"This is the first batch of silver coins." Fei Chun held out a box and said.
Zhao Han smiled and said: "Sit down."
Fei Chun and Song Yingxing sat down respectively.
This silver dollar is very beautiful and exquisite. It must have been specially selected by the two of them.
The word "One Circle" is printed vertically on the front, surrounded by the words "The Eleventh Year of Chongzhen", "Made in Jiangxi" and other words. The main pattern on the back is a cross between ears of rice and wheat, with the words "Great Harmony under Heaven".
Zhao Han was very satisfied: "These rice ears and wheat ears have detailed and complex patterns. Are they used to prevent forgery?"
"It is indeed used to prevent counterfeiting," Song Yingxing nodded and said, "The circle of dots around it is also used to prevent counterfeiting."
Zhao Han asked again: "Water pressure?"
Song Yingxing explained: "It is rolled using water-tight rollers."
This is not technically difficult. During the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, Habsburg Austria was already using roller coin rolling technology.
Fifty years ago, Spain used water-powered rollers to roll coins, and the mint was located on the Spanish mainland.
In the past two or three decades, Mexican mints have also begun to adopt this technology.
Zhao Han's original request to Song Yingxing was that the coins must be minted by water. If the coins were minted by water, stamping would be more troublesome, but roller rolling would be very simple.
Zhao Han played with the silver dollar and asked, "Is this the one in the best condition? What about the one in bad condition?"
Song Yingxing took out two more silver coins and said, "Those in bad condition generally fall into these two situations."
Zhao Han took it and took a look. One was severely bent and the pattern on the other was misaligned.
Song Yingxing explained: "Roller rolling will inevitably bend and deform, and it must be hammered manually before it can be shipped out of the factory. Also, the roller template may sometimes be misaligned, causing the silver dollar pattern to be misaligned."
Zhao Han ordered: "If the pattern is misplaced, melt it down and remake it."
Spain’s eight-rial silver dollar, with its curved faces and misaligned patterns, is still being circulated.
"How much silver does it contain?" Zhao Han asked.
Song Yingxing said: "A silver dollar is one tael, containing eight coins and eight coins, and the auxiliary material is white copper."
White copper is a copper-nickel alloy, and this silver dollar contains 88% silver.
As for the Spanish silver dollar, the silver content is about 90%...
The 2% difference in silver content results in the Datong silver dollar having a higher hardness. The surface of the coin is not bent so severely during rolling, and it is not so easily damaged and deformed in long-term circulation.
In addition, the Datong silver dollar is one tael and the standard weight is 37.3 grams. The Spanish silver dollar is less than one tael and the standard weight is 27.07 grams.
For circulation and use in China, the Datong silver dollar is definitely more convenient and can directly correspond to one tael of silver.
Zhao Han said: "The mint, coin rolling mill, and bill making factory (military stamps, official stamps) will be separated from the Department of Public Works and the Department of Finance in the future. A separate mint will be established under the direct control of the General Military Mansion, and will be managed by the Department of Public Works and the Finance Department.
Secretary and Assistant Manager.”
"yes!"
Fei Chun and Song Yingxing handed over.
Fei Chun said: "Before the harvest from this winter to next summer, grain dealers must be controlled and grain shipments must be prohibited. Please mobilize a few naval warships to cooperate with the inspection."
"Okay." Zhao Han agreed immediately.
The main reason is that within one year, two more provinces have been added to the territory, resulting in a serious shortage of food in Jiangxi. If there is no control, food prices will inevitably rise sharply next spring.
Don't look at the fact that at the beginning of the year, there were only 16,000 regular soldiers.
However, troops were sent to two provinces at the same time, and the number of peasants, soldiers and grain transporters participating in the war amounted to more than 60,000.
Using ancient calculation methods, Zhao Han will send 80,000 troops this year!
If you brag a little more, you can announce to the outside world that you will send 200,000 troops.
In the later period, too many cities were occupied, and another 6,000 peasants and soldiers were deployed to defend the newly occupied cities. It took more than half a year for the public security in these cities to stabilize and the government officials and police officers to be properly organized before the peasants and soldiers defending the cities in various places could be withdrawn.
Walk.
These peasants and soldiers defending the city also consume food!
In addition, a large number of officials, missionaries, and backbones of farmers' associations will be dispatched, and immigration and disaster relief will follow.
Jiangxi, Hunan, and Guangdong all have little surplus food.
