[Walling all over the floor asking for monthly tickets, for the sake of the fourth watch]
"Old man, how much money did you win last night?"
Wu Zhao said something about the old man, and the general's coachman was almost startled and drove the carriage into the ditch.
I'm afraid that from the time Li Yuan was born to now, no one in the world dares to call him an old man.
But who would have thought, Li Yuan laughed loudly: "These guys are too timid and don't know where to get the news. Yuan Xing lost thousands of coins, and they only dared to beat them for ten coins. But they still won."
How many coins did Shao not lose, but how many coins did he win?"
Shao!
People in the Tang Dynasty sometimes addressed people by their first names and not by their surnames. Shao should be Li Shao, Li Daozong's father.
Li Yuanxing got closer to Li Yuan: "Is this Shao reliable?"
Li Yuan raised his hand and was about to slap Li Yuanxing hard on the head, but stopped halfway. Li Yuan's face changed and he asked in a low voice: "How big is the problem?"
"It's not big." Li Yuanxing replied calmly.
"How big is it if it's not big?" Li Yuan asked again.
Wu Zhao couldn't listen anymore and interrupted: "Isn't it just a little salt? Old man, listen to me, it's just a matter of millions of rock salt a year. Anyone who does this must dare to kill people. Who dares to steal snow salt?"
The method of making it is to kill, kill his whole family.”
"What is snow salt?" Li Yuan narrowed his eyes. He was also an emperor. Millions of rock salt could not scare him. Even if Chang'an could not use millions of rock salt in ten years, it would not scare him.
Go to him. Because this is what Li Yuanxing did, killing his whole family is nothing. It doesn't matter if he kills his relatives and his whole family too.
"Snow salt is as white as snow and as fine as flour."
After Wu Zhao finished explaining, Li Yuan looked at Li Yuanxing again: "Damn boy, is this the kind of salt you eat?"
Li Yuanxing didn't know how to answer. Li Yuan was his father in name only. It would be a big mistake not to show filial piety when he had good things. But even if he didn't say he had it, Li Yuan had to believe it.
"Ouch..." Li Yuan covered his chest: "It hurts!"
"Okay, I'm afraid of you. I don't care about the salt. I'll give you something fun as a gift for dad." Li Yuanxing said helplessly.
Li Yuan smoothed his chest and exhaled a long breath: "I'm finally feeling better. I almost lost my breath."
Li Yuanxing laughed a few times: "Dad, please listen to my advice. This is a good word. You eat too much meat and drink too much wine. In a few days, Sun Laodao will come back and ask him to give you a health regimen. You
Live a few more years and punish some people for a few more years. For example, you can punish me when you have time!"
"Good words! I heard it, you are saying good things." Li Yuan laughed and said: "I just said such good things to you, I will give you 10% of the profit from the snow and salt, give 20% to your brother, and keep 10% for me. 30% will be handed over to the treasury.
Let them eat some meat for the last 30%!”
Li Yuanxing added: "If this secret recipe is stolen, the snow salt will be worthless!"
"Kill his whole family!" Li Yuan sneered, his tone full of murderous intent.
While chatting, the carriage arrived at Fangshi.
As a result, there was no way for the carriage to approach. The road was crowded with people, and there was a long queue of thousands of people. Hundreds of sweaty warriors were directing, and they used sticks to beat idlers who dared to jump in line.
At the same time, they shouted loudly, but because of the distance, they couldn't hear what these Wu Hou were shouting.
There were several school captains commanding the side, and there was a shed on the street with a large bucket and a large bowl of water. There was also a middle-aged man wearing an eighth-grade school captain uniform, fanning himself and drinking heavily.
He got wet. From time to time he stood up and pointed in the distance and cursed a few words, then sat down again and explained to the people next to him.
Apart from these warriors, the most active people on the street are various vendors.
There were cake sellers, fruit sellers, and soup sellers. Dozens of people were walking up and down the street carrying burdens, shouting.
"Go and ask!" Li Yuan instructed.
One of the two guards dressed as servants left the carriage and strode up to the eighth-grade captain.
"What's the matter?" the captain yelled.
The servant dressed as a guard touched the right side of his waist. Only one corner of the waistband was exposed and he immediately blocked it. Then he showed the left waistband. This is a waistband of Deputy Lieutenant Zuo Qianniu Wei Zhenwu, from the sixth rank.
But he only showed one corner, but what he didn't take out was the waist badge of the Forbidden Palace Guards.
Although Qian Niuwei is responsible for the guards of the Forbidden Palace, a separate waist badge is still required to enter and exit the Forbidden Palace. This is a very powerful waist badge among lower-level military officers.
But this place is just a small one from the eighth rank, so there is no need to reveal the identity of the forbidden army.
The eighth-grade captain clasped his fists. Since the other party did not ask him in a formal capacity, he treated him as an acquaintance and said, "If you have anything to do, I'll tell you whatever you can!"
"I'm just curious, what's going on here?"
"After the autumn harvest, winter wheat must be planted in winter. The first three shops in the market are all shops owned by the Prince of Qin. I just know that the shop owner is also a member of the army, and everyone calls him an old wolf. There are only a few goods in the shop, one of which is a gift from heaven.
It’s a divine plow, but it’s out of stock in the store, so they’re just writing it down here!”
The Imperial Guard dressed as a servant asked for details and then went back to report to Li Yuan.
