What Jia Liu wanted to solve was the poverty of this era, which was easier, so he told the old rich man that the Beggar Gang had three main tasks in the future.

The first task is to organize young and strong beggars who are willing to support themselves with their own hands to come out of the customs and develop the fertile farmland outside the customs on a large scale.

This would allow landless beggars to have their own permanent property, create tax revenue for the court, and make Guanwai another stable granary for the Qing Dynasty. At the same time, it would also allow the Han people to return to their homeland that had been lost for more than a hundred years and consolidate the

national defense.

It’s the same as when Shanhaiguan was secretly released to landless Han people in the Yongping area to seek life.

"The ancestral system prohibits Han people from leaving the customs,"

The old rich man said this subconsciously, then suddenly thought of something and said nothing.

Because the foundation of this ancestral system is the Eight Banners.

Are there still Eight Banners now?

The Eight Banners officers and soldiers who are capable of fighting, bloody and loyal are all floating behind Guiziliu.

Otherwise, how many tens of thousands of Anguo troops could surrender without firing a shot?

How could Ji Xiaolan, that bastard, engage in collusion in Beijing without restraint and catch him and Uncle Se off guard?

Let the Han people come out of the customs, anyway, the Qing Dynasty does not belong to Zhang Jia, the rich man.

If you have to be honest, it is indeed a bit unscrupulous to say that the fertile fields outside the customs are empty and grass grows there.

Accommodating millions of people will not be a problem.

Jia Liu pointed out that the second task of the Beggar Gang is to transport industrial workers to Tianjin’s industrial parks and the industrial chains that will surely flourish everywhere.

"My brother has also read my diary and knows that I have been engaged in industry and overseas trade in Zhili. Now I have some foundations. This year I may officially start trade with Western countries. As long as we start the industry, we will definitely make great strides.

Maybe in three to five years we will have a small train in the Qing Dynasty, and there will be electricity in the Forbidden City... If you want to see me, you may not have to come in person, just call me and say hello..."

The things Jia Liu described were all written in his diary, and they are all achievable in recent years, because foreigners have already figured out the hardware foundation of many things, and the software aspect is the direction of development, the principles of physics and chemistry, and other theoretical things.

After all, he has received a higher education. If nothing else, he can give some advice on lights and telephones.

Once this behemoth of industry takes off, it will inevitably require tens of millions of industrial workers.

If he doesn't want to follow the path of the old English sheep and cannibalize people, Jia Liu must first make use of the "idle population" in the country.

Beggars and refugees are this idle population.

When industrialization reaches a large scale and forms a general trend, and can provide stable financial resources for the country, it can feed back agriculture.

With an industrial population of tens of millions, China can once again defeat the great powers.

Of course, all these require Jia Liu to slowly explore and adjust in the process of pushing the country forward, and require the cooperation of several departments to formulate policies, which cannot be done by him alone.

He can only formulate a direction and ask everyone to march in this direction.

If they don't follow him, let them go.

The third task is to organize beggars to participate in civil projects in various places.

This area also requires a huge population.

But Jia Liu didn't want this to affect the current agricultural system. After all, expropriating people on a large scale to build roads and bridges was never a good policy, and it could easily cause several problems.

Therefore, it is also necessary to use the idle population.

"As long as eldest brother can complete two or even one of these three tasks, it will be of great benefit to the future and benefit the present. When the time comes to return to the court, I will not hesitate to give him a reward from the prince!"

Jia Liu drew pie again.

The old rich man was thoughtful, and then he muttered: "Why do I feel that the emperor wants me to be a trafficker?"

Jia Liu waved his hand: "Don't say that. The imperial court distributes money, and you, the joint president, also receive commissions."

"You should have said it earlier."

The old rich man is no longer so resistant.

Because if he follows Guiziliu's request, he seems to have a lot of money to make.

Jia Liu struck while the iron was hot and gave the old rich a bargaining chip that he couldn't refuse.

It means that he, the leader of the gang, can organize members to go out to sea to participate in maritime trade while doing his job well, and he, the emperor, can privately sponsor their ships.

It doesn’t matter what kind of business it is, just do whatever brings in the most money.

The old rich man snorted slightly: "What's so good about doing business? I might as well rob it."

When he looked up again, he found that the wise brother of the Sixth Son across from him was looking at him with an expression that said, "You have finally understood."

"Brother, sooner or later you will thank my eight generations of ancestors! Really, as long as you open your mind and do it boldly, in the future you will be Zhangjia Feiler, Dupont Fullerton, Morgan Lao Fu, California Consortium, and the Gunshots of Texas

O Elector, my old brother!"

The more Jia Liu talked, the more excited he became. He spat the old rich man in the face, and then slapped the old rich man hard on the shoulder: "Do it well, or I will choose you as the next emperor!"

"..."

The old rich man opened his mouth wide when he said this, and he breathed out in anger for a long time: "I believe you are a ghost!"

Jia Liu laughed dryly there.

The old man took the iron sign and looked at it repeatedly, and finally asked: "Do I have no choice?"

"Theoretically, if you don't become the gang leader, I will buy you a ticket and you can pack your things and go to Ninggu Pagoda."
Chapter completed!