If it were not for the large-scale issuance of military coupons, Zhao Han would not even be able to pay the soldiers. He was not a Manchu, so he would run to grab food when he did not have enough. After Zhao Han conquered the territory, not only could he not grab food, he would also have to use his own food to provide disaster relief.
Therefore, Zhao Han only dared to increase his army to 23,000 this time.
We have to wait until next summer's harvest and have enough food to expand the army by another 5,000 people.
Twenty-eight thousand soldiers are enough to pacify the south!
With these soldiers as the skeleton, an army of 300,000 can be drawn out at any time.
After handling official duties, Zhao Han returned to the inner house.
"Kick-clack-cluck!"
It wasn't anyone who was laughing, but the hen's cry.
Pan Qimei and Fei Rulan still live in the same courtyard, where they can communicate with each other and help Pan Qimei learn Chinese as soon as possible.
It's just that there is another empty courtyard that was opened up by Pan Qimei to raise chickens...
I bought a rooster, six hens, and a bunch of chicks.
Pan Qimei was afraid that the smell of chicken manure would stink to others, so she cleaned it diligently every day. Moreover, the chicken manure was not wasted and was sold to the maid at a low price. The maid took it home and hoarded it, and then resold it to farmers in the countryside.
Regarding this, both Zhao Han and Fei Rulan were dumbfounded.
"Wow wow wow wow..."
Suddenly there was a burst of crying. Zhao Han walked into the chicken yard looking for the sound, only to see Gun'er with his neck raised and howling.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Han asked.
Fei Rulan sighed and said: "Guan'er trampled a chicken to death, and no one scolded him. He just cried."
Zhao Han stroked his son's head and comforted him softly: "Be good, don't cry, don't cry."
Gun'er pointed behind him, sobbing so hard that he couldn't speak coherently: "Dad...Dad, the chicken...isn't...moving anymore. I stepped on it...and broke it."
"Then should you be more careful and not step on chickens in the future?" Zhao Han asked.
"Yeah." Zhang'er wiped away tears and nodded.
Zhao Han smiled and said: "That's right. You are not afraid of making mistakes, but you must correct them if you make them. Remember?"
Zhang'er didn't understand, so he just nodded.
Pan Qimei had already put away the chicken's body, fearing that the child would continue to cry after seeing it.
In fact, raising chickens is quite interesting. At least Zhu'er likes it very much and comes to feed the chickens every day. Fei Rulan occasionally comes with her, and she has become familiar with these chickens. The mother and son are simply raising pets.
A child's sadness goes as quickly as it comes.
It didn't take long for Zhang'er to laugh happily, feed the chickens with rice bran mixed by Pan Qimei, and squat there to watch the chickens eating.
Towards evening, the little sister came back, with Zheng Senpidianpian following behind.
Zheng Zhilong inquired and found out that Zhao Han had an unmarried sister. He threw his son over and specifically warned his son that he could have more contact with Zhao Han's sister.
It's self-evident what he has in mind.
Zheng Sen didn't take this matter to heart, but he was inexplicably attracted to Zhao Zhenfang.
Because Zhao Zhenfang is lively and generous, she is not only familiar with Tang poetry and Song lyrics, she has also finished studying the "Four Books", and she can also learn Western mathematics. Zhao Zhenfang is different from the girls Zheng Sen has come into contact with. She has a kind of self-confidence, and a cheerful and free spirit. This is inspired by
Zhao Han's influence.
Anyway, Zheng Sen was fascinated and followed Zhao Zhenfang whenever he could.
Zheng Sen is fifteen years old and Zhao Zhenfang is sixteen, like a younger brother following an older sister.
In order to have a common topic, Zheng Sen not only talked about the Four Books and poetry, but also took the initiative to study mathematics with Zhao Zhenfang.
"Oh, why haven't you learned it yet? I've taught you this kind of problem several times. You can solve it by applying formulas." Zhao Zhenfang scolded.
Zheng Sen giggled and said, "I'm stupid."
In fact, he had already known how to do it, pretending to be dumbfounded, just to see Zhao Zhenfang scolding others.
Every frown and every smile made Zheng Sen feel good-looking.
Zheng Sen is thick-skinned and has been hanging around, obviously wanting to make a living here.
Even during meal time, Zheng Sen's eyes were secretly on Zhao Zhenfang.
The more Zhao Han looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He wanted to focus on cultivating Mr. Guo. How could this be a little off track?
Zhao Zhenfang is a smart girl and has noticed something strange a long time ago. Today while eating at home, Zheng Sen actually peeked like this. She immediately blushed with embarrassment, fearing that her brother and sister-in-law would find out.
