The ancients were not stupider than modern people. They just couldn't imagine that layer because the times had no idea. Once they poked the window paper, their interest and talent were enough to shock modern people.

Hua Tuo thought about it for a moment and figured out the meaning of Cao Ang's words, and said enthusiastically: "Can you please tell me in detail?"

Next, Cao Ang told him the concept of modern medical treatment without reservation.

Medical colleges, hospitals, field doctors, research institutes, etc., Hua Tuo's eyes shone brightly, and he wanted to find a piece of land to build a house and put it on the big name of the Medical College.

The two talked for more than two hours before they left reluctantly. Although Hua Tuo did not surrender on the spot, it also showed that he would not leave Xu Du in the near future.

To put it bluntly, I just wait to see Cao Ang’s performance. If Cao Ang can build the medical school, he will stay to teach. If he can’t build it, he will be sorry.

Today's talk was not a temporary intention or a whim, but a thoughtful thought.

On the way back, he kept thinking about where to go in the future.

It was not until he saw Xu Du City Gate that if he could, he would not set foot on the battlefield again in the future.

Unlike other time travelers who are struggling, he has the most awesome father in the Three Kingdoms. Let Lao Cao do the war.

Only Lao Cao's leadership of the army, let alone the Three Kingdoms, looked at the whole of China, and it may not be better than him to do it himself.

Since that's the case, why should he join in the fun and stay in the back and make money for Lao Cao.

In addition to making money, he also has an idea that is enough to make the heroes of the Three Kingdoms collectively confused, unifying the world.

After Cao unified the Han Dynasty, he threw Cao Pi, Cao Zhang, Cao Zhi and other brothers into America, Africa, and Europe. Even if he didn't shit, he would occupy the pit first.

After a few generations, the Earth's surname was completely Cao.

To realize this great ideal, the biggest constraint is population.

There are no contraceptive measures in this era. A woman has no shame to go out to meet people without giving birth to five or six children.

But why has the population of the Han Dynasty not exceeded 100 million?

In this damn era, a flu can kill people, and tetanus is an incurable disease.

Usually, it would be good if a woman had seven or eight children and could grow up two or three safely.

Cao Ang’s younger brother Cao Shu lost his life because of a small flu.

Cao Cao's son cannot be cured even if he is sick, let alone ordinary children.

It is often said online that children now have to face abortion when they are pregnant, Sanlu when they are born, and campus violence and sexual assault when they are in school. It is really not easy to grow up.

But compared with the children of the big man, modern children are countless times happier.

Therefore, if Cao Ang wants to realize the great ideal of unifying the world, what he needs to do most is to improve the medical system of the Han Dynasty and improve the survival rate of children.

Hua Tuo, who is known as the wise master of ancient surgery, is undoubtedly his best helper.

After the medical school is on track, Zhang Zhongjing and Dong Feng, among the three miracle doctors in Jian'an, will be found. Even if his plan is the first step in the Long March.

The biggest problem now is not people, but... money.

Nothing is difficult without money, and he can do nothing without startup capital.

Thinking of this, Cao Ang began to look at the hall where he was, thinking that the man did not have a bank, and the Cao family had such a large mansion, but there was no place to mortgage it.

It’s not impossible to sell it directly, but in this way, will Cao Cao beat him to death?

Well, it's very likely! Since the house cannot be sold, what about the others?

When he thought of it, Cao Ang made a round trip around the mansion with excitement of exploring treasures, but he was sad to find that Sikong Mansion had nothing but donkey dung and eggs. Not only were the valuable items in the mansion, but even the jewelry of Mrs. Ding and Mrs. Bian were sold by Cao Cao for military pay. The only ones that could be sold were probably those dilapidated furniture.

But these are all for Sikong Mansion. If they are sold, Sikong Mansion will definitely become a joke for the great man.

I can't care about it anymore.

Cao Ang made a decision without much thought and said to Liu Min who was following him: "Go and find me the furniture merchants in the city and illegal merchants who are lending loans."

Liu Min felt a bad premonition and asked tentatively: "What should the eldest son do to these bitches? Just ask the younger ones to go if you have something to do."

Cao Ang glared at him and cursed: "If you ask you to go, you will be useless. Is itchy?"

Liu Min's heart trembled and hurriedly ran out.

After escaping from Cao Ang's sight, he wiped his cold sweat and muttered: "The eldest son was kind before and never spoke harsh words to his servants. Why did he change a lot when he came back this time?"

Cao Ang had no idea what Liu Min thought. Seeing him leaving, he ordered someone to find Wen Hua, the chief manager of Sikong Mansion.

Wen Hua is the book boy of Cao Cao's father Cao Song. He almost watched Cao Cao grow up. He was so qualified that he was in the Cao Mansion. Even Mrs. Ding had to respect him three points.

When Wen Hua learned that the eldest son was summoned, he put down the things at hand and rushed over immediately and asked, "Young son, are you looking for me?"

Cao Ang sat in the main seat and looked at him for a long time. Wen Hua was almost sweating before saying, "How much money is left in the account in the mansion?"

Wen Hua replied: "Not much, it's only about 20,000 to 30,000."

Two or three thousand?

Cao Ang suddenly felt relieved.

The currency of the Han Dynasty was not gold and silver, but Wuzhu coins. The price of grain has soared to fifty coins per stone, two or three thousand coins, and only five or six hundred stones if it was exchanged for grain.

According to modern prices, five or six hundred stones of grain can only be sold for a few thousand yuan. Is there any use?

The Sikong Mansion is so poor that it is like this. No one believes it if he says it.

Cao Ang smiled bitterly and asked again: "Mr. Wen, how much land is there in our mansion?"

Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief and said with a request for credit: "In recent years, wars have continued, and most of the land has become ownerless. Although the Chen family and Xun family have a large amount of land, they have no one to cultivate because the people have fled, and a lot of land has been abandoned."

"In view of this, the lord moved the capital to Xu County last year and issued a military farm order to recruit refugees and distribute land. However, Xu County was harmed by the Yellow Turbans that year, too much wasted land, and too few refugees were held, so there were no more than enough. The remaining land villains accepted them as planned. After careful calculation, there were at least 50,000 hectares."

Cao Ang knew about this incident, which was called "The Promise of Military Farming in History, and obtained a million hu of grain in just one year, which greatly alleviated the pressure on Cao's army's military rations.

Fortunately, it's not so poor that I'm so poor that I'm selling blood.

He asked tentatively, "Can these lands be sold?"

"Uh..." Wen Hua's smile froze.

The eldest son actually wanted to sell land. This was something that only prodigal sons and dilapidated people did. If they really sold it, not only would the Cao family be stung, but the eldest son's future would be over.

He was only called a filial and honest man last year.

Besides, the Cao family is at its peak now, and it has never fallen to the point of selling land, right?

"Young Master, the land cannot be sold. The lord is still counting on a good harvest next year to fill the emptiness of military rations!"
Chapter completed!