Pingyang City.

Today, Pingyang City seems to have become a torch held high above the north of Linfen Plain. Whether it is the red Pingyang City Wall or the torches and lanterns that are lit at night, it attracts countless merchants, refugees, poor families, and even children of gentry, gather here like moths flying into the fire.

As the old Pingyang channels in the surrounding area are cleared one by one, the farming potential in this area has been quickly discovered and developed. Although the output on each field still requires taxes and tenant rents, on the one hand, it provides stable horses or retired war horses to accumulate energy for deep cultivation, and on the other hand, with the continuous improvement of farming technology by juzhi during these times, the yield per mu is much higher than that of other places.

Agriculture in the Han Dynasty was extremely backward, and the degree of backwardness was far beyond Fei Qian's imagination.

The yield per mu of the Han Dynasty is generally around three stones per mu, and the fertile land can reach four to six stones. Of course, there are also inferior land, and those yield per mu cannot even reach one stone.

Han mu is much smaller than later generations. The acres in later generations were 666 square meters, while Han mu is only about 465 square meters, and the area is less than 70% of the acres in later generations.

It seems to be good. Some brick-drugs who were not very familiar with later generations even said that the yield per mu in the Han Dynasty could be two or three hundred kilograms. Although I clearly saw many ancient documents that grain was recorded as units of hukou, or dump, or ascending, I still subconsciously converted it with the weight units of later generations, so I felt that the yield per mu in the Han Dynasty was almost the same as the end of the Republic of China.

So where has the evolution of farming gone for one or two thousand years?

But what about it?

Han stone has two uses. One is used in weight, divided into Zhu, 2, jin, jin, and stone. Twenty-four zhu is 2, sixteen liang is jin, thirty jin is jin, and four jin is jin. Han jin is probably less than half of the market jin in later generations, and it looks like more than 240 grams.

The other one is used in capacity, such as horn, junction, rush, hu, and one hu is equivalent to one stone. One hu is equal to two hu, and the rest are in decimal form.

When used in food, capacity units are mostly used for calculation.

This habit has been maintained until later generations. Even during the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, the capacity was still used to count, saying that three or five dou more in the year of harvest, rather than three or five kilograms more in the year of harvest...

Therefore, in fact, the productivity of the Han Dynasty was actually quite low.

If a mu of Han land must be converted into weight units of later generations to calculate, it will generally only produce about 120 kilograms per mu. For example, the area near Pingyang was already a beautiful land as early as the Western Han Dynasty. It is also recorded in the records of the Grand Historian: "Travel through the canals and lead Fen, irrigate the Pi family, Fenyin, and irrigate the river in Fenyin, and under Puban, you can get 5,000 hectares. Therefore, you need to abandon the land after the river, and the people will be in the grass. Now, you can get more than 2 million stones of grain." In addition, Zao Zhi has been working hard on farming and sericulture. Now, the farmland near Pingyang can basically receive about 180 kilograms per mu of later generations.

Because of this, although for later generations, the yield of dozens of kilograms is nothing, for farmers in the Han Dynasty, it means that they can add more than ten kilograms, or even just a few kilograms of grain surplus, and can eat one or two more months with wild vegetable bran bran...

Therefore, Zao Zhi's identity in Pingyang, especially in the minds of surrounding farmers, is even louder and more noble than Feiqian.

However, this is naturally what Zaozhi deserves, especially when farmers came outside the Pingyang Prefecture with woven straw baskets, some fruits or some millet, etc., just to give these things to Zaozhi and express their gratitude to Zaozhi, which is enough to prove Zaozhi's reputation in peace.

In Pingyang, not only the development of agriculture has been developed, but also the development of commercial trade has been promoted.

With more and more trade transactions, the markets used for transactions that were originally located in the city were overwhelmed, so they moved directly to the east and west of the city, and built a huge east and west markets outside the two city gates.

Pingyang East City is also close to the original municipal, restaurant and other areas in the city. Therefore, in Pingyang East City, the items that are generally operated in Han areas, such as a wide variety of cloth, lacquerware, pottery, etc. There are also some luxury goods for sale. Even if you want the best green salt in Qingzhou, the best tea bricks in Wujun in Yangzhou, and the brocade that is as expensive as gold in Sichuan, you can see them...

