After Wang San finished speaking, the old man was just silent. If he had a cigarette puff, he would be more stylish with a few sips.

The young man and several women looked at the old man and looked quite moved.

Zhu Xu would also come over with thoughtful expression.

The Ming Dynasty purchased grain from the people and merchants as reserve grain, and it was easy to deal with droughts everywhere at any time. It was nothing in itself. However, the development of various parts of the Ming Dynasty was unbalanced, with Jiangnan being the most developed and the prices were relatively high, so the purchased grain price was higher than that in other places. In addition, transportation is relatively convenient now, and the price of grain transport from the north or other places to Yingtian, Suzhou and Hangzhou areas in Jiangnan was much higher, but the transportation cost was very low.

This situation reminded Zhu Xu of the later generations of Maotai. The city sold for thousands of dollars, and the suburbs that took a few more steps were only a few hundred dollars. This was a tenfold difference! At that time, someone fell from outside the city to the city, which caused huge controversy.

Although the price of grain is not that unsurprising, if the amount is large, the difference will be very considerable!

This is a loophole. Zhu Xu made a gesture to Liu Shimin and asked him to record it. He would discuss it with Fu Changzong and block it.

Liu Shimin understood and nodded slightly.

Although the rest of the Wang family were willing to act, the old man didn't speak, and it was useless for anyone to act. Wang San stared at the old man surnamed Wang and patted his thighs and said, "Uncle, what's there to hesitate? OK, okay, I'll spend half a percentage more. I won't make any money anymore. Can you just save face for me? Help my nephew, may I ask my father to persuade you?"

The old man had no expression on his face, suppressed his anger, and said with a harsh tone: "If you don't sell, you won't sell!"

Wang San didn't expect that his uncle would refuse so simply, leaving no room for anything, his face changed, and he didn't tear his face until he broke up. He snorted coldly: "If you don't sell it, it's someone else's selling it!"

The young man and the women were a little reluctant to speak when they looked at Wang San's back, but the old man breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhu Xu and said, "It's all a crooked way to make the young master laugh, and they don't take the right path."

Zhu Xu smiled without saying a word, and sighed in his heart that at any time, it is a wrong way to make a lot of money. Naturally, it is accompanied by risks. For example, the risk of Wang San suddenly comes like this.

The young man took a few sips of soup, looked up at the old man, and muttered, "Dad, our house should be repaired. I think the red brick house of Brother Dazhu's family is good, it is blocking the wind and rain, and it is quite solid."

The old man had no meaning and said in silence for a while: "Well, okay, I'll go find Dazhu and ask where I bought the red bricks. We can make the mud ourselves."

The young man bowed his head as if he was having a meal and said in a muffled voice: "It would be better if there were a few glass windows, it would be better than pasting paper..."

The old man snorted coldly, regardless of Zhu Xu's presence, and directly taught a lesson: "Don't you know how expensive that glass is? Your elder brother's bride price is just settled. Do you still have my father in your eyes?"

The young man lowered his head and chewed the steamed buns hard. Although he didn't say anything, he was obviously still dissatisfied.

Zhu Xu could guess the young man’s thoughts, but he was not very good. Zhu Xu patted his butt and stood up, looked at the old man and smiled, "There are glasses, how much do you want, I'll give it to you!"

The old man, the young man and the women were stunned. Before they could speak, Zhu Xu stood up and walked back with his hands behind his back.

He already had a rough idea in his mind. According to the land and disaster situation in the southwest, there were twenty acres, and a family of seven should barely be able to feed and cover, and thirty taxes were also appropriate. What he had to do next is to transfer the affected population, and the second was to organize the people in the affected areas to unite, cultivate collectively, and increase the ability to resist disasters. Third, it is what the court should do, including timely understanding the disaster situation, using work for relief, cracking down on corrupt officials at the bottom, etc.

The old man and his family all looked at each other. They knew that the young man in front of him was a noble man, but they did not expect that he could easily give them glassware exclusive to the rich family.

An imperial guard stepped forward to record their names and addresses, and then quickly caught up with Zhu Xu's carriage that had slowly started.

Zhu Xu was in the carriage, with a thoughtful expression.

Next year is the fifth year of Chongzhen. According to the original history, the fourth year of Chongzhen, the situation is relatively good. Although the harder and more complicated the future, he will face, but he is becoming more and more confident.

Zhu Xu sat in the carriage and walked staggering towards the capital.

The reform has entered a critical period. Zhu Xu's goal is the largest and most extensive group of Ming Dynasty. They hold all the power at the grassroots level of the Ming Dynasty, the so-called gentry and the so-called landlord class.

