Listening to Zhu Xiongying's words, Lao Zhu turned his head away angrily, looking very angry.
"Haha, if you don't want to go, then don't go. At this time, you don't earn a lot of money!"
"It hasn't been completely rolled out yet. Once it is rolled out, I will talk to Grandpa!" Zhu Xiongying said,
"In addition, next year, the ice cubes will also need to be sold in other state capitals!"
"In one summer, I can make a million taels of silver!"
"With other things, a few million taels a year should be enough!" |
Zhu Xiongying's words completely rubbed salt into Lao Zhu's wounds.
Lao Zhu suddenly turned his head and said,
"A few million taels more? Just dream. How can you make so much money?"
"Our Ming Dynasty worked so hard for a year, but it only cost more than 20 million taels!"
"You don't do anything and you only get a few million taels?"
"Hahaha, let's wait and see when the time comes!" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile.
"Huh, let's go back!" As he said that, Lao Zhu stood up and walked out angrily.
"Haha!" Zhu Xiongying shook his head and smiled again and said,
"Remember what I said!"
Immediately, he followed Lao Zhu and walked back outside.
It wasn't long before they came out, and they had almost seen everything they needed to see.
The common people did not continue to talk about the past things. In short, Lao Zhu was still very satisfied with the first half.
But now, Lao Zhu is very angry.
"Grandson!" Finally, when he was approaching the palace, Lao Zhu couldn't help it anymore.
"Oh? Grandpa, what do you want to say?" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile.
"You...hum!" Seeing Zhu Xiongying knowingly asking questions, he was waiting for himself to speak.
Lao Zhu felt angry again and opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.
He, Lao Zhu, is a face-saving person. How could he just ask his grandson for money?
But, several million taels!
If Lao Zhu was given this, how many things could he do?
Just put it in a child's hand, is that okay?
The child is still young and has so much money. What if he spends it randomly?
If you don't say anything, so much money will have nothing to do with you!
That's all, it's shameless. This is Da Sun's own. If you give it to yourself, you are filial to yourself.
Moreover, it will all be his from the Ming Dynasty onwards, so what’s the point of taking some money from him now?
He handed over the entire Ming Dynasty to him.
Not to mention, after he dies, won’t these still be his?
Now with this money, it will be used to do things for him.
Isn't it natural to use his money to do his own things?
After all, Lao Zhu couldn't help it anymore. Seeing that the palace was about to arrive, Lao Zhu's steps slowed down a lot. He looked at the tall Zhu Xiongying beside him and said,
"Grandson!"
"Well, Grandpa, tell me!" Zhu Xiongying smiled and said.
"You brat, we don't believe it. You can't guess what we want to say!" Lao Zhu said with a glare.
"Hahaha!" Zhu Xiongying laughed and stopped teasing Lao Zhu and said,
"Grandpa wants to use money, right?"
"Hmph!" Lao Zhu snorted arrogantly and said.
"Haha, grandpa, I haven't received this money yet!"
"What I have now is just the profit from these ice cubes, and I sold them for hundreds of thousands of taels of silver!"
"I still want to take my share, and there are still costs!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"Divide? Divide into what?" Lao Zhu frowned and asked.
"I did this together with my uncle. He also got 30% of the profit, and Yunxi also got 10%!"
"My own words are 60%!"
"If it is divided into my hands like this, it will only be more than 100,000 taels of silver!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"You still want to share it with them?" Lao Zhu was a little unhappy.
He is very stingy. The oppression of officials and the suppression of nobles. Except for his own family, it is as difficult as going to heaven to get something from Lao Zhu.
That is to say, only those who deserve them and those who need rewards can be given, and the rest of the rewards can be given without even thinking about them.
"Hahaha, when people do something, of course they have to be divided, just like their title. Can you not give it to them?" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile.
"Well, this should be given, but 30% is too much!" Lao Zhu said immediately,
"If there are one million taels a year, wouldn't we have to give them 300,000 taels?"
Lao Zhu felt a little distressed.
"Okay, grandpa, we don't have to take care of things at all, we just need to divide these things!"
"We can't give them any profit, let's just decide!" Zhu Xiongying pressed down.
"Okay!" Seeing Da Sun's insistence, Lao Zhu didn't say anything further.
"However, with more than one hundred thousand taels, you don't know how many people can be fed!"
"Grandpa wants to use it, so I naturally support it. I don't have much need for money at the moment!"
"You're not in a hurry yet. You can wait a little. If grandpa is in a hurry, you can give it to grandpa first!" Zhu Xiongying said,
"However, I need to know exactly what to do!"
"Of course, not to mention it's your money, even if it's the court's money, what don't you know?" Lao Zhu said.
"Hahaha, that's true!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.
And Lao Zhu was also very happy. The eldest grandson was not stingy with his grandfather and was so filial. Why wouldn't he be happy?
And I got so much money, so I should be happy.
"Okay, let's go back!" Lao Zhu felt relieved and walked towards the palace with his eldest grandson, hands behind his back.
"Grandpa, are you keeping an eye on my money now?" Zhu Xiongying said with a smile.
If that was all, what else did he let Lao Zhu see before?
Might as well keep the money for myself.
"Huh? What? Do you regret it?" Lao Zhu looked back and asked.
"Haha, I don't regret it at all. I just wanted to ask grandpa if there is something on this?" Zhu Xiongying asked.
"What do you see? You are very powerful? You can make money?" Lao Zhu said angrily.
"Haha, yes, grandpa is right. I am very powerful and can make money!" Zhu Xiongying said very proudly,
"But there is still a problem. Now Ming Dynasty is gradually recovering!"
"During the Hongwu period, the prosperous times reappeared. Many people now have food and money in their hands!"
"Business is booming again."
"Furthermore, although many places were destroyed during the war, the remaining wealthy households' Tibetan silver has not decreased much."
"There are gradually more and more rich people, and business is booming!" Zhu Xiongying's expression gradually became serious.
"So what? The people of the Ming Dynasty had a better life, but business has always been a cheap industry!" Lao Zhu said seriously,
"Dasun, you have to remember that no matter what time comes, you must insist on focusing on agriculture and suppressing business!"
"Otherwise, the Ming Dynasty will be unstable!"
After listening to Lao Zhu's words, Zhu Xiongying shook his head.
"What do you think?" Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Xiongying's performance and asked sternly.
"I will do it by focusing on agriculture and suppressing business! At least within a short period of time, and within a few decades, I will do it!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"How many decades?" Lao Zhu asked.
"Grandpa, I know that there is no stability without farmers, and everyone has to eat! We should pay attention to it!" Zhu Xiongying said,
"And businessmen have money, so in order to prevent them from getting bigger, it is right to suppress businessmen!"
"This is what we have always insisted on, no matter which dynasty we are in!"
"But what I don't understand is that grandpa's suppression of business is just his indifference to them?"
"And the emphasis on agriculture means increasing their taxes?"
After hearing this, Lao Zhu became a little unhappy and said,
"Why are we ignoring the merchants?"
"Why do we increase taxes on the people?"
"Didn't we decree that merchants, even if they have money, can only wear coarse clothes?"
"Continuously lowering their status and suppressing them."
"Haha!" Zhu Xiongying shook his head again and said,
"Is this Grandpa's suppression method?"
"It's just thirty taxes per one, despise them, and suppress them in terms of status!"
Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Xiongying and asked,
"Isn't this enough?"
"Haha, even though we know they are rich, they still charge such a small amount of taxes. The people are poor, but they collect taxes several times more than them!" Zhu Xiongying shook his head and said.
"What exactly do you want to say, Dasun?" Lao Zhu was confused and asked.
