If you don’t know how popular cement is in Chang’an, you don’t deserve to call yourself a Chang’an native.

Whether it is a noble family or a noble family, if anyone builds a house without cement, it will definitely be looked down upon, because a house without cement represents unsolidity and unreliability. This represents an unstable foundation for a noble family and noble family who hope that their family can last forever.

So the Li family's cement has always been selling well. Even though the official road in Chang'an has been repaired more than half, the sales of cement have not decreased at all.

Not only that, due to the production capacity, the price of cement has even increased repeatedly during this period, more than doubled compared to before, reaching a sky-high price of one stone per usual.

That's the same. Since the three years since entering Zhenguan, the price of grain in Chang'an has been maintained at about ten cents per bull, and the price of grain per stone has only been one hundred cents.

The same weight, ten times the price. The problem is that one stone of grain is enough for a person to eat for several months, but what about one stone of cement? It is not enough to build a two-foot wall. The house is slightly larger and it is impossible to get down without hundreds of stones of cement.

After a while, it doesn’t count bricks, stones, sand and soil. It costs hundreds of stagnants to build a room, just cement. It was a house that was so popular that it could be sold for two miles before.

This shows how popular cement is in Chang'an.

Now, Li Hao actually bought such a huge mountain in Qizhou, and was making the idea of ​​boiling cement. How could Zheng Yan not be excited? He didn't care about the old man's explanation before: "Dejian, there is no need to say anything, I'll get this."

Shocked by Zheng Yan's courage, Li Hao said in shock: "I'm going to join now? Zheng Yan, don't you ask how much dividends you can get in the end?"

"Didn't you say 200,000 yuan?" Zheng Yan asked back.

"Uh..." Li Hao turned the cup on the table: "I mean the dividend ratio, not the amount of money."

Zheng Yan waved his hand and said openly: "Then you don't need to ask, Dejian, you will never lose my fault, right?"

Well, Li Hao really has no words.

When doing business, it is about integrity. Putting aside Zheng Yan's family background, even if he is just an ordinary person, Li Hao will not take advantage of him in terms of dividends.

Thinking of this, Li Hao felt that it would be better to say something clearly in advance, so he smiled slightly and said, "In fact, 200,000 guan per year is just a rough figure, and the proportion is about 20% of the dividend. Moreover, not only are you going to sell cement here, I also plan to build a carbide workshop here, specializing in the production of coke for smelting steel.

Moreover, I heard that there is iron ore in Qizhou. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will bring the Changsun family in. At that time, the production, supply and sales of the Carboniferous Workshop, Iron Smelting Workshop, and Cement Workshop will be one-stop, and the total annual income will probably not be lower than this number."

Li Hao said, stretching out his two fingers.

Two million guan? Zheng Yan only felt that breathing was a little difficult. If he had a profit of two million guan every year, then 20% of the income would represent a dividend of four hundred thousand guan.

"What else can I say? Dejian, I invested this money for my brother, isn't it just 200,000 yuan? It's a small matter." Zheng Yan's eyes turned red as he spoke, and he patted his chest and promised: "I will go back to Chang'an to find my father in a while. In three days, I will ask for food and money."

"Oh, don't worry about this matter for now." Li Hao waved his hand and interrupted Zheng Yan, and said with a smile: "This time the deal is too big. You and I can't eat it. I plan to look back and find some people, and everyone sit down and discuss and take out a charter."

The wealth was moving, and Zheng Yan's pupils were almost square at this time, and he said proudly: "No problem, everything is followed by you. You can do whatever you say."

For Zheng Yan, the investment in Li Hao's business was a complete surprise. After Li Hao was sent away, only him and the butler Zheng Qian were left on the second floor. After calming down, he became worried about gains and losses: "Fourth Uncle, do you think this matter is reliable?"

"I don't think it's a big problem." Zheng Qian thought for a while and said, "Although Li Dejian's character is not very good, no one has ever questioned his reputation."

"That means, if there were no accidents, we should have made a profit in this business?"

"Yes." Zheng Qian nodded.

Unlike Zheng Yan, a noble family with a low-key attitude, Zheng Qian is still very down-to-earth as the housekeeper of the eldest son of Zheng's family. He knows a little bit whether it is the business between Li Hao and Ba Zhuo, or the business between Li Hao and Songtsen Gampo, or even the business between Li Hao and the royal family.

