The Hanlin Academy was not a small private school in a county.
It was a big project to repair it.
The craftsmen could ask the Gongshu family for help, and the land could also be used at the foot of Mount Li.
But the materials, food, hiring teachers
Ying Zimo had to pay for the 1,000 tiger and leopard cavalry out of his own pocket.
Xiao He scribbled and drew on the paper and had already calculated the approximate number.
The gap is quite big
"Elder brother, do you think there is anything lacking?”
Ying Zimo handed over the paper that recorded the cost.
Fu Su ate the mutton and took it subconsciously. He glanced at it.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Xiao He's calculation skills were pretty good. The estimation of the various expenses was very reasonable. He was really a talent.
"The amount is about the same, but the cost of this teacher can be reduced. Since opening an academy is a matter that benefits the country and the people, then this brother naturally has to contribute.”
"I have quite a number of guest elders from the Hundred Schools of Philosophy in my residence. They can be teachers. I can provide for them, so I can save on this part of the cost.”
"However, this is all that I can help you with."
Saving the cost of hiring teachers was just a drop in the bucket.
The real big part was still building the Academy.
it took
Even if he took money from the national treasury, it would probably hurt his bones.
Although Fu Su was not short of expenses and could still keep a group of hanger-ons in the residence, he did not have his own property.
Great Qin valued agriculture and suppressed commerce, and merchants had a low status.
People with status would not go into business.
The amount of money he had was only a drop in the ocean compared to the amount he had spent on building the Academy.
"We're indeed short of money now. What do you think of doing business to earn money?”
Ying Zimo knew that it was impossible to touch the national treasury.
Let's not talk about whether he could take it out or not.
If they emptied the national treasury, Brother Zheng would be very angry and the consequences would be very serious.
However, it did not matter. He still had two great Dharma treasures in his hands!
The mineral salt refining method!
Iron Smelting Technique!
"Business? That won't do!"
"Nineteenth brother, as a member of the royal family, how can you take the lead in engaging in lowly business?”
Originally, he had just eaten a piece of mutton. Fu Su could not care less about the insult of speaking at this moment, and his expression became anxious.
The youngest son of the First Emperor took the lead in business?
How could this be!
At that time, all the scholars in the world would treat this matter as a joke.
Moreover, as a prince, sometimes he did things not only on his own behalf, but also on behalf of the royal family.
"If Imperial Father wants to hold a celebration along the way, he won't be back for a while, right?"
Ying Zimo rubbed his chin and said in a serious tone.
Azhe
Fu Su was stunned.
Was he planning to do business behind his father's back?
Whether he earned money or not was another matter. If Imperial Father knew about it, he would be finished!
"Little Lord, if you were a businessman, I'm afraid it would be very difficult to make it in time.”
" And Young Master Fusu is right about this. If we engage in business to make money for the sake of building the Imperial Academy, we will be despised by scholars all over the world. This will also have a great impact on the reputation of the Academy.”
Xiao He said truthfully.
Put yourself in someone else's shoes.
If he was a scholar, if he knew about this stain on the Imperial Academy, he would probably hesitate more when he entered the academy.
"Who said it's business? Business doesn't necessarily mean business.”
"This is called macro regulation!"
A macro regulation?
Hearing the unfamiliar words from Ying Zimo's mouth, everyone stopped eating and felt confused.
"Apart from food, what do you think is the most important thing for Great Qin?”
"Weapon? Cattle?" Fu Su did not understand.
"Wrong, it's salt and iron!"
Hearing these two words, Xiao He and Han Xin pondered.
Chai, rice, oil and salt.
The importance of salt was self-evident.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, Qin had also waged several wars against Wei in order to compete for salt mining land.
Now, Great Qin only had coarse salt, which was incredibly bitter.
Many commoners would carry finger-sized blocks of coarse salt with them. When they did physical labor, they would take them out and lick them to replenish their salt.
Not to mention iron.
Iron smelting technology and the mining of iron ore directly determined the military strength of a vassal state.
Could it be that the Little Lord wanted to sell salt and iron?
This was not a good business.
However, they still didn't understand the meaning of the words " macro regulation ".
"Salt and iron are related to the people's livelihood. How can they be controlled by merchants? Isn't this a huge hidden danger?”
"What I want to do is not to buy low and sell high, but to firmly control the salt and iron industries.”
"In this way, the commoners can eat cheap salt and no longer have to look at the merchants 'faces. With the iron weapons in the hands of the court, who could rebel without weapons?”
"This is called macro regulation and control. It is the way to govern the people's livelihood. As for making money, it is only an additional benefit.”
Ying Zimo's words.
Undoubtedly, it set off a storm in everyone's hearts.
