It is impossible for the emperor to be a trousers, after all, he is not a locust who needs the queen to make extra money to support his family.
Li Er's speech was more like a statement and a display of determination.
The one who was really worried about being forced to wear pants was Du Ruhui.
Thinking of the empty warehouse of the Ministry of Revenue, the melancholy Du Ruhui's first thought was to resign. Even if he worked in the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Etiquette, it would be better than worrying all day long and not being able to sleep.
But if you resign at this time, everyone will laugh at you as a deserter.
He thought about all the ways he could think of, and finally set his sights on Li Yunze.
If anyone in the world can come up with such a huge sum of money, only this Lantian County Prince... Oh, he is now the County Uncle.
"Borrowing money? It's okay to borrow money, but what will you use to repay it? Where is the guarantee of equal value?"
Li Yunze's rhetorical question made Du Ruhui look at Li Er subconsciously.
If you change to a dark-hearted civil servant, he will first do everything possible to get the money, divide most of it up and down himself, finish the rest, and then walk away and leave the mess to the next person.
If you really find it on your body, it will be a clean and tidy neck, 'rich or not, it will cost your life~~~'
At that time, the real master of suffering is calling the heavens and heavens to respond, and the earth and the earth to be inoperable.
It's a pity that Du Ruhui is a civil servant with integrity and can be called a true scholar-bureaucrat. He can't do such a thing for the sake of face.
He placed his hope on Li Er, hoping that the emperor would come forward to provide guarantee.
Apart from anything else, the emperor's face... Of course, only the face provided by the emperor who wants face and has the strength to maintain it is useful, and the foolish kings and Shaqiao are not included in this category.
Feeling Du Ruhui's gaze, Li Er subconsciously moved his head and picked up the book Li Yunze placed on the table.
"...futon..."
Seeing the emperor flipping through the illustrated book with gusto, Du Ruhui said calmly, "Zihou, I won't talk nonsense anymore. If you have any idea, just speak up."
He simply lay down, and you can use whatever tricks you have, as long as the thing can be done.
"Du Gong." Li Yunze looked around at the many civil and military nobles who looked over with concern. "Everyone."
"I would like to ask you, is this railway profitable?"
After saying this, the civil and military nobles all laughed subconsciously, "Of course it makes money."
The income from passengers along the route alone is already astounding, not to mention the even more profitable freight revenue.
To use a popular saying in Chang'an City now, 'when the train rings, there is a thousand taels of gold. '
Li Yunze nodded and asked again, "If there is such an opportunity to make money, would you like to participate in it and invest a share?"
As soon as these words came out, the wise man had an instant enlightenment.
The imperial court has no money, but they have money.
In recent years, thanks to the technology and materials provided by Li Yunze, nobles from various families have made a lot of money.
Apart from anything else, it is not too difficult for each family to spend tens of thousands of dollars.
Li Yunze smiled even more, "As you all know, I spent my own money and effort to build this railway. In return, His Majesty gave me the right to operate it for twenty years. If everyone works together to build a railway that Your Majesty wants, I don't think you will." Will be stingy with twenty years of experience
Camp rights. "
"That's not enough." Du Ruhui, who was calculating quickly in his mind, first glanced at Li Er, who was calmly reading a book, and then said, "One pound of iron is worth thirty cents, and one mile of railway requires more than one hundred thousand pounds of iron. To build one mile of railway, at least three thousand guan of iron money is needed.
"
Li Yunze on the side smiled and said nothing.
He did not remind that iron is different from iron to iron, and from iron to rail, in addition, all aspects of production, manufacturing and transportation are different. The cost and terminal price are even more different. And the terrain is different, and the prices are even different.
Li Yunze knew these things, but he didn't say them out because it would be meaningless.
It was extremely difficult for the literati and officials to do what Du Ruhui did. At least they did not criticize the saint for disturbing his rest and demanded that they be demolished.
Nor did he become a corrupt scholar who scolded those who had strange and obscene techniques and should be punished!
The civil servants of the Tang Dynasty could choose to accept it calmly, which is already the best result. Then stop worrying about the details and ask others according to your own standards.
Li Ji, who was sitting next to Changsun Wuji who was smiling broadly, frowned and made some calculations: "There are always places four or five thousand miles from Chang'an City to Gaochang. In other words, just buying iron will cost more than ten million yuan." ?”
As soon as the price came out, everyone fell silent, except Changsun Wuji who couldn't help laughing like a pig.
Even Li Er, who was attracted by the book, couldn't help frowning and looking over, "Why are you so happy?"
Changsun Wuji, who suppressed his laughter, hurriedly saluted, "The sow in Zhuangzi's pigsty gave birth to eight piglets in one breath. She is so happy."
Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard this, and even Li Er snorted coldly.
Everyone knows that Li Yunze provided the technology and Changsun Wuji provided the money and effort to build the iron factory. It was obvious that he was going to make crazy money this time.
Du Ruhui took over, "We also need to include labor, various accessories, personnel training, daily maintenance patrols and other expenses. The cost of building one mile of land starts at 5,000 guan."
This is really in line with the saying, you can't fix it even if you become a trouser.
The many distinguished civil and military officials present here have smashed all their belongings in, but they still can't repair it.