After hearing this, Li Yuan got off the carriage himself, came to the captain, offered a bunch of copper coins as a reward, and then asked: "Did you just say that there is no goods here?"
"This old man, the place in the city is too small. He used to bring it into the city to sell it, but now he pays in the city and picks up the goods from the warehouse outside the city. There is a village one mile south of the city. The money is collected here, and then
Use a numbered piece of code, and every half hour, the city will send the records to the outside of the city, and you can just pick them up at that time."
After hearing this, Li Yuan looked back at Li Yuanxing, which meant that business was good.
Li Yuan asked again: "How many people are there every day and how much goods are there?"
"I don't know how much goods are shipped every day, but there are tens of thousands of people here every day. Many merchants have ordered hundreds of them, ready to be shipped to nearby states and counties. I also saw merchants from Sichuan and Hebei coming to buy the drawings and go
Tianzhiyuan has paid the Tianzhi tax and plans to go back and build it on its own."
Li Yuan returned to the carriage and smiled cheerfully at Li Yuanxing: "How about using this business to offset your debt?"
"Dad, are you poor?" Li Yuanxing smiled and gestured to turn around. "Go to Mingdemen!"
"Not poor, just happy to watch!" Li Yuan said cheerfully.
Li Yuanxing nodded: "Okay, if you can even forgive my brother's debt, that's fine."
"The more I look at you, the closer I feel!" Li Yuan laughed. It was the first time he had seen this crazy scene today. Even during the Great Famine, there were not so many people waiting in line to open the grain store. What kind of plow?
As long as your family has land, you will definitely buy it.
And in Chang'an, although this plow is called the God-given plow, everyone knows that it is something from the Prince of Qin's Palace. The aristocratic families naturally give this little face and will not make and sell it. Small families dare not, and at most they can learn to make a few by themselves.
You can use it for your own use, and then pay the Tianzhi tax of more than ten yuan.
The only one that actually opened a store to sell plows was Prince Qin's Mansion.
Lao Lang, Lao Lang himself doesn't know that he is the owner of this store. He may not even know which way the store door opens.
Wu Zhao did not speak. She would definitely not drag Li Yuanxing back at this time. Making these plows required a huge number of craftsmen. After this season is over, the next busy farming season will come next spring.
Li Yuan can want this business, but he will not want the craftsmen of Qin Wangzhuang.
After Li Yuan's craftsmen learn how to make plows, Li Yuanxing's craftsmen will have other more important items to build next spring.
The carriage went around two streets and finally turned onto a road with fewer people. Several streets in Fangshi were crowded with people.
"Dad, have you seen it? This is all my fault. Just this small shop sells hundreds of poles a day, and even sells straw sandals and makes a fortune."
Li Yuan did not refute because he saw it with his own eyes.
When we arrived at Mingdemen, it was even more spectacular, with more than a thousand people.
There are tens of thousands of people outside Mingde Gate, surrounded by three floors inside and three outside. There are Yazi holding cards running back and forth. The person in charge of security inspection here is no longer Wuhou, but a sergeant from the Tang Dynasty.
There is a military camp just outside Mingde Gate, and the army sent a battalion of people to distribute around it.
"Ten people carry soil and thirty people dig ditches. This is the work of Hu Ji Weaving Factory. They pay five cents a day and take care of two meals!"
One Yazi stood on the stone and had just finished shouting. Another Yazi climbed onto the branch: "Zhao Ji's weaving workshop is six cents a day, and he is responsible for two meals. For carpentry work, a sixth-class craftsman is eight cents a day, and a fifth-class craftsman is twenty cents a day."
Before Yazi finished shouting, someone on the other side was already shouting: "Fifth-class craftsman, thirty coins a day!"
Li Yuanxing sat on the carriage and said to Li Yuan: "This is the benefit of the craftsman level. Craftsmen with grades will naturally have higher incomes. This craftsmanship will continue to improve. I wonder which craftsman does not want to become a first-class master craftsman?"
, that is the honor of the family, and a craftsman becomes a scholar."
"Does your village seem to have a great craftsman?" Li Yuan asked,
"Not many, there are four third-class master craftsmen." When Li Yuanxing said the third-class master craftsman, he was still full of regrets. He originally thought that there would be more than ten people, and there could also be one second-class craftsman. But who would have thought that after the evaluation by the Ministry of Works,
Among them, only three people were rated as third-class master craftsmen based on their craftsmanship, but one person got the third-class master craftsman level by improving Li Yuanxing's waterwheel again and giving extra points.
Li Yuancai didn't know much about things outside the palace. He heard that there were only four third-class master craftsmen, but he didn't take it seriously.
If a family member from an aristocratic family heard this, they would be scolded.
You must know that among the seven major families, the number of first-class master craftsmen is zero, and the total number of second-class craftsmen is only four. Among them, the Li family of Zhaojun, who is heavy on industry, has two, and the Cui family of Qinghe, who is heavy on agriculture, has none.
The highest level of Cui's craftsmen is only two third-class master craftsmen.
But the life of these two third-class master craftsmen in the Cui family of Qinghe rose to heaven overnight.
Although he is still a slave, his monthly income has risen from the original thirty cents to eight thousand cents, and five catties of meat, ten catties of polished rice, and ten catties of fine wine per month are untouchable. Moreover, Cui of Qinghe also promised
I promise you, as long as whoever can get the silver badge of the second-class craftsman in the next year's evaluation, the monthly payment will be doubled again! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)