Wang Daqiang carried a big ax on his back and walked panting on the rugged mountain road.

"The weather in Guangxi is really poisonous!" He sighed.

Even though he was walking on a shady mountain path, the hot weather still made him soaked to the skin.

He lowered his head and looked at Uncle Gao Guo, who was riding a horse leisurely on the mountain road at his feet, as if he was on an outing, and sighed slightly.

Uncle Gao Guo is someone who knows how to enjoy things.

Even in a remote place like Guangxi, you can still enjoy living conditions similar to those in Bianjing.

It just hurt him!

We still have to clear the way for others and be vigilant in the dense forests of Guangxi.

Looking back now, Wang Daqiang wished he could chop off his hand with an ax behind his back.

"Why didn't I control this hand?!" Wang Daqiang couldn't help but cursed himself as he recalled the days when he and his co-workers drank heavily, ate meat, and gambled heavily at the construction site in Hebei last year.

"If I hadn't owed so much money to the officials, I wouldn't have ended up in Guangxi."

"I'm afraid I've already made a fortune in Denglai by now!"

"Maybe even the head of Neng County will be able to marry him."

As a Bianjing native, Wang Daqiang remembers it very clearly.

When he was a child, a county head would need a thousand guan in betrothal gifts to marry him.

But over the years, as the number of county owners increased, the betrothal gifts also plummeted.

If some girls from poor clan families are a little older, such as eighteen or twenty, and have not yet left the court, they can get married with a betrothal gift of 600 or 700 guan.

Therefore, it is actually not difficult to marry a county head.

As long as you can find a piece of gold worth about twenty taels, that's enough.

Wang Daqiang felt that if he were in Denglai now, he would be lucky enough to get fifty taels of gold, let alone twenty taels.

So, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he secretly swore in his heart: "I will never gamble again!"

"If you bet again, I will chop off my own claws!"

Just as he was talking, a strong man who was leading the way suddenly turned around and shouted to Wang Daqiang: "Daxe, when we arrive at Yongping Village tonight, let's set up a game, drink wine, eat meat, and find some more

Just a fight between local dogs?"

"Dog fighting?" Wang Daqiang licked his tongue and immediately threw the vow he had just made into the mountains and fields of the dense forest.

It's not that he likes gambling, but there is really no entertainment in Guangxi.

The only way to relieve boredom is to fight cocks and dogs.

Fortunately, he is still relatively rich now.

Uncle Gao Guo heard that there were young men sent by officials to go south in Guihua Prefecture, so he sent people to recruit them.

And Wang Daqiang has a good figure and physique.

The most important thing is that he has a lot of martial arts skills.

After all, he has been a soldier for generations and grew up in a military camp. He is an expert at playing with axes and swords, and he also knows how to cooperate.

When the person who came to recruit saw Wang Daqiang's performance in training, and then looked at his physique and figure, he immediately burst into laughter, and then asked about his place of origin - from Bianjing?!

Has your family been a member of the Tianwu Army for generations?

There was nothing else to say, so I immediately decided to hire him and signed the contract.

I will be given five guan of money a month, and there will also be festival rewards and cloth for the four seasons.

In this way, Wang Daqiang unconsciously became Gao Guojiu - now called Gao Zouma's follower.

Of course, it's only temporary.

When the Song Dynasty wiped out the Jiaozhi group of ugly people, it was time for him to go to Guangyuan Prefecture to pan for gold.

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Gao Zunhui had no idea, and he didn't bother to think about the thoughts of his vigilant followers who were clearing the way for him on the mountain above his head.

His heart is now filled with joy.

The sugarcane seedlings he planted in the barren mountains of Thuan An Prefecture are now alive and growing well!

Almost the same every day.

The experienced sugarcane farmers he hired from Mingzhou were shocked.

Many people say that with this growth rate, the sugarcane in the barren mountains of Shun'an Prefecture may be able to harvest its first crop this year.

