"The expansion of the military is not a trivial matter." Ren Xiaosu explained to P5092, "This matter still needs to be formally approved and approved by Commander Zhang."
Next to him, Big Bluff said, "Commander Zhang said that you're the only one who has the final say in the affairs of Stronghold 144. He won't ask about it. Even if you submit the approval documents, they'll still reject it. Now, you've gained the authority to act first and report later. "
"Then does Stronghold 144 have the money?" Ren Xiaosu looked at Zhang Xiaoman.
"Of course they do. Stronghold 144 has become the wealthiest stronghold in the Northwest even though the taxes are very low." Zhang Xiaoman explained, "We have so much money that we can't even finish spending it."
"It's because y 'all don't know how to spend it. Otherwise, we would've solved the food problem a long time ago. I've been wandering around the food market recently, and the price of food has been changing almost every day. This is a very bad sign. P5092, you'll be in charge of the reconstruction of the military. The rest of us still have to solve the food problem first," Ren Xiaosu said calmly.
Zhang Xiaoman felt wronged. "It's not that we're not working hard, but there are just too many difficulties. If the Wang Clan were willing to export food, we wouldn't have so much to deal with. I've already sent someone to the Kyung Clan to see if the Kyung Clan can help. "
"We have to solve the difficulties even if there are." Ren Xiaosu said, "Whether it's the Kyung Clan or the Wang Clan, we're still outsiders in the end. Food is everyone's lifeline, and it's also the lifeline of the Northwest. How can we rely on outsiders for something like this? Zhou Yingxue, plant potatoes for me tomorrow. Let's solve the food shortage problem first so that everyone doesn't panic. "
Zhou Yingxue's expression turned bitter. She knew she would have to plant potatoes to solve the food shortage problem.
In the hands of Zhou Yingxue, not only did the potatoes grow bigger, but they could also produce 100 of them a day. With this thing around, at least the people in the Northwest would not starve to death.
"But we can't just rely on potatoes to solve the food shortage problem. We can't possibly let everyone keep eating potatoes, right?" Ren Xiaosu said, "Let's talk about the difficulty of solving the food crisis first."
Zhang Xiaoman said, "It hasn't been long since we took over the Soong Clan's stronghold. We realized we'd have to start all over again just to measure the land."
"What's so difficult about surveying?" Ren Xiaosu frowned. "There are many people in the army who can draw maps. Send your 6th Combat Brigade out. This has to be solved quickly. Wang Yun, you'll lead the team. Give me the results in a week. "
"Alright, Young Marshal." Wang Yun nodded.
"What other difficulties are there?" Ren Xiaosu asked again.
Zhang Xiaoman said, "There's also the water conservancy and the land. The soil erosion here is quite serious, and crops can't be grown in many places. Of course, there's also good land, but it's more difficult to build ditches. It'll take a lot of manpower and material resources."
"When will Ji Zi 'ang arrive?" Ren Xiaosu said, "Don't let him join the inspection team for now. Get him to lead some people to build the water conservancy. Big Bluff, did you see any other earth-type supernatural beings when you went to the Central Plains? Get them to come back and prosper in the Northwest. "
"There aren't any in the Central Plains anymore, but there's still one in the Northwest." Big Bluff said, "But if he doesn't want to join the Northwest Army, we can't force him."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. "Since when did you become so easy to talk to?"
"Ahem, it's not that I'm easy to talk to, but this is also considered a policy of the Northwest. We don't force others," Big Bluff said.
When he said this, Wang Yun and the others looked at Big Bluff in silence. They thought to themselves, 'You didn't do much in the Central Plains, so why are you saying you don't force others when you're back in the Northwest?'
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "Then can we get the residents of Stronghold 144 to join us in the reclamation?"
"No one is that enthusiastic." Zhang Xiaoman said, "It's not just our Northwest that has this problem. It's the same for all of the consortiums. We're hiring refugees and stronghold residents to farm the land, but no one is very enthusiastic about it. In fact, this is also the main source of the food crisis. Now that the trade routes have been opened, everyone is earning money for themselves. But farming is different. The land doesn't belong to them, and the crops they grow don't belong to them either. They're only getting paid for it. That's why so many refugees have gone to the ungoverned valley to reclaim the land themselves. If we want to increase their enthusiasm, we'll have to carry out land reform. But we can't just sell the land to private individuals. If there's a situation where people buy and sell the land privately without farming it, it'll also be a hidden danger. "
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you guys heard of something called the household contract responsibility system? It sounds very compatible with the Northwest. "
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Actually, Ren Xiaosu did not know anything about governance in the stronghold. Zhang Xiaoman and the others were also being forced to do something beyond their abilities. They could only feel their way forward and see what they could do as they went.
After agreeing on a meeting time for tomorrow, Ren Xiaosu saw them off.
Immediately, all of the vehicles that had suddenly come to visit Ren Xiaosu drove away. The family quarters of the military subdivision on East Tranquility Road returned to its usual tranquility.
But after the convoy left, the residents of the family quarters all came out and sized up Ren Xiaosu curiously. They wanted to see what the legendary Young Marshal looked like.
Hu Xiaobai and Wang Yuexi were at the entrance of the house, hesitating if they should go up and talk to him. But they heard Ren Xiaosu say with a smile, "Brother Wang, Sister Hu, what's the matter?"
Hu Xiaobai said bashfully, "Um … Young Marshal, I'm sorry, I've misunderstood you recently …."
"It's fine." Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "After all, I've been a little lazy lately."
"How could that be?" Hu Xiaobai hurriedly corrected him. "Young Marshal, you're here incognito to understand the people's feelings. I get it, I get it!"
Ren Xiaosu did not know whether to laugh or cry. Indeed, the way people looked at you depended on your identity.
To be honest, he had indeed come here to study the people's feelings. But in the end, it turned out that he was here to understand the people's feelings.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu said to Wang Yuexi, "There's going to be a meeting on the food crisis tomorrow. You should also attend as a representative of the Policy Research Office."
Wang Yuexi was stunned for a moment before nodding excitedly. "Sure, sure, no problem!"
After that, Ren Xiaosu went back into the house. Next to him, Hu Xiaobai wondered, "What's the meaning of this, Young Marshal? Is he going to put you in an important position? "
Wang Yuexi thought to himself that the Young Marshal was probably very satisfied with the comprehensive administrative center he had set up.
However, he still had to be reserved. "I'm not putting you in an important position. Don't go around talking nonsense. Who knows what will happen if the Young Marshal hears about it?"
Ren Xiaosu went back into the house and said to Yang Xiaojin with a smile, "I'm sorry, but it looks like I can't maintain this quiet life any longer."
At this moment, the news of the Young Marshal living in seclusion on East Tranquility Road had spread throughout Stronghold 144.
Their neighbors, as well as the stall owners at the food market, were all extremely excited. They tirelessly told their relatives and friends about the Young Marshal's incognito visit.
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