In the Ximen City Square in Pingyang, most of them are Hu people, so naturally they are mainly Hu. In addition to cattle, sheep, fur, etc., there are also some daily necessities such as clothes, candles, cakes, medicines, etc., which are also the most common market for purchasing and replacing items.

With the continuous development of trade, the increasingly large trade system could not be met in a few hours during the day. As a result, in the two-shift trading model in Pingyang East and West Markets, the first time to trade in two shifts was a scattered transaction during the day, and it was also the time to negotiate bulk goods in caravans and bargain to reach an agreement. At night, it was the time to count and deliver loading and unloading goods. Because it was outside the city, it did not disturb the people much, but promoted the development of some lighting equipment.

It is precisely because of business reasons that Pingyang City always wakes up very early. It seems that the noise of last night had not yet dissipated and was still lingering in my ears. A new day has come and a new busyness has begun.

Normally, the Han Dynasty people's meal time was from 7:00 to 9:00 in the morning, but due to the development of commercial trade in Pingyang County, a caravan was ready to set off as early as the hour of Mao, so even the first wisp of cooking smoke came earlier in Pingyang than in other local cities.

Spring has passed quietly, and summer comes one after another. On the streets of Pingyang, it seems to be entering a warming summer, with a thriving appearance.

As the first ray of sunshine shone down in the morning, the crowds on the street gradually increased. At the main neighborhood intersection, there were crowds of people and colorful sleeves. The shops along the street opened the curtains, and stood waiters or friends outside to greet them diligently, soliciting business; the farmers and woodcutters outside the city were carrying their own things, but they didn't know how to greet them, but just squatted on the side of the road, waiting for the customers to come with a silly smile; the fat or thin businessmen all had the same expression, smiling and bowing to each other, polite, cautious and keen to test each other's words...

For the gentry, things are even more. Seeing that the temperature is getting higher and higher, the winter clothes should be put away. The silk silk clothes that were originally collected should be taken out to blow the wind and incense. Last winter, some of the ice cubes in the cellar should be dug out, saving time to wait for temporary use; the sun gradually extends, so various summer banquet invitations for the afternoon of summer are gradually arranged. At the same time, we must also consider the distance between each other and choose to abandon or make some friends according to the changes in the court and the country...

Among the several restaurants in the city, it was even more lively. The first floor was basically a little more abundant. The residents in the city wearing ginger clothes sat around the long table, drank a bowl of thin wine, and ate two pieces of pickled ginger vegetables. They were just talking nonsense for fun, and they were also comfortable.

The court struggles, the swords, guns, and swords, seemed to be far away from them. What they thought was a bowl of wine in front of them and a few Jiaozi in their belts. Most of these residents in the city were the first to migrate to Pingyang, and some of them were even the people who were wrapped in Bai Bo back then. For these people, the life in front of them was as beautiful and dreamy as heaven.

However, on the second floor of the restaurant, it is much cleaner. Merchants of all sizes are scattered. If someone wants to sell goods, they will carry some small samples and put them on the table. Interested merchants will naturally come over. The two of them whispered and whispered, or failed, with a look of kindness on their faces. There are very few scenes of people jumping and getting angry.

But on the third floor of the restaurant, what they talked about was completely different. When the temperature gradually rose in summer, something finally spread. Fei Qian, the general who protected the Hungarian Army in Pingyang, was once again awarded the imperial grace. Now he is the general who conquered the West and has a fief of Pingyang!

Although he is just a marquis, he is a real hero of Pingyang!

The earliest Marquis of Pingyang was Cao Shen, the marquis who inherited Xiao He's position as the prime minister. He was also one of the famous Marquis of the early Han Dynasty.

The marquis of the Han Dynasty were generally divided into four categories: meritorious ministers, princes, noble relatives, and royal family marquis. Among them, princes and royal family marquis were divided into feudals with the same surname, which is the bloodline of the Liu family. However, royal family marquis usually made mistakes because of some reason, and were demoted from the king to the marquis, so they were in the lowest-level marquis series.

