Xinpi went up the river, first to Anlu, then to Suizhou, and landed in Tangxiang Qizhou. He originally thought he wanted to walk to Xinye, but he didn't expect that there were a large number of coachmen on the dock to take on business, all of which were ox carts, and most of them were four-wheelers I had never seen before. They carried people and carts, or carried both people and goods, and the price was not high. It only cost 500 yuan to hire a ox cart to Huyang. If you are willing to share a car with others, you can be a hundred more cheaper.

Xinpi didn't want to attract more attention and paid 500 yuan with ease. The old man who drove the car was very happy and talked very much, and almost everything he knew. Xinpi was right in his heart and slowly brought the topic to the economy and people's livelihood. Along the way, he saw many such ox carts. Most of the coachmen were old and weak, and some women, but they all looked very happy, spoke loudly, and had a rare spirit.

"Old man, how long have you been doing this business?"

The old man grabbed his messy beard and thought for a while. "It's not long, it's still three days and three months."

Xinpi calculated. "So, did it start at the end of last year?"

"Is the Langjun a scholar? He has accent, like from Yingchuan?"

Xinpi felt nervous. "The old man is very knowledgeable, can he hear this?"

"Hehe, old man, I am a Xinyeren. Our Zhaoxianting is from Yingchuan. I heard that he is a famous scholar. The old man, I have spoken twice to him, and he has a similar accent. Yingchuan is a good place, famous scholars and good officials. There were four chiefs of Yingchuan before, which were quite famous. But our Nanyang is not bad, and there are many good officials. Some time ago, someone said he would like to praise the chief of the head of the head, and our Xinye Township Party discussed that we must report the Zhaoxianting."

Xin Pi knew that Zhao Yan was appointed as the county magistrate in Xinye, so he came for Zhao Yan. Xinye is a famous county in Nanyang, with many household registrations and many large families. He also relied on Jinhuyang. He was said to be a county magistrate, but in fact his importance was not less than that of a prefect. He and Zhao Yan were both famous scholars of the younger generation of Yingchuan, and they were inevitably competitive with each other. Seeing that Zhao Yan was valued by Sun Ce, he naturally had to take a look.

When Xinpi heard the old man praise Zhao Yan, he became more interested. The old man opened up and talked endlessly.

"If we talk about our Zhaoxianting, we are talented. Lang Jun must have heard of that war last year. It was the time when General Sun wiped out 20,000 Xiliang beasts. Our Zhaoxianting was the first contribution. Just after the battle was over, he became the county magistrate of our Xinye..."

In fact, Zhao Yan didn't do much. Sun Ce had been stationed in Xinye for a while. The Xinye family was afraid or tired of it, so they fled. They came to their house and ran away. The Deng family did not run away because of Deng Zhan's relationship, but they were convinced and gave half of the land and exchanged for a paper shop quota.

Part of the land given away by the aristocratic families was distributed to land-lost farmers, and part of it was handed over to the Yellow Turbans who came from Runan. It was the time for spring plowing, and busy farmers could be seen everywhere in the fields. The spring plowing time was tight and there was no free manpower, but Zhao Yan had expected this in advance. He made a special trip to Wancheng and asked the craftsmen of the Wood School to develop a new plow, which changed the plow originally pulled from two cows into one cow pulling, and it could also turn over the soil. It was twice the efficiency of the old plow, which saved a lot of manpower at once. It was enough for young and strong people to go to the ground.

The old and weak were idle, and Zhao Yan did not let them stay at home. He used official money to buy 300 scalpers and 300 four-wheeled trucks and handed them over to the loyal and reliable people for transportation. In addition to the expenses of the coachman and the cattle, the remaining income belongs to the government and 60% to the coachman. A coachman who has less money can earn four or five hundred yuan a month, and more than a thousand yuan. Although the money is not much, they are not a strong labor force, and the money is purely extra money. Over the year, it is definitely not a problem for the family to add a few new clothes and cut a few kilograms of meat. Maybe they can buy a few pieces of furniture.

The old man was talking, his face full of wrinkles was full of smiles, and his mouth was not closed without his front teeth. Xin Pi was calculating while listening, and he became more and more frightened. Zhao Yan's hands and feet were really big. He calculated roughly. There were many scalpers in Nanyang, and the price was not high, about three to four thousand, but this car was new. The four wheels were not only stable, but also had to carry a load. If it was less, it would cost three to four thousand. In this way, it would take more than a year to recover the cost. If the losses of the car and cow were included, it might take three years to recover the cost.

Is he planning to fill his term in Shinno?

Xin Pi was very puzzled. He originally wanted to pass by Xinye quietly, but he didn't want to meet Zhao Yan. After hearing the news, he wanted to meet Zhao Yan a little. He wanted to know why Zhao Yan was willing to stay in Nanyang. Could it be that Sun Ce remembered him as a first achievement?

After entering Xinye Realm, Xinpi saw more things. First of all, he noticed the new plow that the old man mentioned. Plows that were turning over soil can be seen everywhere in the fields, and it was indeed a ox and a plow. The ox is a strong cow, and the plow is a new plow. The whip is shook with a crisp sound. Many women are on the roadside, plant taro in the ditches, and some people plant mulberry on the high ground. They are busy, with wind under their feet, sweat is everywhere, but they don’t care about wiping.

But there are few children, and the scene of half-aged children helping or playing in the fields is very rare.

"Old man, why can't you see the child?"

"The dolls can't go to the fields to play, they all go to study."

"Everyone goes to study?" Xinpi was startled.

"Oh, it's not actually considered studying." The old man probably realized that he was a little exaggerated and quickly explained: "The county court invited some literate gentlemen to take care of the dolls, and taught them a few words, and could write their own names and write some simple accounts. You can't be blind. By the way, our Zhao County Court said that this is called literacy. If you find that there are smart dolls, you will have to send them to the county school and the county school in the future."

The old man said it very easily, but Xinpi felt palpitations. What is Zhao Yan doing? He wants to teach all children to read? Even if he can write names and record simple accounts, this is an unimaginable moral policy. Even if a teacher can take care of forty or fifty children, how many such men are needed in a county? This alone can arrange the livelihoods of hundreds of scholars.

The question is where the money comes from? These scholars also need to make a living.

Xinpi was full of questions and wanted to see Zhao Yan. After finally reaching Xinye County, he entered the city. Xinpi asked the old man to pull him directly to the county temple. After getting off the car and paying the fare, he came to the gate of the county temple. Just as he was about to report his name, Zhao Yan walked out of it.

"George, it's you." Zhao Yan walked vigorously, pulled Xinpi out. "Let's go, say as he walked."

Xin Pi was dragged by Zhao Yan and his appearance was ruined. He shook Zhao Yan's hand and cursed with a smile: "Zhao Boran, have you been following Sun Bofu for too long and have a bad habit. Why are you doing so urgently when you walk? Are you going to see the emperor?"
Chapter completed!