While others are having breakfast, the rice transplanters and wheat harvesters are still working in the fields. This is the normal way of life.
"What a big boy! I'll give you another order and ask Dingliao Duwei to send ginseng seeds. Each seed costs ten cents. We can get as much as we want."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was having breakfast, talked to Zhu Biao, who got up early to review the question book.
Zhu Biao was a little distracted, probably because he was tired, but he still responded: "I understand."
"This matter is very important. Bring the seeds and plant them. Then the people of Ming Dynasty will have a lot of ginseng for use." Zhu Yuanzhang reminded.
The surrounding ministers naturally looked at where the people from Xiaqiu Village were eating together. Pregnant women, older ones, younger ones, and those who were menstruating were all there.
But I didn't see the liangzhu. The liangzhu of Xiaqiu Village seemed to have gone out with a dinner plate just now.
Even Magistrate Song and others were very moved after hearing this. Ginseng is very expensive. Ordinary ginseng costs more than two pounds per pound.
If you encounter ginseng that is very old, it will be calculated on a plant-by-plant basis. The exact price depends on the negotiation between the two parties.
When used as medicinal materials, ordinary people would have to spend hundreds of coins to buy ginseng tablets when they get sick.
Regardless of the amount of ginseng used at one time, not just one dose of medicine can cure the disease, but taking it for ten and a half days, plus other medicinal materials, is also unbearable for the people.
Now there is a Huimin Pharmacy in the nearby state capital, and the imperial court bears the expenses, and the imperial court's money is not conjured.
If it can be grown, a pound of it might cost a hundred cents, and the common people can afford it.
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"It's not that people in our village can't endure hardship, they just don't want to endure hardship."
The captain brought out two dinner plates and sat there muttering.
He waited for everyone to finish their work and ate together with Hanhan. He was also hungry now, but he could hold on.
The people in the village are living a good life. Now they can plant rice in the fields without any problems. They are still so skilled and hard-working.
He looked at it and fell asleep leaning against it until someone touched him: "Chief, did you bring me some food?"
"Hanhan, you guys... yo! What time is it? The sun has risen so high and everyone is here. Yes, building the shed was not in vain."
The head of the village woke up and looked around. The people who had been planting rice were sitting under the shed eating, each with a plate.
Everyone was barefoot and had muddy water on their trouser legs. They were unwilling to wash their feet, dry them and put on shoes. Because their feet had been soaked in water for so long and were larger than normal. Shoes would squeeze them.
Now that they are left to dry outside, they can be dehydrated more. The skin on each foot is wrinkled and white from soaking.
There was no one else around, and those who helped with the work ate in the distance, leaving this place to Xiaqiu Village.
These people who came over belonged to those whose families had little land and many people, and they happened to be doing hard labor.
It was agreed with them that they would not have to take care of their meals and accommodation during the service. They only needed people to follow them, and they didn't need to bring a blanket.
As soon as they came and saw the food, they immediately felt that they had made a profit. Each person got an extra piece of soap, a hand towel, toothbrush and tooth powder, and no bedding was given to them.
They need to work for a month. Now they are harvesting wheat and planting rice. They have to work for a few days. They will come back when the rice and soybeans are harvested.
If they make up enough for one month, their service will be over.
Xiaqiu Village told them alone that they would be given ten cents a day and five pounds of dried salted fish per person when they left.
When they encounter such good things, they cherish it very much and work hard while not disturbing the people in Xiaqiu Village.
"Today is fried buns? Are the soldiers eating them too? It's troublesome enough. Anyway, I don't want to make stuffings. I made them with Zhu Biao before. I was tired!"
Zhu Wentian moved his chair and sat across from the mayor. He remembered grinding bread stuffing with Zhu Biao, who didn't know how to do it.
"Someone will do it. His Majesty gave our village all the land from where we dig peat and plant artemisia to Xiaqiu Village.
I told your majesty that I could grow ginseng, and your majesty helped buy the seeds. I bought one for ten cents. I think I can get a lot.
You have to plan it in the future, it’s such a big area! Just thinking about it gives me a headache. "
The head of the village waited for Hanhan to come over and explain the situation. The area was so big that it would have to cover hundreds of thousands of acres.
Zhu Wentian swallowed a fried bun: "It's expensive, I gave you too much. Don't look at the ginseng that's always a pound more now. That means it's good."
The Northeast is currently occupied by the Jurchens, and there is an abundance of ginseng. Forty to fifty thousand kilograms can be harvested in a year.
Now they are watching the Ming Dynasty fight with the Beiyuan Dynasty, and the trade volume has decreased. When this war is over, they will get better with us immediately.
The previous Yuan Dynasty suppressed them very hard. They hated the Yuan Dynasty. The Yuan Dynasty prohibited them from hunting with bows and arrows, and also prohibited them from mining gold and silver mines.
When the trade volume increases and there are more exchanges, the price of ginseng can drop to two to three hundred yuan per catty.
Since His Majesty has given us such a large piece of land, let's cultivate the land first, and then buy fresh ginseng with the Jurchens.
It happens to be planted in our land in the autumn, and the price is not two or three hundred cents, but sixty or seventy cents is enough!
Harvesting seeds now is for future planning. Ginseng can be used medicinally after five years. The most suitable place for growing ginseng is the Northeast.
The seeds need to be adjusted, and you will be paid a penny for ten seeds. A pound of ginseng seeds basically contains... more than two thousand five hundred seeds. "
When Zhu Wentian said that, he should consider the number of grams per kilogram. It was different from what he said then, so he had to add it in.
"Hanhan, since there are 40,000 to 50,000 kilograms, and one kilogram only costs 200 to 300 cents, why should we grow it?" The manager didn't understand for a moment.
"Because there is not enough and the price is low, it does not mean that the people of Ming Dynasty have enough. Forty to fifty thousand catties, the more we collect, the less it becomes.
Many places do not have herbal medicine libraries or Huimin Pharmacies. When people get sick, they have to spend hundreds of cash to buy medicines, which puts a lot of pressure on them.
Some medicines don’t require ginseng, and some need to be taken for a long time, such as for Wang Yiqian’s body conditioning. "
"That's right! It doesn't matter whether it's cheap or sufficient, eh? That's not the relationship between supply and demand, right?"
“It has nothing to do with supply and demand, it’s about how much money the Ming court gave the other party.
You can earn thirty cents for a day's work, which is normal to you, but it's not much in Nanjing.
But these 30 coins were given to the Jurchens to buy things. They thought that if they worked for ten days, they would be able to save money to buy an iron pot.
It involves the issue of survival costs and differences in living costs. If you are given ten cents a day in Nanjing, you will have to sleep on the streets and may starve to death.
In the original Xiaqiu Village, there were more than 500 people, and 300 people earned ten cents a day..."
"I'm so happy that I can buy a lot of things. If we all work together, we can buy dozens of large livestock a year." This time the head of the village understood.
After saying that, he finished eating quickly, and when Hanhan was ready to rescue him at any time, he drank the soup in one gulp and turned to find Zhu Yuanzhang.
You can't give one seed for ten cents. You should buy ten seeds for one cent. The ratio is a little bit different.
By the way, he also explained to Zhu Yuanzhang the issues of survival and differences in living costs, learning now and selling now.
"Yes, you can't give them too much money, and they don't know the situation here.
The people of Ming Dynasty near them are not as rich as Yingtianfu. Isn't this the situation of migrant workers?
Work in Nanjing, live frugally, and when you return to your place, the money will be a lot of money. "
Zhu Yuanzhang then understood that the amount of wages depends on the cost of living, as well as labor demand and labor demand.
(End of chapter)
