Chapter 387: You can’t just demolish your own home, you have to demolish other people’s homes as well [Please subscribe]

Style: Historical Author: Wang ShushuWords: 4644Update Time: 24/01/18 13:19:42
At this time, the street was crowded with people, and many people who were waiting for the price reduction came to the street in a swarm.

Whether it's charcoal or charcoal, whether it's ten cents or twenty cents, you make a profit when you buy it. They don't choose. They just buy from whoever has time to pack it for themselves, and take it home after it's sold. , continue to buy later.

Facing such a booming business, if it were the past, the shopkeepers and clerks of Toyama Trading Company would definitely be so happy that they could not stop talking.

However, every time they sell a hundred kilograms of charcoal, it feels like their biological father has died, which is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

But the people don't care about so much. As long as you dare to sell, we dare to buy, and we will buy as much as we have, as if we don't need money.

Some even held the latest banknotes, waving their arms, urging the store clerks to collect money, saying that they had large quantities.

Sometimes people are like this, their own happiness is always based on the pain of others.

In order to make themselves happier, these people who buy charcoal go back again and again, and they are so unhappy.

In just half a day, all the charcoal in the shops of Fushan Trading Company was wiped out by the people of Xianyang.

As a result, the scarred man had to look red and instruct his workers to mobilize high-priced charcoal from elsewhere to come to Xianyang.

As a result, a rare spectacle appeared here.

Because the price of Xianyang is already higher than that of the surrounding areas, but now the price of charcoal is lower than that of the surrounding areas.

The scarred man arranged for people to buy charcoal from the surrounding areas, usually for three or four hundred yuan per hundred catties. However, when he arrived in Xianyang, he only sold it for twenty yuan per hundred catties.

I have to say that in order to avenge his master, he really spent a lot of money.

In fact, not only did he spend a lot of money, Zhao Hao also spent a lot of money. For ten yuan and one hundred kilograms of carbon, the supply exceeded demand.

Problems such as being difficult to burn, dangerous, and difficult to ignite are worthy of forgiveness in the face of low prices, just like Pinduoduo.

Looking at the crowded scene in the charcoal shop from a distance, Zhao Hao and Zhang Cang drank tea while laughing and joking: "Zhang Shaofu, believe it or not, now we throw a bunch of stones into the shop, and there are people buying them." ?”

"Isn't that just a pile of rocks?"

Zhang Cang smiled slyly.

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead and praised: "Zhang Shaofu deserves to be called Zhang Shaofu. I am not as good as this transparent one!"

"Hahaha, young master is joking!"

Zhang Cang laughed and waved his hands, then glanced at the Fushan Commercial Store across the street and said, "The master's clever methods are very admirable to me. At the current price, I'm afraid they won't be able to support it for long."

"Yes, every time they make a sale now, they are losing blood!"

Han Sheng on the side nodded in agreement, and at the same time his eyes were full of joy: "Even if the people behind them have gold, they can't afford such squandering, and we can still make some money at least. As long as we continue like this, the other side will definitely Death without a burial place!"

"hehe."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao smiled noncommittally, then looked up at Han Sheng and said with a smile, "Thank you, Director Han. The market will open tomorrow and the price will be reduced to one yuan!"

"Ah? This"

Although Han Sheng had been prepared for it, when he actually heard Zhao Hao's order, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Is it necessary to lower the price?"

"It's necessary, it's necessary!"

Zhao Hao put down the tea cup, looked up at Zhang Cang who was also puzzled, put his hand on his neck, and said softly: "I still say what I said, whether it is the old prime minister or you, if something goes wrong, you don't have to bear any responsibility!"

"But."

Seeing that Han Sheng wanted to argue with Zhao Hao, Zhang Cang, who was standing beside him, knew Zhao Hao's temper very well, so he quickly interrupted him with his hand and solemnly said: "You will do whatever the young master tells me!"

