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“We need a powerful but not too domineering Great Yan, and we also need a Great Yan with sufficient capabilities as our main logistics base for our northward march. In any case, it is much easier to procure supplies from Great Yan than to send them to the Arctic from Kazdar through the Kosichite territory.”

"But now there's a bunch of good-for-nothing guys in the Great Yan Kingdom, and we can hardly trust them."

If, while they were battling demons in the Arctic for three hundred rounds, the Great Yan suddenly unleashed a traditional scholar-official act, Old Xia and his men would be left speechless with grief.

"Wait, could they dig up the money buried in the ground, and then..."

"And are those who do this still considered gentry?"

"Huh?" Yelena tilted her head, not quite understanding the mentality of hiding money in the cellar and not using it. Even Little Tiger only discovered this problem in Dragon Gate.

Digging up buried money and putting it into the market is the simplest way to overcome the impending economic crisis or unemployment boom in the Great Yan Dynasty. Similar to the gold rush, it directly injects purchasing power into the market. No matter what the gentry do with their money, it will eventually become consumption and end up in the hands of a large group of poor men.

The Great Yan Dynasty was able to create a large enough service industry to accommodate these people. Moreover, the service industry is not a purely consumer industry; it also produces its own output. With the gradual development of advanced factories at all levels, and the high demand generated by high consumption, the Great Yan Dynasty might even find that its population is insufficient and have to urge everyone to have children.

But here's the problem: are these tightwads willing to spend money? If not, then the Great Yan court has to do it. But after such a huge investment in introducing technology, will the court still have money? Not to mention, the court's purpose in introducing this technology is to fill the deficit and make money!

Therefore, this is why the Great Yan Dynasty's problem is not an economic one, but a political one.

"There's one last way: decouple from Crimson Gold. While they're currently the only safe haven for capital in all of Terra that's not at war with any country, print money like crazy!"

"Oh, isn't that just waste paper?"

"Any paper that can be used to buy things is money. Besides, they've introduced our production system. If it really runs smoothly, the waste paper they print can actually be used to buy things. In fact, the more they print, the more you buy, and the more they expand production, the more the waste paper in your hands will resemble money..."

This was the prototype of the modern monetary system, the prototype of credit money backed by national production capacity, industrial capacity, and economic credit.

The more money they print, the more you have to buy it. The more you buy, the higher their profits become, and the more they will expand production. No one would refuse a profitable business.

The more production is expanded, the better the quantity and quality of goods you can buy, and the more valuable your money becomes—the prototype of the ideal global economic order envisioned by Americans at the beginning of the century.

Of course, everyone knows how it will end. Why stand up when you can make money lying down?

Normal industrial transfer and upgrading turn into industrial decline. And then, precisely at this moment, in order to maintain their privilege of making money without effort, they will eventually destroy the foundation of this order—international trade cooperation—for various political reasons. Then, industrial decline becomes civilizational decline.

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I reap the high profits from high technology, my underlings reap the high profits from the service industry, ordinary people reap the average profits from low- to mid-end manufacturing, and the Third World reap the hard-earned money from the lowest-level, bottom-tier, labor-intensive work. My continuous industrial upgrading, automation, and high technology maintain the smooth development of this system. This is the planning basis of the United States' global economic strategy.

However, this is based on an unavoidable fact: the global trade cooperation system cannot be shaken. I can print money through the service industry and high-tech industry, then buy consumer goods from various lower-level entities that earn low-level profits, and then provide them with services to earn excess profits to support my tertiary industry and money-printing business.

But the reality is that this system cannot be sustained in the long run, because those who profit from low-end services also want to profit from high-end services, and they will also develop the service industry and reduce their dependence on external technology services.

Conversely, if people make too much money easily, they will also relocate these industries instead of simply upgrading them to automation.

However, if this chain is broken by someone else or by oneself due to political turmoil, war, or other unrest...

