rippled out. "He looks like the steward, but Limin?"

The sky is cloudy, although occasionally a few rays of sunlight leak through the gaps in the clouds.

"Li? With this title, he is indeed a cultural person. Our branch surrendered relatively early, and we are considered to be the first batch to farm on the island." Aman seemed to have some bad memories brought up, he suddenly stood up, "Forget it, it's all over."

In the autumn of this year, there was a communal riot with dozens of people, which was just suppressed.

Seeing that Aman was about to leave, Zheng Xuan hurriedly asked him to stay. "It's a slip of the tongue. I don't intend to test it, it's..."

Aman sat down again: "I didn't do well in the culture class back then, and I couldn't explain it to you. If you ask the group of rioters-I'll say so. It's been ten years, Those who want to take revenge have already done so, and those who don’t take revenge are because the Lord’s family treats us well and is willing to stay. If we continue to make trouble now, hey, we will either be bribed or greedy, and we will lose our face!”

When it comes to treatment, Zheng Xuan also sighed: "The elderly can eat meat, see a doctor without spending money, the disabled can be supported, and the poorest people can barely eat and clothe themselves. They don't pick up things on the road, and they don't close their doors at night. The so-called road trip is like this. No wonder you are so angry. He is so high that he looks down on the officials of the Han Dynasty."

Smoke curled from the chimneys of the sugar mills.The hydraulic machinery creaked and turned, the workers sweated profusely, and the result of the cooperation of manpower and material resources was a mountain of sugar products, a sea ship fully loaded to the north, panic buying and extravagance in the Central Plains, and countless copper coins returned to Cao’s house.

In the blink of an eye, on December [-]th, the sugar factory shut down.The biggest festival in the South Island is here.

"Originally it was the New Year's Day, and I hoped to promote offering sacrifices to Yanhuang. However, because there are many children in the South Island, it is now more common to call it the Gan Festival." A Sheng personally distributed bags of sugar to those who came to line up in front of the sugar factory. small monitors.

Everyone has crystal clear candy, which is the benefit that distinguishes the children of South Island from other places.Children today like to drill holes in candy bars and hang them around their necks with colorful braided ribbons.There are also some families who love their children, offering sacrifices to their ancestors with rock sugar drilled in holes, and praying for their children to grow up safely.In the past two years, there have even been folk artists who can carve candies into the shapes of the Chinese zodiac.On the morning of the first day of the first lunar month tomorrow, canteens at all levels will cook sweet and soft egg red date cakes for children's breakfast.

All kinds of Gan Festival customs are slowly taking shape.

The last class leader who received the candy was a boy about seven years old, with anxiety and curiosity on his dark face.He made a stumbling salute to A Sheng: "Master, the master gave us candy."

Ah Sheng asked him to sign the roster, and then carefully put the last bag of candy into his arms. "Can you hold it?"

The little boy shook his body, hugged the sugar bag tightly, and grinned at Ah Sheng, revealing the black holes on his front teeth.A craving for sweetness can be powerful.

"Go, be careful on the road." Ah Sheng said goodbye to the children, and it was considered as the end of today's work.

Yan Wen was on duty today and brought her cane soup.There are still a few pieces of green cane in the clear sugar water.

"Cane soup is clear and hot, Zheng Gong will also use some with me."

Zheng Xuan took it with a trembling hand, and took a sip: "Just this bowl, in the Central Plains, is worth half a year for a family of five."

"South Island is the origin of sucrose, so the price is naturally low. The price in Central Plains is high, because the transportation is anti-corrosion and the supply is in short supply."

"It's even higher than the son's monopoly."

A Sheng glanced at him: "Zheng Gong learned economics so quickly, it embarrassed me."

Zheng Xuan also looked at the simple and unadorned Tsing Yi on A Sheng's body: "At the beginning, Xiao He built the Weiyang Palace for Han Gaozu, which was extremely luxurious, and said: 'It is not magnificent, but there is no prestige. Is it okay to be a master without establishing prestige?"

"Using tall buildings to intimidate the world and show national power is to deal with ignorant people. If everyone reads books and knows how to be polite, they will only be grateful for the simplicity of the ruler. Times have changed, and the rules of the Central Plains in the early Han Dynasty, Allow me not to implement it in the South Island."

"My son's plan is very big."

"People's heart is a wall, so nature is big." Ah Sheng finished his cane soup, stood up and patted the ashes on his robe. fully understood."

Zheng Xuan followed her to stand up: "Young Master, he saved countless victims and built a paradise on earth, which is an achievement that Xuan can't match."

"After the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, we will go into the mountains." Go and see the real core of the South Island - the smelting plant and the machinery production base.

On the night of New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve, unfortunately, there is no moonlight.However, the Cao's Manor in Zhuya is brightly lit, capturing the light of the sky.

The bamboo joints were thrown into the fire and made a crackling sound. This is a real firecracker.Ah Sheng didn't take out the fireworks, because she didn't want the gunpowder to become an entertainment product, bearing the smiles of ignorant human beings.

Hot weapons are Pandora's box.

