"Ms. sir, everyone is waiting."
Wen Hui said with a smile.
"What are you waiting for?"
Zhao Ping was very puzzled.
He collects grain at a fair price. In rural areas, as long as the grain is sold and taxes are paid directly on a per capita basis, wouldn't it be enough?
"Wait until the government is really sure not to sprout grains."
Wenhui explained everything to Zhao Ping one by one.
Only then did Zhao Ping understand.
The taxes of the Dawei Dynasty were very special. All land was subject to a 20% tax.
Fertile land also has to pay an additional 40% rental tax.
Add in the 10% exploited by bandits, and there is basically not much left.
When the harvest is good, it can barely survive the winter.
If the harvest is not good, it can only be supported by wild vegetables.
For normal grain payment, one stone of grain per mu of land is calculated as seven dou of grain.
But if you pay in silver, you also need to pay the fire fee.
After all, it is impossible for the county government to directly hand over the broken silver to the top. It must be re-refined in the furnace, which requires manpower, material resources and other losses.
All these will be imposed on the common people.
How much the fire costs depends on the mood of the county magistrate.
If you are in a good mood, it may only be 10% of the time, but if you are in a bad mood, it may be 30 to 50% of the time.
Therefore, the people are willing to pay for grain.
It’s much more cost-effective than paying money directly.
They were only willing to sell the grain after the government confirmed that they would not collect sprouted grain in taxes this year and had to pay money.
Zhao Ping suddenly realized, then asked, "How long will it take for the autumn harvest to end?"
"If we hurry, we can collect them all in three days."
Wen Hui said: "For families with more land or less labor, it may take about five days."
"Then why are we still here?"
Zhao Ping said speechlessly: "Wenhui, go home and make wine."
"While the price of acacia wine is currently high, if we make more, we can make more money."
"Otherwise, when the wine we brew is released, the price will definitely be suppressed, and it will be difficult to make so much money."
"good."
Wenhui nodded, put away the stall, and ran home to make wine.
Zhao Ping went to Lu Xiu's home.
"Master, I was just planning to find you, but I didn't expect you to come. We master and disciple really have a good understanding of each other."
Lu Xiu said excitedly when he saw Zhao Ping.
What a mental connection!
The grain could not be harvested. Zhao Ping was still full of resentment at this time and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want from me?"
"Master, we made the loom."
Lu Xiu pointed to a brand new loom placed in the workshop and was very excited.
"Master, this loom is so powerful, one is as good as five of the past."
"I've tested it with my mother, and there's no problem."
"Did it really happen?"
Zhao Ping also became excited and tried it himself.
But after stepping on it a few times, he found that he didn't understand it at all.
He couldn't even step on a sewing machine, let alone an older loom.
He could only say: "Lu Xiu, ask your mother to come over and try it again... Forget it, I'll call Wenhui and Mengru. They have both used looms and let them try it."
Zhao Ping hurried home again and called Wenhui and Liu Mengru to Lu Xiu's house.
The two tried the loom and were both shocked and their mouths opened.
"Sir, did you make this loom?"
Liu Mengru was the first to come to her senses and asked, "Why are you so powerful?"
"It's just a little trick."
Zhao Ping said, "If you give me time, I can still improve."
"Can it be improved?"
Liu Mengru was even more shocked.
"right."
Zhao Ping said: "This kind of system still needs manpower to drive it. If it is further improved, it will be directly powered by water tankers, electricity, etc."
"People only need to fill the hemp cotton here, and the cloth can come out directly there. It is very convenient and very fast."
Liu Mengru couldn't understand waterwheels or electricity at all.
It didn't stop her from admiring Zhao Ping. She looked at Zhao Ping as if she were looking at her idol, her eyes full of admiration.
Wen Hui, on the other hand, was a little calmer.
He asked solemnly, "Ms. sir, how many people know about this loom?"
"Just a few of us."
Zhao Ping said.
"Lu Xiu, Lu Dashan, this loom is the masterpiece of my husband. If you dare to leak it, I will send someone to take your head off."
Wenhui said coldly to the Lu family and his son.
Poof!
Lu Xiu knelt down directly on the ground, "Master, don't worry, even if I, Lu Xiu, die, I will never leak the secret of the loom."
Lu Dashan also followed suit.
His son worshiped Zhao Ping as his teacher. Not only could he get one tael of silver every month, but he could also learn all kinds of advanced things. Lu Dashan was extremely grateful to Zhao Ping.
