"Hey, just sit down."
Lao Zhu was also a man who had fought in the war. He stretched out his hand and pushed him back to the chair with a slight force. Zhu Biao couldn't help but stroke his forehead slightly.
"Gu Chen, if you have a way, just say it. Don't worry, even if you say something wrong, Guhe's father will not blame you."
The father may be rude, but seeing the child frightened, his lips turned white.
"Yes, yes, whatever you say."
It was rare for Lao Zhu to smile so lovingly, and his big and innocent face was full of expectations.
Gu Chen took a deep breath: "Since Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can trust me, I will tell you directly. I do have ways to prevent counterfeiting."
Isn't it just to make color-changing ink? This thing is not a problem for him.
However, he didn't know whether others would learn from it and forge counterfeit coins in the future. Anyway, he would just think of another way then.
This kind of technical stuff made Gu Chen salivate and even the father and son didn't understand it.
Gu Chen: "...How about I wait until I finish it and present it to His Majesty for a look?"
Isn't this a waste of saliva?
Then there is the issue of quantity. You must know that banknotes are actually a matter of credibility, and no currency can stop gold, silver, and copper from being used as hard currency.
Why didn’t the Manchus make paper money?
Because when the Ming Dynasty opened and closed in Longqing, two-thirds of the world's silver was brought into the Ming Dynasty, so there was no need to get any paper money out.
Only if paper money is followed by gold and silver seals will the money not depreciate.
"However, this way, the money is still not enough."
Lao Zhu rubbed his chin, feeling worried about the future coins.
Gu Chen held up his hands: "Your Majesty, gold and silver can be made slowly, but once the treasure depreciates, it will never be recovered."
The exchange ratio between treasure banknotes and copper coins and silver became very fast.
At the end of the day, the banknotes could only be exchanged for two to three hundred copper coins.
This actually means that there is a problem with the country’s credibility.
To put it more plainly, it is the consequence of unscrupulous money printing.
"Sure, we listen to you. We will print as much money as we have gold and silver."
"Never print more than one copy. Go back and take out the anti-counterfeiting piece as soon as possible for us to see."
"Then reorganize all the more perfect ways you can think of and submit them to us."
In short, he must print treasure banknotes.
Letting banknotes circulate in the market while keeping gold and silver in the treasury is extremely safe no matter how you look at it.
Although the Gu family's yard is small, it is well-equipped.
Su Wanying sat in the courtyard and lit the glass lamp, picked up a book and read it boredly, and kept looking into the study.
"The master has been a little busy lately, so I haven't used much of dinner."
Xiao Taozi brought her a bowl of red bean soup and smiled when she saw her girl frequently going to the study.
"I'm worried about things in the court, and I can't help my husband."
"You give this bowl of red bean soup to my husband. There is no need to disturb him by talking."
It is indeed a good thing that her husband is making progress, but as a wife, she still feels a little distressed.
'Bang bang bang'
There was a knock on the door suddenly. Su Wanying looked at the sky and couldn't help but feel a little strange: "It's almost the third watch now, why is there still someone coming to the door?"
"He Yong, go and have a look."
He Yong was the boy he brought from his parents' house. Hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and opened the door.
"Girl, you are a little beggar."
When she heard that the person coming was a little beggar, Su Wanying got up from her seat and came to the door to look at the person.
I saw that the person who came was wearing tattered clothes, and his face was so dirty that he couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.
He was about ten years old and looked extremely pitiful.
"Madam, please do me a favor and give it to the one who stutters."
His voice was hoarse and changed, so he was definitely a little boy.
"Come in first."
Seeing that he is as old as Brother Hao, he has to live such a miserable life now.
Su Wanying couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, and asked when she saw that he was still injured.
"Child, where did your injuries come from? Where are your parents and family? What is your name? How old are you this year?"
She winked at Xiao Taozi and motioned for her to get some food and medicine.
"Back to Madam, the wounds on the boy's body were caused by other beggars. They...they snatched the white-flour steamed buns I begged for in the afternoon."
"I don't know who my parents are. I was raised by my grandfather."
"It was too cold during the Chinese New Year, so grandpa left without holding on."
"He named me San'er because I was the third child he picked up."
"I am ten years old this year. Thank you madam for giving me food. Madam will have a safe life."
Although he is a little beggar, the child looks very sensible, speaks very smartly, and can also say auspicious words.
"You said you were the third child picked up by grandpa, but what about your other two brothers?"
Are they unwilling to take care of this child?
"To tell you my wife, they are all dead. The eldest brother died of starvation, the second brother died of cold, and the boy has no relatives."
San'er lowered his head aggrievedly, and a glimmer of light flashed in a place where no one could see.
It seems that Shangfeng is right. As long as the hostess is willing to leave him, he can stay in this house smoothly.
"Yo, who is this?"
After Gu Chen finished his work, he came out of the study and saw an extra child in the yard. His wife was even wiping his face and applying medicine herself.
"No one wants this child." Su Wanying said softly: "Wandering outside and being beaten all the time, sir, our family still needs someone to serve you."
"How about I teach him a lesson and let him stay at our house and work?"
San'er was nibbling on soft steamed buns and looking at Gu Chen pitifully.
"This is okay."
Gu Chen looked a little soft-hearted, but still asked.
"Why don't you knock on other people's doors and only knock on my door?"
I am only a seventh-grade censor, who would put people around me?
However, whether it is or not, let’s accept it first.
Whose person it is, you can observe carefully, maybe you can take advantage of it.
Of course, he hoped that he was overthinking it.
San'er said softly: "My lord, please forgive me. I have noticed Madam a long time ago. Seeing Madam's kindness, I am very hungry, so I thought of coming to ask for my stutter."
When Su Wanying heard that he said she was kind-hearted, she immediately beamed with joy.
"Ms. sir, it's so late. You should go back to bed quickly. You have to go to court tomorrow morning. Just leave San'er to me."
This child looks good, she is going to stay anyway.
"become."
Gu Chen was also sleepy, turned around to go back, and suddenly remembered something.
"Remember to give him a name and take him to the government tomorrow to register."
Beggars generally do not have household registration. Without household registration, they are not considered citizens.
It’s inconvenient to do anything without the identity of a citizen, so it’s better to register as an account holder.