If we put aside the positions of both parties, Mr. Zheng admires the way this young man who was born in the Li family in Longxi, and he doesn't mind working with him when he has the chance.

Of course, all this must be based on the fact that the patriarch does not object, otherwise no matter how great the cooperation is to Zheng, he will not dare to rashly intervene.

Zheng Yan was excited to go around Baiweiju in the second round after weighing the pros and cons, and punched him on the table: "Uncle Fourth, I decided to go back to the family and discuss this matter with my father immediately, and we must promote this business no matter what."

"I'll prepare the carriage." Without any hesitation, Zheng Qian called the guards downstairs as quickly as possible and arranged for them to prepare for the carriage they were going back.

In the afternoon of the same day, Zheng Yan set out on his way back to Chang'an.

...

In Qizhou Prefecture, Yan Feibai was in a good mood. When he returned to the government office, he immediately gathered all the Qizhou departing, Changshi and his men. While drinking tea, he made a statement of the contract signed with Li Hao.

The other people in Qizhou were waiting for some people who didn't know what Yan Fei sold in the white gourd, so they surrounded him and picked up the contract and watched it carefully.

It turned out that it was fine if I didn't look at it. Everyone changed their faces when they saw it. Bijia from Qizhou asked directly: "Eunuch, is this land sold too cheaply? The mountains around Chencang County are more than 10,000 acres, but 200,000 guan. Isn't it? Isn't it? "

"Hahaha..." Yan Feibai put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Heguang, take a closer look and look at the back."

Behind? What's behind?

Qizhou Bian Zhu Heguang focused his attention on the contract again.

The status of the Door is equivalent to the deputy position of the sect, but in modern times, it is equivalent to the existence of the deputy mayor. In ancient times, when the functional division was not fully established, all matters related to people's livelihood, commercial taxation, etc. needed to be worried about, and even if necessary, he had to give advice for the "Mayor".

Therefore, in terms of government affairs, Zhu Heguang's ability is not worse than Yan Feibai. After turning over the contract in his hand in a few minutes, he also showed an excited smile on his face and raised his thumb: "Your Majesty, Gao, Gao, with just one move, tied a God of Wealth to my Qizhou Prefecture. If you evaluate the exam in the future, you may not be able to escape."

"Hahaha..." Yan Feibai laughed and waved his hand: "It's all the efforts of all colleagues in Qizhou. It's all up to me, even if I have three heads and six arms, I can't accomplish such an important thing."

Everyone is in the flower sedan chair. Although Yan Feibai's politeness is hypocritical, it is somewhat a kind of affirmation for Zhu Heguang and others, and it is particularly comfortable to hear it.

Everyone laughed for a while, Zhu Heguang curled his smile, held the contract and looked at the others and said, "Do you have any doubts?"

The others who were laughing looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

They really couldn't figure out what it was worth celebrating if tens of thousands of acres of mountain land sold for 200,000 yuan. This was obviously a loss-making transaction, but Qizhou Prefecture lost money.

Seeing this, Yan Feibai shook his head in disappointment and said to Zhu Heguang: "Heguang, please explain it to them."

"No!" Qizhou Bie Jia Zhu Heguang responded, turned to the confused people and said, "I know, you think it's a loss to use tens of thousands of acres of forest land to exchange for 200,000 yuan of support. It's not your fault, after all, you don't understand the actual situation.

In fact, if we look at it on the surface, we have indeed suffered a loss, and it is a huge loss.

But you can think about it from another perspective. Even if the forest land is not sold, what can we use to make? The forest land does not produce food because the underground is full of stones, and even trees do not grow there."

The officials including Sima, Changshi and others in Qizhou nodded and agreed with a little understanding, vaguely feeling that something seemed to make sense.

There are useless things on both sides, so it’s better to exchange them for some affordable things.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Heguang changed his mind and continued: "And don't forget who is Prince Wei? Although he has a bad reputation in Chang'an, no one can deny his ability to make money.

Do you think such a person will spend 200,000 yuan to buy a useless barren mountain?

Therefore, Prince Wei must have his plans to buy that woodland.

