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It took Wang Ning'an a long time to finally figure out this fatal problem. He finally understood that if the so-called advanced experience in later generations is not carefully understood and the conditions for realization are not clear, and he will copy it casually, thinking that as long as it is progressive, it must be good and can be done, it would be ridiculous!

In addition, the level of most scholars in later generations is really despicable!

To put it nicely, how many people will sacrifice the interests of the people? Will these people agree? To compensate these people for the losses, will you still have any benefits after you compensate?

Of course, this is the Song Dynasty, not the later generations.

The land under Wang Ning'an's feet originally belonged to the Western Xia, not the territory of the Song Dynasty, and the people living on it were not the people of the Song Dynasty... They can be free from worrying about complex relationships, let go of their hands and feet, and do whatever they want!

Wen Jifu calculated a little. Thirty thousand mu of irrigated land can produce one and a half stone of grain per mu. Thirty thousand mu is 45,000 stone. It can be sold for about 30,000 stag in the northwest market. In fact, he only paid for seeds, farm tools, livestock, and labor costs. The most important land, he spent very little.

Because according to regulations, as long as you pay 500 trump cards every year and pay for five consecutive years, this land belongs to him.

"If you use slaves to plow the fields, the labor cost can be reduced, and it will be enough to give them food. Therefore, the cost of at most 8,000 guan a year is only a cost of 22,000 guan, and the remaining 22,000 guan is all profitable!"

Wen Jifu's eyes narrowed into a slit, "The most important thing is that these farms produce a lot and have good quality, which can completely control the price of grain. No matter where the grain merchants are, they cannot compete!"

Mr. Wen seemed to see countless mountains of gold and silver rolling towards him!

"I want more land and more farms!" Wen Jifu shouted arrogantly, "Dad, Xijing Bank also needs to increase loans, the more money the green seedlings, the better!"

Wang Ning'an smiled. Since big agriculture is in the territory of the Song Dynasty, it cannot be pushed anyway, so it is better to do big agriculture outside!

As long as enough food is produced and can ensure full food, the Song Dynasty can release more people and enter cities. Correspondingly, the population pressure in rural areas is reduced, the contradiction between people and land eases, and the country's foundation will be stable. Don't worry about peasant uprisings and wars everywhere!

Wang Ning'an felt that he had found a way out of the cycle of control and chaos, and his whole body was sublimated... Some people were happy, some were depressed, such as Lu Hui, who excitedly found Song Xiang, hoping to lift the darkness with the help of the teacher and reveal Wang Ning'an's face.

After so many years, countless famous ministers have fallen into Wang Ning'an's hands, and only Lu Hui found Wang Ning'an's life gate!

But after sitting at Ma Tao's house for a while, I asked carefully about the Qingmiao money, for example, is the amount of loans really so much? For example, will there be bad debts in repayment ability? What's wrong with this?

Ma Tao couldn't listen anymore, "My field is outside the city. You might as well go and see if you can get it back! I would like to advise you not to always judge a gentleman by his villain's heart!"

"You!" Lu Hui was speechless and could only retreat in a mess.
Chapter completed!