Zhu Biao didn't say anything immediately.
"No, Father! Get this straight, I'm making fine salt! Do you think one tael of coarse salt can produce five coins of fine salt?”For some reason, Zhu Su, Zhu Biao, and Zhu Yuanzhang stood up at the same time under the control of a mysterious force.
"The market price of coarse salt is one tael per catty. Five catties of coarse salt can produce one tael of fine salt! Dad, do the math yourself. The premium I gave you plus the tax, you earned three to five taels of money just by buying each catty of fine salt from me. I only earned two to five taels of money!”Zhu Su was really angry. He suddenly shouted,""If I sell 100 catties of fine salt, I'm 250!”
Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless. His son's voice was a little loud, and it was true that the soles of his feet were a little itchy. However, his son's words were rough and reasonable. He had earned a lot.
"But Little Five, your price is too expensive.”Zhu Biao could not help but complain.
"Is it expensive?" Zhu Su asked.
"It's expensive!" Zhu Biao nodded bitterly.
"That's right!" Zhu Su clapped his hands." Because this is not for the poor, at least not now."”
"If you don't sell it to the poor, how can you say that the people of Ming Dynasty can eat fine salt?”Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his cheeks were trembling. His son looked reliable, but he was actually very unreliable. He couldn't decide whether he should beat him up or not. He was very anxious.
"Dad, it's still the market's supply and demand. Stimulate consumption, upgrade consumption, and stratify consumption. It's very troublesome to explain. Anyway, you understand it this way. I sell fine salt to the imperial court, and the imperial court sells salt to those rich people. When the silver falls into the hands of the imperial court, the imperial court can use it to improve the people's livelihood. At the same time, because fine salt requires a large amount of coarse salt, the imperial court can set up saltworks along the coast and hire border residents to make sea salt. As a result, the livelihood of the coastal people improved.
When they had silver in their pockets, they would buy rice, meat, and cloth. The local area would gradually become prosperous, and the taxes of the imperial court would increase.
And most importantly, we can also carry out export trade and sell salt to other countries. At that time, salt was not as simple as ten taels of silver.
Of course, Father, I know that you have already given a ban on going into the sea. I also know that you're doing this mainly for Zhang Shicheng who's hiding on the islands.
However, I am very willing to help my father solve his worries on this matter. When I become a vassal in the future, I will definitely sweep away the rebels on the sea for Ming. At that time, I hope that my wise and mighty father will reopen the sea ban and let me earn a golden mountain for my father as a token of filial piety.”
After Zhu Su finished his long speech, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao were still confused.
From salt to the ban on the sea, this was what Zhu Su wanted to do.
Only a fool would expect to rely on salt to make a fortune for the rest of his life. A real man's ambition is to travel all over the world. Who can understand my ambition?
He had to let his father and brother taste a little sweetness in front of him so that he could correct Da Ming from the wrong track in the future.
"Little Five, come here." Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a long time and called Zhu Su to his side.
" Sigh." Zhu Su quickly put down his teacup and squatted down beside Zhu Yuanzhang. He clenched his fists and quickly crossed his legs.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Biao felt for the first time that he was far inferior to Xiaowu.
"The supply and demand in the market, the relationship between consumers…Which teacher taught you all this?”Zhu Yuanzhang asked seriously.
"No, I thought of it myself." Zhu Su started to play dumb.
Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's disbelief, Zhu Su quickly explained,""Dad, read history. You can know the rise and fall of history by reading history. I used to be curious. The Great Song was so weak, so how did they last so long before they were destroyed?
Later on, your son often read the history of the Song Dynasty in order to resolve his doubts. In the end, your son came to the conclusion that although the Song Dynasty was not good at military affairs, there were many commendable aspects in the development of commerce. Of course, we have to absorb the essence and remove the dregs. We have to absorb the good parts and eliminate the bad parts.