Whether your downstream customers stop buying your services (the service industry shrinks on the spot, not to mention the dream of absorbing the working population), or your upstream customers stop supplying you with the necessary consumer goods (the service industry and finance further collapse; without consumer goods, nothing will grow on supermarket shelves), if civilization does not decline and can still be called progress and development, that would be truly extraordinary.

Chapter Seventy-Six: A Fair Price

Chapter 76

Negotiating the technology transfer with Da Yan was more troublesome and laborious than negotiating peace with Leitania. The reason was simple: the other side didn't have many big assets, but wanted everything. This resulted in no disagreements between the two sides on technical support services, factory locations, seed and fertilizer supply, and even Da Yan's policy support.

However, there is a big disagreement regarding the price of the equipment itself. The Dayan people insist that the cost of the raw materials, labor hours, and worker wages, multiplied by the profit margin, should not be so high.

Kazdel, on the other hand, insisted that the investment in technological research and development should not be considered money.

This disagreement is similar to the disagreement over drug prices. Most people think that a single pill only costs a few cents to produce, yet it's sold for hundreds, which is outrageous. This is also the perception of the people of Da Yan.

From Kazdel's perspective, producing this pill would only cost a few cents or even a few dimes, and if you include the equipment, it would only cost a few dollars.

But did the equipment in my labs just fall from the sky and come for free? And what about the hundreds of research assistants and researchers who barely manage to get by with a cramming-style education system? Did they come with no cost?

Therefore, it is only natural that a container of Kazdel's aeroponics factory-specific nutrient solution, drying powder, and special solvents would sell for over two hundred thousand Great Yan silver coins.

Those from Dayan who witnessed how these nutrient solutions were recycled from the wastewater of hydroponic factories completely disapproved of the price. Waste recycling, and you dare price it at over 200,000? Is there no law anymore?!

Finally, after Kazdar ran out of patience and resorted to his ultimate weapon: "Buy or get out," the Great Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. They held internal meetings for more than ten days in a row, and after much arguing, the genius finally produced a purchase order.

"They've been arguing with us for so many days, and so far, the total purchase price hasn't even exceeded one hundred million?" Yelena was dumbfounded. Just how stingy are they?

"Yes, it even requires installment payments, with each payment being three million..."

"Three million? Once a month?" That should take about three years to recoup the investment.

"each year……"

"Uh……"

"Why don't they just rob it?" Yelena couldn't believe it. "You have such a big country, and you only pay three million a year? You want to pay in installments for less than one hundred million in purchase orders?"

"They said that the imperial court's fiscal surplus could only be squeezed out to this extent each year."

"Huh?" Yelena tilted her head, glanced down at the agricultural surplus of Kazdel this year in her hand, and then looked up. "You mean to say that after deducting necessary expenditures, the total income of the Great Yan court is only equivalent to the price of the agricultural surplus of one of our provinces?"

Then Yelena asked the crucial question, "Why haven't they gone bankrupt yet, given how poor they are?"

"They are not poor, but the money is not in the hands of their government."

"Ah, this..." Yelena found it hard to believe. Did the people of Da Yan not collect taxes or had extremely low tax rates, resulting in an exceptionally high standard of living for their citizens?

Since the money isn't taxed and can't just disappear on its own, it can only contribute to economic prosperity among the people.

At least they don't seem to be experiencing severe inflation, and there even seems to be some persistent deflation. This indicates that a large amount of money is circulating among the people, private production is extremely prosperous, and the demand for currency is rising day by day, to the point that the imperial court can't keep up with the production of new money.

In the ensuing negotiations, Kazdel absolutely refused to accept this payment method.

Finally, Da Yan made another concession, offering to accept goods or other items as payment, but that was all the cash they had, and they couldn't possibly come up with any more.

So, this was the only option. However, there was another round of arguments regarding the quantity, type, and valuation of the goods to be used as compensation. Da Yan refused to export technical items and was only willing to export handicrafts and decorative porcelain, etc.

Moreover, the prices are all too high, and Kazdel doesn't actually need that many handicrafts.

