Cao Cao is a literati and ink writer, Xun Yu Xun Yu plus Han Fu who gathered again, Cheng Yu and a group of Wenchen, cross-legged on a spring kang and put wine and poetry to make a pair, or the generals are more pragmatic, directly pulled Wang Hou's several craftsmen, explored the specific masonry method of the fire kang, and said one by one that they also want to go back and paint a scoop according to the gourd, so that they can live a warm winter.

However, Mr. Cao was elated, but he still ignored the most precious thing that Wang Hou brought!

Cement for building kang!

A face smiled sweetly as if he saw an old man, full of smiles, Wang Hou was also there with a difficult sentence to chat with, but he and these Cao Cao's subordinates were too different in terms of values and educational content, they expected to talk about an ancient classic can hahaha giggle for a long time, Wang Hou's old face really can't laugh, can only laugh like biting sour grapes, how embarrassing it is to talk about how embarrassing it is.

Fortunately, there is a night ban in this era! An awkward conversation ended at about six o'clock in the evening, but all the civil and military generals were gearing up, saying that they would actively promote the use of fire kang when they went back, and go to the next level for the cause of fuel saving in the Han Empire.

The matter is almost done, in fact, it mainly talks about the repair of the fire kang in the military camp of the overlord outside the city and the official office of the prime minister's mansion and the defense camp, so that the soldiers of the civil and military generals under his command will not freeze to death, and the remaining two princes and eight secretaries, the court minister Xungui's family not to mention freezing to death a house slave, even if the whole family is frozen to death, Mr. Cao doesn't care.

Of course, the thing didn't work out, with a pair of black eyes, Wang Hou was dead-skinned and didn't leave in the end, and followed one by one to say goodbye, even if Prime Minister Cao Cheng was helpless at the end, he let out a long groan helplessly.

"Tuqiu!"

"The lower official is here!"

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief! He, Wang Hou, can take the initiative to come over and do something, either for his own head, he is forced to do so, or he has taken a fancy to something and tries to pull it to his own family, otherwise for so many years, why is he a silent grain official! During this time, Mr. Cao felt that he had seen him thoroughly!

Why can't there be some flawless courtiers like the ancient saints under the command of this prime minister? With depression, Cao always raised his head and snorted in a weird manner.

"This is a clear distinction between public and private, meritorious service is rewarded, and if there is a fault, you will be punished, you build a spring kang, and you have a merit in relieving the suffering of the people of Xudu, say it! What reward do you want? ”

"Prime Minister Xie!"

Waiting for this sentence, Wang Hou's eyes were directly overjoyed at the side Cao Hongjie for the first time, but in the silent battle, Cao Cao also simply rolled his eyes, his head was slightly tilted to the side, and his beard was thrown to the side.

Get lost!

It's stingy! Isn't it just a girl? You've got so much! I won't be given a hundred dollars! The old face was full of resentment, and he retreated to the second, so Wang Hou had to take out the prepared map.

"Prime Minister, I watched the scenery in Funiu Mountain earlier, and found a carboniferous mine, instead of putting it there and not using it, it is better to give it to the lower officials, and it can also be of some use, please be gracious!"

"Coal?"

The Han Dynasty did begin to use coal, and some places also used coal for smelting, however, after all, the smell of coal smoke is bad, and you have to dig into the ground, and the scale of use is not large, the word Mao made Cao Cao in a trance, and then remembered what it was.

I really don't pay attention to coal, and it's a kind of fuel for burning! Cao always waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, turn around and say hello to Hu Cao, then what kind of carboniferous mine was given to you!" ”

repaired a kang, patted a sycophant, and became a Henan coal boss when he turned around! Wang Hou was really overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed heavily and said, "Thank you for the gift of Prime Minister!" ”

Wang Hou promised to get coal to give himself a big sword, but Cao Hongjie didn't pay attention to the silent confrontation just now, and this stupid girl was just happy to take it away.

The public relations is over, and the matter is done, in Cao Cao's awkward eyes, beating the mud on his knees, Wang Hou is carrying Cao Hongjie, happily planning to return home, however, he hasn't taken two steps, but Cao Cao stopped him behind him.

"Wait!"

"Prime Minister?"

His brows tightened, and after hesitating for a moment, Cao Cao asked in an extremely serious and low voice.

"A few days ago, Feng Xiaoyan made a bet with you that you can harvest 4,000 stone of grain in the autumn with 500 acres of land, but is there such a thing?"

Guo Jia has a big mouth! was stunned, and complained in his heart about the prodigal son of the drunkard, and then Wang Hou lowered his eyebrows and clenched his fists in response: "Back to the prime minister, there is indeed such a thing!" ”

"Are you sure?"

"Back to the prime minister, the lower officials collected Xuchang's night incense as fertilizer, added fertility to the soil, and 500 acres of land were more than enough for overproduction!"

What he just said was full of momentum, but looking at Cao Cao's appearance of special concern, his heart tightened, and Wang Hou hurriedly added a sentence sadly.

"However, Xuchang's fertilizer is limited, according to the current collection, more than 3,000 acres, it is not enough!"

