In the tax supervisory yamen, he made a million taels of silver by fined silver.
The nine hundred thousand taels of this were handed over to the Guangchu Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The remaining ten thousand taels belonged to the bonus of the yamen that Yuzhu freely controlled.
However, after copying the dozen white gloves from Lao Jiu's family, Yu Zhu had another five million taels of silver, as well as a large amount of land, shops and servants.
Yuzhu knew that he could not save most of the five million taels of silver. Kangxi would definitely find various reasons to take it to the palace.
But no matter what, the money to raise 500 taxpayers is definitely enough...
Kangxi had a lot of money to ask for money. He built a rockery today and a pavilion tomorrow. He had to make up for the owed salary for Fengtai camp the day after tomorrow. Soon, he got four million taels from Yuzhu.
In the blink of an eye, Kangxi collected all the money for the construction of some attractions in the Three Gardens of the Yuanming and the southern tour.
Kangxi was satisfied, and Yuzhu also received a relatively satisfactory reply to many things he wanted to do.
For example, the vegetable farmers in the suburbs of Beijing delivered the vegetables to the gate of the city, and Yuzhu sent someone to buy them, and then resell them into the city, Kangxi agreed very happily.
Why don’t we directly exempt the city gate tax from vegetable farmers and let them come to the city to sell vegetables?
The reason is actually very simple. There are gangsters and street fighters in all streets inside and outside the capital.
A single vegetable farmer can't beat these gangsters at all.
The vegetable farmers are putting them directly into the city to sell vegetables. In the end, the city gate tax exempted by Yuzhu will flow into the second-rate people's pockets in the form of a price increase in the placeholder's price.
However, the nature of the affordable vegetable shops established by Yuzhu is different.
Any gangster who dares to blackmail Yu Zhu's official vegetable dealer is the birthday boy who hangs him and is tired of living!
The vegetable dealers under Yuzhu did not take any effort to get them. They were all shopkeepers and friends who were captured by the house.
Originally, according to the custom of the court after the house was confiscated, these shopkeepers and friends would be resold into slavery.
Now, Yuzhu has given them a way out to live freely. How can they not do their best to show it?
According to the standard of arranging a vegetable vendor for one thousand meters, the affordable vegetable shop in Yuzhu quickly filled the inner and outer cities of the capital.
In this way, the vegetable farmers in the suburbs paid less taxes. As long as they delivered the vegetables to the city gate, they could take the money and leave.
It is no exaggeration to say that after learning the news, the vegetable farmers in all over the country were all smiling and couldn't help but be happy.
Yuzhu monopolizes the vegetable markets inside and outside the capital, and adopts a strategy of small profits but quick turnover, and he will make a small profit no matter what.
The dishes in the morning are fresh and more expensive, suitable for rich people to consume. The dishes after the afternoon are sold after the meal, because they cannot last long and have poor quality, they are sold very cheaply.
It only took more than ten days, and the vegetable prices in the inner and outer cities have been reduced by at least five times.
Only when the food is cheaper can the people afford it.
The following changes are that in the people's vegetable basket, in addition to white radish, there are various cheap varieties.
In this way, a very virtuous cycle was formed, with vegetable farmers, Yuzhu, vegetable dealers and city people, and everyone in the world benefiting a lot.
After this shot started, the affordable rice shop of Jade Pillar was quietly spread out.
The rice shops were all copied shops, and Yuzhu didn’t spend a big son. The shopkeepers and friends of the rice shop were also arrested, and they were free slave labor.
The grain sold is actually the monthly rice of the banner people. This kind of rice is mixed with too much sand and stones, and even the servants are reluctant to eat it, so they can only sell it out.
After Yuzhu bought it, he sent someone to make a sieve for selecting rice. This kind of sieve is exactly the same as the sieve mesh of a sand-turner.
The shovel shoveled the rice and sprinkled it on the screen. The rice passed and the big stone sifted out.
Among the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, Kangxi was the one who paid the most attention to people's livelihood. The price level in the capital was reported to the palace every day.
The jade pillar did not take much effort to stabilize the vegetable prices and rice prices in the capital.
The foundation of the Qing Dynasty's rule was a little more stable, and Kangxi naturally looked up at Yuzhu several times.
While playing chess, Kangxi smiled and said, "You did a good job. From now on, all the grains replaced by Jingcangtao in Tongzhou will belong to you."
Yuzhu smiled slightly. Kangxi hadn't seen it yet. He had actually mastered one of the largest cash flows in the capital.
What business is the most profitable these days?
Neither silk nor cotton, but salt, rice and vegetables.
Salt, vegetables and rice are something that ordinary people want to eat every day.
Especially rice and vegetables, it seems that the cash flow is not much, but the long flow of water is actually extremely considerable.
Yuzhu didn't intend to interfere in the matter of salt. The water there was too deep. As long as it moved, it would definitely offend a large number of powerful people.
"Old man, some of the unauthorized businessmen are very unauthorized. They can't bear to evade taxes frequently. However, the tax officials in the tax patrol camp are very ineffective. I plan to rectify them well and leave the strong and eliminate the weak.
They recruited a new batch of taxpayers.”
Since ancient times, everything involving military power must not be rushed, and must be done slowly.
Yuzhu did not act recklessly, but laid the foundation for a long time.