Besides, there's no significant difference in quality. If we really want to make porcelain, Master Nian can set up a kiln and start at any time.

While it may not be as artistically sophisticated as products from Da Yan, it is certainly competitive in the low-to-mid-range market.

Not to mention textiles, Kazdel didn't engage in textile dumping simply because of insufficient manpower and demand.

Moreover, the main focus was still on cotton textiles, and little effort was put into researching silk weaving and embroidery techniques.

This research isn't technical; it's more about art or pattern design. If it were to be actually manufactured, we could demonstrate the high-speed fabric production of an automated textile factory at any time.

The negotiations were on the verge of collapse before a compromise was finally reached that was unsatisfactory to both sides but barely acceptable. Da Yan felt that these Kazdel people were greedy for money, aggressive, and extortionate.

Kazdel felt that the other party was stingy and lacked sincerity. If it weren't for the subsequent consumables and the profits from opening up the market, they wouldn't have wanted to do this business at all.

"This is practically an aid package! Has the Great Yan Dynasty become this weak?" After reading the completed version of the memo, the Doctor's first reaction was whether the Great Yan Dynasty was doomed. He felt as if he was actually doing business with the Sargons, who were so poor yet still wanted to buy everything.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just that the Great Yan treasury is out of money. It seems that the last time Hai Si caused them a major financial problem,” Kal’tsit said. “It’s understandable that they don’t have much spare money right now. Moreover, it’s not that they don’t have money, it’s just that they simply don’t want to spend it.”

Of course it's not that they're broke. The daily food, clothing, and lodging of those officials from the Great Yan Dynasty, along with all the odds and ends they have, are enough to pay off one installment of their mortgage. Does that look like they're broke? It can only be explained as simple stinginess.

"It's not that they're stingy, because those gentry have their own money, while the money for procurement comes from the state. To be honest, I suspect that the price the court gave them was at least twice as high as what they're currently paying, and the price they gave back to their superiors was definitely the one we initially proposed. As for installment payments, that's simply not going to happen."

"But this agreement..."

"Don't worry, someone will come to talk to you about how to write the agreement soon." Nian said, fanning himself with his fan. "We will definitely sign two agreements with you, one for the higher-ups to see and one for actual implementation."

"I see. So these people are actually receiving kickbacks from the Great Yan Dynasty?"

This explains why Yi Yi, seemingly unwilling to sabotage the negotiations, is relentlessly pushing down the price without any sincerity—because for every dollar they lower the price, they earn an extra dollar.

The losses are borne by the imperial court, but the profits are their own. No wonder the Great Yan's envoys this time are all incredibly shrewd.

During the negotiations, they quoted extensively from classical texts and engaged in fierce debates, using every trick in the book to buy more with less money. I was initially inclined to criticize their stinginess, but their loyalty and patriotism in striving for greater benefits for the country are still admirable.

And then you tell me that the reason they're working so hard is that every penny they cut off goes into their own pockets?

That's understandable why they're working so hard, but if all the officials in the Great Yan are like this, then that's just too... something.

However, compared to the nobles and bureaucrats of Letania, these people were still considered to have made progress. At least while they were making money, they didn't forget to bring back much-needed technology for their country and then try to secure a more favorable deal.

"But why should we sign a contract with these insects instead of signing one directly with the Great Yan Dynasty?"

In this way, not only can more goods be sold and profits be higher, but Da Yan will also not have wasted money. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation?

"Then our factory will not be able to be established anywhere in Dayan. They will definitely mobilize all their forces to oppose it. If they cannot oppose it, they will try their best not to implement it or to cause trouble for you."

When the Great Yan court discovers that the purchased goods are completely useless, they will blame it on you. From then on, you will have completely offended the Great Yan royal family and the entire court…”

"My God!" The doctor gasped, feeling a pang of sympathy for the Emperor of Great Yan. With so many obstacles hindering the country and yet unable to be punished, how did he manage to keep the nation alive until now?