Zhang Liang and Xiao He looked at each other. Zhang Ao and his son were also shocked.
macro regulation.
Use salt and iron to govern the people's livelihood?
The Little Lord was not trying to earn money.
This was a reform!
"But 19th brother, are we going to buy salt and sell it to the people? How can there be any profit?"
Fu Su's brain had yet to process what was going on.
If he wanted to buy salt and then sell it, wouldn't that be a loss?
"Aiya, elder brother, you're so stupid."
Ying Zimo looked at Fu Su speechlessly and said,""Of course we want to buy a mountain of salt and mine it ourselves.”
"Salt mine? That's very expensive. Nineteenth Brother, where did you get the money to buy the salt mountain?”
"It's not a salt mine, it's a salt mountain!"
Ying Zimo took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and said," It's the kind of salt mountain that can't be farmed. It's very cheap.”
"This is the method of purifying mineral salt. The salt extracted by this method is like snowflakes, white and fine!”
As he spoke, he passed the paper to the few of them.
After reading it, Zhang Liang took a deep breath.
Salt Mountain could not grow crops at all.
The salt was poisonous and was inedible, so the price was very low.
If Little Lord's method was real, it would be a mountain of gold!
"Nineteenth brother, the Salt Mountain you mentioned seems to be a hundred miles away from Xianyang.”
"However, that seems to be Minister Feng's fief."
Feng Quji certainly did not want to see the Academy built.
Would he be willing to give up his fief?
"We can buy it with money. He doesn't know that we can extract salt anyway.”
"It's just that when the time comes, Prime Minister Feng will inevitably ask for an exorbitant price. We still lack some start-up funds.”
Ying Zimo said.
She looked at Fu Su and blinked her big eyes. There seemed to be sparks of anticipation in her eyes.
Xiao He coughed lightly.
Zhang Liang looked up at the sky and pretended not to see anything.
Zhang Er and his son ate in silence.
The air froze for a moment.
Only Fu Su felt a little uncomfortable under this gaze. He coughed lightly and did not know what to do.
"Is the hotpot delicious, Big Brother?"
"Of course,"
"Then lend me some money. I know you have a small treasury.”
"Okay?"
.......
Half an incense's time later.
Fu Su was clearly full, but he felt weak all over.
She was staggering and delirious, almost forgetting how she left Ying Zimo's mansion.
"Sigh, forget it. If this matter can really succeed, it will also be a good thing for the country and the people.”
"I hope Imperial Father won't blame me for messing around with Nineteenth Brother when he returns."
Fu Su sighed and boarded the carriage.
Thinking about how he was going to take out his little treasury later, he felt a pang of pain.
After saving for so many years, it was all emptied out in an instant!
However, was the salt extracted from the salt mountain really edible?
.......
"Your Highness, are you sure that this method can eliminate the toxicity of the mineral salt?”
If there was a problem with the salt, it would not be as simple as eating one or two people to death.
Xiao He was still in disbelief.
"Of course. Not only is it not poisonous, but the quality is even better than the refined salt used by our royal family.”
"It's even better than the royal family's refined salt."
Zhang Ao narrowed his eyes.
He began to calculate in his heart.
If the salt merchants sold better quality salt at the current price, it was needless to say how the people would choose.
Moreover, the cost was not high. As long as he had a mountain of salt, he could order people to mine it.
"It's not impossible for Little Lord to set the price slightly higher than the salt merchant."
"That's not the case. The price must not be high, but even lower. We just need to ensure that we can raise the money to build the Academy before Father returns.”
"Little Lord has already said that earning money is secondary, and the livelihood of the people is fundamental.”
Zhang Er shook his head and said in a patient tone.
Immediately, the latter looked ashamed.
Zhang Ao was naturally smart, but he had suddenly risen to the top and was still young, so his perspective of thinking had not changed yet.
His vision was still a little short-sighted.
"Leave the problem of smelting iron to the Gongshu family. They have the mineral reserves in their hands.”
Ying Zimo said with his small mouth.
As for Zhang Liang, Xiao He, Zhang Er and his son, they were calculating different parts.
The cost of smelting iron could be saved.
Uncle Gongshu and Sister Youlan would be very happy to help.
"The accounts are ready, Little Lord. Please take a look.”
There was no doubt about their abilities.
Every account was calculated very clearly.
Ying Zimo couldn't find any problems with it.
"Then I'll ask Mister Xiao to go to Minister Feng's residence to purchase salt mountains. Zhang Er and Zhang Ao will go to recruit workers. Zhang Liang will go to the Gongshu family. Other than smelting iron, we have to speed up the template for movable type printing.”
Everyone had their own missions.
Hence, they split up!
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