The weaver girls walked out of the weaver room together to see and then whispered. This is the magistrate.

So handsome.

That is a learned person, the stars in the sky descend into the mortal world...

"No nonsense," Wang Ju shouted at them.

Dozens of Weaver Girls laughed.

"Let's talk," Wang Ju walked in front.

"I heard that your business is pretty good, why haven't you paid back the loan yet?"

“It’s not been a year yet.”

"I have no regulations that I have to pay back one year."

"Will the government lose a lot of interest if there is no one paying it back, wouldn't the government lose money?"

This interest rate difference is also good, nearly 400,000 guan, which can generate an interest rate difference of more than 20,000 guan. But since you lend, there is a risk that you cannot get it back. Don’t look at more than 20,000 guan, if you can’t get it back a few transactions, the government will lose money.

So no one complained about this interest spread.

On the surface, the returns are too little, but risks also exist.

"So that's it. I thought you were having difficulties. That's fine, you can repay it. In fact, what's the interest is really not important, what's important is how many people you support."

Especially for the workshop in Zuyang, he hired mostly female workers, and the peak period was cold and the slack season. Therefore, such workshops will play an immeasurable role in the economic development of the local area.

"Also, how much tax did you pay? Are these two more important than interest income? And these two are exactly what I value most."

"Little ignorance." Zu Yang said, but he was even more moved. However, he was also worried. After all, such a good official and capable official could hardly be met. He had good officials, but he might not have the ability. Therefore, he asked: "Ming Gong, I don't understand something about it."

"Speaking."

"Will Ming Gong be transferred from Gyeongju this year?"
Chapter completed!