42. Chapter 42 Too Much Money to Think About
42. Chapter 42: Too much money to think about (first update)
Author: Farmer's One Pot
Chapter 42 I don’t dare to think about getting too much money (first update)
After lunch, people in the village drove out to collect mugwort and polygonum from each village to make soda ash.
After the wasteland was cleared, the employed people could no longer make any money, so the village chief approached them to discuss buying grass.
One penny is paid for a load of grass, and there is no need to give it away. The village will pull it by itself.
People in other villages were so happy that they could still sell mugwort and polygonum for money?
One by one, they took sickles, poles and ropes and went out to cut.
Before Zhu Wentian went to take his friends to take a nap, he said to the headmaster: "Su, purple, medicine, grass, eh~~"
"When the perilla matures, let them harvest it. We can buy some herbs nearby. Hey hey hey hey, go to sleep!"
The head of the village helped speak out again and helped.
"Hey!" Zhu Wentian went to the mountain temple with confidence.
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Two days later, ten people from Lizhi County arrived again, but the officials from the government did not come.
They came to tell the chief, or the person behind the scenes, the good news.
The price of the soap was negotiated with the foreigners, which was four hundred coins a piece. It was packaged in a wooden box and padded with cotton cloth.
This time I will convert other things into money. Next time I will use oil, or soybeans, rapeseed and other things that can extract oil.
The foreigners bought more, so the village prepared another 30,000 pieces of soap.
"Yichang, have you caught fish? I'm still worried that you can't control them."
After talking about business, Li Zhixian stood on the shore and watched the boat approaching. He was closing the net. If there are fish, we should eat fish at noon today.
"Tell them well, and they will naturally agree." The head of the village did not mention the matter of providing food.
"Chief, we are looking for someone to move the fish. There are a lot of fish." People from the village on the boat shouted loudly to help.
The villagers around the village chief turned around and ran away, telling everyone to bring bamboo baskets.
The boat docked on the wooden pier, received the basket, hugged it a few times, and put half of the basket of fish in it, and then sent it down to be filled again.
Other villagers lined up, dropped a basket, and two people carried it away.
Carry it to the laundry area set up next to it, and use river water to process the fish.
Don’t throw away the fish offal, keep it to feed the chickens and ducks to lay more eggs.
When Zhu Wentian got the news and arrived at the dock with his friends, villagers and fishermen were fetching water to wash the boats.
"It's so long, how many fish have been caught?" the little girl asked.
"I estimate it weighs four thousand kilograms, but I haven't weighed it yet."
The manager was all smiles. It took less than two hours after the boat was out. The four thousand catties of fish and food were worth it, and the fishing nets were not in vain.
Chief Zheng looked into the boat: "There are so many fish, why are there no fishermen to catch them on weekdays?"
Zhao Li looked at the main register, hesitated, and replied: "The boat at home is small and cannot carry so many. This place is far away from the two counties.
We usually fish in the middle of the night, go to the county town before dawn, pay the fishing tax, and wait for others to buy.
There was a net in the river next to Xiaqiu Village. It was transported there and it was no longer fresh.
Not all fish are easy to sell. If they are fishy, they are free for others to eat. Hungry people are willing to take them. If they are fishy, they must be fishy, at least they are meat.
If they want to sell it, they select the fish and add a lot of spices to cook it after they return."
The other three fishermen followed and nodded, yes, it's too far.
If this big ship is given to us, we will come and load more at one time, which is cost-effective.
"I've learned a lesson," Master Zheng said, clasping his fists. It turns out there are so many people involved in fishing.
The county magistrate Guan said to the village chief enviously: "With the people in your village, you can't finish it all."
Li Chang smiled and said, "Eat part of it and marinate the rest into dried fish. When it's ready, ask someone to send it to Xuancheng. Please help to try it."
"This is okay." Li Zhixian agreed happily and was not afraid to accept the gift from Xiaqiu Village.
The officials in the government and the prince are all here. Xiaqiu Village has nothing to do with the people's difficulties in livelihood.
I just sold soap for 35,000 yuan at a time and 200 yuan a piece.