In Mingzhou, Suzhou, and Changzhou, it usually takes more than a year to harvest sugarcane.

Moreover, the sugarcane here grows better, it will definitely grow taller and bigger, and it will definitely produce more sucrose.

This made Gao Zunhui feel happy.

That is, just over a thousand acres of sugar cane have been planted this year.

Make him feel uncomfortable!

Because he did the math, assuming that one pound of white sugar can be sold for 500 yuan in Bianjing City, and one acre of sugar cane can harvest one thousand pounds of sugar cane. According to the amount of sugar produced in Mingzhou, one thousand pounds of sugar cane can produce at least eighty or ninety pounds.

of brown sugar.

He used the method given to him by a small official to turn brown sugar into granulated sugar. There might be some loss, but no matter what, he could still get forty or fifty kilograms of granulated sugar.

According to the calculation of forty pounds per acre, one acre of land is worth 20,000 yuan, which is worth nearly 30 guan.

After deducting all costs, expenses, and freight, he can earn twenty guans per mu by doing this.

One thousand acres equals twenty thousand guan.

The redemption price of Li Shishi, the top name in Bianjing City, is generally between 2,000 and 4,000 guan.

For such a thousand acres of sugarcane land, there are as many as ten Li Shishis and as few as five every year.

After settling this account clearly, one can imagine Gao Zunhui's inner excitement.

Therefore, after he learned that Zhang Dun and Di Yong had arrived in nearby Xiping Prefecture, he immediately dropped the affairs of Shun'an Prefecture, took his entourage, and set off in a hurry under the escort of Dong and Ding sent by Nong Shengde to protect him.

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He simply couldn't wait.

He needs more people!

The more the merrier!

At the same time, more land is needed, land that can grow sugar cane.

Just like that, he burst out with amazing speed.

From Shun'an Prefecture, it took one day to reach Guihua Prefecture, and then from Guihua Prefecture, it only took a little more than one day, and now we are almost at Yongping Village.

Riding horses for several days in a row had rubbed the skin on both sides of his thighs red and started to hurt.

If it had been the other way around, he would have quit a long time ago.

But now, he was enjoying it and just slowed down a little.

"You can enter Yongping Village before tonight."

"Who is the Zhizhai of Yongping Village now?" Gao Zunhui asked an aide he recruited from Bianjing.

This man's name was Wang Yan, and he was recommended to him by his cousin Gao Zunyu when he was dying.

His elder brother, Wang Yu, was a clerk under Gao Zunyu and joined the army. He assisted Gao Zunyu in handling many matters.

Because of the defeat of Lingzhou, he was deprived of his official title and demoted to a commoner.

But this family is tightly bound to the Gao family.

Wang Yan has been Gao Zunhui's most effective assistant since he followed him south, and he came up with many of his ideas.

For example, make friends with Nong Shengde from Shun'an Prefecture, and make friends with Nong Zhihui from Guihua Prefecture.

It is also like going down from the south to Qingzhuangli and selecting those who are reliable, tall, and brave enough to fight as your followers.

In the future, some village leaders will be selected from these people and let them manage the future sugar cane fields, sugar pressing workshops, etc. for the Gao family.

Naturally, Wang Fan also had to keep abreast of the public reports from all parties on Guangnan West Road.

So he reined in his horse, took out a pamphlet from his body, read the words on it, and replied: "Replying to Zuma, now Yongping Village has been conscripted by Yan Guan as a hospital for wounded soldiers."

"Yan Guan Gou? Is Yan in good time?" Gao Zunhui's face became serious.

None of the ministers who went south this time were simple.

Let alone Gao Zunhui, Di Yong and Yan Chen are both people close to the official family.

Zhang Dun seems to have relatively less close relations with the official family.

But since the officials selected his general, it at least shows that in the hearts of the officials, Zhang Dun and Zhang Zihou are one of the most trustworthy ministers among the governors of the capital.
To be continued...