In this way, the matter is settled.

"You have one more errand on you." Dong Ce stared at Li Gui and said, "It is also the most important errand, which is related to the life and death of our Rock Castle, how is this errand done?" ”

"My subordinates understand that it's about this year's wheat harvest."

Speaking of this topic, Li Gui's eyes showed a hint of joy, and his waist couldn't help but stop a little.

Observing his small action, Dong Ce immediately felt a lot more settled, knowing that Li Gui must have done a good job on this errand, otherwise, there would not be such a subconscious body movement.

"It's good to teach your lord to know." Li Gui said with a smile: "Chongzhen's eight-year wheat harvest, our Panshi Fort is a big harvest year. In the seventh year of Chongzhen's reign last year, we began to reclaim the land, recruit displaced people, and the homeless men divided the fields into 15 acres, the women divided the fields into 10 acres, and the cattle were divided into 10 acres each, and the cattle were given grain seeds, etc. These are the wheat we all use to grow. Counting the displaced people who came one after another, the land that was divided and the land where wheat was planted was a total of 34,600 acres. ”

"These more than 30,000 acres of land, because it is the earliest land divided, is the most fertile land selected, and most of them are facing rivers or ditches, which are the best water to irrigate the land. In addition, there was burning before reclamation, and a large amount of grass and wood ash accumulated, which was even more fertile. Moreover, the people have ploughing oxen, large ploughs, deep ploughing, and good grain planting. Therefore, the grain produced per acre of land has reached more than one stone and two buckets, and some of the most plastered ground has produced one stone and four buckets per acre! ”

"What, so tall?"

Dong Ce was surprised.

After receiving Li Gui's affirmative reply, the look of surprise on Dong Ce's face dissipated, and then the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, revealing a smile, which was already full of joy, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

One stone is one hundred and twenty catties, one stone and two buckets, that is, one hundred and forty-four catties, one catty in the Ming Dynasty is roughly equal to more than 590 grams in later generations, that is to say, the output of this acre of land is about more than 170 catties. This yield, compared with the grain crops that often yield thousands of catties per mu and thousands of catties per mu in later generations, is naturally not worth mentioning.

Even if it is not compared with later generations, and compared with the grain production of other places in the same era, it is very poor.

For example, in the south of the Yangtze River, there are some beautiful fields and fertile land, and it is very common for them to yield two stones per mu, and there are many people who produce three stones per mu, and those who can even reach four or five stones per mu.

But don't forget, this is the border wilderness of the northland, under the shroud of the Xiaoice River era, the northland of severe drought and cold for many years.

Here, due to the low temperature and no rain, the grain yield is very low, and the yield of four or five buckets per mu is very common, and more often than not, after the seeds are sown, because there is no rain, no water for irrigation, and no sufficient sunshine, the grains are not harvested.

The people looked at the crops that could not be lifted alive, and the despair in their hearts was squeezed little by little, and the sense of despair that was almost like knowing that their limit was approaching but they could only wait for death, it was suffocating to think about it.

In this bitter cold northland, in this era, it is not easy to have these outputs.

Dong Ce asked, "How much grain was harvested?" ”

"Back to your lordship."

Li Gui said very familiarly: "According to the rules we set before, the rent collected per mu of land, some are four buckets, three liters and five he, and some are five buckets and five liters. Since the beginning of the autumn harvest, we have begun to collect grain, and by the end of August, it has all ended, and a total of 18,439 stone of grain has been stored. ”

"Nearly 20,000 stone of grain?"

"Good, good!"

Dong Ce finally stopped holding back his emotions, patted the table lightly, and laughed.

How much grain is 20,000 stones?

In the early years of the Ming Dynasty, during the Hongwu Dynasty, there were more than 30 million stones and 20,000 stones of imperial grain collected in a year, which was less than 1,500 of that amount. But don't forget, 30 million stones, that is relative to the entire dynasty, and now 20,000 stones, the opposite is this small rock fort, is the tens of thousands of people in this rock fort.