This group of people is the most difficult to deal with. It is like a warship declaring war on the entire sea. It seems that it can gallop without fear, but a storm may come at any time and the ship will overturn and people will die.

Zhu Xu's face was calm and he let out a sigh of relief. Things have to be done step by step, too much is not enough.

He knew very well that since he ascended the throne, the reforms have been too fast and many people could not keep up. It seems that his imperial power is stable, but it is also full of crises and the downward market is unstable. Sensely speaking, what he needs most now is to stabilize and slowly stabilize the effectiveness of the reforms in the past four years, step by step, and move slowly.

"The situation cannot be controlled by others..."

Zhu Xu shook his head secretly. In fact, if he wants to race against time, he can only take small steps carefully, and move forward if necessary.

After returning to the palace, Zhu Xu recruited Wei Zhongxian and Fu Changzong.

As soon as Liu Shimin said this, Fu Changzong frowned and raised his hand to Zhu Xu and said, "Prince, this acquisition starts with the summer harvest this year, and then with autumn harvests, a total of two. This situation should be the first time, or a few, and it is still time to rectify it."

Zhu Xu looked cold and murderous, and his eyes were filled with murderous aura. He said: "The storage of grain is fundamental to the court, and no one is allowed to interfere! The Ministry of Revenue needs to find a way to plug the loopholes. Strict regulations should be made for such behavior! The East Factory can investigate according to these regulations. Anyone who wants to suck blood from the treasury must be severely punished and loans are not tolerated!"

The emperor reserved food on a large scale, so he naturally responded to the increasingly severe drought. Both Fu Changzong and Wei Zhongxian knew it. He was shocked when he heard the emperor's unconcealed murderous aura, and hurriedly raised his hand and said, "I obey the order!"

Zhu Xu nodded slightly and looked at Fu Changzong and said, "How many grain storage are there in the top ten warehouses now?"

Fu Changzong was familiar with his heart and raised his hand and said, "Go back to the emperor, the annual cost of the imperial court is about 10 million stones, and the ten major warehouses have 43 million stones, plus 10 million stones of sweet potatoes."

Zhu Xu's expression remained unmoved, and he calculated silently in his heart.

The reason for this is that the court's devotion has decreased, the salaries of officials and other cash used by them have increased, and the expenditure on grain is reduced. Secondly, a lot of them have been purchased this year and the inventory has been increased. Thirdly, the sweet potatoes have been replaced by a part. Fourthly, the need for disaster relief in the southwest has decreased.

There are many things that have saved the imperial court a lot of food, and in disguise it has made business active, among which the commercial tax is also increasing, which has formed a virtuous cycle.

Zhu Xu's thoughts changed for a moment, and looked at Fu Changzong nodded and said, "Well, grain purchases cannot be stopped, and the sowing area of ​​sweet potatoes needs to be expanded, especially in Liaodong and other places, which need to be reclaimed on a large scale..."

Liaodong can be said to be a wasteland to be reclaimed. The key is that there are few people, and the imperial court will not transfer much of the immigrants for a while. If the population is small, the reclaim will be slow, which will take time.

Fu Changzong proposed that people in the world go to Liaodong to reclaim and exchange silver, which still requires discussion with Liaodong Prime Minister Sun Chuanting, and hesitated and did not report it to Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu said for a while, then turned to Wei Zhongxian and said, "I asked you to raise the case, how are you doing?"

Wei Zhongxian bowed there, with a expression still in motion: "It's almost done when you go back to the emperor. If you do something, at least thirty magistrates of Shan Jiang and Su will be involved in corruption, bribery, seize people's land, beat people's lives, stay overnight in brothels, etc., which will be enough to dismiss the office and be arrested and imprisoned."

Zhu Xuheshou, now Jiang and Su are as big as the three provinces of Anhui, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang, which are the most prosperous and prosperous places in Jiangnan with the cultural, economic and cultural prosperity. Naturally, they also contain the most problems.

The wind of the Yangtze River in the south of the Yangtze River blows all over the world. The so-called ten miles of Qinhuai River, the so-called Suzhou and Hangzhou River, and the so-called West Lake River are paradise for scholars. Poetry, songs, fine wine and famous prostitutes, drunk and dreaming, and can forget everything in the world!

Zhu Xu tapped the table with his fingers, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Okay! Let's start from Jiang Su, you order the East Factory to prepare and wait for my decree after the New Year!"
Chapter completed!