"Husband, why do you want to repair the railway tracks?" An Qing's face was full of doubts.
She had never heard Han Du talk about this matter. It wasn't until rumors from outside reached her ears that she knew that Han Du actually wanted to build railway tracks to Shanghai County.
Han Du opened his right arm, An Qing blushed, lowered his head and sat obediently in Han Du's arms.
Holding his arms around his waist, Han Du put his face against An Qing's ear, "Of course it's to get rich, what else could it be?"
"Get rich? How to get rich?" An Qing's eyes lit up instantly, looking very interested.
Originally, Anqing was not so obsessed with money, but after Yao Yue entered the house and saw her generous behavior with millions of dollars in wealth, Anqing unknowingly became interested in comparison.
Of course, the Zhenguo Duke's family fortune is more than a million dollars, but no matter how big the family fortune is, the money does not belong to Anqing alone, and she cannot dispose of it as she pleases. Yaoyue's wealth of millions of dollars belongs entirely to her alone. .
Han Du smiled and told her his thoughts.
An Qing frowned the more he listened, "Husband, building the railway track from the capital to Shanghai County will cost a lot, right?"
"Of course." Han Du nodded and estimated, "It will probably take about a million guan."
"So much?" An Qing was immediately shocked. We haven't even talked about how to make money yet. Do we have to spend millions of dollars first?
"How much?" Han Du smiled and shook his head. "This is still my rough estimate. It may be more. After all, land needs to be purchased, and railway tracks need to be built and laid. These all cost a lot of money."
Hearing what Han Du said, An Qing couldn't help but feel worried, "Can you make it back?"
"Can I earn it back?" Han Du put his hands on An Qing's shoulders, asked her to face him, and said seriously: "Can you remove the word '?'?"
"But how can you make money by building a railway track? Is it like a racetrack where people pay to see it?" This is the only way Anqing can think of to make money.
The racecourse has long become the financial backbone of the Han government. Countless people who are keen on horse racing linger there every day, and many people are even willing to spend money to watch the hot air balloon show.
Han Du lowered his head and shook his head, "The racetrack attracts people because of the existence of horse betting. Since ancient times, there has always been a shortage of gamblers, and it is impossible for railway tracks to make money like this."
Faced with the extension of Anqing's doubts, Han Du smiled and asked: "Do you know how much it costs to transport 10,000 kilograms of goods from the mouth of the Yangtze River to the capital?"
An Qing shook his head in confusion.
She has never been exposed to these, how would she know?
Han Du stretched out a hand and spread his fingers, "At least five strings."
"Only five guans?" An Qing thought it was too few.
Han Du's words were hesitant and he couldn't help but glance at An Qing. Sure enough, why not eat minced meat?
"Wuguan is already a lot, okay?" Han Du lowered his head and explained with a wry smile: "Those Dafu ships and Cangshan ships can carry tens of thousands of kilograms at a time, and they can earn twenty or thirty guan by transporting them to the capital, which is quite a lot. .”
"Okay, then how do you make money repairing the railway tracks? Are they also used to transport goods?" An Qing nodded subconsciously and asked.
Han Du smiled and nodded, and then briefly explained the function of the train to her.
"...The train can pull hundreds of thousands of kilograms at a time, which is ten times that of the Dafu ship."
"That's not so good! How much does the Fuchuan cost? We have to spend millions to get in." An Qing interjected, feeling a little shortchanged.
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A Dafu ship costs three to four thousand guan each, and one million guan is enough to buy two or three hundred ships. Two to three hundred lucky boats will definitely make more money at one time than trains.
"Listen to me first." Han Du waved his hand, and then explained: "If you think it's not cost-effective, then I'll ask you again, how long does it take for the Fortune Ship to travel from the Yangtze River Estuary to the capital?"
Seeing An Qing didn't answer, Han Du remembered that she didn't seem to know this either.
He quickly said: "It will take at least three days."
"But the train only takes one day from Shanghai County to Beijing."
Anqing didn't know whether it was possible or not, and still felt that the train was of no use.
Han Du added: "Besides, who said the train can only run once a day? As long as you plan the time in advance and put as many trains on the track, you can run as many times a day as possible."
"I'm going to put ten trains on it. One train should be able to earn 400 guan per trip. Ten trains are 4,000 guan per day. Even after expenses are taken away, there will be a net profit of 2,000 guan per day!"
An Qing's interest was finally aroused. His eyes were bright and he was mumbling calculations: "Two thousand guan a day, six or seven a year????????????????" One hundred thousand dollars. In other words, we can get our money back in less than two years?"
"That's not all!" Han Du said enthusiastically: "Transporting goods is only the lowest-profit job. The real money is transporting people."
"Human?" An Qing was stunned.
"Yes!" Han Du nodded heavily: "Think about it, how long does it take for a person to travel from the capital to Shanghai County? How much does it cost?"
