"Fish, cloud, horse..."
During the Qingming Festival, when the people and the palace were worshiping their ancestors, some adults asked their children to take pictures and read them to their ancestors' graves.
Some children learn quickly and can write more than a dozen words on the ground with wooden sticks.
"Dad, have you seen it? Our baby is literate. Look, how well he writes. He only learned it for five days, only five days!"
For those who can write, the elders kneel in front of the grave and cry to vent their emotions.
Nowadays, in Nanjing, every child has a book to read pictures and learn to read.
They know what a tree is and which one is a willow, but they don’t know what the characters for willow and tree look like.
Now I look at it in comparison, and soon I imitate the strokes to draw. Writing is actually drawing.
In Xiaqiu Village, everyone cannot go back to the village to visit graves just because of the Qingming Festival, so they have to ask the people who work there to add graves.
The head of the village cried to the memorial tablet. Why is there a large area of land in the village that cannot be used now? He is incompetent. He printed many books to teach the children of the Ming Dynasty to read, but he can't teach them one by one with his own hands. He is so incompetent. The women in the village Ten more new pregnancies, not enough...
The villagers have stopped crying, and they just watch the village chief cry. There have been several festivals this year, and everyone is crying?
The key is not to cry now, life is going so well.
Hanhan couldn't stand it any longer, so he pulled up his long clothes. The long clothes wiped away his tears and replaced Hanhan with incense and kowtow.
"I wonder how the vegetable fields in the village are doing? Should the bamboo fungus and white fungus in our village be taken away?"
The village chief and other villagers followed suit and finished offering incense. He didn't look sad at all. He asked Hanhan to talk about the vegetables in the village and the two artificially grown fungi here.
Another 200 acres of bamboo fungus were planted on the land allocated by the palace. There were a lot of bamboo fungus left.
Tremella is intensively planted, has higher yields, and has a short growth cycle. Another hundred acres are planted.
The palace and the village itself couldn't finish the food, and no one could eat it all.
Occasionally provide some for Fook Wah Building, but there is still too much stock.
Recently, the village has lost additional sources of funds, and the village chief is thinking that it is not good for the food to be stored for a long time.
Zhu Wentian expressed his support: "Sell, just like selling fresh vegetables in winter. The cultivated ones are larger than the wild ones. How can one sell for ten cents? The white fungus is more expensive. The dried white fungus is measured in liang. Our white fungus is good. One liang can be soaked to make a whole lot. About a kilogram.”
"I went to shopkeeper Xu and told him that I couldn't make much money and it was not as good as winter vegetables."
The village manager calculated that one tael of dried white fungus would cost one hundred guan, while one thousand kilograms would only cost 1,600 guan.
One tael is the key to brewing one pound of Tremella fuciformis, and one pound of fresh Tremella fuciformis is also needed to make one tael of dried Tremella fuciformis.
“They are all technical issues, including off-season vegetables, as well as the planting of bamboo fungus and white fungus.
Judging from the quantity and demand of wild vegetables, the price of greenhouse vegetables this year will not be the same as last year. There are too many.
If a village grows bamboo fungus and white fungus and works hard, it can easily earn 100,000 yuan a year.
The Ming Dynasty has low taxes, and the more stable it is, the more wealthy people will be. We might as well cooperate with the palace and let them help sell it to other state capitals. "
Zhu Wentian no longer has much pursuit of making money for the village. He is more willing to give it to the palace, and then the palace will use it to build ships, build roads, and fight wars...
"Then give it to the palace. If we win this time in the Northern Expedition, we will have to fight again in the future." The chief decided to let someone else take the lion's share.
Han Han said that after losing this battle, the Ming Dynasty would switch from offense to defense and build forts at the border to block Bei Yuan from outside.
Turn around and you will encounter the problem of the southwest, hit the southwest.
If we win, what else will we build? Continue to fight, fight year after year, without giving Bei Yuan a chance to breathe.