When everyone's eyes fell on Li Yunze, Li Er put the book in his hand into his sleeves, stood up and called Changsun Wuji to the car behind.
The latter section also belongs to Li Er, and is a place specifically for him to sleep.
Don't get me wrong, this is not to invite Changsun Wuji to sleep with him, but to teach him a lesson when he sees that he has earned too much.
The door was closed, and everyone could only hear the sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang," and they didn't know how Li Er repaired his brother-in-law.
After a stick of incense passed, the carriage door was opened, and Li Er walked out with his hands behind his back. Changsun Wuji, who was following him, was obviously much paler, and his steps were a little sloppy.
After sitting down again, Changsun Wuji, who was a little lost, kept looking at Li Yunze.
Sure enough, after Li Er sat down, he simply stated, "I think the business tax of thirty to one is too low. Heavy weapons such as iron should be taxed."
Li Yunze, who looked indifferent, shrugged, "Add as much as you like, and raise the price as much as you want."
Increase the price as much as you want to add taxes, and in the end the court will foot the bill.
Li Er narrowed his eyes, "Aren't you afraid of the Salt and Iron franchise?"
In the early Tang Dynasty, in order to quickly restore the economy, Datang adopted a method of cooperation with large merchants to stimulate economic development and rapid improvement in material supply.
Whether it is salt or iron, it can be bought and sold privately at this time.
However, this kind of thing cannot last long. After all, salt and iron have been a monopoly since the Qin and Han Dynasties, and the court cannot give up this huge profit.
Everyone's thoughts were aroused. If it was a salt and iron franchise, then things would be simple.
There is no need to pay for the iron to build the railway, it is provided by the imperial court.
It's easier to do labor and other things, just send corvee directly.
This is really a good idea!
Li Yunze didn't care at all here. Instead, he smiled even more relaxedly, "It doesn't matter. You can just expropriate it directly. It's just that without my technical support, if you want to produce thousands of miles of railway tracks in a few years, just dream."
One sentence brought everyone back to reality.
Datang's iron output is enough to reach tens of millions of kilograms a year. Even if it is not used elsewhere and all is invested in railways, can it be built hundreds of miles a year?
If you want to go to Gaochang to cultivate... Hey, maybe the big guy's grandson can meet him.
After a long silence, Li Er said again, "How about I use mines, land, labor, and taxes to share in your iron factory?"
After hearing this, Li Yunze immediately turned to look at Changsun Wuji, who had an earthy face.
Squeezing out a smile that was even uglier than crying, Changsun Wuji nodded with difficulty, "I will transfer everything here to Your Majesty."
Everyone wanted to laugh, but they could only hold back because they were concerned about Changsun Wuji's face.
"Yes." Li Yunze agreed simply, "Whoever we cooperate with is cooperation. The specific ex-factory price can be negotiated and decided after calculating the cost."
Li Er nodded with satisfaction, took out the book from his sleeve and continued to read.
After temporarily solving the problem of running railway tracks worth tens of millions, the topic returned to how to build a railway from Chang'an to Gaochang.
"The imperial court sold the operating rights for twenty years and raised funds from the private sector to build the railway." Li Yunze said to Du Ruhui, "If it is too expensive to build it directly to Gaochang, you can build it to Lanzhou first. Don't be in a hurry to make a fat man in one bite, go step by step. Construction is.
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All the civil and military nobles nodded, saying that this was indeed a good idea.
If it were only built to Lanzhou, it would be much simpler.
As for whether it would be like going from Chang'an to Shengzhou, or from Chang'an to Luoyang, with Li Yunze paying for and taking full responsibility for the entire journey, no one is willing to do so.
This kind of railway, where money is flowing, needs everyone to get a piece of the pie. How can Li Yunze get it all by himself?
When he proposed to build the railway from Chang'an City to Lanzhou first, the civil and military nobles enthusiastically expressed their intention to participate.
Li Yunze said that 5,000 guan per share would be the minimum entry standard, and after determining the total quota, annual dividends would be distributed based on the shares of each company.
Li Er felt very uncomfortable when he saw his subordinates shouting out the sky-high prices of 51,000 and 23,000.
Wei Zheng had been scolded by Wei Zheng for his suggestion to build a palace, but these guys can spend millions of wealth on it so casually, it's really annoying!
Du Ruhui will make the specific arrangements, which is also his responsibility.
Li Yunze got up and went to the dining car, preparing to have a sumptuous dinner.
The sumptuous dinner lies in the variety of ingredients.
All kinds of vegetables and fruits, all kinds of beef, mutton and fish are available.
But when it comes to the exquisite dishes, that's about it.
After all, it was Li Yunze who made the iron pot. How could he develop such a fine cuisine culture so quickly in just a few years?
The technical level of the imperial chef Li Er brought with him was the same as that of Lijiazhuang, because Li Er's imperial chef was originally a cook from Lijiazhuang.
This is also the ceiling of the entire Datang cuisine.
As expected, Li Er, with his hands behind his back, wandered over to sit opposite him.
Facing Li Yunze's gaze, Li Er smiled slightly and said something meaningful.
"I think the aristocratic families are also very rich."