When Zhao Han wasn't paying attention, Zhao Zhenfang glared at Zheng Sen.
Zheng Sen was stared at with joy, his coquettish look and smoldering face immediately made Zheng Sen fascinated.
What the hell is this?
On the contrary, Zhao Zhenfang did not dare to stare anymore, and kept her head buried in the food. She was so confused now.
What Zhao Zhenfang likes is Xiao Shixuan. Although he is as cold as a piece of wood, he is particularly charming when studying mathematics. As for Zheng Sen, Zhao Zhenfang only regards him as his little brother, but this brother's unabashed pursuit makes Zhao Zhenfang feel somewhat agitated.
like.
Sometimes, Zhao Zhenfang wonders, which one should I choose?
Zhao Han pretended not to see it. He would not interfere in this kind of thing. Everything was up to the little sister's own wishes.
After dinner, Zheng Sen followed Zhao Zhenfang again.
When the two of them were alone, Zhao Zhenfang gave me a hard look and warned: "Don't look at me like this, I look like a fool!"
"Okay." Zheng Sen smiled.
Zhao Zhenfang added: "It's very late, don't follow me, others will gossip."
"Where will my sister go to play tomorrow?" Zheng Sen asked.
Zhao Zhenfang said: "I have to go to class tomorrow and don't have much time to play."
Zheng Sen said: "I will pick you up after class. I still have many math questions to ask."
"We'll talk about it then." Zhao Zhenfang felt that this person was such a rogue.
Zheng Sen stood in the yard and said, "Go in, I'll watch you go back to your room."
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Zhao Zhenfang turned around and left.
After entering the house and closing the door, Zhao Zhenfang couldn't help but peek.
Seeing Zheng Sen still standing there, Zhao Zhenfang felt her face getting hot, and at the same time she felt quite guilty. She felt that she had drifted away from another relationship. She obviously liked Xiao Shixuan, so why did she do this again.
The thoughts of boys and girls are always uncertain and unpredictable.
Zhao Han was chatting with Fei Rulan and Pan Qimei. There were few people in the family, and the two women got along relatively harmoniously. They even ate together.
If there were too many people, it would definitely not be possible to be so harmonious.
Pan Qimei's vocabulary is increasing day by day, and simple communication is not a problem, but she can't speak too fast or listen too fast. She sat next to him and smiled the whole time, listening to Zhao Han speak to Fei Rulan.
Pan Qimei liked Fei Rulan very much. She was like a sister and a mother. She taught her many things and took special care of her.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Han went to the study room.
When I came back from reading for two hours, the two women were still chatting, and they mainly played with Guer.
"Zhang'er hasn't slept yet?" Zhao Han said with a smile.
Fei Rulan said: "My eyelids are fighting and I just won't sleep."
Zhang'er was lying in Pan Qimei's arms, her eyelids closed and opened again, and suddenly her head dropped and she fell asleep.
"I'll take the baby back." Fei Rulan stood up and said.
Two women, one for one night, Zhao Han took turns having sex.
Suddenly, Zhao Han remembered the short movie he had watched before, and said with a dry mouth, "Why don't you give the baby to the wet nurse and let's sleep together tonight."
"Together..." Fei Rulan reacted suddenly, blushing and spat, "Shameless!"
"Just one night, just one night." Zhao Han said in a pleading tone.
I have always insisted on not having concubines, but now I want to play with women. As expected, power can easily make people fall.
Fei Rulan stood up and wanted to carry the child away, but Zhao Han quickly held her back: "Come on, come on, it's just for one night."
"Pfft!"
Fei Rulan suddenly laughed out loud. She had known Zhao Han for so many years, and this was the first time she saw him look pitiful.
Fei Rulan called Xiyue and asked her to take the child to the nanny.
Xiyue took the child out, and the door was immediately closed. The girl was stunned and couldn't help but peek inside, her heart was pounding, but unfortunately the lights were turned off soon.
Pan Qimei didn't understand it at first, until she was pulled into the bedroom by Zhao Han and saw Fei Rulan walking in, she was so embarrassed that she shrank and sat on the bed.
Looking at the two beauties with different looks, Zhao Han felt hot all over.
"Don't look at it, blow out the lamp!" Fei Rulan's voice became lower and lower until she could no longer hear it.
Pan Qimei suddenly got out of bed, ran in two steps, and blew it out in one breath.
The room was dark, with only the rustling sound of undressing, followed by the three people breathing heavier and heavier.
They were all extremely nervous and excited.
Zhao Han finally degenerated and was no longer a pure young man.
