"Block down the news? That's not good. The shopkeeper will come back soon. The news sent by the communication ship is to accept the surrender of the nineteen villages and communities in Daduban, and hold the first regional meeting. If..." Zhao Sandao said in disbelief.

Ah Hai interrupted Zhao Sandao and said, "It is because Master is coming back, and he wants to block the news!"

Seeing that Zhao Sandao was puzzled, Ahai pulled Zhao Sandao to the top of the Yuanbao, pointed to the lights around the Yuanbao and said, "Uncle Zhao, look at this land. Half a year ago, it was a swamp covered with human and animal manure and garbage. Now, we have established a dock, round fort and market, and built temples under the holy trees. We have conquered four disobedient tribes in the north, provided two thousand slaves to the company, and hired more than four thousand workers. There are logging farms, wood processing plants and fish ports here. The scale of sugarcane planting will exceed that of Budai Port next year. Except for the Babra Seven Village Club where Tararo is located, the rest of the village clubs have surrendered and surrendered."

"Uncle Zhao, this is you and me, and there are 32 middle and senior employees of the community and 340 soldiers. For this, we have paid 74 lives. Their graves are in the cemetery at our feet. This is our glory, in order to get the praise and gifts of the great shopkeeper. Is it because of an accidental ambush that we will fade the merits stained with blood? I, Ahai, cannot do it!"

Zhao Sandao's face turned right, and he empathized with Ah Hai's mood. The club is in a period of drastic changes. This organization is like bamboo shoots in spring. It is growing violently every day. Without any accumulation of merit, it will bring huge wealth and status improvement. As Ah Hai said, everyone spent half a year doing things that they couldn't even think about before, and just waited for the shopkeeper to come back to receive the reward and win respect. It is impossible to destroy everyone's glorious image because of a small matter.

Zhao Sandao understood Ahai's feelings even more. This young man was like a god to Li Mingxun and had always been eager to get Li Mingxun's praise and affirmation. He worked hard for half a year. Although Lin Cheng provided him with a lot of help in this process, it is undeniable that Ahai's ability and efforts have achieved the ultimate. Why bother with a little flaw?

"Little shopkeeper, I understand. After the shopkeeper leaves, I will lead the team to fight against the Babula people. Since other villages have become our leaders, then... the Babula people no longer need to exist!" Zhao Sandao said solemnly.

The round castle three days later.

Li Mingxun sat at Ah Hai's desk and carefully checked Ah Hai's planning map about the heart of the stream. The red marked part has become a reality, while the black one is just a plan. Li Mingxun admired Ah Hai's achievements very much. It can be said that among the land mastered by the community today, the area where the stream is located is the least lacking in population.

Speaking of which, it is more than 60,000 people. Even if some people are hired to Budai Port, the human resources here are sufficient. Ahai has used sufficient human resources to develop a systematic industry. The first one is the logging yard. It not only logs teak used for construction warships to transport it to Budai Port, but also logs other wood that can be used as construction, such as beech and red cypress. Relying on the advantage of being close to the logging yard, it has built a wood processing workshop in the heart of the stream. In addition to making ribs and keels, most of the wood is processed into shipyards, ports or other parts in the workshop to form and specifications required by the ports or other parts. Various types of boards and wood can be transported downstream to Budai Port. The remaining materials of the wood are fired on site to be transported with the wood to supply smelters and forging plants in Budai Port.

The vacant land produced by logging was reclaimed and sugarcane and mulberry trees were planted. Although Taiwan has not yet formed its own textile industry, its advantage is close to the southeast, and a large number of immigrants will sooner or later expand. The large-scale planting of sugar cane has led to the expansion of sugar-pressing and wine-making workshops. The output of charcoal and a large amount of wood scraps also led to the brick burning industry in Xixindi.

It can be said that under the control of Ahai, Xixindi is no longer a simple source of raw materials. It has begun to provide many primary products to Budai Port and trading companies, among which charcoal and bricks are the most important.

I think a second city will appear here in the near future, second only to Budai Port.

Li Mingxun did not object to the list of meritorious personnel submitted by Ah Hai and stamped his own seal. Li Mingxun had his own opinions on the planning of Wuxi governance.