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This kind of honor is not only reflected in the people who were granted the title of title, but can even extend their descendants. Just like Cao Shen, the title of Pingyang Hou has even been extinct. He still has to find a person of adjacent bloodline to inherit it. Then he will be extinct again before he will be finally finished. This shows the special features of the heroic Hou.

Therefore, when Fei Qian was granted the title of Conquering the West and the news of Pingyang Tinghou gradually spread, the children of the gentry from Hedong, Xihe, Shangdang, Taiyuan, and even Guanzhong, and the countryside masters could not sit still, and gathered together to discuss with each other. Now Fei Qian's army has returned from Guanzhong and is about to arrive in Pingyang. So, as the children of the gentry who are relatively close to the court, how should they face the newly appointed and the hotly released Pingyang Tinghou has become a very realistic problem before them.

This problem is also very troubled for Wang Chen...

Since the death of the main pillar of the Taiyuan Wang Yun, he has fallen. Under the worries and grief of the old master Wang who controls the entire Wang family in Taiyuan, he can't stand the invasion of aging and bedridden.

Wang Yun's two sons, the eldest son, were buried together in Chang'an. The second son Wang Jing was not in good health, but suddenly he was unable to afford to suffer a major change...

The Wang family in Taiyuan, a large family that has been operating in Bingbei for more than a hundred years, certainly will not be without heirs. However, this heir is Wang Hei, who is now studying in the Academy, and Wang Yun's eldest grandson. Wang Hei is currently young, so he asked Wang Yun's nephew Wang Chen to accompany him. However, the beams and pillars of the Wang family's direct line fell down again and again, which gave Wang Chen an excellent opportunity.

Now is the time to prove yourself.

Wang Chen looked at the thumb-sized earthenware bottle on the table, his eyes drifting a little. Even if someone discovered what he had done before, he could turn back, but he could never look back when he took this step in front of him!

Wang Chen silently stretched out his hand and pinched the thumb-sized pottery bottle in his palm. He also knew that what he was about to do might not be so glorious, but since he had the chance, he could not give up easily!

Just as Wang Chen made up his mind, suddenly there were bursts of noise outside the courtyard, and only someone seemed to be shouting loudly: "I'm back! I'm back!"

Wang Chen was so scared that he shivered, and his hands loosened. The clay bottle in his palm fell onto the table and rolled to the edge. Wang Chen quickly pounced on it before he grabbed the clay bottle and almost landed on the ground.

"What's back?" An excited voice came from the backyard. Wang Heideng ran out and shouted with joy, "Is the General of the Western Expedition back?"

The servants outside happened to report that Fei Qian, the general of the expedition, was about to arrive. Even the soldiers in the schoolyard in the north of the city were already lined up, and teams were dispatched to maintain order in the city and outside the city...

"Uncle!" Wang Hei is now very young and admires the heroes like Fei Qian who fight on the battlefield most. When he heard that Fei Qian had returned, he immediately turned to look at Wang Chen, and his expression was beyond words.

Wang Chen pretended to be nothing, hid the little Tao Ping in his arms, pulled out a little smile, and said, "Okay... OK, look, look..."

Wang Hei immediately cheered and ran out with big steps. Several servants and guards of the Wang family hurriedly followed behind him.

By the time Wang Hei arrived at the city gate, it was already crowded. However, the children of the gentry still had some privileges. They circled an area outside the city gate, and the guards led by the children of the gentry were encircled. Several students from the academy recognized Wang Hei, and hurriedly waved and gave up a place in the circle so that Wang Hei would not have to squeeze in with the mud legs.

Before Wang Hei could thank him, he heard another noise around him!

I saw layers of smoke and dust rising from the distance, and I saw Fei Qian's troops reaching!

Everyone suddenly became quiet in a blink of an eye, waiting in awe, waiting...

When a three-color flag rose in the smoke and dust rising in the distance, when Fei Qian appeared under the three-color flag, outside Pingyang City, on both sides of the road, the people who came to wait for the welcome finally burst into loud cheers. The sound was like layers of waves, surging, rushing through Pingyang, rushing through Bingbei, spreading in all directions along the vast sky and earth, as if it would continue like this until the end of the world!
Chapter completed!