Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

Chapter 48: No Money, Empty Gloves And White Wolf!

Lao Zhao grabbed a handful of peanuts and put it in his hand, urging: "Su Yu, keep talking!"

Su Yu nodded: "Suppose we buy materials from merchants at a price of three yuan per 100 catties, isn't it expensive?"

Everyone nodded.

Three cents per pound is really not expensive.

According to Su Yu's method, 100 catties of material can be made into 40 to 50 catties of paper.

And these 40 to 50 catties of paper can be sold for at least ten dollars.

Excluding the expenses of the workers, at least five dollars can be made.

Su Yu continued: "Except for the money we made and the profits deducted by the merchants, the rest of the money goes into the hands of the people."

"At the price of three cents per pound, most merchants will eat one cent from it."

"In the hands of the common people, it becomes the price of fifty catties per cent."

"The main materials of hemp paper are some old bark and vines; an ordinary person can easily get hundreds of pounds of these things in a day."

"In this case, the income of each household will increase by two dollars a day."

The crowd suddenly realized.

As a result, the income of the people increased.

The standard of living will naturally improve.

But then Meng Yi raised another question.

"Su Yu, the territory of Daqin is thousands of miles, and there are thousands of people. The amount of materials collected every day can be imagined."

"I'm afraid Xianyang Palace alone can't eat so many materials, right?"

Lao Zhao and the others nodded.

This is really a big problem.

Although productivity depends on recruiting workers, it can be piled up with manpower.

By the way, it can also increase a lot of income sources for the people.

But such a large-scale production, investment is also a problem.

Su Yu had actually thought about this issue for a long time.

He explained calmly, "If Xianyang Palace can't eat it, I will give it to others."

"How is it divided?" Lao Zhao asked.

"You can hand over the manufacturing method of hemp paper to a trusted businessman for cooperation."

"They are responsible for taking the risk, and we take our share of it with our intellectual property... oh, the manufacturing method."

Does this work too?

The eyes of everyone looking at Su Yu became strange.

Does this approach work?

Wang Ben couldn't help but ask: "We will share the manufacturing method of hemp paper with the merchants. What if they run away? Or make it privately..."

Su Yu did not answer directly, but instead asked: "Pharaoh, what is the most deterrent in our Daqin?"

"Of course it's the Daqin Law!" Wang Ben replied without thinking.

"That's right, it's the Daqin Law!" Su Yu clapped his hands.

"By relying on the power of Xianyang Palace, it can be completely increased in the law.

A protective law for knowledge that yields economic benefits, such as hemp paper manufacturing methods.

For example, if a businessman wants to use this knowledge to conduct business, he must obtain his permission.

And a part of the income needs to be fed back to the owner of the knowledge.

Those who maliciously disclose their content will be severely punished. "

In fact, what Su Yu said is some content about modern intellectual property protection law more than 2,000 years later.

But put it in ancient times, it is definitely more rigorous and more efficient.

After all, the punishment under the Daqin law today is far more frightening than in the future.

At this time, Meng Yi was holding a pen and paper that he did not know where to get it, recording what Su Yu said.

Lao Zhao and Li Si were deeply shocked by Su Yu's idea.

As for Wang Ben, although he is a rough man, he can vaguely hear the doorway, and secretly admire him.

But then Lao Zhao looked at Su Yu with a little embarrassment.

"Su Yu, actually I have a question."

"tell me the story."

"That is, what if... the treasury is a little empty, and there is not much spare capital to buy materials to make paper, what should I do?"

God knows how humiliated Lao Zhao feels at this time.

But the problem cannot be solved.

At present, the treasury of Daqin, it can be said that the mice have to cry when they see it.

There are places where money is used everywhere, and no one can stop.

I want to spend money on this.

It's bound to be a little overwhelming.

Hearing this question, the corners of Su Yu's mouth rose slightly.

"It's easy to handle. If you don't have money, you can use white wolves with empty gloves!"

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