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Chapter 1359 Logistics

It was late summer, and the huge sun was hanging in the sky, emitting dazzling heat.

On the straight and wide official road, one after another was walking with ox carts and mule carts, slowly advancing against the scorching sun.

As a canal, the Yongji Canal has always been under tremendous transportation pressure.

However, it is more narrow than the Tongji Canal in the south. There are fewer rivers in the north, less rain, freezing in winter, and less rain in summer, which can be said to be extremely limited.

Therefore, a large number of official roads were applied and continued to move northward.

"Why is it blocked in front?"

As a supervisor, Wu Fugui walked over quickly and looked at the stagnation in front of him and his face turned red.

"The supervisor, the mule in front is hot, it will be fine in a while!" Soon someone came over and said.

"Brothers, work harder and walk for more than ten miles and you will have a rest!"

"Okay—"

The farmers immediately shouted, full of momentum.

And nearby, a patrolman was constantly patrolling, watching the grain transport team.

"Du Tou, this corvee service is so hard, why are these people still so enthusiastic?"

The newly enlisted soldiers, facing the scorching sun, looked at the high-spirited civilians, couldn't understand.

"Hey, you just came here and didn't know anything!"

He shook his head, found a shade of trees to enjoy the cool air, and looked at the villagers and said:

"It takes thousands of miles from Luoyang to Youzhou to run to death."

"In times of trouble, there are bones on both sides of the road, which is very scary!"

"However, now the civilians only need to run thirty miles, eat hot food at the inn, and then return, and they can get thirty dollars at a time!"

Hearing this, the recruit was shocked and hurriedly said, "Walking thirty miles a day, including food and accommodation, since there is still thirty dollars, isn't it the same for a month?"

"This is higher than my monthly salary!"

"What policy is this? I've earned more than the civilians! I'll also stay with them to bask in the sun!"

Not far away, Hu Binwang and his group, including the local county magistrate, the prefectural governor, the inspector, the transfer jail and other chief officials, were riding horses and patrolling the logistics affairs of the logistics of the supplies.

This time, the baggage operation was carried out in segments, changing the previous model and causing huge waves in the officialdom.

But as the new prime minister Hu Binwang who presided over all this, everything was worth it.

The new official takes office as three fires, and the baggage is crucial. Carrying out reforms is a great challenge, but the gains are also full.

"My husband walks in this section, and people stop and mules, which is a stroke of gods, and the officials admire him!"

Seeing the prime minister, he was filled with relief. The county magistrate was about to speak, but the governor next to him hurriedly stepped out with a smile on his face.

"Just serve the country and the people!" Hu Binwang smiled and said, "At the beginning of this method, I was frightened, afraid that something would happen?"

"Your Majesty is a talent!" said the governor of the state respectfully: "When this state uses this method, the speed is twice as fast as the people will not feel the pain and the place will not feel tired."

"Of course, it's just my husband, and the expenses are really too much!"

"Expension? Thirty dollars a day, not too much!"

Hu Binwang glanced at him and looked at the endless carriages and horses on the official road. He said in a deep voice: "In the past, wars began to cause suffering. Today, I just want the people to know that this war is a sweet thing for them."

"Some hope is that the people are happy when they hear the war, but are not afraid. How can they not win?"

Although these words make sense, everyone still disdained them.

This is purely made of money. If it weren’t for the pile of money and grain in the early years of the founding of the country, how could it have become a convention?

Moreover, without their hands, they directly asked the transfer yamen to send the money step by step, and they paid it every day, and I don’t know how many hands I stopped.

How can you feel happy if you stop others from making money?

Hu Binwang naturally didn't know what everyone was thinking. Instead, he looked at the official road with interest, then rode his horse and patrolled slowly.

The officials were basking in the sun and licking their faces to accompany them, but they didn't dare to leave.

The prime minister can't remember you together. If you leave, you will definitely be remembered.

Hu Binwang's way of visually calculating the way to go in segments was very good. He became very excited and bowed his head to talk from time to time, happily.

The accompanying officials suffered.

I haven't made any money and I don't have much political achievements.

If something happens to transportation within the jurisdiction, you have to take the blame.

Now, I have to accompany you to chat with you again, which is really miserable.

As the prime minister, Hu Binwang personally supervised the transportation of baggage. This was controversial when he was proposed in the Political Affairs Hall.

However, the emperor finally agreed.

To put it bluntly, whether it is war, war, or logistics in ancient and modern times.

With the imperial camp troops occupying the canal transportation, the official road became the mainstream of baggage.

It is also appropriate to let a prime minister go and supervise it.

However, when it comes to logistics, Li Jia actually attaches great importance to it and even conducts personal inspections.

For example, the Ministry of Works has prepared hundreds of thousands of sets of straw raincoats and boots in summer to transport them one by one.

And summer is not afraid, after all, summer in the north, especially in the northeast, is even more comfortable.

The only thing I fear is winter.

And the magic weapon to fight against winter is cotton coats.

However, cotton clothes are too expensive.

"Your Majesty, every set of cotton coats uses five kilograms of cotton. The cost is more than three stalks, and once it is stained with rain, it will be abandoned!"

Li Anguo hurriedly revealed his difficulties. Without the waterproofing of later generations, once the cotton coat is stained with snow water, it will naturally not work.

"Then, fill in duck down and goose down, give me any money, and get another 200,000 sets, and you must have a backup and lose money!"

The emperor said coldly.

However, in addition to clothes for winter clothes, the emperor also took other measures.

He made a lot of gloves, socks, and earmuffs.

These things can be worn properly to reduce a large amount of non-war losses.

Of course, the most critical frostbite, when exposed outside and inevitably, he has his own tricks.

"Your Majesty, why do you prepare so much lard?"

"When there is no oil in your stomach, soybean oil will not be used. Then using this lard is the best way!"

Li Jia said softly.

In front of them, tens of thousands of barrels of lard were neatly placed and placed in a cellar, and then transported to the north for the soldiers to enjoy.

Li Jia asked someone to open a bucket and looked at the dead bugs in the lard. He wanted to get angry.

But then I thought that there was no seal from later generations at this time, so it would be good to be in this state.

The yellow-white lard has become solid and smells great.

"A piece of lard is worth three bowls of rice!"
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