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Chapter 45 Cotton

Especially when he was still standing by the sea, Sima Ji himself was not discomfortable, and Yang Gan, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it anymore. He shook timidly with the sea breeze, and his teeth fought and said, "Your Highness does not seem to be afraid of the cold."

"It's okay, the gentle sea breeze is different from the land." Sima Ji did not react in any particular way. He went anywhere. He lived in the northernmost province of China in his previous life. In his eyes, the Goguryeo people were all southerners.

Sima Ji didn't know the exact value of the temperature. It wasn't too cold anyway. It was frozen at night and melted during the day. How cold can it be?

Knowing that Yang's family had few good days, Sima Ji developed a strange sympathy for Yang Gan, and took him everywhere he went these days. I have to say that the gentry is indeed extraordinary than ordinary people.

Take it up the mountain, take it to the canal, take it to the beach, and don’t forget to draw cakes for Yang Gan. In the future, Yan Guofan’s army will give it to you, if Yang Gan will not be implicated by Queen Jia in the future.

However, Sima Ji remembered that the weather in Youzhou was indeed not stable. This should not be. In his later impressions, the climate around Beijing should be considered very stable, except for a little haze.

Yang Gan repeatedly suggested that he should go back, but Sima Ji was unmoved at all, and looked at the progress of the salt drying field. Yang Gan had no choice but to chat in a mess, "Your Highness, Yang Gan has something to say."

After Sima Ji made a call, Yang Gandao said, "I don't know if this salt farm can produce salt according to His Highness's vision, but one thing is that I'm a specialty in Salt and Iron in Dajin, and His Highness is building a salt farm with great fanfare, I'm afraid?"

The unjust intention is already obvious. Everyone knows that Sima Ji's intention is that salt represents wealth. Sima Ji is like setting a target for others to beat him. Yang Gan thinks he should remind him. The royal family and vassal kings are already noticeable enough. Once they intervene in the court's franchise project, the example of Liu Bi, the former King of Wu of the Han Dynasty, is not far away.

"If it is really successful, people from Luoyang will hand over it." Sima Jiman said indifferently, "After all, it is a matter that benefits the people, and the court does the same. When there is a stable output, let the governor inform the court."

"Your Highness is so noble!" Yang Gan held back for a long time and could only say this.

Sima Ji glanced at the other party and felt uncomfortable, right? Why am I worried? What can the court take it away? Can I move the salt farm away? Since I can't move it away, aren't I going to let the people of the ban country work?

It can make Youzhou richer and increase the employment rate. Even if it is the worst result, Luoyang feels that it cannot be taken away by Yan State. If a group of people migrate to work, Sima Ji still makes a profit. Since he knows that there are 16,000 households in Rinan County, His Royal Highness of Yan has gone crazy and dreams of robbing people.

The same is true when the iron ore was found in Beiping County. If you have the affinity, you will move the Tangshan iron ore away. If you can't move it, you will still be the biggest beneficiary.

Yang Gan could think of some money at best, Sima Ji thought of more, and sorry that money was of no value during the Jin Dynasty. During the melee of the Three Kingdoms, warlords from all over the country made a lot of inferior money, which led to the people now having no feelings for copper coins. They prefer to barter with things. According to history, this situation will last for three hundred years.

China is a country that is relatively short of copper, so it is actually very complicated in terms of currency. Sima Ji has no good idea in a short period of time.

Finally, before Yang Gan's body heat was quickly lost, Sima Ji also felt a little chill and completed this salt field trip. In fact, Sima Ji had a way to make Yang Gan warmer, but it was fine if he saw the bun on the other person's head. The dog-skin hat was not suitable for the other person's hairstyle.

Yang Gan said that the weather in Youzhou was abnormal, Sima Ji didn't take it seriously. Such a big country, either floods or droughts here, wind or raining. This is normal in itself. This is China, not Malta. He knew that the climate of the Jin Dynasty was in an unstable period in history, but so what? The destruction of the dynasty was a strange weather. Isn't this shameless?

There will be a severe drought in Guanzhong every three or five years. Every time there is a severe drought due to water grabbing, it will cause village fights, or even clan fights, and several lives will die every time. This is the norm in this era.

With God's skills, he would think more about where to get some population out. In his spare time, Sima Ji was talking to Yang Gan on paper, guessing how Yang Wei, the general who had already set out, would fight this battle.

"As Your Highness said, if you split a navy army and head south along the coast, you may have to rely on the southern people. We northern people are not accustomed to water wars, which is also the reason why the general wins over the southern gentry." Yang Gan pointed at the Jiaozhou map and said, "Rinan County is more complicated here, and most of the local people are natives, so they often rebel."

"In fact, it's better to migrate the local natives, otherwise it will always be half the result with twice the effort." When Sima Ji heard that most of the local people were natives, he immediately knew that this battle was actually not easy. "I heard that the local jungle was dense, but it was not easy to wipe it out. If the court digs a Grand Canal connecting the north and south, this group of natives would be somewhat useful and could be used as labor."

"Your Highness means to plunder his population and use it to dig a canal? Then let them go?" Yang Gan asked carefully. This was a solution. Isn't Yan State digging a canal now?

Sima Ji took his eyes off the map and said coldly, "I didn't say they could live until the day the canal was connected."

Plundering the population is indeed a way. Sun Quan used this method to eliminate Shanyue in the Wu Kingdom. To cause trouble, people need to support them. Even people are gone. What kind of trouble can they do?

"Your Highness, a Hu man asked for a visit. He said that his name was Tiraga." The maid Mu Xin walked in step by step and lowered her head, "He said that he brought the flowers His Highness wanted, which were the seeds of the white flower."

Cotton? Sima Ji suddenly became energetic and stood up and said, "It was that Hu Shang who asked him to come in."

"I'm leaving!" Yang Gan was not interested in Sima Ji and the Hu people, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"Since the lieutenant has something to do, please come back!" Otherwise, Sima Ji was really not humane at all, and he had no intention of keeping him.

He thought Tiraga was burping on the Silk Road. It seemed that the other party had used his vitality like a third brother Xiaoqiang. With the blessing of the Ganges River, he did not become a pile of bones on the Silk Road and successfully returned.

In fact, this can be regarded as the first order for two people to trade. I wonder what Tiraga can bring back?

"Your Highness, Tiraga went back this time and found the flowers you need. This is very common in our country!" Tiraga said in the curry-flavored accent.
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