Everyone became interested again. There are many businesses in the world, but there are very few transactions that are stable and profitable. One of the merchants asked, "But I don't know what kind of business is the adults talking about?"

Huang Zongxi smiled slightly, "Salt and iron."

Everyone buzzed and suddenly burst into flames, even Yu Chenglong and Chen Mingxia were slightly surprised.

You should know that the official business of salt and iron has always been regulated. In the old Ming Dynasty, the income of salt tax alone basically accounted for more than half of the taxes of the Ming Dynasty. After Zhou Xian occupied Shandong, he even ordered the Shandong Governor's Yamen to directly manage Jiaozhou salt mines. By dismissing corrupt officials and expanding the scale of Jiaozhou salt mines, the annual income of photo-salt is millions of taels of silver.

The iron tax revenue is not that high, but it is a necessary material for building weapons. The government has always been strict. Especially at this moment, the world is in chaos, and even blacksmith shops are included in the control.

But at this moment, Huang Zongxi said that the government wanted to hand over these two, one to make high profits and the other to business as business.

The first thing they felt was not excitement, but disbelief, and a little fear.

"Yes, it's salt and iron."

Huang Zongxi emphasized again. He glanced at everyone and said aloud: "I didn't expect the Supervisor to do this, but every sentence that the Supervisor said was reasonable. It is not easy to mine salt mines, and it consumes a lot of capital. In addition, the salt tax bonus was finally in the hands of the people. Many people could not afford salt and did not dare to eat too much, which led to physical weakness. The reason why the Supervisor let go of this is to suppress the price of salt and turn this necessary thing into something that everyone can eat."

"In addition to making weapons, iron can also make ploughs, hoes, iron locks, etc. The Supervisor lets go of this to encourage you to make more convenient daily tools, the most important various agricultural tools, so that they can be more useful and convenient, so that they will become less difficult to make farmland. Letting go of these two items has nothing to do with money, but only to ordinary people. With sufficient salt, their bodies will not be weak. With more convenient tools, they can live better."

Yu Chenglong nodded gently, without saying anything.

Chen Mingxia exclaimed, "The commander is truly benevolent and righteous!"

Huang Zongxi looked at everyone and said, "The government will set up shops in various prefectures and counties, and sell salt at one fifth of the original price, and at the same time it can be sold to you one sixth of the original price. As for where you sell to and how much it is, you will decide. But within the nine governments controlled by our army, your selling price cannot be 20% higher than the price of the shop, otherwise you will lose the qualification to buy salt from the government forever."

"Now, most of the iron ore in Shandong is directly managed by the government, and the remaining small part is in a special situation. Those present, such as Zhanggui Meng, Zhanggui Diao, and several other shopkeepers, signed an agreement with the government at that time and obtained the mining rights for ten or even twenty years. All the iron ore mined before were purchased by the government, and then refined and made into weapons or other weapons. There will be no such restrictions in the future. The iron ore you mine can be sold directly to other shopkeepers. Of course, you can also buy it directly from the iron ore controlled by the government. As for the price, it will not be too late to settle at that time."

Seeing Huang Zongxi stop and look at them, one of them stood up and said, "Sir, if we buy this iron stone, what can we build and what can we not build! Are there any restrictions?"

Huang Zongxi smiled faintly and said, "Are there any restrictions? There are. First, no iron stones must be sold outside the Ninth Palace, especially to the enemy. Second, no weapons must be made unless the government allows them. I think everyone here can understand these two simple requirements!"

After talking for a while, Huang Zongxi was obviously a little tired and waved his hand and said, "Let's just stop here today! I have asked someone to set up a banquet. You guys will go to have a meal first and have a good rest tonight. If there is nothing else, you can go back. I will send someone to you. If there is still something I don't understand, you can ask them or come to me directly. At the same time, a few days later, a new newspaper will be published, called Trade Weekly, which mainly introduces various things related to trade. You can pay attention, and you may find any new business opportunities from it. The shopkeepers can also write articles by themselves, telling their views and ideas about trade, and then we will choose excellent publishing."

Looking at the people about to disperse, Yu Chenglong suddenly stood up and coughed softly. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to calm the surroundings in an instant. He glanced at everyone and said in a very calm tone: "Originally, the matter you discussed this time had nothing to do with me, and I shouldn't have come. But today I came, so there is something to do. And the reason why I waited until now is to take care of the overall situation that Quan Taichong was seeking."

When Yu Chenglong came, Huang Zongxi knew in his heart that he must have something to do. With his personality, being able to wait until this time to attack was a great face for himself.

Huang Zongxi held his fists and thanked him, and smiled faintly: "Beiming, just say anything, don't care about me anymore."

Yu Chenglong nodded slightly and continued, "I am from Yongning Prefecture, Shanxi, why did I live in Shandong? You should have heard of it. The Qing Dynasty entered the pass, but the government army could not resist, so all the places could only close the city gates to defend themselves. But the strong city was limited after all, and it could not accommodate everyone. The Manchus and the barbarians outside the pass, burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil after entering the pass. And they also wanted to move the Han people to Liaodong to serve as slaves, and I was one of them.

"If the General Zhou general had not sent troops, I might have been reclamating and farming in that bitter and cold place in Liaodong. You don't know exactly what the conditions in Liaodong are like, but you should have heard of it! There, if a scoop of water is poured out of winter, it can be frozen directly into an icicle. After walking outside for a while, my hands and feet can be frozen. The most embarrassing thing is that Manlu also asked us to shave our hair as slaves, and even our wives and daughters can be bullied at will. Do you want to live such a life? Do you want to be a slave of Manlu?"

Yu Chenglong glanced at everyone, his eyes full of anger, "I know you are businessmen, and you value profits better than everything, but you should always know what money should be made and what money should not be made! Do you leave a reputation for money for the sake of money for the past year, just like those Shanxi merchants? What you hate most is that for that little money, you will not only bring yourself as slaves, but also want to bring us all as slaves. Such people will not relieve your hatred if you kill them. Liu Qicai, Zhang Maiwen, do you think, right?"

Yu Chenglong scolded him loudly, his voice shocked the whole world.
Chapter completed!