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Chapter 232: Paradise(2/2)

The streets of this city are like demons dancing wildly.

Japanese people, Korean people...

More than half of the human race in Northeast Asia can be seen here, and there are even a few hairy ones. They should have come from the Jiduwei north of Vladivostok. These barbarians are all hairy and covered in fur.

, his face had probably not been washed for many years, and he was arguing and discussing business issues with the Japanese and Koreans.

From time to time there were fights.

But no one cares.

All the soldiers in the garrison cheered happily.

The lack of entertainment makes this kind of thing popular.

Casualties...

Death and injury deserved.

The whole city is like the Port of Tortuga in Pirates of the Caribbean.

A Japanese businessman was thrown out of the building by a Kuwu man. He fell to the ground and howled, and his group drew their swords angrily...

"You bastard, don't use a knife!"

Zhang Fu shouted majestically.

The Japanese quickly put away their swords in humility.

The Kuwu smiled happily upstairs, and then watched a few Japanese people help their companions up. So this city is not without rules. It's just that you can't use knives in fights, but not using knives is obviously disadvantageous to the Japanese people. After all, they are different in size.

Some are big, but fortunately there are many of them, so it can't be said that they are just being bullied.

"You really don't care?"

Yang Feng said.

"How to control it? As long as it's not winter, there are dozens of things like this in the city every day. If I want to control it, I don't have to do anything for the day. I just have to fight with these bastards. Besides, even if I don't allow them to fight in the city,

They would also fight outside the city, and even kill people. Last month, a Japanese ship was robbed in the middle of the night. All the property on the ship was robbed, and the Japanese were even burned with injured and dead bodies inside. They were the most suspicious.

Most of them are Koreans, and most of them are partners with Wu Diha, who is the seventh surname. They are competing for business, while the latter is robbing things."

Zhang Fu said.

"They are all wild and untamed!"

Yang Feng sighed with emotion.

Of course, if they like it, they can kill each other.

"If you really don't want to stay, I'll give you a chance. After King Yan sends off the Jiahe fleet, he will probably be transferred back to Peiping, and then lead 30,000 cavalry from the Peiping Dusi, Peiping Dusi, and Shanxi Xingdu Division into Mobei

Sweep.”

Yang Feng said.

"I am Huining Dusi."

Zhang Fu said.

"Then it depends on your own ability. A lot of people should be worried about you, a fat bastard, right?"

Yang Feng said.

This is indeed a fat difference.

Although he is alone, his various legal and illegal incomes add up to 100,000 yuan every year. This is just for Zhang Fu himself. In fact, many people in the Zhang family are making money from Longquan Mansion. Not to mention other things.

The ginseng trade can earn the Zhang family hundreds of thousands of dollars every year. Although ginseng is not expensive at this time, it cannot handle the large quantities! It is transported to the south in tens of thousands of kilograms. Now in the Changbai Mountains, this stuff is nothing like weeds

There is no difference. Historically, Wanli was unhappy with the wild boar skins and ordered him to be paid tribute for three years. In the end, the wild boar skins were hoarded and more than 200,000 kilograms of ginseng rotted.

Because of this, he was forced to explore ginseng processing technology.

Zhang Fu was melancholy...

To realize his ideal of leading troops to fight in the desert, he would have to give up an income of hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

If you want to make money, you cannot pursue your ideals.

"You have to think clearly. If you really want to come out, there are many people who are willing to come over."

Yang Feng said.

Of course, he doesn't need to take care of this.

He then went with the accompanying green slave to the latter's natal home, which was the Huli Gaibu, but now he was the Dongning Xuanfu envoy of the Ming Dynasty. The Xuanfu envoy Sicheng was actually in Yanji. Aha appeared or the present Ming Dynasty

Li Jinzhong, the Xuanfu envoy of Dongning, had been very loyal to the Ming Dynasty in recent years. He even sent troops to conquer the Japanese country last time.

After passing Dongning and heading south, there is a long lawsuit under the Xuanfu Division of Dongning.

In fact, it is Helong.

On the other side, roughly Huining, North Korea, was the Jisi Guard, commanded by Li Jinzhong's son Meng Ge Buhua.

Of course, now his name is Li Shan.

In this way, Yang Feng reached the upper reaches of the Songhua River, then boarded the small boat prepared for him by Li Jinzhong and began to drift towards Changbai Guard Qianhu Station. After arriving at this small town guarding alone in the mountains, he changed into a large boat and continued down the river.

, drifted all the way to Jilinwei, and then took the land route again to reach his reclamation area. At this time, the reclamation area here had exceeded 50,000 acres. Large plows were pulled by cattle purchased or rented from herdsmen.

The ancient and barbaric black land was plowed, and the grass that originally grew was turned under and left to be exposed to the sun. On the land where soybeans had been planted, the reclamation team members were weeding, including the women, who were also working.

Yang Feng's adopted daughters who were originally delicate and charming have now become real peasant women...

Don't worry about this.

They will adapt to their roles themselves.

After all, they were all poor people from Korea and Japan.

Although I am indeed very happy in Beijing.

But for them, having a family of their own is another matter. They have to work hard for their future with their men. How can women these days be so pretentious.

On the vast green plains, small villages are dotted among the farmland, canals and ponds, and there are pigs and sheep grazing everywhere...

"As long as it's not winter, this place still looks like a paradise."

Zhang Dingbian sighed with emotion.

This old monk probably has completely lost his ambition now.

He is currently in charge of this reclamation area.

This is an armed reclamation regiment that has swelled to 8,000 people. How could there not be a strong commander in charge? Otherwise, various internal conflicts can make them fight each other. But with Zhang Dingbian as the commander-in-chief of thousands of troops,

The veteran general suppressed it, and everything was in order. Speaking of which, this was the existence of Zhi'er Night Crying in Jiangnan back then. He could control hundreds of thousands of troops, let alone this small number of people. Although his official status was still the abbot of the Yongning Temple built by the Emperor,

But in fact, he only stayed at Yongning Temple for a few months in total. In theory, the people from Jinghaiwei were supposed to supervise him, but they had been bribed long ago and didn't care where he went.

"As long as you are willing, the Ming Dynasty is full of paradise. At that time, we had a huge population. At that time, this was also a province, called Heilongjiang Province, with a total population of more than 30 million, which is equivalent to half of the current Ming Dynasty. Huining City is a prosperous city

, there are millions of people in that area alone. Not only here, but even the Whale and Triton area are also cities, but they belonged to another country at that time.

The paradise is created by man."
Chapter completed!
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