Farmer of Shu Han

"Cultivate Nanzhong?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Feng Yong, but there was no focal length in his eyes, and he subconsciously manipulated the chess pieces in his hands, "Tanglang County in Nanzhong is in a desolate place, and the copper mines in it will take at least three years to produce output."

"If you want to mine Yaquan on the edge of the Shanghai River, it will take at least five years, because a plank road will be built on the mountain. The money and food that will be spent during this period will not be a small amount."

Feng Yong knew the elegant meaning when he heard the words, he quickly moved his position, moved over, and started to use Feng Langjun's special skill: clever words and expressions.

"Prime Minister, woolen cloth is used as collateral now because everyone recognizes it. After all, woolen cloth is a good thing, and currently no one can weave it except us, so it is rare, so it is valuable."

"But in the future there will always be people who will learn how to weave woolen cloth. At that time, no one will recognize this note, so if you want to keep this note worthwhile, you still have to ask the imperial court to use copper as collateral."

When the wool trade with Liangzhou is normalized, and the workshops in Nanzheng are normalized, the output of felt cloth will inevitably continue to increase.

When wool grows to a certain extent, its scarcity will gradually disappear, and then wool bills will definitely encounter a crisis.

Therefore, restoring the precious metal standard is the normal form of currency.

And before this happens, it would be best if a national credit system for banknotes could be established—after all, banknotes are convenient.

Not only is it convenient for daily carrying and use, but it is also convenient for the imperial court to collect more seigniorage.

Paper money costs much less than copper coins.

"Now we can take advantage of the value of woolen cloth, and then find ways to raise some money and food, and open the copper in Tanglang County as soon as possible, so that we will not be afraid that the tickets will not be recognized in the future."

When Zhuge Liang heard it, his heart beat, "How to raise?"

Feng Tubie took a look, is this a joke? He quickly moved his buttocks and sat closer.

"Prime Minister, I have an immature idea, please consider it for me."

"explain."

Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Tubie's flattering face, and thought to himself, who did you learn the appearance of a lucky minister?

If someone else dared to show such an appearance in front of him, he would have reprimanded him long ago. It's just that for some reason, he always has more patience with this kid than others.

"Hey, that's right. We can spread the news that the imperial court plans to mine copper mines in Tanglang County, and then we can use the wool cloth produced by the two workshops in Hanzhong as a guarantee to raise money and food from the big families in central Shu. We have agreed on several The profit will be returned to them after the copper is mined..."

"Impossible! In this way, where will the imperial court lose face? There has been no such rule since ancient times for the imperial court to borrow money from the people!"

Zhuge Liang flatly refused.

The big man is gone, so where is the face?

Feng Yong gave a "tsk", "Prime Minister, please listen to me first."

"Tell me, let me listen, and I want to see what reason you have to say?"

"Prime Minister, today the world is divided into three parts, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is the autumn of life and death. The Cao thief now occupies eighth of the world, and the remaining two points are the big Han and Soochow. If the big Han is less than one point How can the land in the southwest destroy the bandits and rejuvenate the Han?"

"Therefore, if you want to restore the Han Dynasty, you must not follow the rules, you have to find another way."

"Also, if the prime minister wants to make the Northern Expedition, he needs to be united by the big men. However, most of the big clans in Yizhou have ulterior motives, or they have other plans, or they want to settle down."

"As for the Cao bandits in the north, ever since Cao Pi established the Ninth Rank Official Law, the aristocratic families have gradually forgotten their family and embraced the Cao bandits. How difficult is it to use the half-divided world that is not in harmony to attack the eighth-divided world that is in harmony?"

"So we tried to change the attitude of the Yizhou aristocratic family and let them take the initiative to contribute to the revival of the Han Dynasty."

Feng Yong talked for a long time, feeling a little dry mouth, coupled with the profuse sweating a few times just now, he just felt extremely thirsty, picked up the bowl and drank the tea a few times, still Feeling thirsty, I wanted to reach out for the kettle to pour water.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang reached out first, picked up the kettle, got up and poured a bowl of water for Feng Yong.

