"Okay, okay, stop flattering me for now. For the sake of your modesty, I will teach you another lesson!"
Zhu Ying waved her hands with great enjoyment.
The consequences of the issue of inflation are unimaginable, and Zhu Ying originally did not want to continue talking.
However, the flattery of this group of people was so flattering and unbelievable that Zhu Ying almost blushed.
"Have you ever considered the problem from a different angle?"
"For example, change the anchor of the Ming Dynasty banknote?"
Zhu Ying scanned the crowd and asked slowly.
But when Zhu Ying finished speaking, everyone began to think deeply.
As for what the anchor means, Zhu Ying has already explained it to them.
If you want to become the anchor of Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes, you must meet four hard conditions.
For one, it’s easy to measure!
Second, it’s easy to carry!
Third, it’s easy to store!
Fourth, it is easy to preserve value!
This is also the reason why gold, silver, and copper coins can become currency anchors, because they inherently meet these four hard conditions.
Whether it is Chinese history or the history of other countries, in most cases, the anchor of currency is gold or silver. Even in poorer countries, the anchor will be copper coins.
But the problem is that not long after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the national treasury was empty. China was already short of gold and silver and other items, and they were plundered by the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties.
Therefore, Zhu Yingcai proposed to change the anchor, because the original gold, silver, and even copper coins were lacking in the Ming Dynasty.
But what to replace it with?
"Let me take a guess. Does Young Master Zhu mean to replace it with salt?"
Li Shanchang frowned, and after a while he asked tentatively.
During the feudal period, salt was indeed easy to carry and easy to store value. It was not impossible to use it as an anchor for Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes.
In many mountainous areas, when local people barter, they use salt as currency.
"Li Buju, Li Buju, no wonder you are called Buju. With your IQ, it's no wonder you can win the exam!"
Zhu Ying rolled her eyes and rejected the plan directly.
"What else can I change it to?"
Elder Li Shan blushed, thinking that Zhu Ying meant not to lift.
I have descendants all over the house, why don’t I give it up?
But I didn’t expect that when Zhu Ying said “failed”, he meant “failed”.
It doesn't matter. I am the most important figure in the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty praises me as my Xiao He.
When Wu Lin saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel happy secretly.
It seems that sometimes it is not without benefit to speak slowly.
Because the substitute he had in mind was also salt.
But before he could say it, Li Shanchang said it first.
"Didn't I already tell you? Things that can become anchors for Ming treasure banknotes must meet four rigid conditions."
"The method of refining salt during the Ming Dynasty differs from place to place. The salt in some places can even cause food poisoning, and the salt in some places cannot be eaten by anyone but the nobles."
"On this point, we can directly declare it invalid. Because the value of salt cannot be unified."
"Besides, this thing is not easy to store. It will disappear instantly when exposed to water or fire. The weather will determine the amount of damage. It is not easy to store."
"If two of the four hard conditions are not met, how can this thing become an anchor for Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes?"
"Li Buju, what do you think?"
Zhu Ying rolled her eyes.
In addition to the above reasons, there is another more important reason why salt cannot be a substitute.
That is, Zhu Ying's salt refining technology is far ahead of the Ming Dynasty. As long as he is willing, he can use it to make a lot of money at any time.
Once this thing becomes the anchor of Ming Dynasty treasure money, wouldn't it be like shooting yourself in the foot and cutting off your own financial path?
Besides, there are completely more suitable substitutes for salt.
Therefore, Zhu Ying directly rejected Li Shanchang's proposal without thinking.
"I see!"
Elder Li Shan blushed, but he was not angry.
I even think what Huang Changsun said makes sense.
Although I am seventy or eighty years old, I am indeed not as knowledgeable and clear-eyed as the emperor's eldest grandson. I can't deny it!
"If that's the case, what's better?"
When Zhu Biao saw Zhu Ying ridiculing Li Shanchang, he immediately stood up and brought the topic back on track.
"It's very simple. For today's Ming Dynasty, the best substitute is food."
Zhu Ying smiled faintly.
What the hell?
food?
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other with confusion.
Although the Ming Dynasty is short of money, Te Niang is also short of food!
Take the north as an example. If you plant one acre of wheat, you can harvest three hundred kilograms, which is considered a good harvest.
Although the rice harvest in the south is better, it only yields five to six hundred kilograms per acre.
This is still a good year, but if there is any natural disaster or man-made disaster, whether it can be received is a problem.
The imperial court's annual tax revenue not only had to pay salaries to civil and military officials, but also to pay salaries to guardsmen. After a lot of work, the little grain stored in the treasury was not enough to feed the rats.
Just the little food that was squeezed out from the gap between the teeth must be kept for emergencies.
Therefore, at this time, the food in the Ming treasury was simply not enough for the people to exchange the Ming treasure banknotes.
If we really use this thing as an anchor, I'm afraid that before inflation comes, chaos will come first.
Damn!
The landlord’s family doesn’t have any food left!
Emperor Changsun, what kind of bad idea is this?
"Well, although this is feasible, it is not feasible."
Zhu Biao saw that everyone was scorning his son, so he couldn't help but act as a peacemaker again.
"Looking at your expressions, do you think you are questioning me?"
"With your little knowledge, you naturally don't know that there is food in this world that can produce thousands of kilograms per acre, and the harvest is guaranteed despite droughts and floods, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Are you still questioning my words now?"
Zhu Ying looked at these ancients with disdain.
"How many kilograms of yield per mu? Guaranteed harvest despite drought and flood? No need to worry about taking care of it?"
"You think we haven't farmed before, right?"
"In all my life, this is the first time I have heard of such a fantasy!"
"You can brag, but you still have to make a draft, right?"
"If you pay back several thousand kilograms, the yield per mu can be stable at hundreds of kilograms, which is considered a great achievement!"
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After Zhu Ying finished speaking, everyone became even more disbelieving.
Before this group of people rebelled with Zhu Yuanzhang, most of them were children from poor families. Even if they had not worked in the fields themselves, they had seen it with their own eyes.
Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the People's Republic of China, was a long-term worker in the landlord's house before the rebellion, and even went to beg for meals.
Therefore, many people here were once out-and-out farmers.
In this world, if the yield per mu can reach 600 kilograms, it is considered a bumper harvest.
A yield of several thousand kilograms per acre, isn’t this a foolish dream?