So at noon, the village chief took the children to Xiaqiu Village outside Donghua Gate to wait for His Royal Highness.
Zhu Biao came over on his rail car. When he saw the liar and the child, he smiled and said, "Why are you here today?"
"If you go back to your highness, you will worship your ancestors in the morning, wait until noon, and then go to the west after eating." The head of the village simply said.
"Okay, the picture literacy books printed in the library are great. We sent people to ask the people, and they all said that with the booklets, the children are working hard to learn to read and write."
Zhu Biao thought about the book, which educates people's livelihood and makes the people more literate. If a notice is issued, the people can understand it.
The head of the district helped put the food away: "Now the library is only in Yingtian Mansion. In other prefectures, people still live as before.
Xiaqiu Village saw a bumper harvest of bamboo fungus and white fungus. They couldn't finish the food. If they sold it, they would make too much money.
It is better to give it to the palace, and the palace will transport it to other places and sell it. When the time comes, we will choose a place suitable for building a library. "
The head of the village told Hanhan what he had discussed, and he was very calm about it, saying that more money is not good.
Zhu Biao smiled: "Other people think the money is too little, but Xiaqiu Village is afraid of having money that is hot to the touch, and will find ways to spend it as soon as it makes a lot of money.
How many bamboo fungus, white fungus, and gray fungus can we have in Xiaqiu Village now? I have to leave some for the palace to eat. "
"If we sell it at the normal price, we can sell it for 60,000 to 70,000 guan. We have already left it, including about 10,000 guan for various restaurants in Nanjing." The manager gave a figure.
"It's indeed a lot. How about more next year?" Zhu Biao was very satisfied with the amount of money.
"There will be some this year. As long as the price doesn't drop, we can still sell 100,000 guan this year. I'm afraid I won't be able to sell more."
The manager shook his head. Tremella grows quickly, and bamboo fungus is harvested three times every two years.
"This hundred thousand guan is not allocated to Yingtian Mansion. Yingtian Mansion can have 10,000 guan. Each of the other states will be allocated one cent. How can the price drop due to excessive quantity?
If you go to pick white fungus elsewhere, if you are lucky, you will find a continuous piece. If you are not lucky, you will only find a few small pieces, and it will take a day's work to get them in.
What's more, when you go outside to pick white fungus, you will encounter poisonous insects, poisonous snakes and wild beasts. That is to say, there are more white fungus in Yingtianfu, Taipingfu, and Ningguofu.
Dictyophora must have a bamboo forest. Every summer, I rely on luck to find it. If it goes early, it has not come out yet; if it goes late, it is already shriveled and hard to find. "
Zhu Biao obviously knew a lot about white fungus and bamboo fungus. Xiaqiu Village provided them to the palace all year round, and these two things could actually be grown.
"Can it be sold? The village needs more varieties." The village manager decided to increase the planting area as he could bear the quantity.
"On the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month last year, the Ministry of Officials reported the number of prefectures in the world. There were 141 prefectures and 192 prefectures.
Some are too far away and we can’t deliver them, so we’ll choose a hundred prefectures to deliver them to. One prefecture can’t bear the burden of a thousand guan?
At worst, we can deliver it even if it's a long way away. The price will be the same when the time comes, it's just more expenses on the road.
If you pick up the same money for free, others will not suffer any loss if they buy it. In this way, we are planting in Xiaqiu Village, and there is not enough space to expand the city. "
Zhu Biao decided that relying on two things to make more money was not a matter of competing with the people for profit and relying on one’s ability.
"Why don't you give the recipe to the palace, and the palace will grow it yourself?" The chief suddenly found it troublesome.
"No, if there is one more confidential matter, there will be one more group of people to be guarded. Otherwise, once word gets out, we won't be able to make any money."
Zhu Biao refused because he was worried about others. Participants had to be kept in a circle and were not allowed to have contact with the outside world.
(End of chapter)