Feng Yong felt overwhelmed all of a sudden, and was about to get up immediately.

Zhuge Liang pressed his shoulders and said softly, "Go on."

"Yes Yes."

Then Feng Tubie let out an "Alas" in his heart, oh my god, the Prime Minister poured water for me personally. I don't know how many big men can get this honor?

A Dou didn't get it either, did he?

Am I not treated better than the emperor?

The soil turtle was feeling beautiful in his heart, only to hear the prime minister on the other side knock on the table suddenly, "Keep talking!"

"Oh, fine, go ahead."

Feng Yong thought for a while, held back for a while, but got stuck.

It's over, the patronage is so excited, I forgot what to say.

"Prime Minister, uh, what did you say just now?"

Feng Yong thought for a long time but couldn't think of it, so he could only ask coyly.

"A powerful family in central Shu."

The prime minister's temper at this time was surprisingly good.

"Oh, yes, a rich family in central Sichuan. Prime Minister, I think so. At the copper mine in Tanglang County, we will raise some money and food from the big families in central Sichuan, and promise to give them some interest so that they can enjoy the sweetness. .”

"People in the world are looking for profit, and with the guarantee of pastures and workshops in Hanzhong, most people are willing to borrow. In this way, we can easily raise money and food, and speed up the copper mining in Tanglang County. If this can be done , as an example."

"Then, when the Prime Minister goes to the Northern Expedition, if there is not enough money and food, you can promise them to buy and sell wool from Liangzhou and other places and learn how to weave woolen cloth as collateral, and they will be able to prepare a lot of money and food."

"In this way, in order to make a profit, the Yizhou aristocratic family will definitely assist the Prime Minister in the Northern Expedition. There must be a precedent, someone must make it. Wasn't there no precedent when Guan Zhong opened his daughter-in-law?"

National debt, originally originated from national wars.

As long as the indigenous families in Yizhou are tied to the chariots of the Northern Expedition, are they afraid that they will hold back?

After listening to Feng Yong's words, Zhuge Liang didn't say anything for a long time, but just looked at Feng Yong fixedly.

The prime minister of the Han Dynasty does not know what a central bank is, and he may not know what financial leverage is, let alone what is an invisible hand and a tangible hand in the market.

But Huang Yueying and Zhuge Qiao both have shares in the ranch and workshop in Hanzhong, so he has a rough estimate of the ranch and workshop in Hanzhong.

He knows even more how much tax a big man can get in a year.

But in the second half of this year, the actions of this kid in front of him completely subverted his cognition.

Soldiers are the great affairs of the country.

Conquest has always been a waste of money and people.

This year's Southern Expedition was quite normal at the beginning, but in the end, with the help of a certain ground turtle, it began to evolve into a grand carnival of nobles.

A certain soil turtle waved paper-printed notes one by one, from Nanzhong to Jincheng, and then from Jincheng to Hanzhong, countless people followed his command.

Labor becomes bills, bills become wool, wool becomes money, food or something else.

Nearly a million yuan of money came out of the sky quietly, but swept the entire big man with a surge.

The big man earned the equivalent of half a year's income, which offset the expenditure of the southern expedition to a large extent.

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, who originally thought he would have to recuperate for two years before he could use his troops again, found that he could recover in just one year. If there were two or three more years, the Northern Expedition would be at least two or three points more certain.

Xungui got a large amount of labor, which greatly eased the tense labor situation in Hanzhong.

And those companies that have a share in the textile workshop in Hanzhong, use the ranch and workshop as guarantee, just transfer the labor, and earn a net profit of 20 yuan for each labor.

At least in Zhuge Liang's eyes, these companies didn't do anything at all, and they made a living of 250,000 yuan in a few months.

But even so, Xungui and even the court would like to thank Feng Yong.

This is simply a dream!

This method is unheard of!

Just talking and laughing can stir up troubles, but that's it.

Hearing this son's remarks again now, is he thinking of playing with the aristocratic families in the middle of Sichuan, and intending to imitate the old example of Nanzhong again?