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Fang Zhiwen will be unable to live without Moling for a while. Even if Huang Zhong, Zhe Xin and Zhen Xiang's troops are deployed in place, before Sun Ce completes the eastward transition, and before Jiangdong becomes completely stable, Fang Zhiwen may be unable to live without Moling City.

However, this does not mean that Fang Zhiwen must stay in Moling City all day long. On this day, the weather was sunny. Fang Zhiwen pulled out Taishi Zhaorong, who was training recruits in the military camp, and threw the training to Gu Xu. The two changed their clothes and left the city with a few personal soldiers.

Taishi Zhaorong, who was stuck in the military camp all day, let go of the horse's hooves as soon as she left the city and ran away. She was sweating and was much more worried.

"Husband, look at the peach blossoms on the hillside over there."

Fang Zhiwen had seen it for a long time, but Taishi Zhaorong was paying attention to peach blossoms, and Fang Zhiwen was paying attention to the cars and horses parked under the hillside. It seemed that many people came here to play, and they might have been attracted by the peach blossoms.

"I saw that there are many tourists there, so let's join in the fun."

Turning over a hillside, I found that there was a large area of ​​peach forest here, which was very brilliant. There were a string of horse-drawn carriages parked beside the road under the hillside. It seemed that there were really many people here to appreciate the flowers. After putting away the horses, Fang Zhiwen pulled Taishi Zhaorong up the stairs along a stone step.

Taishi Zhaorong's cheeks were red, but she didn't break free. She endured her shame and let her husband pull her. In fact, there were many men and women around her doing the same.

Both of them were military generals and were very physically strong. They watched the flowers and chatted along the way, and soon walked to the top of the mountain on the left. Someone built a bamboo pavilion here, covered with simple bamboo grass on the top, standing in the pavilion, the breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and the warm sunshine showed the arrival of spring.

The only thing that is not perfect is that there are a little more people, fortunately. The slope of the mountain is very gentle, and the scenery in any direction is good. Fang Zhiwen found a place with fewer individuals, took out a Maza tea stove, and set up a formation to occupy a piece of space.

Taishi Zhaorong went around to pick up dead branches, saying that she had to use the branches of peach trees to make tea before pouring out the tea. Someone came to smell the fragrance.

"What a good tea, this tea has a clear aroma. Could it be the tea from the north?"

Fang Zhiwen turned his head and found that he was a middle-aged man wearing essay shan. He looked honest and had a beautiful beard that was not very long. His smile was very intimate.

"This brother has a very good nose. If you don't dislike it, why not taste this tea?"

"Sorry, it's abrupt."

The man looked apologetic, especially when he saw his family members present. However, he seemed to be more interested in tea. To be honest, Fang Zhiwen basically had no idea about these teas. They were all given to him by Zhen Jiang, so he took them away. As for what kind of tea it was and what level of tea it was, he didn't know, he only knew that it was produced in his wife's workshop.

"Nothing happens, I'm in the next surname. This person is Zhuo Jing."

"The surname Qiao is here. He is the person from Qiaojiazhuang in the east. His ancestors are farming and disturbing the Xian couple."

"You're welcome, my husband and I are from Youzhou. I came to Moling to go to business. I stole half a day of leisure, so I'll do a free trip."

"Haha, Brother Fang doesn't look like a businessman, but a family."

"Oh? How did Mr. Qiao see it?"

"Look at you guys, you know that these are all healthy people. How can ordinary people have such smart and capable servants!"

"Haha, they are all soldiers who have been on the battlefield, which is also very common in Youzhou. Because Youzhou has a retirement system, some retired soldiers like to do these positions of bodyguard guards."

Mr. Qiao nodded suddenly, took the tea handed over by Fang Zhiwen, thanked him hurriedly, and then sniffed it slowly, and it took a long time to start tasting it in small mouthfuls.

"Good tea, good tea! The aroma is fresh and thorough, refreshing, light but not sparse, light but not dispersed. It is really a good tea. What is this tea name?"

"What is this tea, this lady?"

"Husband, this is the new product from last year, called Changbai Xueding Tea."

"Snow Top C name, good name, it really has the fragrance of ice and snow."

Fang Zhiwen smiled, is the ice and snow really fragrant? These literati are so interesting.

"Mr. Qiao is also very interesting. I'm afraid he is not a person who is dedicated to farming. He is a bit like Pang Degong from Jingzhou who concentrates on studying and farming in his spare time?"

"Haha, I am a very focused person in my studies and farming in my spare time. Brother Fang's witty words! But I am just a fucking fan. I am worried about the output of acres of land every day and worry about the floating grain prices. How could I have the kind of mind of Mr. Pang De? Brother Fang praised him."

"Haha, Mr. Qiao, don't be polite. I am also a businessman. Being meticulous is the duty, and being a fucking dog is not a sin!"

Mr. Qiao laughed happily. Not to mention this person's knowledge and knowledge, his open-minded attitude is still popular. The two of them were talking about speculation. After a while, they talked about the anecdotes in the north and south. They slowly talked about the major events that happened in Moling recently.