"Because of the existence of Dadu Fan, both sides of Wuxi should be the most developed areas of Taiwan Island. Your plantation expansion plan is very good. Drainage can not only reclaim more farmland, but also reduce the occurrence of malaria and other diseases. But why delay the Wuxi Dam plan? This plan is very good." Li Mingxun asked.

"Master, you have seen that the current industry in Xixindi only requires labor to work and does not require too many craftsmen, but the dams are different. Although the tributaries in the northern part of Xixindi are natural dam building sites, there are too many craftsmen needed." Ah Hai frowned and said.

Li Mingxun waved his hand and said, "Ahai, you are wrong. The dam itself can drain the swamps and silt land in many areas downstream, and it can also use hydraulic power. Your wood processing plant can fully drive saws hydraulically. Hydraulic power is the only natural force that can be truly utilized. Through hydraulic power, forging, grain processing, hydraulic textiles can be built here, and the irrigation area can be expanded. A dam can change the status of the stream center. Don't you want to create a city with your own hands?"

Ah Hai's eyes lit up, and Li Mingxun said: "Since this dam is so important, don't be stingy in the investment. Xixindi has created a lot of profits for the community. It is possible to take out a part of it to recruit craftsmen in Guangdong and Guangxi. The lack of manpower can be obtained by conquering the tribes in the north. Isn't the Babra people a good goal?"

Lee Mingxun mentioned the Babra tribe, and Ah Hai's words flashed a little. He thought for a while and said, "Yes, Master, I will do this."

At this time, Zhao Sandao walked in and said to Ah Hai: "Little shopkeeper, Chel is here, saying that he is discussing with you about holding the ceremony."

Ah Hai naturally understood Chel's true meaning, nodded slightly, and sued Li Mingxun, while Zhao Sandao stayed to report to Li Mingxun about the cooperation between his elephant soldiers and the firearms troops.

Ah Hai walked out of Yuanbao and saw Chel in the military camp behind Yuanbao. This guy was much more prosperous than he had been a few months ago. He was originally the leader of a large village community in the Hongya tribe. Now he not only monopolized the daily trade of the four village communities, but also had a sugarcane plantation of more than 1,000 acres, and a sugar farm that can be used for primary processing of sugar sugar. It can be said that he has both fame and fortune.

"Little shopkeeper, the guards who escaped to our Hongyaren territory have been sent back, a total of seven, all in that carriage." Chel whispered.

Ah Hai nodded slightly: "Very good. Next month I will increase the number of cloth by 20%, which is a reward for Chief Cher."

As he said that, Ah Hai walked over and opened the curtain to see the seven people who were dejected inside. Some of them were wearing bandages. All the seven people were bowing their heads. Ah Hai was eager to hide them, but he did not notice that one of them was Ma Wei.

Ah Hai said to Chel: "The shopkeeper has arrived at Yuanbao. The entrustment ceremony will be held in three days. The venue is the small square east of Yuanbao. After the meeting, a banquet will be held at the Officer's Restaurant in Yuanbao. I hope the leader of Chel will support it."

"Didn't it be said that it was held under the holy tree at the beginning?" Chel's face changed slightly. After all, the leaders of various villages and communities were used to discussing affairs under the holy tree.

Ah Hai shook his head: "The shopkeeper said that the matter under the tree is the barbaric tradition of the Big Belly Kingdom. The Big Belly Kingdom is gone, so there is no need to continue this tradition. Yuanbao is the core of both sides of Wuxi, and the ceremony of entrustment is naturally held here. It is precisely because of this that the shopkeeper and I hope Chief Cher will help."

Chel focused on the key points. Now he has completely turned to the community and makes profits from it. There is no need to stick to the traditions of the past.

"It's just that there is some trouble with Saint Mira. After all, she is very appealing among these villages and communities." Chel reminded.

Ah Hai smiled: "Tomorrow afternoon, the shopkeeper will go to convince Saint Mira in person, and Chief Chel doesn't need to worry."

"Sleeping clothes?" Chel asked in surprise.

"Of course it's persuasion, otherwise what do you think you do, force?" Ah Hai asked.

Chel immediately laughed: "Sleeping clothes, good sleeping clothes!"

In the carriage, Ma Wei, who had his head down, flashed a trace of sharpness in his eyes: "If the ceremony is held in the round fort, then the plan of Ma Luo and Tararo will not be successful, but tomorrow afternoon, Li Mingxun went to the holy tree to meet with the holy lady, which would be a good time for assassination!"

