"My grandson Liu Deng, thank you very much, grandpa and grandma. However, my grandson has one more thing to do today. I would like to ask grandpa, grandma and aunt to help him make it together... Otherwise, Sheng'er would be too shameless to go back. Already..."
Anyway, we are already shameless, so let’s just be shameless. Liu Deng thought very simply. These people are not outsiders anyway. They only need to be honest. It doesn’t matter whether they want face or not.
"You little guy, I think you are addicted to crying. Could you please tell me what it is?"
Seeing his playful look, Liu Heng was amused by him. The sons and grandsons who accompanied him were all cautious in their actions and had been taught to be gentlemen by the gentlemen. They all wished they could turn themselves into unsmiling wooden men.
How can anyone be as shameless as Liu Deng? He just started to behave and roll around without even saying a few words when they met.
"My grandson, I have written a memorial about this matter. Please take a look at it, Grandpa Huang!"
As Liu Deng spoke, he took out a scroll from his arms. Of course, he still kept it in one hand. He still didn't take out the mulberry paper. This was serious silk.
"You little skinny monkey, you should just tell me directly. There are no outsiders here anyway, and you have already begged us. So please tell me in detail, what is it?"
The emperor has always been a loner, but Liu Deng's behavior today made him feel the rare family affection, and he couldn't help but feel good, he said half-jokingly.
"Reporting to Grandpa Huang, my grandson has just said that he has discovered a method of making salt that is more than a thousand times faster than before. However, all the salt roads in the world have been destroyed by Wu Chu and other countries. Monopoly, so the salt made by my grandson cannot be sold now. I originally wanted to use the money to improve the people's livelihood in Daiguo, but if the salt cannot be sold, there will be no money!"
As Liu Deng spoke, he began to cry loudly again. He was bursting with snot and tears. He looked extremely disgusting. However, the atmosphere was now heated. Even Liu Heng felt that this boy was really wronged. .
"Then what do you want to do? You can't let Grandpa Huang sell salt for you, right?"
Liu Heng was also upset by his crying, and finally said something stupid, but little did he know that this was what Liu Deng was waiting for.
"Grandpa Huang, of course I don't need you to sell salt. I just want you to write a plaque for my grandson so that you won't waste your efforts. My grandson is willing to dedicate 30% of the profits from the business to Grandpa Huang every year. !”
As soon as Liu Deng said these words, Liu Heng was almost angry. After a long time, this boy was waiting for him here?
"You're really a kid... Then tell me how you plan to sell it?"
After hearing what Liu Heng said, Liu Deng understood that his plan was more than half successful, and the rest would be much simpler. As long as he could deceive their hearts, the matter would be considered a success!
"My grandson made a detailed plan with some drawings. It's outside now. I asked Grandpa Huang to let them bring it in!"
Liu Deng stopped crying as soon as he wiped away his tears and said seriously.
"It seems that you little guy has a plan. Someone is here, please bring the things in!"
This actually surprised Liu Qi. He never expected that Liu Deng's boy could be so skillful. Why didn't this boy say anything in his house?
Little did he know that what Liu Deng originally wanted to say was frightened away by his words that if a tree is as good as a tree, the wind will destroy it. However, the meat will be rotten in the pot, and Liu Heng won't be alive for a few years anyway. , this thing will still be his after Liu Heng dies.
"Open it! Be careful!"
Several eunuchs came in carrying a long scroll, which looked more than three meters high.
This was Liu Deng's little thought. He had put a lot of effort into preparing this thing. If he wanted to get it done, he had to explain the pros and cons clearly.
Soon after, when the Eternal Emperor comes to power, all salt and iron will be nationalized, but now individuals can still operate it. The past few decades are enough for Liu Deng to slowly make money.
"What is this?"
Looking at the unfamiliar chart on the scroll, Liu Heng asked with interest.
"Grandfather and Grandmother, forgive your grandson for being unreasonable. Let's take a look first. This is the current distribution of salt production areas in the Han Dynasty, as well as an analysis of the types and prices of the salt they produced!"
When Liu Deng said this, even Liu Heng's face became serious.
It seems that this kid has quite a lot of ambitions. Is he already plotting against the whole country now?
"After reading this, Grandpa Huang, you should understand what kind of life the people are living now, right? Now let's talk about my plan!"
So Liu Deng started to talk about it. He had thought about this statement for a long time. To put it bluntly, it was very simple. First, establish a three-level distribution system in all major cities in the country and strictly regulate the price of salt. Each level would get every Level profits!
Make this thing a semi-state-owned enterprise, and everyone, including the emperor, will get a share of it.
The emperor gets 30%, Liu Deng only gets 20%, and the person who contributes gets a share based on the amount of investment!
This unprecedented distribution model really made Liu Heng's eyes shine. If calculated according to this distribution model, this would fundamentally eliminate the possibility of profiteers speculating on salt.
"Then what do you think the price of this green salt should be?"
This is what Liu Heng cares about most. As a famous frugal emperor in history, he does not pursue much money. What he cares about now is how much benefits the people can get.
"What I mean is that I have kept the cost to a minimum and provided sixty coins to the trading house. However, all transshipment costs need to be calculated separately. The price for the firm's external distribution is set at ninety coins, and the secondary distribution price is one hundred and ten coins. Wen, the price of third-level distribution is 130 Wen, and everyone’s transportation costs are calculated separately. If calculated in this way, the final price in the hands of the people will never exceed 160 Wen! Of course, every transaction requires Pay taxes, and all taxes will be directly deducted from the price of salt. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
hiss--
Now even Liu Heng felt a little toothache. This boy really dared to think that he wanted to sell his salt to the whole world.
"If you follow your plan, how much salt do you need to provide every day? Have you calculated it?"
After Liu Heng hesitated for a while, he discovered the flaw in this plan.
"Grandpa Qi, my grandson is now able to produce thirty thousand dan per day!"
"puff--"
"How many did you say?"