"Teacher, me"

Facing his loyal son Hao and his respected teacher, Han Sheng stopped arguing no matter how puzzled he was. He bowed and said, "I obey!" Then he strode out of the room and faced the waiter outside the room. Instruction: "Tell every shopkeeper that when the market opens tomorrow, the price of carbon will be reduced to one cent per 100 kilograms!"

"What!?"

When all the waiters heard Han Sheng's words, they thought they had heard wrongly, and they all stood there blankly.

Han Sheng finally suppressed the confusion in his heart. Seeing that the other waiters were as confused as himself, he immediately vented his anger on them and shouted:

"Why the hell are you just standing there? Go and inform the shopkeepers that the market will open tomorrow and the price will be reduced to one penny!"

After yelling, he put his hands behind his back and went in to find Zhao Hao without looking back.

Early next morning.

Sun Xiaoer stood guard in front of Niu Er's charcoal shop early in the morning, waiting for him to open the door.

Yesterday, Sun Xiaoer's father heard that he bought a hundred kilograms of graphite for ten yuan. He was so happy that he rewarded him with two yuan in front of his brother, but his brother was extremely jealous.

Although the price of charcoal is also at an all-time low, his father made it very clear that his family's pedicure shop is a small business, using both charcoal and carbolic charcoal, and price is the key.

So between twenty-yen charcoal and ten-yen stone carbon, they naturally choose the cheapest one.

Sun Xiaoer came to the carbon shop early today. In addition to thanking Niu Er, Sun Xiaoer also wanted to buy another 100 kilograms of carbon at the same price. For this reason, he was also prepared to endure the pain and cut the meat and give Niu Er a benefit fee of 1 yuan.

But when he was waiting expectantly for Niu Er to open the door, Niu Er took a deep breath and shouted to everyone: "Fathers and fellow villagers, come to our place and take a look. Take a look at the fine carbon. How much do you think it costs for 100 pounds?"

"Niu Er, could it be that the price of your charcoal has dropped again?"

"Can't you? It's already reduced to ten cents. Is it possible that you're giving it to us for free?"

"Hahaha, give it to us for free, what a beautiful idea!"

Seeing everyone burst into laughter and all eyes focused on him, Niu Ercai shouted loudly: "That's right, it's for free! I don't want you ten yuan, I don't want you to have no money, I only need one yuan, and you can take home a hundred kilograms of stone carbon." !”

"What!?"

When everyone heard Niu Er's words, they were stunned for a moment.

Sun Xiaoer and Sun Xiaoer, who had been waiting for Niu Er for a long time, subconsciously squeezed the money in their hands.

What's going on?

A hundred pounds of carbon for one penny is really a free gift to us!

"What are you waiting for? You won't be deceived or cheated when you buy it for a penny. You can take home a hundred catties of pebbles for a penny, your wife will praise you for being great, and the shopkeeper will give it to you. Buy it! Buy it!"

Although the common people did not understand Sun Xiaoer's risqué words, their emotions were instantly ignited by him. Not only the people who had been waiting in front of the shop for a long time rushed to buy charcoal, but even the people on the shop floor of Fushan Commercial Bank swarmed to charcoal. In front of the shop door.

In just a moment, the front door of the charcoal shop was calm and quiet, leaving the waiter and the shopkeeper looking at each other.

At this time, Niu Er stepped back from the shop, squeezed in front of Sun Xiaoer, smiled and patted his shoulder: "Thank you, Xiaoer, thanks to your shouting just now!"

"You're welcome!"

Sun Xiaoer grinned, showing a simple and honest expression.

Niu Er glanced at him, then at the cart behind him, and joked, "I saw you were waiting outside the door just now. Why, the business in the store has been very good recently? I just bought one yesterday. One hundred kilograms of stone carbon is gone again today?”

"No, my father said that charcoal is cheap now, buy more, lest the price rises again after this storm!"

