Tang Maolin continued: "The profits of the workshops are good, so naturally they are willing to pay more wages to the working people. The more the people do, the more the workshops make. After all, compared with the wages paid, no matter how you calculate it, it is a profit."
Liu Ziyong was still pondering but did not speak. Zhu Zhanji nodded in agreement: "This is indeed the truth. As long as the workshop makes money, it will not treat the people badly. It's just..."
"Just what?" Tang Maolin was in high spirits and asked without thinking.
Zhu Zhanji lowered his head and said softly: "It's just that the more money the workshop gives, the more people will want to work in the workshop. You said it yourself, you can earn a year's hard work in farming in three months." Money. If the common people rise up, can your workshop accept all the common people?"
"This, how is this possible..." Tang Maolin was stunned. In his mind, he thought of the dense crowd of people pouring into his workshop like a tide. He couldn't help but shudder, and his lips trembled when he spoke.
"That's not all." Seeing that Tang Maolin was frightened, Zhu Zhanji still did not let him go. "If all the people go to work in the workshops, then who will plant the land?"
Tang Maolin gradually came to his senses, and when he heard this, he shook his head sharply, "Brother Zhu, I admit that you have unique insights. But your worries are unnecessary. As I said just now, people only go to the workshops to work during their leisure time. . When the farming season is busy, of course they go back to farm. How come there is no one to farm?"
Zhu Zhanji laughed immediately, looked at Tang Maolin and asked seriously: "You can make a year's money in three months."
, Brother Tang, do you really think that the people who have tasted the benefits will go back to farming? Although the people are not smart enough, Brother Tang, don't think that they are all fools who can't even tell the difference between more money and less money, right? "
Tang Maolin lowered his head and recalled. He thought that after his family's workshop hired ordinary people to work during slack periods, a few ordinary people did jokingly say that it would be great if they could keep working in the workshop.
However, due to road restrictions, these people eventually had to go back.
It is precisely because of this that Tang Maolin gradually became resistant to Lu Yin, believing that Lu Yin was preventing people from making money and getting rich.
Now when I heard Zhu Zhanji's words, I suddenly realized that if the court let Lu Yin go, the people who had tasted the benefits would really not go back to farming.
Zhu Zhanji deliberately paused for a while, just to leave room for Tang Maolin's imagination. Now seeing his look of realization, he smiled and said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. If a large number of people stop farming and work in workshops instead, let's not talk about whether there are so many workshops that can accommodate these people. , even if there is. Can you guarantee that when so many people choose to work, the workshop will still be willing to pay such high wages? "
"And without so many people working on the land, food will definitely be reduced. Once there is a famine, there will be chaos in the world!"
Hiss~
The three of them gasped in unison!
No wonder the court has been unwilling to let go of Lu Yin. Who can afford this result?
Among the three, Liu Ziyong was the happiest, because Zhu Zhanji's words completely matched his thoughts.
But thinking of what Brother Zhu started to say, he asked with great confusion
: "Brother Zhu, since letting go of Lu Yin will lead to instability in the world, why do you still think you can let go?"
Zhu Zhanji chuckled, straightened his back and said, "Of course it's because people can make money during leisure time."
After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, he looked at Liu Ziyong, and the meaning was self-evident.
Liu Ziyong had already argued with Tang Maolin about this principle, so there was no need for Zhu Zhanji to explain it further.
Sure enough, Liu Ziyong lowered his head and pondered, then nodded slightly in agreement with Zhu Zhanji's view.
Lu Wansheng also took the opportunity to interject: "In Brother Zhu's opinion, can the court open up the road diversions during slack farming periods so that people can go to the workshops to work and make money? Then tighten the road diversions during busy farming periods to allow people to return to the factory. Farm the land at home. In this way, it will make money for the people without delaying the farming work. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
"Brother Lu is really wise!"
Lu Wansheng's method simultaneously solved the problem of making money and delaying farming work for the people. It was instantly recognized by Tang Maolin and Liu Ziyong, and they all handed over to him in admiration.
Although Zhu Zhanji did not treat Lu Wansheng like Tang Maolin and Liu Ziyong did, he looked at Lu Wansheng with great admiration and nodded slightly.
Lu Wansheng bowed his hands to the two of them in return, then looked at Zhu Zhanji, smiled and saluted, and said with admiration: "When it comes to having high opinions, Brother Zhu is the real one. I'm just borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."
No need for Lu Wansheng to explain whose flowers he borrowed, everyone knew it.
Zhu Zhanji analyzed the pros and cons of each in just a few words. His vision and ability were even better than theirs.
"Brother Lu received the award, but I don't deserve it." Zhu Zhanji was just curious about their argument.
When he sat down and listened, he didn't even think about trying to make a show of himself. He really didn't care about the fame.
"Brother Zhu is humbled." When Lu Wansheng shook his head and spoke, the other two people nodded subconsciously.
Indeed, based on what Zhu Zhanji said just now, he was indeed being self-effacing.
After a pause, Lu Wansheng asked curiously: "Brother Zhu has extraordinary knowledge and must be from a famous family. I wonder where Brother Zhu comes from?"
This is to find out the details of Zhu Zhanji. After all, we have been chatting for so long and had a great time. Not only was there nothing out of the ordinary about asking about his origins, but it actually meant that he wanted to have a close relationship with him.
Zhu Zhanji could not understand the implication of Lu Wansheng, so he said directly: "America."
America!
Coming from America, with the surname Zhu, and the recent rumor that the grandson of the new Ming Emperor has returned...
Lu Wansheng and others were all quick-thinking people, and they instantly guessed Zhu Zhanji's details.
They didn't guess at first that it was because there were not many people named Zhu in the Ming Dynasty. But it's different in America. Except for the lineage of King Zhu Di of Yan, there are almost no people named Zhu.
The three of them looked at each other in surprise, bowed slightly at the same time, and said in unison: "Is Brother Zhu really a relative of the emperor?"
"This is Zhu Zhanji."
"Greetings to Your Highness." The three of them stood up instantly and were about to kneel down.
Zhu Zhanji stopped everyone with quick eyesight and comforted them back to sit on the stone bench. He said with a smile: "I hit it off with the three of you. You don't need to be so polite. We just get along as equals."
The three of them looked at each other, and finally Lu Wansheng smiled bitterly and lowered his head, "Your Highness, the etiquette must not be discarded."
Zhu Zhanji waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile
: "I am the grandson of the emperor of Xinming, but this is the Ming Dynasty. We are not bound by etiquette, unless you arrive in Xinming, then I can accept your courtesy."
