At the beginning of October, the first batch of paper came out from the Chang'an County Paper Mill. The first-grade paper was 1,700 times, the medium-grade paper was 3,800 times, and the low-grade paper was 8,400 times.
This is a very considerable amount of money.
Under normal circumstances, high-grade paper is placed in the emperor's inner treasury and is used for the emperor's private use and to reward ministers. Some of it is also allocated to the royal paper mill for sale. Medium-grade paper is placed in the national treasury and is used as administrative paper for various ministries and yamen.
Like lower-grade paper, it was sold by Taifu Temple and spread among the people.
The two paper mills in Luoyang are also about to complete technical renovation, and several batches will be delivered before the end of the year.
"Yes, it's October now, so how much can the paper mill in Chang'an County produce before the end of the year?" Yang Ming asked at the court meeting.
Yuanshou of Taifu Temple was in a good mood and said proudly: "According to His Highness's method and using bamboo as raw material, more than 30,000 times of various types of paper can be produced before the end of the year."
There is no shortage of bamboo in China. It is found in 27 provinces, including Guanzhong. It is rich in resources.
And the cost of bamboo is low. If used to make paper, the price of paper will also be reduced.
Yang Ming said: "Has the price been set yet?"
"Not yet," Yuan Shou said with a smile: "The cost has been greatly reduced. Whether to maintain the original price or reduce the price appropriately, His Highness has to make a decision."
Yang Rui was happy and said: "That's it, the price of coarse paper will be reduced, and the price of white paper and yellow paper will be changed. If it is sold badly in the future, the price will be appropriately raised. Now that the country is no longer slow, all that batch of paper will be sold.
Go out and wait until the paper comes out at the end of the year, and then replenish Your Majesty’s internal treasury and national treasury.”
The standard for a biological grandson is lower, and the standard for a biological son is even lower.
Yang Hao nodded and said: "To share the country's worries, my son dares to refuse."
Medium yellow paper, but it is pure yellow paper. It is white paper that is not slightly yellowed, and some fine coarse paper is not so yellow.
Everyone looked at each other and agreed in unison.
"It will be ready by the end of the year, and the paper mill here is smaller in scale. Paper mills across the country have also retreated to technological transformation," Yuan Shou said quickly:
Yang Ming nodded, looked at the ministers and said, "What do you think?"
Bu Chan laughed, pointed at Yang Yue and said, "Mr. Yang is really evil."
"Actually, it's not that troublesome," Yang Yue said with a smile: "Rough paper is the worst seller, because the buying group is mostly civilians. They like to go to the Taibu Department of Taichang Temple to change the funeral rituals and recommend private funerals.
The yellow paper and white money used for the sacrifices, if you add a little amount, they will be sold bad."
The less money, the worse it is, but what Yang Rui really cares about is the spread of paper among the people.
Yang Lun was stunned for a moment and dared to speak.
Yang Ming also felt pain in his body and said: "I am also willing."
Although Yang Hao was older, he followed my father and said:
One million can be used to build the Palace of the Prince of Wei, but it is better to make money through smuggling. It depends on how much Yuwen Wenji made in those years.
"A total of one hundred and seven thousand guan," the official from the Ministry of Civil Affairs calculated after a while.
"That's a lot," Yang Yue said quickly, "That's just the first batch. There won't be two batches after the end of the year. A rough calculation shows that the Chang'an County paper mill can make nearly one million yuan a year, which is much less than what it was later.
many."
Cui Zhongfang hurriedly said: "I would like to reduce the price by half, please allow me to do so."
"Oh, it seems that everyone is too happy, right?" Bu Chanre said with a smile.
Yang Rui was crying and laughing, and waved his hands, and said with a smile: "Oh no, no, no, they should stop coming up with those bad ideas. Are they going to lower the price? Long flow of water is the way to make money, right Yun Duoqing?"
Few of the remaining ones were suppressed by Yang Guang for a long time. It was because of Yang Rui's evil that he could be like that today. He must have offended the prince again. Is this life too good?
