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088 The Soldier Encountered Bai Juren

The old saying goes, a scholar meets a soldier and cannot explain it clearly!
In the tent of the central army, Bai Minghe, a county magistrate of the Juren, wore the most popular sheepskin jacket in Guanzhong, and his feet were wearing the thick-soled cloud-shaped boots that the most popular in the capital. He hung a jade ring from the palace on his waist and a varnished bamboo flute in his hand. He walked to the chief position in all directions.
"You have the ambition to sit down at this seat and ask me about my steel knife!" A long sword that was unsheathed stood in front of Bai Minghe.
The bright blade body shone with a prickly cold light.
"Good knife!" Bai Minghe tried the blade with his hands, and sat in the middle of the first place.
There were eight people present at the fourth rank alone. You, Bai Minghe, a seventh rank sesame official, really had the courage to sit in the chief. At this moment, a few young households were about to rush up, but were blocked by an experienced general.
The white-famous crane knocked the knife twice with a bamboo flute.
"There are 5,600 soldiers on the Chaozhou Guard, and there are 7,200 people. Among them, there are more than 2,700 soldiers over 40 years old and under 50 years old. There are 23,157 military households and 55,000 acres of land. The average monthly income is 173 cents!"
Before Bai Minghe could finish speaking, the general slapped the table.
Most of his Chaozhou Wei's foundation was touched by the white-famous crane.
"Don't quarrel!" The one who stood up was the commander of Guangzhou's avant-garde, a general with a fame and honor in Jinshi. His surname was Liu, Liu Mingxuan! He was a real Confucian general and the person who Yang Neng asked to come out to defend the market this time.
"Chaozhou Wei Money and Grain Assistant." After Liu Mingxuan shouted, one of them stood up: "Sir, Lord Bai of Hepu is accurate in calculating. Last year, the average income from the money and grain was divided by the number of people, which means 173 cents per person per month."
"I touched my Chaozhou Guard's foundation, can I use a ball?" Chaozhou Guard commander cursed.
Baiminghe placed the knife flat on the table: "Then let me say something else, Baiminghe asked the people like you to have a monthly income of three or four. You point the knife at me Baiminghe, and you don't need me Baiminghe to hide, you..." Baiminghe originally wanted to say that your subordinates would probably put you down.
I dare not say this, it is definitely a hatred.
Bai Minghe changed his words: "You are afraid you will not be willing to cut me with a knife."
"If you really do it, if you take the knife, someone will chop me behind you." The Chaozhou commander was straightforward, and everyone in the tent laughed out loud.
Bai Minghe's expression became serious: "There are two reasons why salt is a huge profit. The first is that the output of salt is limited, which is not enough for the entire Ming Dynasty to eat. This is the shortage of supply. The second reason is that salt is the official one. If you want to sell salt, you need to have official documents, otherwise you will be beheaded. Private salt will play with heartbeat!"
What does supply mean and what does heartbeat mean? These generals don’t understand, even Liu Mingxuan is the same.
"I, Baiminghe, have a business. I do it myself. In the first year, I have a profit of at least two or three thousand taels. But soon, in the second and third year, I am afraid I don't want to do it anymore, because the profit is too little."
"Why?" Liu Mingxuan asked on behalf of the generals.
"Because there are too many people, and there is no secret."
In some industries, if there are more people, they will naturally benefit less.
"However, if you cooperate with me, Baiminghe, our profit can reach a hundred times or hundreds of times. The reason is very simple, and this business will become our only one. The benefit of the only one is not to exploit the poor, but to the market of the planned economy. We can monopolize the raw materials!"
After Bai Minghe said that, he pointed to the cup in front of him.
When he saw Bai Minghe pointed to the cup, several officers of fifth and sixth ranks immediately came over and poured the tea for Bai Minghe.
Who wants to eat steamed buns every day? Who doesn’t like the delicacies of mountains and rivers? These brothers who have lived and died through life and death have meat to eat every day, which is also the responsibility of being a general.
The military in the early Ming Dynasty was not as rotten as a piece of rotten wood as before in the last year.
At this time, the garrison had already declined slightly, but that was the case. It was not as good as the gorgeous mahogany, but it was not much worse than the pine wood. The garrison still had strong combat power.
"I, Baiminghe, want to limit the environment of the workshop, limit the rules of craftsmen's work, restrict the use of materials, etc. It is just for one reason, that is, the things made by Baiminghe are all fine products. Take the knife for example..." Baiminghe picked up the knife again.
"The first batch is good knives, and the military used them. But the knives became worse and worse later. I wonder what the generals think."
The white-famous crane had a slight smile on his face.
"Cut him!" The attitudes of many generals were consistent.