"Well, it depends on how to get there?" An Qing asked hesitantly.
Han Du waved his hands forward, "Don't worry about how to get there! Either walk, take a carriage, or ride a horse."
"But look at it, it takes ten days and a half to walk seven to eight hundred miles. During this period, you can eat, drink, have sex, and sleep outside without spending money. If you don't have ten or twenty guan, you can't walk at all. .”
"The same goes for riding a carriage and riding a horse. Although it takes less time, it is more expensive."
"At that time, I will only collect one person, and I will leave in the morning and arrive in Shanghai County in the afternoon. Do you think anyone will come to sit there?"
you still need to ask? An Qing rolled his eyes at Han Du angrily.
No one would refuse to be able to travel a distance that would have cost ten or twenty guan by spending just one guan. Even if Han Du really only charged one guan, I'm afraid the whole train would be crowded with people who wanted to take it.
"If you calculate it like this, the income from transporting people is several times that of transporting goods." An Qing's eyes have already shown the irrepressible expression of Feng Guangguang. She now fully understands that this is a good deal with huge profits.
Han Du smiled and nodded, waving his right hand casually, "That's why I said that transporting goods can only make hard money. The real money is made by people."
"Hearing what you said, I'm a little curious about the train, and I can't wait to see it with my own eyes." An Qing showed a satisfied look.
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"Master, please come over." Uncle Wu came to Han Du and bowed.
"Oh? Dad looking for me?" Han Du put down the fan in his hand and sat up from the recliner.
"Uncle Wu, you can do your own business. I'll go to Dad's place by myself."
"yes."
Han Du played with the fan in one hand and came to his father's study in a hurry.
Pushing the door open and walking in, "Dad, are you looking for me?"
Hande was sitting behind the table, looking down at something.
Hearing Han Du's voice, Han De raised his head and waved with a smile on his face, "Come and take a look, Han Shu has replied."
"Oh?" Hande looked serious, quickly put away his fan and walked to his father's side.
After receiving the letter from his father, Han Du hurriedly scanned it.
Although he was very angry with Han Shu for going to America, he had already gone. Since he couldn't stop it, he might as well accept the result head-on.
And Han Du couldn't help but worry about Han Shu who was going to sea. After all, he would have to sail tens of thousands of miles along the way, and it was not impossible that something unexpected would happen along the way.
Fortunately, Han Shu arrived safely, which made Han Du feel relieved.
After reading it, he put the letter back on the table, sat down on the chair next to him, and sighed: "I didn't expect that Zhu Di actually found the Great Lakes. He is so lucky."
After hearing this, Han De straightened up his face and reprimanded: "I know that you and King Yan are not at odds with each other, but you can't yell at Zhu Di. Now King Yan is proclaimed emperor over there. If I see you in the future, I will Treat them with the courtesy of a king and a minister."
"Don't forget, Han Shu is now an official under his subordinates."
Han Du curled his lips, Zhu Di, a shameless person, only had a million people, but he worshiped heaven and proclaimed himself emperor, founded a new Ming Dynasty, and named him Yongle!
"Okay dad, I understand..." Although he said this, Han Du still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Han De knew that it would not be so easy to make Han Du bow his head, but as long as Han Du agreed, he would accept it sooner or later as time went by.
"This is best." Han De stared into Han Du's eyes meaningfully.
Han Du couldn't stand being stared at by his father's scorching gaze, so he had to surrender and said: "Okay, okay, I will definitely keep it in mind, is that okay?"
Han De let him go and then said, "Han Shu wants to build an academy there. What do you think about this?"
Hande felt a little excited. He knew the benefits of establishing an academy. Why is it that the current Duke of Zhen is enjoying so much glory and wealth, but no one dares to target him?
It is precisely because more than 60% of the officials in the court now came from the academy.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the Zhenguo government never does anything to bully others.
However, no matter what, now the academy has almost become the foundation of the Zhenguo Palace. As long as the academy exists for one day, no one will dare to bully him even if the Duke's Mansion falls one day.
If Han Shu could establish an academy in America, then the Han family would truly be as stable as Mount Tai.
"Tell him, never!" Han Du decisively interrupted his father's thoughts.
"Ah?" Han De didn't understand why Han Du objected, "Why not?"
Han Du patted his hand without permission and said coldly: "Because the time has changed! When I built the academy, the late emperor was still there. The late emperor was talented and wise, so naturally he wouldn't care about me, a junior, in front of him. Jumping around."
"But even so, I have never been in charge of the academy. The academy's judge has always been the emperor."
"Then the emperor came to the throne, and he was also kind-hearted, so he was able to tolerate the existence of me as the deputy judge."
Having said this, Han Du looked deeply into his father's eyes: "Dad, do you think Zhu Di can compare with the late emperor and the emperor?"