What's more, Zhao Ping's attainments in mechanical manufacturing far surpassed Lu Dashan's, which impressed him greatly.
If his son had not already become a master, he would probably have to kowtow and learn from Zhao Ping.
"Wen Hui, it's just a loom, why are you so serious?"
Zhao Ping said with a smile.
"Mr. Sir, you may not know the value of this loom."
Wen Hui corrected: "I have just used it. The speed of spinning and weaving is very fast. One person can be as good as five people in the past."
"If this spreads out, it will definitely cause shock to the entire Dawei Dynasty."
"Once it is coveted by the royal family, this loom will no longer belong to us."
"what is it now?"
Zhao Ping was also shocked. He had just tinkered with the loom and was about to be coveted by the royal family. Isn't it too miserable?
"I also plan to make money from this."
"We can't hide it all the time."
"Leave it at home."
Wen Hui suggested: "Sister Mengru and I will take turns and we will never let it sit idle."
"How can you two do it alone?"
Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and said: "I want to set up a textile workshop, and I need at least dozens of looms like this."
"You two have your hands full."
"Then check it strictly."
Wen Hui thought for a moment and said, "When we recruit people, we recruit people who are strict-mouthed and loyal."
"And if you want to enter our textile workshop, you must sign an agreement. Once any of them leaks the news, we will sue the officials and arrest them and put them in jail."
"OK."
Zhao Ping nodded and agreed with Wen Hui's point of view.
After all, the textile industry was an extremely profitable business in previous lives.
In other words, if done well, as long as there are no particularly prodigal people in every generation, there will be no way to finish it.
And this thing requires a lot of work.
If there are many textile machines, they can eat all the women in Yun'an County.
Then he told Wen Hui, "Wen Hui, I'll leave this matter to you."
"For now, let the Lu family and his sons continue to make looms and try to make as many as possible, at least fifty."
"Master, fifty is too many."
Lu Xiu said bitterly: "With the speed of the two of us, we can barely make one in a week, and it will take us almost a year to make fifty."
"Would it be too late to open a workshop by then?"
"makes sense."
Zhao Ping thought for a moment and said, "Well, can't you dismantle the machine?"
"Then dismantle it piece by piece and distribute it to the carpenters in the surrounding villages, so that everyone can work together to make it."
"When the parts are delivered, you and your son will assemble it."
"This can not only improve efficiency, but also prevent technology leakage."
"good."
Lu Xiu praised: "Master is amazing. He can immediately think of the key to the problem and give good solutions."
"How can I be your master if I'm not awesome?"
Zhao Ping farts.
But Wenhui asked another question, "Ms. sir, there will definitely not be room for fifty looms in our house. We may have to build a new house."
"Have you chosen a location?"
"have."
Zhao Ping said: "I plan to contract the vacant land between Xiping Village and Xiacun to build houses and factories."
"That big?"
Wen Hui said in shock: "It's more than two kilometers from our village to Xia Village. How much money will it cost to build all the houses?"
"Hahaha, don't worry about the money, I'll figure it out."
Zhao Ping laughed, "The most important thing right now is the leasing of the land. We need to go to the county seat to discuss it with Huang Fengnian."
"Boy from the Zhao family, there is no need to discuss that."
Lu Dashan said: "That piece of land is close to the back mountain in the north, and there is a river in the south. It is the lowest-quality land. No one is going there to open up wasteland."
"If you want to build a house, you can just build it and no one will care."
"Sure?"
"It must be confirmed."
Lu Dashan said: "The previous county magistrate intended to merge our Xiping Village and Xia Village into one village, and let us all build houses on that vacant land."
"It's just that everyone is so poor that they can't afford to eat. How can there be money to build new houses? So it's nothing."
"If you can build a workshop there and merge the two villages together, the county magistrate would love it, so why would he not agree?"
"So best."
Zhao Ping did not expect that there would be such a problem. He nodded and said: "In that case, let's divide the work."
"Wenhui and Mengru have been familiar with the use of the new loom for the past few days. When the workshop is built, you two will be responsible for teaching everyone how to use it."
"Lu Xiu and his son separated the parts and sent them to carpenters in various villages, asking them to make them quickly."
"I'm going to Xia Cun to discuss building a new house with Xia Xia..."
Now that he has decided to change the living conditions of farmers in Yun'an County, Zhao Ping no longer keeps a low profile.
With the strength of Li Hu and Liu Mengru, plus Zhuge Liannu, it would not be easy for ordinary people to assassinate him.
While Zhao Ping was busy building a base, the second memorial was also sent to the palace.
