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"Although the silver is less, it is of high quality." Zhuge Xuan put a few pieces of silver into Qin Hao's hand and asked him to take a closer look at the difference from what he had seen before.

When he said this, Qin Hao really started to think about it. He picked up one and put it in front of him to take a closer look: "Is there still a secret hidden there?"

After a while, Qin Hao gave up. He looked left and right but couldn't see anything. These silver ingots were shining and white.

Does it look decent? What problems could there be?

"Is it too upright?!" Qin Hao muttered softly.

After all, there is an old saying: the better you look, the more likely you are to deceive others.

But that is a human being, what does it have to do with my money?

Then he gave up the idea, shouldn't the color of silver be like this? Liang was still wrong.

"Don't try to get along with me, I really can't see it." Qin Hao threw the money to Zhuge Xuan and said helplessly.

Zhuge Xuan took the silver, polished the surface of the silver, and began to talk.

"Most of the official silver currently circulating in the Ming Dynasty is the official silver cast in the early Wanli period. Because it is well-made and contains 90% silver, it is the most popular among merchants and people, and the stock is also the largest.

However, the three major conquests in the late Wanli period led to the erosion of the treasury, and the emperor was unwilling to use the assets of his inner treasury. In order to make up for the shortfall, Emperor Wanli asked the Yinfu Department to reduce the silver content, and the silver became increasingly crude. Only 80% of the silver content is left, and 10 taels appear out of thin air. "

Hearing this, Qin Hao smiled and said nothing, and said to himself: This skill has been passed down from generation to generation in the old Zhu family. Zhu Yuanzhang loves to use it, and Wanli also loves to use it.

"As a result, the fineness of the silver on the market has plummeted, and all the silver on the market is dusty and dull. Therefore, the term 'dirty silver' has emerged. If you receive silver of good quality, you will save it and use dirty silver to make change. "

"So there are more and more dirty silver on the market. Isn't this just the effect of bad coins chasing good coins? What does it have to do with us? Could it be that one ingot of our silver can be used as two ingots?"

Isn't it a loss-making business to exchange our good silver for dirty silver?

"Sir, although our money cannot be compared with one against two, we are still profitable." Zhuge said with a smile.

"Tell me about it." Qin Hao asked curiously.

"Only 80% of the silver currently circulating on the market is pure silver, and is mixed with some other impurities. As for the silver content of our silver, do you know how much it contains?" Zhuge Xuan pointed to the silver in his hand and asked with a smile.

Looking at the shining silver, Qin Hao touched his chin and said nonsense: "It must not be less than 90%."

He has said before that the brighter and finer the silver, the better. The silver in front of me is like this, and the silver content cannot be low.

When Zhuge Xuan heard Qin Hao's answer, he smiled and said nothing, and put up the 'six' in a mysterious way.

"What!?"

This was like a bolt from the blue, making Qin Hao's heart tremble. He was so surprised and happy that he could hardly believe his eyes.

After taking a closer look at Zhuge Xuan's fingers, he was still suspicious and asked: "Are you kidding me? How could it be that it only contains 60% silver."

"It's true that it's only 60%." Zhuge Xuan affirmed.

Seeing his tone, Qin Hao believed most of it.

The Ming Dynasty has 80% of its silver, but we only have 60%. If we buy it and recast it, we can get 20% more silver. It's like using silver to lay eggs. And not only the Ming Dynasty, but also Japan, Annan, Western European countries, and the Americas can do it. As long as they can't tell, Qin Hao can count money until his hands cramp.

When he thought of this, Qin Hao's face suddenly showed a look of fanaticism. He hurriedly grabbed Zhuge Xuan's arm, shook it, and asked, "Tell me, how is this done?"

"My lord, be patient and don't be impatient. Be patient and don't be impatient."

Zhuge Xuan waved his hand helplessly: "I said, I said, stop shaking me. My thin arms and legs can't bear your strength."

When he said this, Qin Hao also knew that he was being abrupt. Was he too excited?

So he pulled Zhuge Xuan to the bamboo chair, poured a cup of tea and handed it over, and began to greet Corporal Xian before he got up.

Zhuge Xuan took a sip of tea and said as if offering a treasure: "This method is also simple, just add two elements."

"Which two kinds?" Qin Hao asked curiously.

"One is made of tin and the other is lead, mixed with silver according to a certain proportion, and the silver containing 60% of the silver is made."

"Will this money be exposed?" Qin Hao was a little worried. It couldn't be fake, but it couldn't be true either.

If he is discovered by then, the outcome may not be good. Ming law stipulates that those who make money privately belong to the Yi tribe.

"It's okay, sir. The addition of tin can make the silver shine, and the lead can increase its weight. In this way, the silver will definitely look fake and real, and it will be more popular than the silver circulating in the Ming Dynasty."

There was a reason why Zhuge Xuan dared to say this. He had already had people try out this silver in the territory for a period of time. No one noticed it at all, but it was well received by the people.

"It's not that no one can see it, but it's just not possible in this era." Zhuge Xuan said eloquently.

This formula is a formula for fake silver. Later generations did not have special tools to perform chemical reactions. With the naked eye, the master cannot tell whether it is genuine or fake, let alone now. Moreover, he did not follow all the formulas of later generations. The formula is a bit Pure silver was not added, but he asked the craftsmen to add 60%.

Even if someone knew the chemical reaction of silver, they wouldn't be able to verify it.

This is silver, and it is fine pure silver.

He told Qin Hao this, and Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In this way, when we receive the dirty silver, we will increase production."

Just after finishing speaking, Qin Hao suddenly thought of two questions: First, the silver content is not high, so if I take it back, wouldn't there be no profit? Second, when the people received the silver, they did not suffer losses for no reason.

Qin Hao has nothing to do with the emperor and scholar-bureaucrats. They are happy when they lose. But if ordinary people are like this, wouldn't they be committing evil? He won't be able to sleep at night.

After hearing this, Zhuge Xuan told Qin Hao to rest assured and answered: "When the people see the pure silver we make, they will definitely hide it and exchange it for dirty silver. This will not happen in a short time. If it does happen, it will happen." , I probably don’t care about the profit anymore. This is the answer to the first question.”

"As for the answer to the second question, it's actually very simple. This silver is just a currency equivalent. It itself has no value. Its function is to use it as a means of exchanging objects in daily life."

"Wait, I think I understand." After hearing what Zhuge Xuan said, Qin Hao had an epiphany.

Isn't this the same thing as high school politics, the equivalence of currency.

Qin Hao thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "In other words, as long as there are other items to replace this equivalent, silver can actually disappear."

The best alternative to silver is paper money. As long as it is feasible, paper money can buy the whole world. Isn't that what some countries in later generations have done.

After thinking about this, Qin Hao immediately became open-minded and enlightened. He no longer felt guilty about not hurting people, and he could sleep peacefully.

Afterwards, the two of them had dinner together, drank some tea, chatted about some things, and then rested separately.

We will set off tomorrow, so keep your spirits up and bear the brunt of it.

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