As Sun Xiaoer spoke, he subconsciously pinched a copper coin in his hand, and then changed the subject and said, "Brother Niu, although I shouldn't say this, you are selling one hundred kilograms of carbon for one dollar, which is not equivalent to giving it away for free. ?"

"It's a free gift!"

Niu Er raised his head and smiled.

"What does your shopkeeper think?"

"I don't care so much about the shopkeeper's ideas. We can sell whatever he wants!"

"Too!"

Sun Xiaoer nodded, then glanced at the people rushing to buy charcoal, and said with some worry: "With so many people buying charcoal, can I still buy it later?"

"Don't worry, we have plenty of carbonate in the warehouse!"

Niu Er patted Sun Xiaoer on the shoulder, then suddenly thought of something and whispered:

"Xiaoer, we grew up together, and I won't hide it from you. If you want to buy, buy as much as possible as soon as possible. Purchases will be restricted later. Each person can only buy one hundred catties per day. Those who exceed one thousand catties need to be inspected, otherwise they will go to jail. !”

"Ah? This"

Sun Xiaoer was startled, and quickly stuffed the money in his hand into Niu Er's hand, and said in a low voice: "Thank you Brother Niu Er for your righteousness, I will buy a thousand kilograms of stone carbon!"

"Easy to say!"

Feeling the touch of the copper coins in his hand, Niu Er suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face, and then took Sun Xiaoer to the back of the store and arranged a thousand kilograms of stone carbon for him.

at the same time.

When the scarred man heard that Zhao Hao had lowered the price of charcoal to one cent, he was so angry that he started throwing things in the room.

"Damn! Damn Young Master Hao!"

When the waiters guarding the door saw this, they were all frightened and lamented.

In their hearts, Toyama Trading Company is probably doomed now.

But the scarred man seemed to have reacted, and suddenly stopped smashing, and shouted to the guy outside the door: "Come here, send me someone to buy the carbon immediately!"

"Um?"

The waiter who came in was stunned and asked tentatively: "What does Shopkeeper Zhou mean by asking us to buy carbonite?"

"right!"

The scarred man smiled ferociously: "Didn't they lower the price to one penny? I won't sell charcoal anymore. I'll buy his stone carbon. I'll see how much of his stone carbon I buy!" After saying that, he couldn't help laughing.

However, as soon as his laughter rang out, another waiter outside the door reported to him;

"Shopkeeper Zhou, people from the Carbon Division have just spread the news along the street. From today on, each household can only purchase one hundred kilograms of carbon. If a shop purchases more than one thousand kilograms, people from the Carbon Division need to verify its use, otherwise it will be used for evil purposes." Punish the crime!"

"What!?"

When the scarred man heard this, his face was full of disbelief. Isn't this clearly a case of using power for personal gain? How dare he!

no!

If the people of Xianyang all buy charcoal, the charcoal recovered at a high price will remain in their hands.

Although not selling charcoal means not losing money.

But in this situation, not selling is worse than selling.

Because not only did he not squeeze out the stone carbon, he also owed a large sum of money that he could not repay.

After thinking for a while, a ruthless look flashed in the scarred man's eyes, and he shouted: "Go and lower our price to one yuan, and let people stand on the street to drink. I don't believe it. At the same price, you can It sells better than my charcoal!"

"Shopkeeper Zhou, the price of charcoal has dropped to one yuan. Isn't it too low? Why don't you drop it to three yuan?"

A waiter heard this and couldn't help but try to persuade the scarred man.

The scarred man glanced over with a cold look and said in a deep voice, "Idiot! What's the difference between one dollar and three dollars? You're already losing money anyway, why do you still care about these two dollars?!"

"But."

"That's bullshit, go and bid!"

The scarred man waved his hand without any doubt: "It's just one penny! Isn't it just a price war? His Young Master Hao will give it away for free if he has the ability!"