Compared with these 30,000 people, 20,000 stone of grain is not a lot at all.

With 20,000 stone of grain, those people who have just come this year, although they have divided the land and cultivated it, but have not yet harvested and have not laid down the grain, will be able to survive the cold winter safely. The 20,000 stone of grain is enough to eat until next year's wheat harvest.

And those people who have come over in the seventh year of Chongzhen have all divided the land, and this time there is also a large amount of surplus grain. All the surplus food left except for the payment of taxes is their own. This grain is purely for them to use. If Dong Ce's prediction is good, many people will store these grains. Because they have had enough days without food and starving.

The more food they have on the stock, the more reassuring they are.

However, Dong Ce did not want them to store the grain, because he knew very well that if the grain was stored, it would be like a large amount of silver and copper coins being stored in the cellar, and it would not circulate in the market, which would be detrimental to the development of the overall economy. He had to get the food to flow and become part of the Rock Fort economy.

He has a way.

"That's right."

Dong Ce suddenly asked: "In the process of harvesting grain, are there any things such as drenching the tip and kicking the people, poisoning the people?" ”

"Please rest assured, there is absolutely no such thing!"

Li Gui said categorically: "My lord, you mentioned it at the beginning, and your subordinates and others also pay attention to this kind of thing, because when they collect rent and tax, their subordinates and others all go around to keep an eye on it, and as long as they find such things, they will be severely punished on the spot." It's just that we are more satisfied that there is no such thing. ”

"Hmm." Dong Ce nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's very good." You can't have it now, and you can't have it in the future, you can't put an end to this kind of thing, you know? ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand!" Li Gui should be.

"Hmm." Dong Ce nodded with satisfaction: "Your errand, let's finish it." ”

He turned his head to look at Zhang Han: "It's time to talk about you." ”

Zhang Han smiled: "Yes." ”

"The first one, the kiln factory." Dong Ce asked: "I said that when the official comes back, he will produce 100,000 bricks every month, and it is still a big brick, how is this?" ”

"Back to your lordship." Zhang Han smiled and groaned: "I have overfulfilled the task." ”

"Oh?" Dong Ce was overjoyed and asked, "How much can I produce in a month?" ”

"I can produce 120,000 bricks a month. This year, after the spring flowers bloomed and the earth thawed, the amount of bricks went up all of a sudden, and from May, this number of bricks can be produced every month. Zhang Han said with a smile: "At the beginning, you said that you were going to produce big bricks, indeed, our rock fort is now in ruins, and it has to be built everywhere." Moreover, in the future, inside and outside the city, after the people became rich, they had to build houses and houses, and they really needed more bricks. It's just that ordinary bricks are also needed. It was his subordinates who took the liberty of ordering them to burn some bricks of ordinary size, roughly 100,000 large bricks and 20,000 bricks of ordinary size. ”

Dong Ce nodded: "It's okay." Although it is your own opinion, it is also thoughtful, and you have done a good job, which can be regarded as a combination of merits and demerits, and the official will not reward or punish you. ”

Zhang Han smiled: "Yes, my subordinates understand." ”

Although his self-assertive behavior is very reasonable, it is ultimately self-asserted, and Dong Ce will never allow this kind of thing to happen too many times, nor will he encourage this kind of behavior. If everyone does this, then what is the effect of Dong Ce's order?

So it's a no-reward and no-punishment ending.

In fact, Zhang Han has never understood why Dong Ce needs so many big bricks, of course, there are a lot of things that need to be built near the Rock Fort, but these big bricks don't seem to be used up.

That's a little too much.

In the past few months, there has been a backlog of five or six hundred thousand bricks burned by the kiln factory, and no one has bought them, there is nowhere to sell them, and there is not much need to go out, all of them are backlogged near the kiln factory. Fortunately, Wang Yu's subordinates are building a recruit camp, and a lot of bricks and tiles have been consumed, otherwise it will be squeezed even more.