"Brother Fang came from Moling and was making a living in Youzhou again. I want to ask me about it if I have some things to do. "

"It's impossible, Mr. Qiao, please tell me."

"I heard that the new leader of Moling, Lord Zhu Zhi, wanted to carry out the policy of Youzhou, but I wonder if this is the case?"

"But this happened!"

When Mr. Qiao sighed when he heard this, a look of worry appeared on his face. Fang Zhiwen smiled and asked, "Why are Mr. Qiao worried?"

"It's nothing, I'm making a living. I have no business ability. I just live by the land passed down by my ancestors. If the land is really taken back by the government, I'm afraid the whole family will starve to death."

"Oh? How many people do Mr. Qiao have?"

"There are only four men and women, and there are only a few servants."

"How many acres are there?"

"It's only thirty or fifty acres."

"Do you usually farm yourself or rent with others?"

"It's all about the servants and the servants who are farming. If you rent them with others, the rent will inevitably be criticized if it is high and the rent will be low. My family will drink the northwest wind!"

"According to Youzhou's regulations, one person can own twenty acres of arable land. Both men and women are the same. Mr. Qiao's family's arable land is not enough, but there is too little land around here, so the government may not be able to replenish the amount of land immediately. If it is in Youzhou, Mr. Qiao can get more land."

"Ah?!How could this happen?"

"Haha, the only thing Mr. Qiao needs to worry about is whether your servants in your family want to start their own business because of this."

"Uh, this is possible. Who doesn't want to live a better life? How did Youzhou policy be implemented? In this way, who will help people farm? I'm afraid even the servants can't find it. If the family has no labor, wouldn't they have to starve to death? Isn't this a mess?"

"How can it be messy? You can cultivate as much as you can. If you can't farm yourself, you can cooperate with your neighbors and villages. Originally, one person could only cultivate twenty acres. But ten laborers could cultivate four or five hundred acres."

"How is that possible?"

"Of course, the fields in Youzhou are all connected together in large pieces. The horse farming speed is very fast. There are canals next to the fields. Except for hiring people when harvesting, there is no problem at other times."

"What if there is no labor at all?"

"Then you can only try to do things that are as much as possible. People cannot always rely on others to support themselves. If they really don't have the ability to take care of themselves, go to the government for help!"

"The government still cares about this?"

"Share you, widows, widows, orphans, always have to be in charge of them."

"So that's true?"

"Of course, you can also go to Youzhou to see these in person. It's only a month to go back and forth."

Mr. Qiao looked at Fang Zhiwen with some doubts, thinking that his servant might start his own business. He suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart: "If there is no servant to help farm, wouldn't it be impossible to support his family?"

"Mr. Qiao is a bit self-deprecating. Reading and literacy is a kind of ability. Not to mention anything else, even if you help others write and calculate, or go to a school to be a teacher, it is okay to support the family. Besides, the husband's family is not weak, so Youzhou encourages women to do things. My wife can still go around the world, and she has hands and feet, and how can she starve to death with fields and land?"

Mr. Qiao blinked, shook his head and said distressedly: "Wouldn't it be better if everything remains unchanged? Why do you need to do this? Wouldn't it be a waste of money?"

"Haha, can Mr. Qiao know about the Yellow Turban?"

"Of course I know."

"Where did the Yellow Turban come from?"

"This is Jingzhou and Jiangbei, and there is no such policy!"

"Youzhou's policy is for peace for all ages. Liu Bei and Cao Cao may not have to survive two or three generations, and they will have to have a Yellow Turban Rebellion. We ordinary people also know that we should consider our descendants, earn land and land for them, and earn power and reputation. What's more, an official should consider the welfare of the people for all ages!"

Fang Zhiwen paused, looked at Mr. Qiao with a tangled face and said with a smile: "People say that hard work has their own food. Does it mean that Mr. Qiao thinks that getting something for nothing is the king?"

Mr. Qiao was stunned and then shook his head and smiled bitterly. People are born lazy and are afraid of change. So although everyone knows the truth, there are still a few people who are willing to give up laziness and have the courage to change.

"Master, Master!"

"Dad is over there! Daddy"

When Mr. Qiao saw this, the entanglement on his face suddenly disappeared. He stood up and waved: "Jinger, Wan'er, come here."

Fang Zhiwen and Taishi Zhaorong also stood up, and saw two girls with big and small buns running over happily, followed by a woman and a few men and women.

The two girls looked like two cheerful birds, but when they saw a stranger beside their father, their faces turned a little red and they hid shyly behind their father.

"Don't be rude. I have met Mr. Fang and his wife. This is the little girl. The older one is called Qiao Liang and the younger one is called Qiao Wan."

Fang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he had heard of this name somewhere. The two girls were eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one was eight or nine years old. They looked very lively and cute, and they were definitely two little beauties. Fang Zhiwen felt that these two children were probably comparable to Cai Yan, Zhen Mi and A Chou.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhiwen himself was also a little surprised. Could this be the legendary Qiao Xiao and Xiao?!
Chapter completed!