A short while later, outside the capital of the Great Yan, in the area burned by the poisonous fire, a large group of Great Yan officers and soldiers blocked the street, standing on tiptoe, looking into the distance with longing eyes, until the top edge of the tall land-based warship was exposed and a deafening cheer erupted.

This is said to be an advanced technology introduced from abroad by officials in the court. It allows crops to be grown even on wasteland burned by poisonous fire, and the yield is quite high.

This led many uncouth military men to unilaterally declare that the descendants of high-ranking officials in the court had their access to the government had been reopened.

But their mother is still in the outer heavens, so it depends on whether the output will be that high, how the taxes will be handled, and whether their mother can land safely.

This landship was transporting the first batch of seeds—just seeds. The Star Alliance's low-yield, environmentally resistant wheat from Old Xia's side could be grown normally even in areas burned by toxic fires or with excessive heavy metals, so the seeds arrived the fastest.

We have enough stock on hand, but the equipment won't be available as quickly, and Da Yan hasn't paid for it yet.

Accompanying the ship were several Sarkaz technicians—well, more like old farmers. The bran of this wheat had to be completely removed; it couldn't be eaten because heavy metals were concentrated in the seed coat and husk, and eating it would definitely poison you.

Considering that there have always been fools in Da Yan and even Kazdel who didn't believe in superstition, this time they specially assigned professional technicians and even gave away a hulling mill machine for free, which can be considered as advertising for Kazdel's agricultural product processing equipment.

"What? Wheat bran can't be eaten? This is..." The harvest has been reduced by one or two tenths for no reason. "This is too..."

"You're not afraid of death, so you can eat it. It's highly poisonous, and even if the harvest is small, you can still grow it on wasteland. If there really were such a treasure that you could eat and wasn't afraid of wasteland, would it be given to you lowly bastards? Those old men would have already filled their own rotten land in front of and behind the mountains with it."

This statement made such a lot of sense that the junior officers and soldiers present were speechless. Right, how could they possibly have a chance to own such a treasure?

"Then, sir, how should we plant these precious seeds?" It was a matter of great importance, concerning whether he would have to eat chaff and drink thin gruel or live a life of ease next year. Even the most arrogant military officer had to humbly ask for advice.

"Dig a hole, put two seeds in each hole, or three if you're not sure. After they sprout, thin them out as usual, weed, and remember to water them."

Then the Sarkaz farmer added, "If you're really too lazy to rush things and don't care about the harvest, just grab a handful and throw it in, then remember to weed. You don't even need to water it. However, the final yield will definitely be lower."

"How much is 'some'?!" Immediately, a farmer who had experience farming at home spoke up. With this planting method, "some" might directly reduce the harvest by 80% or 90%, resulting in a total crop failure.

"It's probably less than 20%, but the yield isn't going to be that high anyway. After a few rounds, depending on the situation, you can plant some beans. Oh, don't eat the bean pods, they're poisonous here too. But they can help improve the soil and further purify it. After a few more rounds, your land will be ready to grow other things normally."

Honestly, there's not much to be careful about. In the Covenant, the normal way to sow these seeds is to just let them grow naturally. Simply put, the spacecraft just flies over and scatters the seeds along the way.

Nobody cares about the yield; it's part of land management and redevelopment anyway. Its biggest advantage is that it requires absolutely no care and effort. Of course, the yield is also very low-maintenance.

Compared to how to cultivate the crops, the main job of these technicians is to solve the problem of second-generation degeneration, and also to supervise them so that they don't waste wheat bran and bury it in the fields to fertilize the land or feed cattle and horses, which would end up ruining the land and poisoning a few people and damaging their own reputation.

Due to the time constraints, no one lingered with the Kazdel people. They each took their own seeds and hurriedly went to plant them. If they were lucky, they should be able to harvest a crop in late autumn and have a more prosperous year.

At first, everyone was quite resentful about being assigned such wasteland, but after the imperial court found out that the seeds could be planted on the wasteland, most of the resentment dissipated. If it could be planted, then it was not wasteland, but at most "lower-grade land" or "middle-grade land".