The pressure from the county government, as Ye Zhao's temporary compromise was eliminated, time gradually entered March. Although there was still a cold air in the air, the flowers and plants gradually turned green and the earth was reviving. A large number of cultivated fields could be seen on the land around Macheng.

Ye Zhao still underestimated the attractiveness of low taxes to the people. Even in Ye Zhao's view, 40% of the taxes are still heavy taxes, but for the general 60% or 70% of the taxes, 40% of the taxes are already extremely low. In less than half a month, because Guo Shi did not stop him, the population of Macheng has expanded to a thousand households. As long as Ye Zhao is willing, he can now be promoted to county magistrate.

However, for Ye Zhao, the population is only increasing at the moment, and these populations have not yet been fully integrated into Macheng. Settling down is not enough to live here, but you still have to make a living. As the leader of this county in Macheng, Ye Zhao wants these people to completely belong to Macheng, he has to find a living for them and give them the ability to live.

Reclamation is undoubtedly a good way to get a lot of labor in it, but it will take effect at least until after harvesting this fall, before these people can truly settle down.

"From the current land in Macheng, even with the current taxes, fifteen acres of land can support a family of one or five, and can only accommodate up to two thousand households." Qiu Chi has gradually moved from business to internal affairs recently. He used to be in business. Although he had no great skills, he was very sensitive to numbers. In just a few days, he had calculated the general details of the current land reclamation in Macheng. It was a good thing that more and more refugees were attracted to him, but Qiu Chi was not happy.

Ye Zhao stood on the city wall, and the craftsmen had already begun to direct craftsmen to repair the city wall. The entire inside and outside of the city were immersed in a busy and busy manner.

Ye Zhao doesn't like to kneel down. Without outsiders, he mostly sits on a Hu bed, listening to Qiu Chi's report, and silently thinking about the next development.

Originally, two of the three giants in Macheng had already been under his command. After the battle of Qiushui, the Wuhuan people also lost their temper. Now that he has just settled as the county magistrate, it does not mean that he can enjoy peace. He has to take drastic measures to rectify Macheng, economy, people's livelihood, military, and all aspects. This is different from his previous life. In his previous life, although civilization was fragmented under that disaster, there were still many talents who survived. With these talents, they could help Ye Zhao quickly restore his productivity. Even if there were only 70,000 people left, they could still build an unbreakable fortress.

Now, Macheng is incomparable to the population of the base city in the previous life. Even if Qiu Chi said, it can recruit 2,000 households, and the total population of Macheng is only 5,000 households, or about 20,000. However, this place is different from his previous life. He can be arbitrary and just fight against the outside world. The attitude of the prefectures and counties, and the external pressure that many tribes on the grassland may come to kill at any time.

Ye Zhao found that it was not as easy as he imagined to develop and grow Macheng. In this way, the money and grain needed to be invested, let alone the Ye family, even the Wei family could empti the Wei family if they just spend money blindly.

"So..." Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao carefully: "My subordinates suggest that they stop recruiting refugees from the outside."

"No!" Almost subconsciously, Ye Zhao shook his head, how could he push the population out?

"But with the current situation of Macheng, I am afraid that it will not be able to support more people." Qiu Chi said with a wry smile. He also hoped that Macheng would be more prosperous. Only five thousand households are the limit of Macheng.

"The lord doesn't know anything." Meng Hu bent on the side said, "The land around Macheng is thin, almost all of them are thin fields. Every year, there must be a piece of land to close the fields. Otherwise, the annual harvest will only decrease year by year, and many places are not suitable for farming at all. If the population is larger..."

Looking at Qiu Chi, Meng Hu bowed and said, "I'm afraid Ma Cheng can't afford to raise these people."

Ye Zhao closed his eyes and found that the per mu of thin fields was about 100 to 150 kilograms. In the case of a drought year, the per mu of yield was even less than 100 kilograms. Even if the tax in Macheng was small, a family of five had to support themselves and even provide some extra surplus grain. Fifteen acres were the least.

Ye Zhao wanted to vigorously develop agriculture, but it was impossible to make drastic changes to the current agricultural system. He could only make some changes within his ability in the planning of Hanlu, such as throwing away unnecessary taxes to stimulate farmers' enthusiasm, and in addition to improving agricultural tools.

"Don't stay idle in those idle fields. Shepherd some cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock, but remember that the number of sheep should not be too large. Go buy some chickens to raise." Ye Zhao thought for a while and said to several people. Although sheep are easier to grazing than cattle, the bad thing is that sheep can dig roots. Even grass growing in the cracks of the rocks can dig out the roots. If a place is overgrazed, it will not take long, and soil erosion will occur. The land fertility in the area of ​​Macheng is insufficient. If she raises sheep too much, it will probably not take long, and the surrounding area of ​​Macheng will become a wasteland.

Moreover, the benefits of grazing are not only that they can provide a large amount of meat and domesticate oxen, but also that the animal's feces contain a certain amount of fertility, which can promote the recovery of fertility.