Of course, what does the specific land do have nothing to do with us, and we don’t need to inquire.

For us, the only thing we have to do is to collect taxes according to Tang Law. Even if the person bought the land and did nothing, and just put it there, the tax he should pay cannot be lost."

yes!

Everyone suddenly realized that the root of it was here.

If the mountain is sold, it means that there is a land with a master, and the land with a master will naturally have to be paid taxes.

Now no one complained in his heart that Yan Feibai was arbitrary and came forward to give compliments, praising the old Yan very much.

Like a wise man, who is wise and candlelight, or the like, he is free to send his life up, making Yan Fei and Bai Bai happy.

After a long time, everyone gradually lost their words to praise him. Yan Feibai felt relieved. Then he coughed and cleared his throat and said, "That, Heguang."

"The lower official is here." Zhu Heguang stepped forward respectfully, and his slightly admiring eyes fell on Yan Fei's face, neither flattering nor appropriately showing respect.

Yan Fei nodded without a trace, and was happy physically and mentally: "In the next few months, our Qizhou Prefecture may have more things, and you may also be much busier than before."

"This is what the officials should do."

"Yeah." Yan Feibai said huh and continued: "Heguang should not be so reserved. I tell you these things just to remind you that our Qizhou's work in the future should focus on river dredging and road construction.

A few days ago, when I discussed with Mr. Li, I also discussed these two items. Mr. Li said that these two projects will be collected by our Qizhou Prefecture, but unlike in the past, this time, we will distribute the food for disaster relief. As for the specific amount of food, you need to investigate it, but in general, it should not be less than two kilograms of grain per person per day."

"Two kilograms of grain? So much?" said Sima from Qizhou.

"Not much at all. This year's drought is severe, and even weeds are not growing in the fields. In previous years, people could still find some wild vegetables and grains in the fields to eat, but now it's not possible, so two kilograms of grain is the minimum standard." Zhu Heguang glanced at Sima of Qizhou and said lightly: "And I don't know how long the drought this year will last. We also need to prepare food for the people for the coming year. We can't let all the people in Qizhou escape next year."

"No!" Sima of Qizhou responded and retreated.

Seeing that there was no more doubts, Yan Feibai continued: "In addition, send someone to Chencang immediately to ask the Chencang County Magistrate to start handling the forest land handover work immediately. It is necessary to not delay Mr. Li's affairs, otherwise they will be punished for dereliction of duty."

"promise!"

Although we cannot understand what time is money, officials in Qizhou have used practical actions to explain what money is a man.

After Yan Feibai arranged the next affairs, the entire Qizhou Prefecture started moving. Zhu Heguang went to Chencang County to preside over the land handover work. Although Sima in Qizhou had no specific affairs, he was the busiest one.

It is quite simple to post notices, build granaries, collect iron lifts, pickaxes and other tools. The key is to count the number of people in the state.

Dilt cleaning and road construction are not small projects, and with the severe drought in Qizhou, people who come to work must be indispensable.

Not to mention that these two projects also involve four counties and more than 100 villages and towns in the province. If the arrangements cannot be made in a coordinated manner, I still don’t know what chaos will be like when the construction starts.

The people of Qizhou, who had no expectations for the future, were all excited after learning the news. Although two kilograms of grain per day were not too much on the surface, they could solve their urgent needs.

For a time, the entrances of all county governments in the province were filled with people coming to register, and tens of thousands of people, young and old, were like the New Year.

They didn't know what river dredging and road construction meant, so the reason they came to register was just for the two kilograms of grain that day.

But when Sima of Qizhou received data compiled by various counties, he was frightened. There were tens of thousands of people, and there were more than 200,000 kilograms of grain a day. I am afraid that the 200,000 kilograms of money that I just got wasted, it would not take long to spend it.

If one day the money is spent and the food cannot be distributed, these people will start to make trouble...

I dare not think, I dare not think anymore, I must report this matter immediately, otherwise, even if I am a Sima, I will not be able to withstand such a big thing.

Sima Pan, Yan Feibai, is not much better than Sima, but the number of registered people in Qizhou Prefecture is only more than 90,000. What's wrong with this tens of thousands suddenly popping up?
Chapter completed!