They did not go far, arriving at a stretch of grassland ten li east of the Tun Fortress.
"Dad, what are we doing here?"
Yang Mingcheng looked around and asked in confusion.
This grassland was not small, roughly a hundred mu or so. Hills rose on all four sides, and a small river flowed through the middle. This small river was the Nameless Stream beneath the mountain at Linguan Fortress.
The grassland was fertile. Though it was already late autumn, patches of green were still hidden within it.
Yang Zhengshan raised his head and looked toward the hill to the north. There was a Fire Road Mound there, where a military household under a Squad Leader lived.
The fields around the Beacon Tower had all been opened up, but the grassland here had not been put to use.
When Yang Zhengshan had previously inspected the various Beacon Towers and Signal Fire Towers, he had thought this grassland was excellent. Now, looking at it again, he felt even more satisfied.
"Build a horse farm! What do you think of this place?" Yang Zhengshan said.
"A horse farm?" Yang Mingcheng was utterly astonished.
Yang Zhengshan nodded, pointed to an open space near the river, and said, "Look over there."
"That open space is very suitable for building stables. When the time comes, we'll fence off this whole area and build a dozen or so stables."
"Go to Pass City and find a few grooms Good At raising horses, then hire some long-term workers from the Beacon Tower over there!"
"In the first year, we'll only raise newly matured colts. Once we earn silver, we'll breed them ourselves and raise the foals ourselves!"
He had already made his plans. First, he would go to Pass City and buy some ordinary horses, then nurture