Chapter 10 The Eastern Han Economic Crisis
The era of Wuzhu coins passed by with Dong Zhuo's arrogant hand.
Big five points, small money without articles has become the official currency.
Although the new emperor and new atmosphere are followed one after another, there are unprecedented social turmoil and economic crisis.
A society where goods are light but expensive has made the lives of ordinary people a mess.
The speed of making money is as slow as in previous years, but the speed of spending money is one day.
Just by sleeping, the price of a hu of grain will double.
From the first few money, it rose to tens of thousands of dollars in a short period of time, and it was still rising.
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The news about family, country and political affairs was circulating very slowly. Perhaps even if the incident happened a few months ago, Tianshui, which is only separated from Chang'an, could only be known today.
But when it comes to money and goods, the businessman who traveled around the world, the news spread very quickly.
In the Juyi Hall, Liu Yun glanced at Gongsun Lu and Wang Zhi who were frowning, and took out a small cloth bag.
"Look, how about this salt?" Liu Yun smiled lightly and handed over the cloth bag.
Gongsun Lu grabbed one and put it in his mouth, biting it thud and asked in surprise: "Master, is this salt obtained from the mountain belly?"
"That's right!" Liu Yun nodded.
There is a big difference between this salt and the salt processed from various processes in later generations.
But in this era, it is already excellent!
After refining, it is no less than official salt.
There are three mines on a mountain, and this salt is the companion mine of saltpeter mine.
For this reason, Liu Yun almost burned incense and kowtow to Uncle Liu Che.
This is done, it's so pretty.
Gongsun Lu put down the salt bag, sighed and said, "Ming Gong, this salt is a good salt, but today's poisoning, people are not busy with life, the goods are expensive and the money is cheap. It is difficult for the people to find food in one bite. There is really no difference between having salt or not."
Liu Yun stood up, walked slowly for a few steps, and said, "Mr. Gongsun, what you said is not bad. For people's livelihood, this is also indispensable for food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Things are expensive and money is cheap, this is inevitable, and inflation is the only thing that people can't use money, they will naturally start to barter. And this salt is the most valuable thing in our hands and our future food rations."
"Ming Lord, what do you mean is that we use this salt to trade?" Wang Zhi thought for a long time before asking.
Liu Yun pointed at Wang Zhi and smiled and said, "Zihan is particularly smart today!"
"Ming Lord, are you scolding me or praising me?" Wang Zhi said depressedly with his head.
Liu Yun laughed and said, "I am praising you! The situation of expensive things and low money will continue for many years. We have to prepare in advance. Zihan, the way you train soldiers in the future may change?"
Wang Zhi asked puzzledly: "Master, what does this have to do with me training the soldiers?"
Liu Yun's speech was really jumping, which made the wise Gongsun Lu confused. He kept stroking his beard, listening in a slanted voice and trying to keep up with Liu Yun's thoughts.
"Of course, it's relevant! We have to start farming. There are about 400 soldiers on the mountain, and two waves are divided into two waves, one wave is reclaimed and farmed on this mountain, and the other is to go down the mountain to rent the farmland of the people. We still have to plant this land ourselves." Liu Yun said what he was considering.
There are now more than 400 foods on the mountain. For the sake of the future, farming is the best way.
Just because of this, Liu Yun has been worried in the past few days.
Now that he is the leader of the mountain, he doesn't want to learn from the horse capital, so he runs down the mountain to burn, kill, rob and rob, and rob.
This is not a long-term solution!
Moreover, in a few years, I'm afraid there will be no snatch.
Wang Zhi grew up in surprise and shouted, "Let me wait to go farming?"
"What are you doing? You're not happy! Isn't it great to support yourself?" Liu Yun asked back.
Wang Zhi didn't know how to answer. This was good, but he just didn't have that freedom.
It's equivalent to returning to the farmer, and you still have to carry a hoe.
Gongsun Lu said, "Ming Gong, we may have to make a long-term plan for this matter. Military farming is indeed a long-term plan, but it involves a lot. According to the old man's plan, it is advisable to divide some troops and specialize in military farming. The rest of the people still need to defend and prepare for war. If there is a war during the busy farming season, should it be a war or a grain collection?"
Liu Yun nodded, "I have thought about these many questions, but now we are not a small number of people! There are only about 400 people, and there are too many people left, but there are no one left. Since Mr. Gongsun also thought of it, let's intercept Cao Aman's words. I will use the military field lieutenant he created first, haha."
Gongsun Lu and Wang Zhi both opened their eyes when they heard these words. If there was any way, they just couldn't understand them.
"Then let's do it. Zihan, selecting two hundred-year-old experienced soldiers to be responsible for land reclamation and farming. In addition, one hundred people are sent out to dig salt and sell salt. Remember, salt is exchanged for grain, and it is not enough for a small amount of money. That thing is useless. They also have a very important task. Collect local information and first find out the clan powers and nobles in Tianshui County. After all, we are bandits, so how can we do not do any business in our own business?" Liu Yun ordered.
Now he has only a few people under his command, which is slightly more numerous than when Liu Bang became a bandit.
With one point like this and one point like that, there will be basically no one left.
But Liu Yun still wants to do a lot. In the eyes of a modern person, there are too many things that need improvement.
Wang Zhi was immediately enthusiastic and laughed and said, "Master, this is a small matter. It is best for those clans to burn high incense and don't let the small ones focus on it."
"But... Mingzhu, after this, will the young one be gone?" Wang Zhi reacted and scratched his head and muttered.
He can still calculate this account.
Once four hundred people were cut down, it seemed that only one hundred people were left...
Liu Yun admitted: "You can't bring soldiers alone. They are generally controlled by you, but they must be divided. Now we only have more than 400 people, but it will definitely increase in the future. In this way, reclaiming wasteland, garrisoning farmland, selling salt to spy on each, you recommend one person as the centurion, and the remaining one hundred people, you and I will take them personally. They will be truly elite soldiers and generals, do nothing, and do only one thing, that is practice."
"Ming Gong, is this... something wrong? I am afraid that the soldiers will be prejudiced!" Gongsun Lu said worriedly.
Liu Yun waved his hand and said, "There is nothing wrong. These hundred people are not fixed. If you don't have the ability, just retreat! Select from the other three teams. Although we are small now, we must have all the internal organs and plan to become a big penis."
Gongsun Lu and Wang Zhi were dumbfounded. It was Liu Yun's operation that they had never heard of or seen.
"Soldiers are not about many, but about their strength! I want to build a strong team!" Liu Yunzhensheng said.
Countless war experiences in later generations have particularly highlighted the powerful role of an elite soldier and powerful general.
Special forces are now being vigorously trained by various countries, and it is not just a joke.
"Here!"
Wang Zhi's Gongsun Lu and his two kowtowed to praise each other.
They finally understood Liu Yun’s intentions.
I will respond first and then solve the problem when I encounter it. If I always sing the opposite tune, it is easy to get beaten.
A moment later, Gongsun Lu said Youyouyou: "Ming Gong, how should we solve the problem of not much surplus food in the mountain now?"
Liu Yun was stunned, "What I said...isn't it clear enough?"
"Not enough!" Gongsun Lu said very honestly.
Liu Yun patted his forehead, the language generation gap, and the absolute language generation gap.
"Sell salt and barter with food, we want food!" Liu Yun emphasized again.
Gongsun Lu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "So that's it! The little old man is clear."
"By the way, Zihan, I will solve the problem of renting people's land for military farming. They are too wasteful of land farming, so they have to do side jobs. Digging pits, gunpowder and other things are all done!" Liu Yun said.
"Here!" Wang Zhi replied.
Chapter completed!