The preventive shot must be done well, in case Cao Cao asked him to give him two or three hundred thousand mu, and one acre of land to ask for eight stones of grain, then he must not be crazy, how can there be so many big heads in the world for him to fool?

His face was still extraordinarily solemn, pinching his beard and thinking for a long time, Cao Cao suddenly shook off his sleeves ruthlessly.

"From the time you ask for the carboniferous mine to the land between your sealing field at the foot of Funiu Mountain, you can cultivate less than 3,000 acres, you can go to the vicinity to divide 3,000 acres, but this autumn harvest, you have to hand over half of the prime minister!"

Oh? Bonus! All-natural fertilizer supply, intensive planting, and then use the district field method deep ditch bacon, intensive farming, there is an example of eight stones per mu in the Ming Dynasty, Wang Hou does not believe that his old face is so black! Three thousand acres, even if you hand over half of it, you still earn it!

But if you don't take advantage of it, that's a bastard! Now Mr. Cao is obviously aroused by his "big words", it is the opportunity to put forward conditions, Wang Hou is brain immediately shook like a rattle.

"Prime Minister, there are not enough people! Besides, Xuchang's manure doesn't know when it can be dealt with, in case it is broken, the minister's field will immediately reduce the yield, but then he can't call the grain for the prime minister, the minister's head has to be moved, and the minister doesn't have so many cattle and farm tools......"

"Less nonsense! You kidnapped at least 200 cows from Chen Deng! The prime minister ordered that all the night incense of Xuchang belong to you, and there must be no mistake! Manpower This year, there is a great drought in Yangzhou, and there are at least 100,000 people who have fled north in Liuxian County. Let Xiahoudun open the way for you! As for farm tools, the army will give you ten blacksmiths, and you can buy the iron ore yourself! ”

Come on, let's live! In Mr. Cao's impatient shouting, Wang Houmei bowed down.

"The subordinate takes the order!"

"That's right! You can be regarded as a local tyrant! You have 300 parts! Red Festival is also idle, just let her train for you, the next time you go out, you want to see these three hundred elite soldiers! ”

"Gah?"

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The Han Dynasty still retains a lot of inheritance from the Warring States Period, the trilogy is one of them, the private armed forces raised by the ministers in their own fiefdoms can even be called the dead soldiers of this clan, the famous battle of Xiaoyaojin in the "Three Kingdoms", Ling Tong desperately guarded Sun Quan and all the three hundred dead soldiers killed in the battle are the Ling family's troops, and even the main forces of each warlord in this era are also the powerful troops that constitute this warlord force.

Cao Cao personally approved Wang Hou to form a tribe, which shows that he also regarded him as a party, but part of the reason should be to let Wang Hou have the ability to protect himself, after all, he offended the two ruthless families of Jinyang Wang and Hongnong Yang, but unfortunately Wang Hou was reluctant to such a grace.

In his impression, when there is a battle, there are thousands of troops and horses, three hundred people! What's the use of not even seeing a person's hair in the army?

It's useless not to say, it costs a lot, raising a strong man, according to the consumption of one or two catties of food a day in this era, you will get a thousand stone of food just for a year, not to mention armor and weapons, not to mention three hundred people, one hundred people are enough to eat a small scholar and bankrupt his family!

Compared with this era, if you think about it carefully, the future generations can even get the safety without having to go to their fingertips, and they can still come out to drink and hang out with friends in the middle of the night, and that stable life is really too precious?

But in any case, the second-to-last back door of the Han Empire has been opened by Wang Hou, and the more than 1,000 acres of mountainous land and 3,000 meters of plain fertile land in the Black Tree Ridge of Funiu Mountain belong to the old king next door! Standing on the high black tree ridge and looking down, the cold wind is blowing in his face, the sleeves and hems of his clothes are shaking, looking at his own land, Wang Hou suddenly has a sense of majesty looking down on his kingdom, even the apartment is rented in later generations, and now he can actually have such a large piece of land, this feeling is not much worse than driving a Rolls-Royce on the street.

"This ......, this is all our royal family!"

One person attained the Tao, the chicken dog ascended to heaven, Wang Hou suddenly went to the back door and became a big landlord, Wang Pole They also had light on their faces, and they trembled with excitement, and he was also shouting there excitedly.

"Yes! In the future, our Wang family will also be one of the strongest! In order to meet this powerful identity, Master Ben will hand over the most important task to you! Go to Niujia Village again and dig out more than a dozen big dung cellars for Master Ben! ”

The most important task is entrusted to him! For a while, Wang Zhuzi was trembling with excitement, he knelt on the ground suddenly, bowed his head heavily, and swore very solemnly.

"Don't worry, sir! Even if the small one is broken bones, it must dig the big dung cellar ......, eh! Dig a big dung cellar! Master!!! ”

Full of sorrow, the goods raised their heads in astonishment, but in this matter, Wang Hou, who had expected this scene, was already dragging the big sleeves of a down jacket like bread, and Shi Shiran went down the mountain, leaving only the sad howl of a half-pulled loyal servant in the cold wind.

It seems that Yexiang Cangcao's hat, the entire palace, is going to be worn for a while!