amaotonovel Chapter 464 Durian and the Happy Old Zhu
Chapter 464 Durian and the Happy Old Zhu
"This is the west gate of the border market."
Yang Shaofeng stood outside the west gate of the market, introducing the market to Emperor Zhu and Empress Ma like a dutiful tour guide.
"The market has four main gates."
"Each gate has a security inspection team and a tax team."
"The entire border market only accepts paper money, not gold, silver, or copper coins."
"Because many people from Dengzhou Prefecture worked in the market, the people of Dengzhou Prefecture and the merchants outside the market were also used to using paper money for transactions."
“Every day, there are probably thousands of merchants coming and going from the market.”
“The daily transaction volume varies, sometimes reaching hundreds of thousands or even millions of strings of cash, and occasionally even tens of millions of strings of cash.”
"At its lowest, it was only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of strings of cash a day."
“The daily commercial taxes alone at the border markets can reach several thousand or even tens of thousands of strings of cash.”
"There are a total of 531 Ming Dynasty citizens working in the market."
"Each person's daily wage is sixty coins, and one meal is provided daily, consisting of two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. A five-coin allowance is given for meals in the morning and evening, so each person can earn seventy coins per day."
"Besides..."
Listening to Yang Shaofeng's introduction, even Emperor Zhu couldn't help but feel a little envious.
The official wage stipulated by the Ming Dynasty was sixty coins a day, but did ordinary people actually receive sixty coins?
Most likely not.
There will always be some money that mysteriously disappears, but there is absolutely no problem with the accounts.
Some people could actually receive sixty coins as wages, but when they went home, they might not have thirty coins left in their pockets.
There are too many twists and turns, and it's too complicated.
I really want to kill all those corrupt officials in the world who are greedy for money!
Emperor Zhu unconsciously clenched his fists, but when he saw Yang Shaofeng, he unconsciously let out a cold snort.
Those corrupt officials don't deserve the title of "dog officials."
That's the decision. From now on, this scoundrel is the real corrupt official.
Completely unaware that he had gained yet another infamy, Yang Shaofeng was leading Emperor Zhu, Empress Ma, Zhu Laosi, Zhu Laowu, and others toward the market.
"These shops are all from Korea, which I usually call 'Korean Street'."
"These shops are all from Annam, which I usually call Annam Street."
"This is Ryukyu Town."
"This is Siam Street."
"This is the clubhouse set up by Dengzhou Prefecture in the market. It can generate about thirty or even fifty strings of cash in revenue for Dengzhou Prefecture every day."
"It may not seem like much, but it can drive quite a few industries."
"After all, this requires a lot of dried fruit, fresh fruit, tea, and some odd jobs."
In Yang Shaofeng's opinion, the clubhouse in the market was already quite good.
The only pity is that it's full of Silla maids, and the quality of Silla maids has declined due to the Li Erfeng family's sustainable overfishing. It's such a pity.
I wonder when I'll be able to get Japanese women and Orangutans.
Otherwise, we should try to persuade Deng Xiaoping to develop the Silk Road.
After all, both the Han and Tang dynasties had fought in the Western Regions.
If the Ming Dynasty doesn't send troops to fight in the Western Regions, won't it be inferior to others in the future?
Yang Shaofeng could swear on the nine generations of all the Japanese slaves on the four islands of Japan that the reason he wanted to instigate Lao Deng to attack the Western Regions was simply because the raisins in the Western Regions were delicious.
Thinking of raisins, Yang Shaofeng turned to Emperor Zhu and Empress Ma and said, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, please wait a moment," before heading straight for Siam Street.
When Yang Shaofeng returned, he was carrying a plate with some yellow fruit on it.
“Mother-in-law, this is a fruit that was recently introduced from Siam.”
"It smells slightly foul, but tastes quite sweet."
"Jin'er and Yu'er really like to eat it."
Empress Ma smiled, picked up a piece of durian, smelled it, first curled her lips in slight disgust, and then put it directly into her mouth.
After finishing her meal, Empress Ma narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "The taste is indeed quite good."
Zhu Chongba, Zhu Laosi, and Zhu Laowu all quietly shifted their positions.
The smell of durian is really too strong.
Stable.
Durian, this lousy thing, is not very popular in the Central Plains because of its unique smell.
Introducing and promoting its cultivation is extremely difficult.
However, with Empress Ma's approval, promoting this thing became a piece of cake.
Let's let the people of Guangdong and Guangxi try planting it then; it would be a good thing for them.
Well, durian alone isn't enough; it needs to be baked with cheese to be perfect.
Durian from Guangdong and Guangxi, cheese from the grasslands.
Once this kind of trade, where neither the North nor the South can do without the other, is promoted, Zhu Chongba, this old man, will no longer need to focus all his attention on the grasslands.
Then we can send Chang Yuchun to the Japanese islands to offer warmth and assistance.
Seeing that Yang Shaofeng was once again inexplicably spacing out, Zhu Laosi walked directly to Yang Shaofeng's side and whispered, "Brother-in-law? Brother-in-law?"
Yang Shaofeng snapped out of his daze and asked, "Your Highness?"
Zhu Laosi glanced cautiously at Emperor Zhu and Empress Ma, and seeing that one of them was busy inspecting the market and the other was busy eating durian, he whispered, "Well, I've been granted the title of Prince of Yan."
Yang Shaofeng thought to himself, "Isn't this obvious?"
Zhu Laosi continued, "Brother-in-law, as you know, Yan is really too poor. The people are living in misery, and those officials are doing nothing right."
“When I was in the capital, I met some students from Ningyang County, so I was thinking, could you send a few more students to Yan?”
Zhu Laowu, who was standing next to him, also whispered, "Brother-in-law, me too. I also need some students from Ningyang County. If that's not possible, students from Dengzhou Prefecture will do."
Yang Shaofeng was immediately dumbfounded.
No, are you two treating the students from Ningyang County and Dengzhou Prefecture like cabbages?
And you keep using terms like "a few" and "some" without even asking where you learned these units of measurement.
Besides, even if I, as your brother-in-law, agree to transfer students to your school, would your father and your eldest brother agree to it?
It's as if they have no shortage of qualified officials under their command!
Just as Yang Shaofeng was secretly complaining, Zhu Huangdi next to him coughed lightly and said, "Fourth brother, your eldest brother has already transferred many students from Ningyang County to Beiping. Don't be too ungrateful."
"And you, Fifth Brother, you don't need any students from Ningyang County for the time being."
Even if you need to, you'll have to wait a bit longer.
"Go to your fourth brother's side first."
Zhu Laosi was overjoyed.
Come to my side first?
From now on, officials from Ningyang County will be sent to Yan first.
Doesn't that mean that Yan will soon become wealthy?
Stable.
In a few more years, once I have been enfeoffed, my elder brother can wait to send officials to take over the grasslands!