Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

As he finished speaking, two North Korean officials walked out of the queue carrying a box.

When the box was opened, it was filled with ginseng.

Each one of them is as thick as a child's arm, and the whiskers on it are longer than the beard that Mr. Guo has picked. They are tied into small braids with red ropes, which looks very funny.

Wei Zhongxian walked down the imperial steps, looked over, and then started shouting again at the top of his voice.

"King Yi Jong of Joseon presents 200 100-year-old ginseng plants to us!"

When Zhu Youxiao heard this number, he was stunned.

It is well known that North Korea has participated in many activities.

But a century-old ginseng is not so easy to find.

What's more, during this period, Korea, like Liaodong, had old forests covered with snow all year round.

If you want to find ginseng, the difficulty increases dramatically!

Looking at the ginseng that Wei Zhongxian brought back, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but sigh.

"You are so thoughtful. Thank the people of Korea on my behalf!"

"Come here, take a look!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Li Jong bowing again.

"I dare not accept the reward!"

"Your Majesty, there is a saying in the Ming Dynasty that the kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after three generations."

"Thanks to your Majesty for not abandoning us, the people of our country have benefited greatly from the salted fish alone this year. These wild ginsengs were also collected by the people voluntarily in the mountains."

"I heard that the Ming Dynasty is still suffering from food shortages. I dare not ask for rewards anymore!"

"I only hope that the Ming Dynasty can overcome the difficulties as soon as possible and lead the people of small countries to seek eternal wealth and prosperity together!"

As soon as he said this, all the officials inside and outside the Huangji Palace looked at him in disbelief.

Damn!

Has the King of Korea changed his personality?

In the past, when paying homage and tribute, envoys would come, present items worth several thousand taels of silver, and take away rewards worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

But this year, not only did Li Jong come here in person, he even refused the reward?

What the hell?

Even Zhu Youxiao was surprised after hearing this.

He paid the Korean people 30 wen per person per day for fishing, but the news reported by the Jinyiwei was that Li Jong only paid the people 10 wen.

The difference is twenty cents per person.

Now, there are nearly 30,000 Korean people working for the Ming Dynasty. From June to September, in just four months, Li Jong earned at least 70,000 taels of silver!

But now, he actually said he didn't want the reward?

What, have you earned enough?

Why don't I believe it?

Who would complain about money being hot?

Looking at Li Jong kneeling there, Zhu Youxiao said with a smile: "My dear, do you have anything else to say?"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

"I would like to ask for a job on behalf of the people of Korea, Your Majesty."

"I heard that the Ming Dynasty is now digging ditches, building bridges and paving roads everywhere."

"North Korea is suffering from severe cold weather and has had poor harvests for several years. The people are having a hard time."

When he said this, he burst into tears with a sad look on his face.

"Although I have been given the job of fishing in North Korea by your majesty's grace, there are still too many people and too few lives."

"Therefore, I hope that Your Majesty will show mercy and allow the Korean people to come to Ming to sell their labor and earn a living."

"They don't ask for much, just thirty cents a day, like fishing, and some food."

Hey!

After hearing this, Zhu Youxiao understood instantly!

What a bitch!

The contractor is addicted to his work, right?

Are they not satisfied with the fishing team of 30,000 people and actually want to bring people to Ming Dynasty to do engineering projects?

Just riding a horse is outrageous!

There are nearly ten million people in North Korea. If he could bring all of them to Ming Dynasty, it would be exciting to think about having so much cheap labor!

Can.....

Zhu Youxiao sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"My dear minister, you know that the Ming Dynasty is short of food..."

But Guo Yunhou stood up at this time: "Your Majesty, I think this may not be a problem."

"The King of Korea only wants to earn a living for his people. Korea doesn't need that many people to fish, but the coastline of my Ming Dynasty is more than ten times that of Korea, and there are countless places suitable for fishing."

"But our fishermen are limited. If we can have Korean fishermen join us, we will be able to greatly increase our catch and help the Ming Dynasty overcome the famine!"

"I propose that we agree to the King of Korea's request, but the ships that go out to sea can no longer be provided free of charge by the Ming Dynasty."

“At the same time, there should also be changes in remuneration.”

"Also, once you enter the Ming Dynasty, you must abide by the laws of the Ming Dynasty."

"Tax!"

"It has to be paid, too."