Thinking about it, he looked at the director, who seemed to have also considered the money issue.
He frowned and took the village guard's hand: "Hanhan, come home with me and try out the new shoes to see if they fit."
"Hey! Hey hey hey hey! New shoes!" Zhu Wentian left cheering.
When we arrived at the mayor's house, he closed the door and said, "I will sell the palace to a foreigner for four hundred coins in a wooden box and a piece of cotton."
We need another 30,000 yuan, and adding the previous 5,000 yuan, we can have 7 million yuan."
Zhu Wentian: "..."
He scratched his head: "That's it! We have to lower the price."
"Price reduction?" The manager didn't understand.
"How many times have things been sold in the village? How many things have been bought? How much is left?
Take out 30,000 pieces of soap at a time, and you will know that the cost is low after you estimate it. If the cost is too much, we will not be able to afford it.
In fact, the profit from selling the soap in the palace is almost the same as the profit we get after deducting the capital."
Zhu Wentian gave an analysis. If you say one piece costs 100 yuan or 30,000 yuan, you must have at least 3 million yuan to do it.
This year Xu Dakang has just finished conquering the desert, and next year he sends Tang He to occupy Ming Yuzhen in Shu.
At the same time, many areas where wheat is grown will be drought-prone next year and the grain harvest will be poor.
The following year, Xu Da again marched north, with three armies, one victory and two defeats.
My village is making money like crazy. This is just the first time foreigners buy soap. There will be more in the future.
In the third year of Hongwu this year, the fiscal revenue is estimated to be 6 to 7 million taels of silver, or 6 to 7 billion taels.
If you sell soap like this in the village, you still can't make 100 million yuan a year?
If you were to be the emperor yourself, you would have to have some ideas, let alone Lao Zhu.
After listening to Hanhan's words, Li Chang rubbed his hands anxiously: "Then, what should I do? Money, too much money, I can't spend it all, and I will be missed again... Oh!"
"For those 5,000 pieces of soap, we want one million yuan, and the next 30,000 yuan will be sold at 20 yuan a piece, so we said we have thought of a good way."
Zhu Wentian came up with a solution. The village had too much money to a certain extent and had no way to spend it.
"Sure, if it doesn't work, let's give the prescription out! It's better to be safe than anything else.
It doesn’t mean that we are not allowed to sell it ourselves. Just like rock candy, we can make it and sell it at any time.”
The village chief is afraid. When he was poor, he always dreamed of getting rich. But when he got really rich, he was worried again.
"It's done! Then after making this time, I will get 7 million yuan, which is only 7,000 taels of silver."
Zhu Wentian agreed and changed units, but suddenly felt that it was not much.
Li Chang breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, let's make some money. We can make other things to sell in the future, right Hanhan?"
"Yeah! Hey hey hey." Zhu Wentian nodded.
"Hey, hey, hey! Come on, change your shoes and wear new ones." The director got up and went to get the shoes, which he did.
Zhu Wentian didn't change it, but took it in his hand and the two of them went out.
The aroma of fried fish wafts through the village. Many types of fish are first fried in oil to make them less fishy, and then seasoned.
The four fishermen in Zhaoli were heartbroken when they saw the amount of oil used by the villagers to fry fish.
At the same time, I discovered that it actually saves money if the whole village cooks and eats together.
The one who chops onions specializes in chopping green onions, and the one who chops ginger does the same, there is no need to switch back and forth.
"Li Chang, it looks like we have to eat fish all the time. We have to buy ginger. Buy more at a cheaper price and bury it."
The villagers who were working saw the village chief and asked to buy ginger.
"The same goes for garlic. Buy more, put it in a cool place, and hang it up." Another villager reminded.
"Buy it. Find someone to buy it after you finish your meal." The store manager waved his hand casually.
"Buy, plant, hey hey!" Zhu Wentian decided to buy ginger this year, plant it next year, and plant garlic this year.
There is so much land in the village. Not only can you save money by planting it, but you can also have food at any time.
They can even be sold to surrounding villages at a cheaper price. Don’t go so far to buy expensive ones.
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