Bai Minghe clasped his fists: "Dear seniors, I am afraid that if I am a senior, I am not considered the biggest among all seniors in terms of age. Speaking of official positions, I am a small seventh-rank official in your eyes. I used some means to arouse you all, but I am a real loyalty and righteous person!"
Nothing to say in Bai Minghe is surprising.
But the only word "loyalty and righteousness" makes all the generals a little confused.
After a long bow, the Baiming He stood up straight: "Before I left the capital, I told the Duke that I wanted to give Yu Gong a million stones of rice every year. I think of the soldiers who guarded the north of the Ming Dynasty, they were suffering. They guarded the national gates and protected the land and family. Only then can I live and work in the Bai family in Guanzhong, and the people of the Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment."
"White-known crane, do you know what a million stone of rice represents?" Liu Mingxuan's tone also changed.
It's not strict or kind, but it's a serious coldness.
"I know, in the Ming Dynasty, it is worth 500,000 taels of silver. I dare not say that I can be sure of this in any place in the Ming Dynasty. But in Guangdong, with your support, I, Bai Minghe, use this as a guarantee for one million stones of rice!" Bai Minghe said that, and put the steel knife directly on his neck.
Liu Mingxuan pressed the handle of the knife and said, "Sit down and talk in detail!"
The negotiations officially began at this time. An eighteen civil servant dared to put a knife on his neck and use his head on his neck as a guarantee. This momentum was recognized by the generals. With this kind of heroism, it is also worth listening to the specific ideas and plans of Bai Minghe.
"Let me talk about the menstrual scarf this woman uses..." Bai Minghe took out his own sample.
All the men present were men. When they saw this thing, they couldn't help but turn red. Leizhou, which was murderous intent. The two commanders of Chaozhou guards all turned red. In ancient times, such things were more embarrassing than holding a woman's little shirt in her hands.
"The best way to earn money for women. In other words, that man doesn't love his woman." Bai Minghe made a summary after introducing the menstrual scarf.
"Let me do this business, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!" Lei Jingtian cursed.
"It's not that you can command Lei, but Mrs. Lei can come forward. There are definitely not a few women idle in each ward. First, choose literate people to come to Hepu for training, and at the same time choose places to build workshops in each ward. The job of men in the ward is to collect three things from each fishing village."
After hearing what Bai Minghe said, Liu Mingxuan personally picked up the pen: "You said, I will write it down."
"The first is a sponge. But this sponge has requirements. I have conducted some experiments. Not all sponges in the sea are suitable for use. For specific varieties, I will send the manager here to each village. Within a month, each village can distinguish the difference between sponges." Bai Minghe said, Liu Mingxuan recorded.
The first principle of the sponge that Baiminghe wants is big.
The sponge is only a few centimeters shorter, and the size is about two meters, almost more than forty kilograms.
The second one is that after doing it, it is relatively soft. If it is too hard, it is really hard and not easy to use. At least it cannot be placed in a menstrual towel.
"Monopolized..., monopoly means prohibition. We monopolize the raw materials of sponge. It does not mean that there is no way to make them along the coasts of various places. It is just that the profits of Guangdong Province are enough to be kept in our hands. Then within three years, the business of the two capitals will definitely be our only one."
"The sea trade is a ban! You can go to Nanyang secretly, but if you want to go to the two capitals, it's a problem!"
"Using the name of giving tributes, because my tribute must live in water. It is better to hang the tributes in the water outside the boat by raising sea water than to hang them in the water outside the boat, so this excuse can be used."
After hearing what Bai Minghe said, several generals discussed it and thought it was feasible.
The sea ban is not the kind of procedure that even a piece of wooden board cannot be put into the water, otherwise there would be no such organization as a navy. As long as the reason is appropriate, there will be no problem with transporting tributes. In addition to tributes, the military rations mentioned by Bai Minghe can also be transported by sea.
The canal ship is too small, so this reason is enough.
It is also reasonable to bring one-third of the ship's cargo when transporting grain.
"Okay, Minghe, let's talk about it, what's the second thing you want?" Liu Mingxuan continued to ask.
"The second thing is seaweed. As long as the belt is like a belt, it must be long enough and thick enough. It costs as much as it can be. I have two uses. One is to grind it into powder and sell it inland. This powder can be sold as seasonings. The soup is delicious. As long as the price is low enough, it is definitely affordable for people to give it to a pound of one penny."
After Bai Minghe finished speaking, he immediately said that he would make soup for everyone to try at noon.
"The second use is that if you eat this kind of powder, you will not have big neck disease. There will definitely not be big neck disease, especially inland, which is a very troublesome disease."
"This business can be done, just to sell grain. If the amount is large, it is beneficial." Liu Mingxuan thought to himself that this year will probably not be less than 100,000 taels of profit. It is a good deed to allow the people in the fishing village to earn more.
Chapter completed!
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