Wang Lin was smart and kicked the ball back to Ning Chen.

After Ning Chen heard Wang Lin's words, he really thought about it seriously.

There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship, let alone such a huge military department?

How is it possible that you can't squeeze out even a little bit of money?

Just where to start?

"Forget it, let Fatty Wan worry about this matter. He must be more familiar with this matter than me."

After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of a son, Chou Yin Mao, so Ning Chen simply gave up thinking about this matter.

"Prince Wang, after all, we are officials in the same dynasty, and we are both from the Ministry of War. Let me go back and think about this matter.

If I can think of a way to get the best of both worlds, I'll look for you then.

If I really can't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, I can only apologize."

Wang Lin was very happy when he heard that Ning Chen was willing to think about this matter.

"Okay, okay. Ning Chen, go back and think about it slowly. There's no need to rush this matter. Just think of a solution in a month or two.

Anyway, the Ministry of War's serious illness is not something that will happen in a day or two, so there is really no rush for it."

"Okay, then Prime Minister Wang will wait for me for a while. As soon as I come up with a good idea, I will come to Prime Minister Wang immediately!" Ning Chen also agreed to Wang Lin's request.

"Ning Chen, let me toast you." Wang Lin picked up the wine bowl and said to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen glanced at Wang Lin and said, "Mr. Wang, if you want to drink, just say so.

There is no need to make such excuses, I took out this jar of wine just to give it to the Prime Minister."

Wang Lin heard that Ning Chen wanted to give this jar of wine to him.

Suddenly he couldn't help but feel happy, and then Wang Lin directly put down the wine bowl and stopped mentioning the toast.

If you toast, you should share it. If you don’t toast, you can go home and enjoy it all to yourself.

Ning Chen didn't care about a bowl of wine, but Ning Chen was curious about what Wang Lin wanted to do with him.

Wang Lin definitely didn't know that he was drinking.

This was purely accidental, so Wang Lin must have something else to do with him.

"Prime Minister Wang, I would like to ask, if there is no such thing as wine, what does Prime Minister Wang have to do with me?" Ning Chen asked Prime Minister Wang.

Wang Xiangru said to Ning Chen truthfully: "I want to use Ning Chen to use you to deal with the fifth prince's affairs, the good impression you have accumulated in the army, and your relationship with the Dingguo army.

I hope you can help mobilize some talented people from the Dingguo Army to help reorganize the Fuwei Army.

But for now, if we have this wine, we don't need Dingguojun's help for the time being.

If we can solve things by ourselves, it is better for us to solve them ourselves."

It is reasonable to look for yourself.

Next, Wang Lin chatted passionately with Ning Chen about many things, not only matters involving the imperial court.

Wang Lin also asked about some of Ning Chen's living conditions.

He looks like a kind brother.

Of course Ning Chen didn't fall for the trick.

It costs money to recognize such a brother.

After lunch, the two people left Wanhua Building.

Ning Chen first sent Wang Lin back to Wang Lin's home, and then Ning Chen drove to Wanhong.

How the Ministry of War earns this money depends on Fatty Wan.

Before the carriage arrived at Yanzuofang, Ning Chen unexpectedly discovered that the carriage was blocked.

Although Fengjing is prosperous, things like betting on horse-drawn carriages almost never happen.

Especially in a poor village like Yanzuofang, carriages are very rare, let alone blocking carriages.

But now, the carriage is blocked.

Looking at the endless queue of horse-drawn carriages in front of him, Ning Chen finally realized how popular his humble house was.

There was no way to get in from the front, so Ning Chen could only ask the coachman to send a new message to Fatty Wan, asking him to come and find him.

In about a quarter of an hour, Fatty Wan was already jogging to see Ning Chen.

With Fatty Wan's weight, it's really hard for him to run at a trot.

After Wan Hong got into the car, the car sank a little.

"Boss Wan, you seem to have gained weight again?" Ning Chen looked at Wan Hong and said jokingly.

Wan Hong chuckled and said, "If I'm in a good mood, I'll eat a little more."

After replying, Wan Hong said: "What do you want from me, sir?"

Ning Chen immediately told Wan Hong about the affairs of the Ministry of War.

After listening to Ning Chen's words, Wan Hong also thought seriously.

Just as Ning Chen thought, Wan Hong also felt that the Ministry of War was a broken ship that couldn't be knocked down.

After thinking for a while, Wan Hong said: "Sir, I don't know the specific situation of the Ministry of War.

But there is one thing that the villain knows.

That is the Ministry of War, which actually has military fields.

Moreover, there are still a lot of military fields owned by the Ministry of Defense.

If nothing else, just say that Gongwei Mansion, which is closest to Fengjing, has tens of thousands of acres of military land.

These military fields are all deserted now.

If you are not willing to use these military fields to offset your debt, I think this is feasible."

After listening to Wan Hong's words, Ning Chen also felt that this matter was feasible.

But Ning Chen couldn't understand how the military fields could be left vacant.

Even if you don’t grow it yourself, wouldn’t it be an income if you rent it out?

Isn't it too wasteful to just leave it like this?

Wan Hong explained to Ning Chen: "My lord, I don't know something. The imperial court wanted to prevent military land from being divided privately.

Therefore, there are regulations, and military fields can only be planted by the guards themselves.

If it is found that it is transferred to other people, it will be a serious crime of beheading.

But now the government guards have insufficient pay. They say they are full battalions, but in fact they are only half a battalion.

There may not even be half a camp.

Without people, naturally there wouldn’t be so many people farming, so the land would just be left uncultivated.”

After listening to Wan Hong's explanation, Ning Chen asked: "Then if it goes according to what you said, the Minister of War would be willing to mortgage these lands to us.

We can't do anything with it, and whether Wang Lin is willing to mortgage it to us is a matter of two opinions."

Wan Hong said: "Sir, this matter can actually be divided into two steps.

First of all, the first step is to try and see if Wang Xiang is willing to mortgage.

If you like, we can take the second step.

At first we can use other people’s wine for secondary distillation.

But if you want to reduce costs next, you still have to make your own wine.

Military fields are generally relatively fertile fields.

If it is used to grow food, the harvest can be slightly higher than that of ordinary land.

This way we produce and sell our own food, and get a little more food.

In fact, it is equivalent to smoothing out this part of the cost.

Moreover, there are government guards everywhere, so we need more military fields.

It is equivalent to spreading wine-making workshops to every place.

This also saves us the trouble of traveling and traveling to transport drinks.

And that’s military land, so it’s exempt from taxes.”

When Wan Hong said this, Ning Chen realized that if he did this, he would really make a profit.

First of all, the cost of brewing has been reduced, and secondly, the cost of spreading it across the country has been saved.

Military fields are available everywhere, and you can choose military fields in several prosperous places.

As for whether Wang Lin can agree, Ning Chen thinks it's absolutely fine.
Chapter completed!