When Li Mingxun came to the Red Earth Highlands, the originally peaceful and peaceful holy land under the trees had become a huge construction site, where craftsmen and laborers shuttled through it, processing wooden boards, transporting bricks and tiles, and building wall foundations. Most of the people who worked were natives, and even highland warriors were mixed with it. The main hall with a strong Ming style had been formed, and the workers were busy building the temple's affiliated institutions.

Saint Mira soon appeared in front of Li Mingxun. She wore a white long gown, wreath, and her white feet were stomping on the grass, bowing to Li Mingxun. Mira was a rare indigenous person who could be called a beautiful indigenous person. Perhaps because she lived in the temple since childhood, her skin was much whiter than that of the indigenous people, and her long hair was quiet and outstripping.

"Saint Mira, why are there so many highland warriors here?" Li Mingxun asked, putting away his rude eyes.

While guiding Li Mingxun to the temple, Mira explained to him: "Mr. Li, the Highland Warriors are not only the Babras, but also many other villages. Your army has taken away many prisoners and became slaves in your industry. However, some people have been redeemed and some have been released because of their outstanding performance. They are devout believers, mobilizing many people and resources for the construction of the temple."

Li Mingxun smiled. For the temple under the tree, the club only provides craftsmen in construction and some skilled workers. Most of the materials and money needed for construction are spontaneously worshipped by people from various villages and communities. However, Li Mingxun found a difference among the highland warriors and said, "But there are many Babras among them, and you are too tolerant of them."

"The temple is the business of all believers and some village races." Mira said.

Li Mingxun waved his hand helplessly and walked into the stone hall. This was the place where the primitive sacrificial sacrifice of the sacred tree was a rare clean everywhere. Li Mingxun was unceremoniously sitting on the carpet and asked: "Saint Mira took the initiative to invite me to come. Is there anything wrong?"

Mira sat opposite Li Mingxun and said seriously: "You have also seen that the main hall of the temple is close to completion. This will be the greatest building since the birth of the divine tree. I think this great building cannot be used only to praise and serve the divine tree, but should have a greater purpose!"

Lee Mingxun smiled: "What about?"

Mila coughed lightly and said, "For example, opening a school here is like you opened in Budai Port. I want you to invite a few gentlemen to teach nearby children to learn Chinese, practice Chinese characters, and learn basic arithmetics. Is it okay?"

Li Mingxun was slightly stunned and stared at Mira. He knew very well that Tararo was the one who suffered the greatest harm to the destruction of the Big Belly World, and the one who was most affected by the entry of the community into Xixin was the temple. Originally, the belief in the divine tree itself was a primitive religion, far less than Buddhism and Christianity was good at bewitching people's hearts. As the relationship with the community was close, the natives with a broad vision would slowly fade or even eliminate this belief. According to the report given by Lin Cheng, the workers of the Big Belly World had to go to the Red Earth Highland every two months, and spent a lot of time on the way. Recently, more and more natives just worshiped and chose to worship in the direction of the divine tree.

Faith is loosening, believers are losing. This is the current situation Mira has to face.

Li Mingxun originally thought that Mira would choose to confront her, and even if she secretly joined forces with the Pabras to launch a riot, Li Mingxun would not be surprised. However, she did not expect that Mira would actually choose to integrate into the new order of the community. It can be imagined that after the school was established in the Red Earth Heights, the content of the professors, in addition to Chinese characters and Chinese, Mira would definitely preach to those young people. Even if these children enter the community to serve in the community in the future, the influence of the temple will exist and may even expand.

"This is a smart woman, she is very prescient!" Li Mingxun raised his evaluation of Mira in his heart.

However, Li Mingxun could not refuse this request. The biggest difficulty for indigenous people to integrate into the community is that heavy physical labor industries such as language, plantations, and logging farms are OK. A series of handicrafts such as shipyards and forging plants are completely unable to bear it. Even if you want to teach skills, you cannot quickly enter the state. Not to mention that Li Mingxun planned to do the Chineseization of Taiwanese natives.

"Of course, His Highness Mira, I can first run a junior school here, and take children aged ten to fourteen to speak and write. Those with excellent studies can continue their studies and enter the intermediate school to learn skills and knowledge. Those who are not qualified to enter the intermediate school will go to the workshop to become apprentices." Li Mingxun said seriously.
Chapter completed!