A true villain is better than a hypocrite!
This was probably one of the most hated things about Liu Bei in the future.
At the beginning, when he was hesitating whether or not to be Liu Bei's advisor, Lin Chuan was also worried.
It was actually quite tiring to meet a masked person every day.
However, after getting along with each other for the past few years, Lin Chuan felt that many things were actually just following the crowd.
Old Liu really didn't put on airs when dealing with his subordinates.
To be honest, even when it came to Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Jian Yong, and Sun Qian, the only difference was that they addressed each other as second brother and third brother.
Later on, Lin Chuan understood that Liu Bei, who was a mat weaver and shoe seller, was from the bottom. He should not be called hypocritical in these aspects.
Moreover, Old Liu had lost a lot of battles in his life.
He would have to wait until the Battle of Red Cliff to truly make a fortune.
A man who had been defeated for most of his life could still pursue his dream with his original heart for more than 20 years.
Putting everything else aside, in this aspect, in the entire Three Kingdoms, how many dukes could compare to him?
Other than saving his life, Old Liu was really good to him.
At least, Lin Chuan felt that his treatment was no different from closing down.
This also strengthened Lin Chuan's determination to assist him in achieving great things.
"If you want to achieve great things, you must first have food.”
Liu Bei nodded his head in agreement. At the same time, a hint of worry appeared on his face." But the fields near the city are all owned by the local aristocrats and aristocratic families of Xuzhou.”
"They want to take 30% of the tax. If we want to hoard enough grain in a short period of time, we can only take 30%. This way, the people can only get 40%.”
According to tradition, the aristocrats would take 30%, the government would take 20%, and the commoners would take 50%.
This model could only allow the people to barely survive and not starve to death.
If they squeezed another ten percent, not only would the people live a poor life, but if they were not handled well, it might also trigger a popular rebellion. This was also an important reason why so many people agreed with the Yellow Turban uprising.
Liu Bei was very clear.
Lin Chuan was naturally very clear.
"We take 30% and the commoners get 70%!”
Liu Bei looked at Lin Chuan in surprise.
This was obviously unrealistic.
The structure of a government, from the county magistrate to the county magistrate, which level was not controlled by the aristocratic families?
This act of seizing their land would only cause greater conflict and even force them to switch sides.
The influence of aristocratic families in this era was beyond the imagination of future generations.
Take the simplest example.
In the later period of Cao Wei, Zhong Hui beheaded Xu Yi for spying on the military. Cao Rui was also concerned about the influence of the Zhong family and scolded him for being too harsh.
Who was Xu Yi? That was Xu Chu's biological son.
Even Cao Rui, the emperor of a dynasty, was like this, let alone Liu Bei.
"Xuande, don't be nervous."
Lin Chuan smiled." I've asked Sun Qian about it. Most of the land occupied by the aristocratic families of Xu Prefecture is near the city. We are dedicated to developing the wasteland along the Huai River and Si River outside the city.”
Liu Bei was stunned.
Reclaim wasteland temporarily?
"Can we make it in time? We only have less than two years.”
"Others might not be able to make it in time, but we can.”
Lin Chuan took out a piece of silk and handed it to Liu Bei.
Looking at the pattern on the silk, Liu Bei turned it over and over again as if he did not understand.
"Cloudsky, is this a plow? It doesn't look like it.”
"It's a plow, but after I improved it, it's different from the plows used by the commoners.”
Lin Chuan suddenly stuck another pretentious card on his body.
"The current plowing requires three people and two oxen. In a day, it's only one mu of land.”
"However, the Quyuan Plow can reclaim three mu of wasteland a day. Most importantly, it only needs one person and one cow to operate.”
Liu Bei nodded silently.
After a while, he seemed to understand what Lin Chuan meant. His pupils suddenly constricted and he stared at Lin Chuan.
One person and one cow, three acres a day.
Three men and two oxen, one mu a day.
Good boy!
In comparison, this Quyuan Plow simply crushed the plows used by the common people.
The manpower saved could be used to expand the territory.
After doing some mental calculations, Liu Bei's face was filled with surprise.
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"Yunxiao, these words…Is it true?"
Liu Bei couldn't help but ask.
"A few days ago, I asked Sun Qian to find a craftsman to forge it. Xuande, you can rest assured. According to the schedule, the first batch of curved shaft plows will be delivered in two days.”
"When the time comes, you will be able to witness it with your own eyes.”
Hearing this, Liu Bei jumped up.
This Cao Cao had just run away, and the curved shaft plow immediately appeared.
Cloudsky's arrangements were seamless.
Looking at the plain land in front of him, if the Curved Plow really had such an effect…
It would not be long before this place became fertile land.
At that time, not only would he get 30% of the grain, but the people would also become rich.
This was killing two birds with one stone.
The most important weapon of the country! Looking at the pattern on the silk, four words appeared in Liu Bei's mind.
"Yunxiao, your move is amazing."
"We will benefit from both the commoners and ourselves. On the surface, we won't have a direct conflict with the aristocratic families, and at the same time, we can weaken the aristocratic families 'strength.”
"And our investment is probably the water irrigation project you mentioned. We will guide the Huai River and Si River to the surrounding wasteland to provide the people with natural conditions.”
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Liu Bei couldn't help but shout out three words.
Only then did he remember that the first important move that Lin Chuan had mentioned was interconnected.
Instantly, Liu Bei's confidence rose again.
It was only the third month of the year, and if they were to start farming immediately, they would be able to obtain their first harvest this autumn.
With food, they could expand the army.
Just this Quyuan Plow alone would be able to raise his strength by a large margin and earn enough popularity.
For a moment, she was actually choking up.
"Yunxiao, I really don't know how to thank you.”
Lin Chuan tilted his head and looked at Liu Bei.
Weaving mats and selling shoes were not bad, but the name of the crying emperor was well-deserved, and he loved to cry when he was moved.
"Xuande, don't be so happy. We still have a long way to go.”
"We can indeed recruit soldiers if we have food, but if we have soldiers, we need weapons and money, so we have to get money.”
"With a team, we still need someone to lead us, so the recruitment of talents is also urgently needed.”
"Also, there are no outsiders here, so let's not do this. You know, I don't like it.”
Liu Bei was speechless.
He didn't have any emotions.
He cursed in his heart, Cloudsky this fellow is like a person who doesn't have feelings.
However, in Liu Bei's heart, he still liked to be with Lin Chuan.
He would often hear about people with extraordinary knowledge, and from time to time, he would also hear about some shocking inventions.
The problem of food had been solved.
Liu Bei wanted to discuss further with Lin Chuan about recruiting talents and money, but he was interrupted by a voice.
" Big Brother, Advisor Jun, we're back! Haha!"
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