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"Since there's no fire, let's move around. We can't continue to freeze." After Yang Lin finished speaking, he took the lead to walk on the ground. Seeing the girls moving about on the ground, Yang Lin couldn't help but think that if there was music, it would be very satisfying to let everyone dance and dance.

While everyone was chatting in the tent, an hour had unknowingly passed. But the fire still did not ignite, Yang Lin could not help but be angry. He shouted loudly towards the outside of the tent, "What's going on? It's been half a day, why haven't you lit the fire yet?"

Yang Lin's loud shout scared the maid outside and she quickly kneeled on the ground, crying out: "Lord General, the fire seed has been extinguished, why haven't we lit it yet, we've already sent people to other places to get it."

Hearing the maid's words, Yang Lin had no choice, he knew that this era was entirely dependent on the fire element, if the fire element was extinguished, then it would be very troublesome. Fortunately, this was the army, because there were a lot of people holding the fire, otherwise, igniting a fire would not be an easy task.

Although the fire seed could be preserved, it was still inconvenient. In a cloudy, rainy day, the fire either wet out, or because there is no dry firewood to connect and put out the fire. If the seed of fire was extinguished, people would worry and borrow it from the people in the vicinity, because there were not many people around at that time, so it was easier said than done. He didn't know how long he would have to wait to find the wildfire again.

After entering the Iron Age, there appeared a method called "flint", which was developed based on the above friction method. This method of taking fire has been circulating in China for generations, and it was not until the match came out that it gradually disappeared.

At this point, a thought occurred to him that if he were to invent matches, it would be a good way to make money. It was easy to produce a match, but the skill content was still quite high. According to the current technology, it would take at least a few hundred years for a prototype match to appear, and a real match would have to wait for more than a thousand years.

He immediately took out a brush and a piece of paper, and began to recall the raw materials and craftsmanship needed to make the matches. He was familiar with industrial production. With the current conditions, it would not be difficult to produce matches, but with the large number of fresh slave as workers, they could still be exposed.

"What are you writing? What is this nonsense? " The few girls gathered around, looking at Yang Lin's runic symbol, it was as if they were falling from the clouds. Qin Yi and Qin Yao were especially curious and could not help but ask softly.

"Hehe, don't underestimate this kind of thing. This is a treasure that we made a fortune on." Yang Lin pointed to the silk silk on the table and laughed proudly. He believed it. If the whole country used his matches, he could feed half a million cavalrymen without a problem.

When Yang Lin finished writing, a fire was lit and the tent was slowly heated up.

Early in the morning, Yang Lin called Yang Hu and Yang Bao over and explained to them: "Yang Hu, you will be responsible for finding a remote mountain area with a circumference of a hundred kilometers and move all the people in the mountain area, making them Wasteland soldier s. After that, no one is allowed to enter or leave the mountains. I want to build a secret base. Yang Bao, you take charge of finding the things that I wrote on the paper, the sooner the better. It's strictly confidential, understand? "

"Understood, Lord General." Yang Bao and Yang Hu had always only asked, never asking anything.

"No matter how cold the winter in Guangyang is, I'll run a firewood factory and a gunpowder factory to see if you're cold or I'm hot." Thinking about it, Yang Lin could not help but smile.

In the past, he was worried that he would not be able to protect himself and that the things he produced would instead harm himself, so Yang Lin had never produced these advanced things. Now that he had a foundation of his own and had a powerful army in hand, he should gradually push out some useful things.

After breakfast, Yang Lin was in his tent trying to recall what things he could gradually produce, when a personal guard suddenly came in to report: "Lord General, Guang Yang Tai Shou Jiang Li is at the entrance of the camp seeking an audience."

"Oh …" Didn't this Guangyang taiwai just see you yesterday? Sigh … After that, there will be a lot of trouble. " Yesterday, when the army had entered Guangyang City, the Guangyang taiwai led the Guangyang officials out of the city to receive them. They had only just met, Yang Lin bitterly laughed and said, "Call him in."

"Guang Yang Tai Shou Jiang Li greets Lord General." With that, he bowed.

This Jiang Li, was transferred here from the Luoyang after the original taiwai Liu Wei was killed by the xanthopanax. Since they had met yesterday, Yang Lin did not stand on ceremony with him. He waved his hand to allow him to stand up: "Get up, Master Jiang Li."

"Thank you Lord General." Jiang Li crawled up, stood respectfully by the side, and cupped his fists towards Yang Lin: "Lord General, yesterday there were too many people talking, and there were some things that were inconvenient to say to the public, so I came here specifically to see Lord General."

Oh, please speak, Master Jiang Li. Yang Lin laughed and asked the janissaries to move a seat for him.

"Thank you Lord General." Jiang Li sat down and said slowly: "Lord General, do you know how much wheat is worth one catty in Guangyang City?"

"I don't know." Yang Lin really did not care about this matter and could not help but look at Jiang Li in curiosity.

"Six dollars a catty of wheat!" Jiang Li's expression was very heavy.

"One Jin for six coins?" Yang Lin opened his mouth wide in shock. "I remember when we were in the Forbidden Area, wheat was only worth two gold coins per catty!"