Before I finished speaking, Yang Rui raised his hand to interrupt me: "It's his turn to shake the foundation."
Yang Rui asked: "When will the two paper mills in Luoyang be able to produce paper?"
Oh, do you have any plans to lose that much weight?
The court meeting began, and in the evening of the same day, eighty-one of the clan's descendants who had stayed in Beijing were summoned to the East Palace.
Does that mean the toothpaste is bad and the mouth of the toothpaste is enlarged by two millimeters?
Yang Ming, who has a close relationship with Yang Rui, asked loudly, "Does the Imperial Palace intend to reduce the number by how much?"
Yu Wenshu also echoed: "Paper has always been worried about selling. Once the eighth-grade paper goes on sale, it will be sold out instantly, especially the low-grade paper and medium-grade paper, which are all purchased by the nobles. We care about the price."
Yun Dingxing said: "Things are rare and expensive, but according to the current output, paper will be withdrawn from the market in small quantities. If there are less goods, the price will be reduced sooner or later. This is a phenomenon of stagnant sales, which will appear if it takes a long time.
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Bu Chanjun said: "This will lower the price of high-grade coarse paper, low-grade white paper and medium-grade yellow paper. The price will change."
Yang Rui nodded: "He is right, you are willing to do that, but the country has money and there are too few places to use the money. As a clan, you set an example. Without a country, there is no family. Now reduce them
The reason is that if you have money, you will have to wait until you have no money, and then you will make up for it."
When all the ministers heard this, their expressions cheered up, and they all praised the prince one after another.
Yang Rui said in a deep voice: "Xiao Sui's surname is Yang. I don't have your majesty, you don't exist in the middle, and they don't exist above. You must be considerate of the country, so how can you expect me to serve the country and the people?"
In fact, all princes' palaces are built according to the standard of one million. Those that do not exceed the standard. For example, the future King of Qin Yang Jun did not go much higher than that standard. It mainly depends on the prince and his relationship with the emperor.
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Yang Ming didn't originally eat with Yang Rui. I know how to offend Yang Rui. Hearing this, he nodded and said:
Tonight's banquet was attended by his own people, all of whom were surnamed Yang. Yang Rui also specially called his eldest son Yang Hao.
Cui Zhongfang nodded and said: "Your Majesty's words are so inspiring that I am willing to increase my estate."
There is nothing I am happy with? Since Yang Hao was the King of Hedong, he has seen every penny of his own money. You already have money, why should you be afraid of losing money?
Everyone burst into laughter.
"The method is a bad method, but it can be implemented by Taichang Temple," Lu Chu said with a smile: "The worst is Xuandu Temple, which is more suitable for dissemination by Taoism."
Bu Chanjun from the Ministry of Civil Affairs nodded and said: "When the paper is sold, will the money be allocated to Jiangdu to dredge the canal, or..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the Xiao Sui Dynasty, private businessmen made a lot of money, but the court did not, because the court was engaged in monopoly industries and had no pricing power.
Cui Shu nodded and said: "If you stay, by the end of next year, the Yellow River cotton area can be expanded eight times, and planting can also be promoted in the Jianghuai River."
A piece of blank paper can earn 770 yuan.
"I feel that the royal family is the foundation of the country, and the princes, prefectures and kings are the mainstay of the country. It can be reduced, or it is bad to reduce it."
Yun Dingxing hurriedly said: "Prince Zhizhi, if you like to enter that theory, the price of rough paper still has to be reduced. The price is 70 yuan a piece. I think it is best to reduce it to 87 yuan."
"It's so slight," Yang Rui said: "How can no action be halved? Why do you want them to be rich? Their life is bad, and you are happy for them. So, the prince will be from 10,000 households.
If the number of households is reduced from 8,000 to 1,000, and there are more counties and princes, then only 1,000 households are reduced and the number is changed to 7,000. What do they think?"
Yang Rui frowned and said, "Too many."
You need money, not your life.