In fact, Ye Zhao wanted to make fertilizers, but after experiencing the end of the world in his previous life, there was not much land that could be cultivated. Farming was based on genetic technology and even soilless cultivation. As for the most primitive fertilizer, Ye Zhao only knew that it was related to manure. He didn't know how to fertilize it. At present, Ye Zhao had just selected about five acres of land near Macheng for experimentation, hoping to study fertilizers as soon as possible.

If chemical fertilizers can be successfully studied, the problem of limiting productivity in this era can be solved, and a large amount of labor can be released to engage in other industries. However, even if you know the materials for this thing, you can not find the best proportion in a short time. For crops, if you apply fertilizers, it is no different from poison. It can burn the dealer alive. Therefore, Ye Zhao dare not be too radical.

Qiu Chi was a little puzzled. Is he going to build his own horse farm?

However, since Ye Zhao had already made a decision, he couldn't say anything else. He could only exchange salt for some calves, horsemen, and lambs from familiar tribes, and ordered people to get some chickens. After all, the breeding period and growth period of chickens were faster, so he would recruit people to raise them first.

The new refugees were quickly arranged to farm. According to the new order issued by Ye Zhao, although the tax was 40%, in order to encourage farming, the grain tax in the first year was reduced to 20%, and the excess was used to make them settle down.

Although I live now only the temporary wooden shed built by the county government, which can barely shelter from the wind and rain, after all, there is hope. In the following time, Qiu Chi was surprised that the labor force that these pale and thin refugees burst out was quite terrifying, because according to Ye Zhao's regulations, whoever cultivated the land belonged to him. The ancients' persistence in the fields surprised Ye Zhao a little. In just two months, tens of thousands of acres of thin fields were reclaimed around Macheng. In April, standing on the city wall, looking around, the entrance was full of green grains, and the population of Macheng soared to 6,000 households, which was more than doubled compared to before.

However, for Macheng, the population of 6,000 households and more than 27,000 are basically the limit. At least at present, the food that can be maintained until the autumn harvest can only support so many people. The most important thing is that Ye Zhao has collected refugees this time, and basically all the refugees who can come to Dai County were collected. After all, it was not a period of war. If it were not forcibly, no one would be willing to leave his hometown. But even so, the doubled population, as long as it was reported, and the previous military achievements of defeating Wuhuan were enough to make Ye Zhao officially promoted to the county magistrate with a rank of 800 stones.

Looking at the figures working in the fields, both Ye Zhao and Qiu Chi and others felt quite satisfied. After all, this was what they pulled up from scratch.

However, compared to the joy of Macheng, Guo Qing, who was in Gaoliu, was obviously not so wonderful.

In the lobby of the prefect's mansion, Wei Xian knelt on a mat, looking at his nose and his heart, as if he was asleep. On the head of the head, Guo Xuan looked at the bamboo paper sent by Ma Cheng, and his face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out.

At the back of the two, the county magistrate and county officials looked at each other speechlessly.

"Personal, absolutely perfunctory!" After a while, Guo Qing threw the bamboo paper in his hand to the ground and said angrily: "The Ye family is crazy. They actually took the initiative to reduce taxes and used the imperial court's money to support the people!?"

"The prefect forgot that Ye Zhao has the right to be exempted from tax for three years. There is no need to pay taxes within these three years!" Wei Xian opened his eyes, looked at Guo Qing faintly, and said calmly: "The reason why Ye Zhao gave money and grain to the prefect was just a delaying strategy. In the past two months, Macheng has been constantly purchasing grain from major families in order to prevent the prefect from severing his life. Now Macheng has abundant food and grass, and Ye Zhao has vigorously reclaimed farmland around Macheng, obviously to escape from the control of the prefect."

When Guo Xuan heard this, his chest was blocked. In fact, even if he couldn't see this problem at that time, it was already obvious that Ye Zhao did not hand over his property for two consecutive months. The reason why Ye Zhao kept writing to him was just that he didn't want to break up completely. Now, he didn't even have the means to control Ye Zhao, how could he not feel frustrated?

"What should I do now?" Guo Qing groaned. At this point, how can he be content with the huge profits of horse sales in Macheng?

"I have a plan, but I don't know if the prefect dares to use it?" Wei Xian's eyes flashed with murderous intention and said in a stern way.

"Oh? What's the plan?" Guo Xuan's eyes lit up and he looked at Wei Xian and said.

"Since the Ye family values ​​grain so much, it will leave it without harvest this year. Would the Ye family still come back and beg the prefect?" Wei Xian sneered: "I just hope that this time, the prefect will not be deceived by Ye Zhao again."

"To put it nicely, how can you make the Ye Zhao particles unharvest? Could it be that you still have to ask God for help?" Guo Xuan was slightly embarrassed by Wei Xian's words, and then frowned.
Chapter completed!