Father, have you ever thought that if one day our Ming Dynasty manages to not collect agricultural taxes and only rely on commercial taxes to support the country's finances, who else would want to rebel against our Old Zhu family?”
Zhu Su knew very well that he had to draw the biggest picture.
Otherwise, with his father's peasant consciousness that had yet to fade, it would take a long time for him to change his mind.
"Boom!" Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck their heads. Zhu Su's words were like a bolt of lightning that ignited the earth and fire to them, achieving an earth-shattering effect.
" Su 'er, you, really…" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Su. For the first time, he felt that this boy in front of him was like a confidant.
" Alright, Father, don't look at me like that." Under Zhu Biao's shocked gaze, Zhu Su actually pushed Zhu Yuanzhang, who was getting closer and closer to him, away."Today, I ate pancakes with green onions again. The smell is so strong that it stung me.”
"Hahahaha, you brat. Your good days have only been a few days, and you're already complaining that your father eats pancakes and onions.”Zhu Yuanzhang burst into laughter. In the end, he looked at Zhu Su and asked,""Do you have enough manpower to make refined salt?”
" Yes," Zhu Su patted his chest and promised. He added,""Father, don't blame your son for being ruthless. Now is not the time to announce the salt production method. A temporary monopoly is necessary for us. We have to let the country have money first. Only when our Zhu family has money can we use this money to help the people improve their livelihood. So I'll tell you the ugly truth first. No matter who it is, if they dare to approach my salt factory, they'll be killed without mercy!”
Zhu Su's last sentence was full of killing intent!
Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Zhu Su for a long time. He really did not expect his son to be so stubborn. He turned to Zhu Biao, who was sweating profusely and wanted to defend Zhu Su, but his father had yet to flare up."Biao-er, do you think we've misjudged? Su-er really does have some of our old Zhu family's decisive killing temperament!”
"Father, don't be calculative with him.”Zhu Biao, who thought there was a hidden meaning in Zhu Yuanzhang's words, secretly broke out in a cold sweat for Zhu Su.
"Hey! You're really inferior to your brother in this aspect!”Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhu Biao.
Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and looked at Zhu Su seriously."Su 'er, if father agrees to this deal with you, it will not be a game between you and me. This concerns the livelihood of the people, so father will ask you again.”
"Of course! Also, Dad, if you promise to get me two salt mines, I can allow you to pay on credit. I will pay 20,000 catties of fine salt for the first batch. You can pay me after you sell it. How about that?”
"Alright, I promise you." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and subconsciously patted Zhu Su's shoulder. He asked casually,""But Father is very curious. Why do you really need so much silver?”
"Father, if your son has the ability, do you still have to hide it? Besides, our Big Ming is short of money now, and our son has a way to earn money. This is our son's pleasure. As for how to spend the money, his son had not thought about it. At present, he only planned to save more money to marry a wife in the future.”
Zhu Su told a lame lie.
After about a third of the time it would take to brew a cup of tea, he would suffer a beating for this lie.
Within three days, he would become the most famous young prince in Jin Ling City.
And two years later, his conversation with Zhu Yuanzhang would become a romantic template for countless sons of aristocratic families and licentious sons to worship.
"Marry a wife? Which girl have you taken a fancy to? Tell Father, Father will bestow marriage upon you."
"The Xu family." Zhu Su thought of Xu Miaojin, who had taught him how to play Go in a childish voice.
"Oh, Miao Yun? No, she's three years older than you. Miao Jin is not bad." Zhu Yuanzhang began to seriously consider whether he should pick a day to invite Xu Da to a meal and decide on the marriage of his children in advance.
Sometimes, some things were called a flash of inspiration, and some things were called brain spasms.
For example, right now, Zhu Su's brain twitched as he recalled Xu Miaoyun, the gentle lady who fed him raisins when he was young.
"Father!" Zhu Su thought.”
A clenched fist appeared under Zhu Yuanzhang's nose.
"Only children make choices. I, your son, want everything!”
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