He is also willing to risk everything. Either his carbon business is dead or his charcoal business is alive. Why does he care about that?

Seeing that the shopkeeper was already furious, the clerk did not dare to persuade him any more, so he rushed to the shop and announced the latest charcoal price in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

On the other side, Zhao Hao was chatting with Zhang Cang about the reform of Xianyang.

Although he took over the affairs of the Carbon Division from the hands of the old prime minister, his main focus was still on the reform of Xianyang.

Now that the reform of Xianyang is on the right track, only the Shaofu knows the impact of all aspects best.

After all, the Shaofu occupies a leading position in the reform of Xianyang.

But I heard Zhang Cang say: "Master, since you proposed to transform Xianyang, the number of businessmen in Xianyang will increase every day, and most of them are engaged in the construction industry, a few are engaged in equipment, clothing, food and other industries, and a very few are engaged in the intermediary industry."

"However, no matter what kind of industry they are engaged in, they will pay 20% of the merchant tax to the court on their income!"

"Merchant tax?"

Zhao Hao was stunned and thought to himself, isn't this the personal income tax of future generations? How come it has existed since the Qin Dynasty?

Understanding what the merchant tax was, Zhao Hao immediately knew why the imperial court had not been short of money recently.

Because since he started transforming Xianyang, all construction projects in Xianyang have been started through bidding.

Now Xianyang has attracted tens of thousands of migrant workers from all over the country.

The economic benefits brought by these tens of thousands of people cover all aspects.

For example, where did the food paid in advance for hiring migrant workers come from? Naturally, I bought it from the grain merchant. In the end, the grain merchant had to pay a merchant tax of 20% on the money earned.

In addition to food, there are also stone, timber, salt and iron businesses.

Including some merchants who sell helmets and safety clothing, they will allocate 20% of the transaction tax from the income.

After all, there was no legal tax avoidance in this era.

As a result, the major projects to transform Xianyang immediately boosted Xianyang's economy and expanded domestic demand.

Now, Zhao Hao finally understood why later dynasties wanted to build infrastructure.

Although most of the infrastructure construction in later dynasties was funded by the state, from an overall perspective, it was very worthwhile.

Because money can only be counted when it flows. As long as it does not flow to foreign countries, the meat will always be in one's own pot. The flow process also mobilizes the enthusiasm of the people and solves the problem of labor and employment, as well as the problem of food and clothing.

Of course, compared with the infrastructure of later dynasties, the transformation of Xianyang that Zhao Hao initiated was still different.

Because in later generations, people’s money will be used for infrastructure construction, while he used businessmen’s money.

Even though it was all other people's money, his was obviously much more cost-effective.

After all, when businessmen make money, they still have to pay 20% of the tax money.

Let me ask, what other business is more cost-effective than this?

After the transformation of Xianyang was completed, the workers went home to harvest in the autumn, the people paid the land tax, and the state treasury had money again.

If you have money, you can pay for the project.

And those businessmen, with project funds, can continue to hire workers.

In addition, there are generally four ways for people to earn money: one is to provide for their own food and clothing, one is to save money at home, one is to deposit money in a bank, and the other is to use it for consumption.

Regardless of that situation, it will eventually flow into the hands of merchants, and merchants will pay 20% tax to the court.

Then Da Qin continued to collect various taxes.

If you continue like this, you will be surprised to find that not only will the country not lose money on this kind of infrastructure project, it will actually promote social stability and revive the economy.

It seems

When demolishing your own home, you can’t just demolish your own home, but you also have to demolish other people’s homes.

Zhao Hao touched his chin and couldn't help but think about it.

Seeing Zhao Hao's expression, Zhang Cang couldn't help his eyelids twitching wildly. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Han Sheng came from outside the door and said with cupped hands: "Sir, the old prime minister sent someone to invite you to come over, saying that someone has accused you of killing innocent people indiscriminately, acting wantonly, and planning evil!"

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