After dealing with the issue of wheat tax collection, Han Xi led the people to leave Anning Village and go to Chenjiagou.
This time I came to Chenjiagou mainly to transport 20 Jenny textile machines back to the county town. This was a big batch of 80 spindles.
Eighty times the speed of human power, produced by the Imperial Textile Mills.
A machine running at full capacity can weave eighty pieces of cloth three feet long in one day.
Ten sets of spinning thread, ten sets of weaving cloth.
It can be achieved in one day, eight hundred pieces of cloth.
There are twenty-four thousand pieces of cloth in January. If each piece of cloth is sold at three taels according to Han Xi's price, seventy-two thousand taels can be recovered.
If half of it is sold, the more than 30,000 taels of silver sent to Chenjiagou can be recovered. Now Han Xi is also pursuing an inflated balance.
At present, there are more than 30,000 people in the territory, with more than 5,000 households. Each household needs about ten pieces of cloth per year. More than 5,000 households probably need more than 50,000 pieces of cloth, so 150,000 taels of silver can be recycled.
Of course, the normal price should be fifteen thousand taels. With ten times the profit margin, it is estimated that many merchants will transport goods into Yichuan County by then.
If the 1,600 hectares of land next year are all planted with potatoes, based on this year's harvest, it is estimated that 2.6 million taels of silver will be invested, which will be 1.92 million taels after deducting 30% of the tax.
There are more than 30,000 people, and more than 5,000 households still need to buy grain. One household counts fifteen shi of wheat, and can recover another 220,000 taels.
Therefore, Han Xi had to produce 1.7 million taels of other supplies.
Converted into cloth, it is more than 500,000 pieces.
Thinking of this, Han Xi felt a headache unconsciously. Yichuan's economy seemed to be in a mess by himself, so he could only take one step at a time.
Han Xi returned to Chenjiagou with hundreds of people, and saw a group of salesmen gathering under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.
After the news spread that Chenjiagou people were getting rich, a group of salesmen came to Chenjiagou day and night, enjoying themselves endlessly.
"It's just such a bowl, and you actually want two silver coins from me. Are you crazy about money?"
"Hey! This is the price. You've been looking at it for so long and you still want to buy it after asking for the price."
Before Han Xiren got close, he heard the sound of the two arguing. He didn't expect to meet such an arrogant salesman.
The price of a bowl is about two to three cents, or even cheaper.
Because there is a local ceramics workshop in Yichuan.
This is a hundred times increase, which is really too much. It seems that we need to set the approximate price of various items when we go back.
When the people watching the argument saw Han Xi and his entourage appearing, they immediately shouted: "The county magistrate is here."
When they heard that the magistrate was coming, everyone moved out of the way.
"Oh! Why is this bowl so expensive? Bring it over and show me whether it is inlaid with silver or gold rims." Han Xi said loudly from a distance.
Originally, three or four big men surrounded a little woman and wanted to buy her by force. But when they heard the magistrate coming, they were so frightened that they fell to the ground.
Among the crowd of onlookers, several young people picked up a few bowls and ran to Han Xi.
Han Xi took the bowl and took a look. It was just a defective bowl. If you put it outside, it would probably cost a poor person one or two cents to buy it.
"This bowl is very ordinary! Come over here and tell me why it's only worth two coins?" Han Xi asked.
"Mr. Magistrate, we won't dare next time, we won't dare next time." Several hawkers rolled up to Han Xi.
"Hmph! I'll collect your goods this time as punishment, and I'll definitely punish you severely next time if I see you." Han Xi said with a cold face.
"Okay! It's time to punish these gangsters."
The people around him cheered loudly. It turned out to be a gangster from the county. The bully heard that Chenjiagou had a lot of money, so he brought some tattered things to defraud him.
A few gangsters and scoundrels dared to say otherwise. They didn't want the goods they brought and left Chenjiagou crawling on their feet.
"Okay, from now on, if you do business with integrity, this county will not care about you. If you dare to bid randomly, not only will the goods be confiscated, but there will be many vacancies in the cells!" Han Xi warned, and then left with others.
After this incident, Han Xi thought that the price of potato recycling needs to be adjusted, otherwise chaos will happen sooner or later.
After taxes this year, it is estimated that there will be 100,000 taels of silver. Including duties and offal, it is estimated that there will be 120,000 taels, which is 300,000 shi of grain.
The army is now maintained in a systematic way, and Han Xi only needs to support the hundreds of farmers he summoned and supply the grain purchases for the entire county.
There are more than 5,000 households, and the wheat has just been harvested. It is estimated that they only need to give Batu Market more than 10,000 shi.
Han Xi himself and the farmers only need about six to seven hundred dan a year.
Thinking of this, these 300,000 shi of wheat are estimated to be enough for the entire county for three to four years.
"Hey! It seems that we will have to adjust the recycling price of potatoes after we return." Han Xi muttered, and then calculated silently in his mind.
One hectare of potato land can produce about 200,000 catties. The recycling price of one catty of potatoes is five cents, which is one million copper coins, one thousand taels.
The county's 1,600 hectares of land is worth 1.6 million taels, and the 30% tax is 480,000 taels.
It’s still too much. I feel like one hundred thousand taels of tax per year is enough.
Two cents per pound?
The price is too low. Soybeans now cost five or six cents per pound.
In this way, Han Xi walked to the textile factory in a tangled manner.
At this time, the textile factory produced 20 Jenny spinning machines and 15 relatively old-fashioned single-spindle machines.
These fifteen machines are made for emergency use and are very simple.
The production efficiency is not very high. A woman with skillful hands can only weave a little more than one piece of cloth a day, about forty pieces a month.
Even the output of Jenny's textile machine in one day is less than that.
"Have all the machines been packed away?" Han Xi asked the person in charge here.
The cloth produced by this batch of Jenny textile machines is six feet six wide, so all the machines are more than six feet six wide and about one foot long.
A machine requires three people to operate.
A piece of cloth can be weaved in two quarters of an hour. According to the Ming Dynasty, a piece of cloth is three feet and two feet long, one foot eight inches wide and one foot six inches wide.
That means it can be cut into three pieces of cloth.
One hour and eight quarters of an hour, that is twelve pieces of cloth. Working for six or seven hours a day, you can get eighty pieces of cloth. Then twenty tailors are needed to tailor the cloth into the prescribed format before it can be sold.
Cotton cloth is the whitest cotton cloth. Currently, the price of one piece on the market in Shaanxi is four cents of silver.
Jiangnan may be much cheaper.
"Everything has been sorted out. Does the factory here need to be closed?" the manager asked.
There were hundreds of women in the factory, and they all looked at Han Xi eagerly.
In the original textile factory, the women who worked in the factory could receive one piece of white cotton cloth every month. After a few months, the family accumulated more than a dozen pieces of cloth and exchanged them with farmers in the village for money.
Yes, there are only fifty or sixty farmers in Chenjiagou.
The rest worked in either the blacksmith shop or the brick kiln, and the remaining women worked in the textile factories.
At the end of January, a family can earn five or six taels, and if there is a large population, it is possible to earn 10 taels. The economic income is just a little worse than that of farmers.