Chapter 581 This Account is Easy to Calculate

When Li Jong heard Guo Yunhou's first few words, he felt grateful.

But after hearing the latter part, I was stunned.

Paying taxes and selling the boat were things he was completely unprepared for.

But then I changed my mind and thought that maybe it was not unacceptable.

It’s just buying a boat. I’ve earned a lot of money in the past six months, so I should be able to buy a lot of them.

By then, the ship will be yours, and you can pay the people as much wages as you want, right?

"Mr. Guo, can you tell me how much the Ming fishing boats are priced?"

He turned to Guo Yunhou and asked the question that concerned him most.

Only if there are enough boats can he bring enough people to fish!

Guo Yunhou smiled slightly and answered while stroking his beard.

"A medium-sized silk-carrying boat is 23 meters long and 6 meters wide. It can carry more than 20 sailors and 60 fishermen. It can carry 1000 dan of cargo. The market price is 600 taels. In addition, the annual vehicle and vessel tax is 66 taels."

"A large-scale silk-carrying boat, 36 meters long and 7 meters wide, can be equipped with more than 30 sailors and 80 fishermen, and can carry 1500 dan of cargo. The market price is 900 taels, and an additional 99 taels of vehicle and vessel tax is required each year."

"The near-shore sand ship is 53 meters long and 18 meters wide. It can be equipped with more than 60 sailors and 200 fishermen. It can carry 3000 dan of cargo. The market price is 2800 taels. In addition, the vehicle and vessel tax is 308 taels per year."

"These three types of ships should be able to meet the needs of His Majesty. How many would you like to buy?"

After listening to this, Li Zong started to think about it in his mind.

For example, with the silver he had, he could buy seventy large silk-carrying boats and still have some left over.

There are seventy boats, and the fishermen and boatmen alone require nearly eight thousand people.

And these are just the fishermen who are out.

In addition to them, a lot of logistics are required on shore to ensure the normal operation of these fishing boats.

The women who bake dried fish, the cooks who cook, the weavers who mend the fishing nets...

All these added together, there would be at least 10,000 people!

But.......

Li Zong still felt somewhat dissatisfied.

What he wants is at least 100,000 North Koreans to come out and work...

In that case, each person would earn him twenty cents a day, which would be two thousand taels of silver a day!

Two thousand a day, twenty thousand in ten days, two million in a hundred days...

Three hundred and sixty days in a year, that is......

Seventy million?

Nima!

Just thinking about it is exciting!

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Just as he was thinking about how to bargain, another person in the queue of officials had his face flushed with excitement.

This person is none other than King Shang Feng from Ryukyu!

North Korea is poor, and Ryukyu is not rich either.......

Although Ryukyu is warm and has no shortage of rice, who the hell doesn't want to make money?

What's more, Ryukyu has officially belonged to the Ming Dynasty, and his title of prince has become a mere figurehead. In order for his descendants to continue to be rich and prosperous, making money has become the most important thing at the moment.

Seeing Li Jong counting on his fingers, he no longer cared about the agreed procedure. After tidying up his clothes, he walked out of the queue.

"Little Prince Shangfeng pays respect to His Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"

Zhu Youxiao was a little surprised.

According to the procedure, he should wait until the King of Joseon leaves before coming out.

"I love your life."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

King Sangbong stood up, looked at Li Jong, then at Guo Yunhou, and then bowed again.

"May I ask your Majesty if I can also buy some ships at the price Lord Guo mentioned?"

Li Jong was just thinking about how to start the conversation, but when he heard this, his eyes widened instantly.

Good guy!

Are you here to steal the business?

What the hell is this guy thinking!

He immediately asked, "Your Majesty! I would like to ask how many ships Ming can sell to North Korea."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Youxiao turned and looked at Wu Chunfu.

"Ministry of Industry?"

Wu Chunfu stepped out and answered with a bow.

"Go back to your lord."

"There are currently 72 shipyards of various sizes in the Ming Dynasty. Except for the four major shipyards in Tianjin, Nanjing, Fujian, and Dengzhou, which are used to build ships for the navy, the rest of the shipyards are open to the public."

"If all of it were used to build large silk boats, an average of one boat would be launched every day."

Hearing this number, Li Zong couldn't help but take a breath.

Such production capacity is unimaginable in North Korea.

One ship a day, that means 365 ships a year.