"Yes, even Luoyang only costs three kilograms!" Jiang Li said somewhat angrily, "But our Guang Yang has already raised it to one Jin six gold, and the food is becoming less and less, it seems like it might even increase."

"Oh …" As a modern man, Yang Lin immediately thought of the reason. The total population of the Youzhou was also only 2.5 million, but it suddenly increased by over a million in less than a year. It was understandable for the price of food to increase as long as his own Wasteland soldier grew a large amount of food next year, the price would naturally fall. He smiled and asked, "Is it because of our arrival that the price of food has risen so quickly?"

Jiang Li looked at Yang Lin and nodded. Lord General, you're right. At the start of the year, the price of food in Youzhou was even lower than in Luoyang. Ever since the yellow cloth army captive entered the Youzhou, the price of food started to rise. Especially after seeing over three hundred thousand people from the Lord General enter the Youzhou yesterday, and all of them increasing by a single coin overnight! "

"Overnight?" Yang Lin was a little surprised, but immediately thought of a problem: Someone was controlling the price of food! He raised his head to look at Jiang Li, and asked thoughtfully: "Where did all the food on the streets come from? Who buys food? "

"To return to the Lord General, our Youzhou's food supply is basically self-sufficient. For an ordinary commoner, it would already be considered good if they could fill their stomach after paying the land tax. The food sold on the streets are practically all from the Wealthy Classes and large family. And the people who bought the food were mainly the officials and commoners of the city, as well as some Hu people who were still grazing.

When Jiang Li said till here, he looked at Yang Lin and continued to speak: "Lord General, the reason why I came to find you today, was because I felt that there was someone playing tricks on us, deliberately raising the price of food, making a windfall."

"Oh …" Yang Lin could not help but be shocked, it seemed that in any era there would always be evil merchants! However, thinking about it made him feel relieved. Who wouldn't want to sell their food for more money? However, he couldn't let them do as they pleased. The Youzhou was his own territory right now, so he couldn't let them mess around any longer. "Lord Jiang, do you have any evidence for what you said?"

"No, just feeling." Jiang Li shook his head and said thoughtfully: "My butler told me that yesterday, he went to the biggest grain store in Guangyang City to buy food. Hearing the discussions of the people selling food, he said that there were over three hundred thousand troops, and that he had raised a dollar this morning."

"Lord Jiang is such a considerate person!" Yang Lin smiled and suddenly asked: "Master Jiang, how many people and lands does Guangyang have?"

"Returning to Lord General, Guangyang County currently has jurisdiction over five counties, 4550 households, 280,600 households, and 17561,300 mu of land." It was unknown if it was because of Jiang Li's diligent work or because he had memorized it last night, but it seemed like he was rather familiar with his area of control.

Yang Lin nodded, he felt that this taiwai was not bad, and immediately asked: "How is the yield of Guang Yang's food per mu?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Li immediately said: "To return to Lord General, Guang Yang's land cannot be compared to the Central Plains, and with this year's drought, the yield of the grass is 114 Jin, the wheat is 206 Jin, the soybean is 212 Jin, and the beans are 248 Jin."

Yang Lin calculated in his heart, he was about 60 mu of land. Although the yield was low, he would not be hungry! "Could it be that all the land was gathered in the hands of the wealthy and wealthy?" Lord Jiang, are there many wealthy and wealthy families in Guangyang? How much land do they have? "

"Returning to Lord General, we usually call our families with thousands of mu as rich families, and our families with tens of thousands of mu of land as large family. Every county has around a few hundred rich families, and a dozen large family s. The largest family is over a hundred thousand mu. " Jiang Li was extremely knowledgeable, to the point he could even say the names of those rich families.

In this era, there were very few people. The flat land area was quite large, especially with a large amount of wasteland. It was normal for families to own several tens of thousands of mu of land. Yang Lin thought for a while, then came up with an idea. He smiled and said to Jiang Li: "Thank you for the information, I have a way to deal with them."

After two days and two nights of galloping, Zhang Banxian and Zhang Ling finally arrived at Ningxian with more than thirty thousand cavalrymen. Although Zhang Banxian was in her prime, his back and waist were aching from exhaustion. She had never ridden so far in her life before. He couldn't help but raise her head, only to see a cavalry unit running towards him.

"Reporting to the Military Advisor, Master Qin Ming is here to welcome you."

The troop gradually slowed down as the cavalry exorcism led Qin Ming and the others over. Although he had been surrounded by the Urushion for so many days, Qin Ming was extremely energetic, and even the wound on his arm seemed to have healed. He clasped his hands together and started greeting from afar.

"Greetings, milords."

When he walked over, Zhang Fei could not help but call out: "Didn't I say you are surrounded by the Urushion? Why didn't he see any of them?! And you say that you are injured, but why can't I see it at all? "

"Haha …" Qin Ming laughed and said loudly, "You guys still have the nerve to say that? When those Black Haunted Earth Dogs heard that a large number of cavalrymen had arrived, they had already set up camp and fled last night. Now that we definitely have passed the upper valleys, even if you want to, you won't be able to catch up. "

"Sigh …" Mr. Zhang Ling is right, we came here for nothing. " Zhang Fei angrily thrusted his spear into the ground and said angrily.