After all, when doing business, you always have to invest capital first.

Now that the battle is over, isn't it time to collect the dividends?

Why is there still heavy bleeding?

"So, but not really."

Feng Junhou said lazily.

Xu Xun was a little confused: "Brother, what does this mean?"

Feng Junhou yawned for a long time and felt a little sleepy.

Xu Xun was a little anxious:

"Brother, when we were in Jincheng, others occupied the good land first, and we didn't have a share. There's nothing to say about it."

"It's not easy to have such an opportunity now. This is Guanzhong! But in the future, as for the Han Dynasty's capital, even if we exchange ten acres in the north for one here, we will lose money!"

There are not many people in Guanzhong now. If everyone has the ability to cultivate it, they can enclose as much land as they can, and future generations will not have to worry.

"impossible."

Feng Junhou rubbed his eyes: "It would be fine if he were just the emperor, but the queen in the harem is not a simple person."

"You don't know what Xinghan will look like now? Is there any aristocratic family in the Han Dynasty that can compare with it?"

The Xinghan Hui now has a tendency to become a powerful clan. If the imperial court allows the Xinghan Hui to enclose land in Guanzhong, who will have the final say in Guanzhong in the future?

What is the difference between moving the capital from Shuzhong to Guanzhong?

"A few years ago, when the imperial court was cracking down on the powerful, I also planned many things. It's not like you haven't participated in suppressing food prices."

"Don't you still know the imperial court's attitude towards wealthy families?"

As he said that, he glanced at Xu Xun:

"Why does the imperial court only allow me to serve as a minister and not to serve as a minister? Is there really no other reason besides my relatively low qualifications?"

Using qualifications as an excuse is just an excuse.

Did Feng Junhou step by step from having no official position to where he is today because of nepotism?

Of course, it relies on just a little bit, but just a little bit.

When it comes to military merit and political achievements, how many people in the Han Dynasty can compare with Feng Junhou?

It's just because this is a sensitive period, and the emperor will not train another powerful minister before taking control of the court.

What's more, this Xinghan Society, founded by powerful ministers, has greater energy than aristocratic families.

As long as Zhang Xingcai's political IQ is above the human average, it is impossible to allow the Xinghan Society to over-expand in Guanzhong.

Hearing his brother's words, Xu Xun couldn't help but feel a little angry:

"I just want to have more land to pass on to my descendants. Isn't that what it is?"

"How much do you want?" Feng Junhou glanced at Xu Xun, "How much is too much?"

"There is nothing wrong with wanting to pass on more land to our descendants, but the mistake lies in the fact that Xinghan will be one and the same."

Xu Xun clicked his tongue:

What my brother said, if there was no unified Xinghan Association, how would we be where we are today?

Seeing Xu Xun's confused look, Feng Junhou smiled:

"Don't worry. Over the years, when have I ever let everyone suffer? I exchanged the land in Guanzhong for the land in the north. I made a lot of money. I don't know if it can be passed down to three generations."

"But I know that if this thing is done well, we can make money in five years that three generations could not make."

Xu Xun's eyes widened again:

"Brother, don't lie to me. After all, I have stayed there for nearly half a year, and I have already asked the barbarians over there."

"It's not that you can't farm there. Hu'er, the Xiongnu, also farmed there in the past. It was half farming and half pastoral, but it was far from comparable to that in Guanzhong."

"And it's not like you can grow sugar cane over there, let alone tea, so it's a huge loss no matter what!"

Feng Junhou shook his head, stretched out his little thumb, and said with a smile:

"It's small, the layout is small, how much money can we make by farming?"

There was a mystery on his face:

"There are better things than food in the fields to the north."

When Xu Xun heard this, he immediately became excited, moved closer, and asked nervously:

"Brother, brother, could it be something yellow and white?"

As he spoke, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"black."

Xu Xun: "?"

"coal."

"Charcoal?" Xu Xun was not too disappointed, thinking thoughtfully, "Then...it's not bad."

Most of the coking coal refined in Nanxiang was sold to the imperial court, which then used it to make iron.

Some of it is made into briquettes and sold specifically for heating in the city in winter.

Now even Jincheng has coal stoves produced by Xinghanhui's workshops.

Now in the Han Dynasty's cities, every household with some spare money would buy a small coal stove.

It is very convenient to burn coal for heating in winter and cook on weekdays.

The coal used by the imperial court and the private sector were different, but a considerable part of the consumption was supplied by the Xinghan Society.

It is definitely impossible to make huge profits, but this is a steady stream of money.

Over time, I made a lot of money, but no matter what, it can't be compared with woolen materials and brown sugar.

But it is much better than selling grain to Jingzhou.

After figuring this out, Xu Xun suddenly slapped his thigh:

"Wonderful, brother!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Junhou with burning eyes.

Feng Junhou was originally listless, but when he was so startled and deceived, he was so frightened that he almost slid off his chair.

"What are you doing?"

"Brother, be careful, be careful!"

Xu Xun quickly supported Feng Junhou and said with a smile of admiration:

"It turns out that brother had a premeditated plan. Brother is right. It's because the younger brother has become too small. The situation has become too small."

Feng Junhou looked at him with some confusion:

How could you see things that even Zhang Xiaosi couldn't see? Could it be that you hid yourself before?

"Brother, Guanzhong is cold, much colder than Hanzhong."

Xu Xun helped Feng Junhou sit down, and then rubbed his hands, "Let alone the North, if there is no heating, as many people as possible will freeze to death."

"Think about it, how much charcoal will be used in such a cold weather?"

Xu Xun was excited just thinking about it.

Whether it is transported from the hometown of Jiuyuan to Guanzhong along the Qinzhi Road, or from Pingcheng to Hedong, it is very convenient!

Not to mention that after Guanzhong was still the capital of the Han Dynasty, it was the center of the entire Han Dynasty.

The capital's arsenal is meant to supply the whole country.

The population of the capital city is the largest in the world.

How much coking coal and briquettes will be consumed by then?

No matter how flat or straight Qin Zhidao is, he may not be lucky enough!

Maybe the engineering team of the Xinghan Hui can also have a big meal of meat...

Thinking of this, Xu Xun just wanted to dance with joy:

"It's done, it's done, brother! Brother, you are really gifted with talents, unfathomable, and far-sighted..."

What is that little bit of land in Guanzhong?

Does the court want it?

Give, give, give!

With the coal from Heping City in the North, it might be passed down to ten generations, let alone three generations!

Hu people?
To be continued...