It was not until Kangxi saw great political achievements and understood the importance of stabilizing rice and vegetables in maintaining the foundation of the bannermen's rule that Yuzhu casually told what he really wanted to do.
It was just a mere Tsing camp, with no cannons, bird guns, armor, and not even bows, and only a few hundred people.
More importantly, Yuzhu is not a Han Chinese, but a serious nobleman, who is definitely his own people.
No matter how experienced and smart Kangxi was, due to the constraints of the environment of the great era, how could his knowledge be comparable to that of Yuzhu?
This time, Kangxi was really careless and did not realize the profound significance of the military and political university at the foot of the Pagoda Mountain. He rashly agreed to Yuzhu's all requests.
After Yuzhu left the palace, he sent Sun Chengyun to do the task of re-recruiting tax officials.
Yuzhu’s requirements are actually very simple, and no one in the city wants. As long as the farmer’s family in a poor mountain village can’t raise three or four cubs.
No matter what era it was, the people in the city were much more cunning than the country bumpkins.
City people who are very smart, knowledgeable, and have some family background are naturally not suitable to do big things with Yuzhu.
This is not a matter of class ancestry, but a matter of interest.
Those with constant property generally do not have the basis for doing big things.
After all, what Yuzhu has to do is extremely risky. Once something goes wrong, the whole family will die.
In just ten days, Sun Chengyun brought back more than fifty young men with delicious noodles but Kong Wu's powerful ones.
These young men stood in three rows. Although the formation was not neat, they were still energetic.
"Everyone, take off the straw sandals on his left foot." Yuzhu encountered an embarrassing thing when he gave the first order. No one understood what he was saying.
Young men, you look at me, I look at you, with a look of ignorance and a little at a loss.
Yuzhu thought about it carefully and couldn't help but feel sweaty. It was him who was wrong. Modern people have long been accustomed to the sense of direction between front, back, left and right, but the ancients didn't know it.
"I'll demonstrate and take off the shoes from this foot." Yuzhu squatted down and took off the official boots from his left foot.
"Okay, everyone will take off the shoes on this foot as I demonstrated." Yuzhu pointed to his left foot, which was only wearing white cloth socks, and asked everyone to take off the shoes together.
However, some people took off their left shoes, while others took off their right shoes, which looked weird.
Yuzhu understood that when he faced everyone, everyone had no sense of direction between front, back, left and right, so it was naturally easy to make mistakes.
"Wu Sheng, stand here." Yu Zhu was never afraid of difficulties. He called Wu Sheng and asked him to stand in front of everyone.
Yuzhu squatted down, took off the cloth shoes on Wu Sheng's left foot, and left him bare. Then, when Yuzhu taught everyone to take off his shoes, there were very few people who were wrong.
After several repeated corrections, the young men all bare their left feet like Wu Sheng.
"The side with barefoot is the left. The side with the shoes is the right." Yuzhu repeatedly taught everyone the difference between left and right.
There is no way, because they all belong to the category of illiteracy, it took Jade Zhu more than two hours to teach them to recognize left and right.
As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. While educating everyone, Yuzhu is also constantly summarizing experiences and lessons.
After letting everyone know, Yuzhu began to train everyone and learn a few simple military training commands.
"I said everyone has it, so everyone will do it." Yuzhu quickly put his legs together and made an action of standing attentive.
However, just holding the eye, I practiced for more than an hour, and there were still many people who missed a lot of mistakes and made frequent fools.
Although there were not many people on the scene, Yuzhu had to correct the wrong actions of more than fifty people one by one. He was not only tired in body but also in heart.
During the break, Yuzhu felt that he was a bit like Zhao Kuo who talked about war on paper. He could talk big and talk very well. When he was actually training, he still encountered many problems he had never seen before.
For example, many passwords for modern military training cannot be copied directly, and improvements that are suitable for everyone's situation are needed.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so Yuzhu simply took the pen in his hand and began to write his own first military book, "Tax Ding Cao Dian".
It was obvious that it was inappropriate. Yuzhu thought about it for a while and then changed it to: Pay attention to everyone.
There is no need to change when standing attentively. If you look right, there is no need to change. Cross-columns and similar to standing attentively means, it is still too cumbersome for these illiterate illiterates and deleted.
When Yuzhu was writing the rituals, the young men sat in a group and were talking and laughing loudly as if no one was around.
Well, there is also a special person who needs to implement military discipline. Yuzhu's heart moved slightly and added this one to the pen.
Training illiteracy is definitely impossible to be the same as training young intellectuals.
After entering the new century, the modern army no longer recruits junior high school students. However, almost all of Yuzhu's men were illiterate.
Once the idea of fighting a military stick came to Yuzhu's mind, it would never be gone.
In addition, the army is a place with strict hierarchy. How can the treatment of officers and soldiers be the same?
After assembling the team again, Yuzhu shouted loudly: "Niu Tai, come here."
Niu Tai took a big step, walked to Yuzhu, and lowered his waist and said, "Please give me instructions."
"Here, this is for you." Yu Zhu stuffed the thick wooden stick in his hand into Niu Tai's hand and ordered, "For the afternoon exercise, if you practice wrongly, you will hit three sticks on your butt
, I'll leave this to you."
(ps: Zhu Gong Teaching Team, I started practicing. There is no movement in the monthly ticket. It’s time to reward it.)