The most arrogant in history

Chapter 665 The taste of home.

"You kid, the more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes."

Ye Kun kicked Wei Jinde and said, "Do you want to follow me in the future? You are my soldier, I will lead you again."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Of course I want to continue following Your Majesty!" Wei Jinde was overjoyed.

Following the emperor is much more enjoyable than breaking stones in the wilderness.

Ye Kun nodded: "Take care of the official business at the quarry, and then catch up on horseback. We walk slowly, so there's no need to rush."

Wei Jinde hurriedly clasped his fists and went back to arrange the handover.

Ye Kun led the team and continued forward.

Cao Xiong asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that there are hundreds of quarries across the country. Can we use up all the stone with such a large-scale quarrying?"

Ye Kun smiled and said, "Within a thousand years, the strongest building material will still be stone. We are building bridges and roads on a large scale, and building cities and villages on a large scale, so the demand for stone is endless.

The stones used to pave the road are also national wealth. Even if a road is abandoned, the stones can still be used elsewhere. Mining stones is like mining gold, silver, and copper. What you dig out is money.

Although there is cement now, the output is far from enough and the quality is not very good.

Even the high-tech cement of later generations cannot be guaranteed to last for more than a hundred years.

However, the pyramids in the West can exist for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The Zhaozhou Bridge has been standing for more than a thousand years and is as stable as an old dog.

That's the benefit of stone.

The walls are built with stones and glutinous rice juice and lime are used as adhesive, the quality is much higher than that of red brick and cement houses.

Therefore, Ye Kun requested that quarries be opened in places where conditions permit.

In the past, ordinary people had to save money to buy a stone roller, a stone millstone, or a stone mortar. In most cases, several families shared a set of stone farm tools.

In recent years, quarries have been vigorously developed. Except for the great plains, the price of stone tools has been falling again and again around the mountainous areas.

The Central Plains is a vast plain with few mountains, so the price of transporting stone tools is still not very cheap because there is a shipping cost involved.

Cao Xiong smiled and said, "Stone is a good thing, but it's too difficult to work with. It takes a lot of effort to mine it, and then you have to transport it. I think cement is better. The floor and walls made of it are as smooth as a mirror."

"Cement is a good thing, but you should not be superstitious about it. Because the lifespan of cement is only 50 years, which is far less than that of stone."

"So, those houses built with cement and red bricks will be no longer usable in fifty years?"

"If there is a protective layer on the interior and exterior walls of the house, it can last a hundred years."

"I'm scared to death. I have several houses at home that are built with cement and red bricks."

"You guys, did you embezzle cement? As far as I remember, we don't produce much cement, and we don't sell it to the public."

Ye Kun is very sensitive.

Cao Xiong chuckled and said, "Principal, I didn't embezzle that money. It was the cement left over from the construction. I bought it. The technician told me that the cement must be used up as soon as possible, otherwise it will become ineffective."

Ye Kun nodded and let Cao Xiong go.

Cross Phoenix Mountain and enter the eastern valley of Hanzhong.

While camping outdoors at night, Xie Baochan said excitedly: "Your Majesty, I can already smell the scent of my hometown."

To the south of Hanzhong is Yizhou.

So Xie Baochan was excited.

Ye Kun smiled and said, "What does my hometown taste like?"

Xie Baochan smiled and said, "The taste of my hometown is very sweet. There is the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of grains..."

Ye Kun laughed: "It is May now, the flowers are in full bloom, and the wheat is ripe. Of course there is the fragrance of flowers and grains."

Xie Baochan rolled his eyes: "But when I was in Zhuo County, I couldn't smell such a fragrance."

"Yes, our Zhuo County is a commercial metropolis, and it only smells like money."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "Also, Zhuo County is the headquarters of the country's officials. It is filled with a corrupt bureaucratic atmosphere and a flattering smell. It can't be compared with the countryside."

Xie Baochan smiled and said, "In this case, Your Majesty should move the capital to Yizhou."

"No, once the capital is moved here, it will pollute the flavor of your hometown."

Ye Kun chuckled and said, "Let's preserve the fresh fragrance forever for Concubine Bao's hometown."

Moving the capital is a big deal, how can we make a decision based on a joke?

Besides, for Chengdu, establishing its capital here may not necessarily be a good thing.

Staying away from the capital, you can stay away from disputes and live a peaceful life.

From ancient times to the present, the life of Chengdu people has been comfortable, warm and relaxed. This is because of the closed terrain and the place is far away from war.

For ordinary people, it is better to fish in Chengdu than to fight for supremacy in the Central Plains!

In Hanzhong area, the rush to harvest spring wheat and rapeseed has ended, and the fields are being plowed and rice seedlings are being planted.

Ye Kun slipped out of the team and went to inspect the fields with Cao Xiong, Wei Jinde and several guards.

A barefoot man in short clothes, wearing a straw hat and carrying a shovel was directing production in the fields.

Seeing Ye Kun and the others, the man glared and asked, "What are you doing? Do you have ID cards? Are you roaming bandits, coming here to scout the area?"

Am I a bandit?

Ye Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he said with a folded hand: "Fellow countryman, we are on our way, passing by here, and seeing the beautiful scenery, we just want to take a look."

"Let me see your ID card."

The man was very rude: "I am the village chief here, responsible for the security of the countryside, and I have the right to question outsiders."

As he was talking, a few more farmers came over to watch.

Wei Jinde, Cao Xiong, Cheng Yulong, Huang Jingzu and others were about to explode.

Ye Kun waved his hand and took out his ID card.

The identity cards of the Han Empire are now uniformly produced, made of hard black bamboo that has been treated for corrosion.

The ID card is slightly larger than a cigarette box and has engraving on both sides.

Name, gender, hometown, place of work, date of birth, number, are all clear, and there are even records of household registration moves in and out.

Ye Kun was the emperor, but he also had an ID card and was the first ID card holder in the Han Empire.

The number ranks first in Zhuo County.

The village chief took the ID card, glanced at it, and said nonchalantly: "Ye Kun? Your name is Ye Kun?"

"Yes, my name is Ye Kun."

"You live in the palace...ah, you are the emperor!"

The village chief continued to read the words and finally woke up in shock. He screamed in fright and took several steps back!

Cao Xiong couldn't help but glared and shouted, "How dare you call the emperor by his name and even check his ID card!"

"Your Majesty, are you really the Emperor?"

The village chief was so frightened that he fell down on the muddy ridge, sweating profusely: "Your Majesty, I don't know, I really don't know..."

The few villagers who were watching were so scared that they knelt on the ground, not daring to look up.

"Ignorance is not a crime. Village chief, please stand up. Everyone, please stand up. We are abolishing the kneeling ceremony."

Ye Kun suppressed his laughter, stopped Cao Xiong and the others, and said with a smile: "The village chief did nothing wrong, he was just carrying out his duties. For such a responsible village chief, we should praise him instead of criticizing him."

Cheng Yulong stepped forward and helped the village chief up: "Don't be afraid, the emperor is not angry."

The village chief calmed down and returned the ID card.

Several other villagers also stood up, not daring to speak or walk.

The village chief was covered in mud, standing there at a loss, looking both funny and pitiful.

Ye Kun suppressed his laughter and waved his hand:

"Village chief, fellow villagers, the emperor is not a tiger and does not eat people, so don't be afraid. How about this, let's find a clean ridge and sit down to chat, okay?"