After tonight, the fifteen-day vacation begins.Except for a few departments such as the spy department and the guards who are still on duty, most people are free to enjoy the festival.The former orphans have started to form families, and the most common sight on the streets is that couples play with young children.

Temporary shops of the Cao family have been opened one after another, selling special products from all over the country, in addition to local fruits, calico, pastries, hardware, paper and pens, books in the South Island, as well as products from the Central Plains: from cattle and sheep in Mobei to apples in Weihai Everything you need.

In the tea shop, there are well-mannered students reading official newspapers to the guests.At this time, the newspapers in South Island had just appeared, but under the direct guidance of A Sheng, the content was already quite rich:

The local section involves this year's harvest, the performance of major factories, the results of rebellion public trials, labor guidance for next year, possible disaster warnings, new policy planning, etc.;

The outer floor section is about the change of the harem of the Central Plains Dynasty, which areas were affected by the disaster and how many victims are expected to arrive, and the governor of Jiaozhou has changed.

There are many Han immigrants who were moved to tears.

"It's hard to have a family in South Island." Zheng Xuan also took his son to listen to the news in the tea shop. "These children lived in the school since childhood, and they only go home once a month. Men gather to practice martial arts, and women gather to weave, not only For the sake of force and property, it also broke the family's control over the population. Everyone heard about the world's major events directly from the government, and everyone was directly registered in the government with their talents. The population flow was unheard of. But it was precisely because of this that Cao Sheng was The sole ruler of the South Island, it is very difficult for anyone or a family to divide her authority. Compared with this kind of stable rule, it is worth paying money and food, what a genius."

Zheng Yi seems to be still forming the Three Views: "Zhou Li, Confucianism and Legalism, there is no one in the South Island."

Zheng Xuan could only sigh. Although this child was not considered stupid, compared with his heaven-defying learning ability, he was still far behind, and it was not so easy to turn. "I'm going to live in the South Island for a long time. I'm busy with business, I'm afraid I don't have time to teach you, how about sending you to school?"

Zheng Yi respectfully said: "All according to father's orders."

Litchi, longan, coconut, guava, mangosteen... Behind the patches of tropical fruit forests, there are roads paved with cement and gravel.The hard road was opened to traffic, which was much faster than the dirt road, not to mention that they changed cars and got on the rails after walking for less than two hours.The rolling friction is lower than the sliding friction. It is also a horse-drawn cart, but it can be twice as fast on the rails.

The woods parted from the two sides, and gradually, the roof of the factory appeared in front of it.

A Sheng knelt on the car, and introduced to Zheng Xuan, who was in the same car: "Paper making, weaving, flour, and sugar refining are all light industries, so it is fine to manage them in Zhuya. But heavy industries, high temperature and high pressure, if you are not careful Accidents happen, so it has to be strictly controlled."

In the Nandao Industrial Zone, connected to the Nandao Iron Mine, it mainly consists of iron-making furnaces, weapons workshops, machinery workshops, ceramic glass kilns, cement workshops and chemical laboratories.

The most labor-intensive large-scale project was a small nearby reservoir. The cement dam less than 20 meters long took three years and five years to complete.This is a satellite project, and there is still a long way to go before it can be popularized. Its main function is to store water for fire prevention and provide hydraulic power at the same time.

Of course, chemistry and electromagnetism in the groping stage are still experimental factories for gifted children to play with.But just the mass-produced steel knives and rails left Zheng Xuan dumbfounded.

"Young master brought me here, what do you want me to do?"

"These, just take a look." Ah Sheng's eyes stayed on those assembly lines for less than ten seconds. She is an outsider and can only look at the test data. "The reason why Mr. Zheng was asked to come is because of the new factory in the south."

Zheng Xuangan trembled: "New factory?"

"Well, I finally got the ink, so I built a printing factory."

Ah Sheng led the people out of the arsenal, leaving the high-temperature zone where no grass grew, and came to the tree-lined hydropower zone.The water in the reservoir rushes down from the outlet, driving the axles in the water, and the huge steel power system makes the speed of mechanical printing surpass the times.

"Nowadays, only newspapers, textbooks, and pharmacopoeias are printed here. If we talk about traditional classics, Zheng Gong has to worry about them. I was worried that the Central Plains would be chaotic and many classics would be lost, so I ordered people to copy a lot. But it is complicated, and I sort it out by myself. , is really powerless.”

Zheng Xuan stood there for a long time, then slowly knelt down and gave Cao Sheng a big gift. "Master, this is Qianqiu's achievement."

"Debating with Mr. Cao" is a set of magnificent masterpieces that are known as the collision of Confucianism and Cao's thoughts. It started its birth process on the small South Island.

The author has something to say: the so-called electricity is still in the stage of playing with magnets.

The so-called chemistry is still in the stage of refining sulfur and saltpeter.

The so-called business is still in the stage of hoarding, and banknotes will not come out for the time being.

The so-called railway track is because there is no shortage of iron in the South Island, and it is only convenient for transportation in industrial areas.

Don't overthink it.

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