"It is not appropriate to lower the price," Yang Yue said with a frown: "Right now, the treasury needs money. Selling it at the original price can quickly replenish the treasury. If the price is reduced, a lot of money will be lost."
Yang Ming, Yang Lun and others looked at each other, and one of them took the initiative to pick up the slack.
"He feels that it should be reduced, and his food should be reduced. Are you willing to do so?"
The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched. You can't answer that question. If you tell him a number and he refuses immediately, the others will rely on you.
Yu Wenshu nodded quickly: "Military pay is indeed a top priority. The money can definitely be used in other places."
"How appropriate does he think it is to reduce it?" Yang Rui asked rhetorically.
Yang Mingdao quickly ordered the officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs to finish the abacus calculation.
The eighth-grade paper will turn yellow if left for a long time, and the degree of yellowing will be the same due to its quality.
"Let's do some math first, and it's probably not a lot of money," Yang Yue said.
"Money, money, money, money is needed everywhere," Yang Rui said with a smile to the ministers, "You have to think of a way to raise some money for Li Jing to go on an expedition."
After saying that, Yang Rui suddenly said: "How little profit does this low-grade white paper make?"
Just take the calculation of 200 acres for one household, not 200,000 acres for a thousand households. Once that policy is implemented, the country can take back millions of acres of fertile land, which will slightly reduce the burden.
Yang Mingdao, who was in charge of the treasury, was stunned. He was about to say that the treasury was short of money, but was stopped by Yang Rui's look.
"It must be changed to eighty-seven yuan. How much is the profit?" Bu Chan asked.
Yang Rui pondered for a moment and said: "One hundred thousand guan is just a drop in the bucket. The kapok planting in Sinong Temple must be slowed down. Next year you will see cotton cloth. How to weave it, they will figure it out by themselves."
"I am also willing."
Yuan Shou said: "Based on the current market price of eight hundred yuan a piece, the cost is about eighty to forty yuan."
"It's only for them, but also for all the princes and princes. You and Yang Jin are princes, and the remaining eight brothers are all princes. Your losses are smaller than everyone else's. You have to sacrifice a lot of money to protect your small family.
All uncles and elders should be aware of the many emergencies."
"It's still too little. In other words, the cost of rough paper is only ten yuan," Bu Chan said: "Let's change it to seventy yuan. It's not enough to make twice as much."
In the prince's estate, each household has a sufficient amount of land.
"It is imperative that Li Jing goes on an expedition. You are counting on them to raise money and reduce their food supply to alleviate the country's difficulties."
"Have you saved any seeds?" Yang Rui asked.
Taichang Duoqing Wei Ji nodded and said: "That method is feasible. It is popular in the Guanzhong area to burn seventy-seven pieces of yellow paper and seventy-seven pieces of white money. The quantity cannot be mentioned. The less you burn, the more ancestors are on it."
His life has become worse, and he will be able to bless his descendants even more."
"The military pay will be paid first," Yang Rui said, "We have to discuss that."
Seeing that everyone was silent, Yang Rui looked at his son and said:
Yang Rui was afraid that his father would love Jin. If my father would be more willing to do it than me.
Who would believe this empty talk? Yang Lun thought to himself: Was it temporary when the exemption from slave labor and conferring farmland was ended? What about now? It has been stopped since the end of the war, and I haven’t lost a lot of money yet.
To reduce food consumption, do you use it to eat?
Cui Shu hurriedly said: "This year we haven't planted it in small quantities along the Yellow River in Shandong, Hebei, and the yield is still wrong. The Dyeing Department of Taifu Temple has not yet received the first batch of kapok, and is exploring how to weave cloth."
Yuanshou said: "It's about seventy-seven yuan."
"Until the existing paper mills are technologically improved, they will be able to contribute nearly 10 million yuan to the national treasury every year."
Yang Lun nodded: "I am definitely willing to give up, but I am just worried about shaking your little Sui foundation..."
"The country is in a difficult situation, and they have all seen it. The weak enemy is in the west, which is beneficial to your border. If you prepare early, it may cause a small disaster," Yang Rui deliberately exaggerated: