When the living were alive, there was not enough money to spend. But after death, the living will find a way to make up for such shortcomings, and in their opinion, stepping on the Yellow Spring Road is to bribe those ghosts and gods. In order to reduce the grievances they received in the yang world, they will be less tortured on the Huangquan Road.

It's their way of mourning. Shangwu is not opposed to doing so, because if it is not. It can't be shown that they ever existed.

Behind Valhalla, there is a larger cemetery. More than five hundred and seventy-six new graves appeared there at once. These are the graves of the dead. In addition, more than 700 bodies have been sent to various villages, where they hope to be buried with their families.

Of these graves, there are more than one hundred and twenty-seven graves, and there is only one empty coffin. Because the bodies of some soldiers could not be found. Although they had tried very hard to solve such a problem, the force of the explosion was too great, and the corpses of the dead and the corpses of the enemy were mixed together. A lot of things are simply indistinguishable, and there is no DNA in this era. In order to express their grief, they can only put some of the clothes of the deceased in them. This may allow them to find their final destination.

"Woooooooo Whining. "A lot of family members came. They felt much better when they saw their prisoners of war and their son's tablets entering Valhalla and enjoying the offerings of generations, which may be the significance of their existence.

"In order to continue to pass on the blood of our heroes, these more than 300 orphans will inherit the legacy of heroes." Jia Xu said this to many families who have lost their inheritance.

In some families, the husband left without leaving any flesh and blood. The wife felt that this home was gone. They were thrilled to hear such news. There are also old women who have no son and have a new son, which is also good. Human tragedy came to an end at this moment.

"Raise your gun." A team of fifty muskets held arquebuses and solemnly raised their guns.

"Put." A lieutenant officer shouted loudly.

"Bang bang." They were loaded with empty cartridges, such a huge sound, which made some people feel uncomfortable, but in this way, they could express their grief for the dead, and the solemn ceremony slowly ended.

"The families who received the children were very grateful to us. They said they would continue to send their children to the team if they grew up. Jia Xu found Shang Wu, who was in a somewhat depressed mood, and said.

"Well, sometimes I really don't want that to happen. They have lost their loved ones, and we still have to take their loved ones, we really can't do that. Shang Wu said sadly.

"There's no way around it. If we don't, there will be more of these things happening, and there will be no way to avoid them. Jia Xu said.

"This may be a responsibility, and if a new government wants to take on this responsibility, it must pay the price it deserves, and this is a situation that we cannot avoid in any case." Shang Wu said.

"Alright. This is the end of the matter. Let's talk about other things. Shang Wu said.

"At present, the biggest problem is still the matter of the Ministry of Finance and Economics, and our food reserves and related funds are too lacking. If we continue to spend so much money, it will make our situation even more unfavorable. Jia Xu said.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to solve the problem of revenue. If we continue to borrow, it could lead to an even bigger crisis. In addition to this, there is the problem of a large number of raw materials, which we lack very much, which seems to be difficult to meet our needs, and the only way we can solve such a situation is to solve it with national assets. To set up a large trading center, I have not been available before, but now I believe that I have time. Shang Wu said to Jia Xu.

"Large trading centers?" Jia Xu asked.

"Yes, we lack a lot of materials, for example, we don't lack sulfur, copper ore, iron ore, coal resources, and at the same time we lack enough funds, I wrote a material, you see." Shang Wu said as he took out a document from his satchel and handed it to Jia Xu.

"Before the war, we had a lot of demand, from salt, iron ore, and all kinds of materials, and we would buy them at a high price, and this high price would attract them to us. If we cooperate for a long time, we can let them take the way of futures trading, so that we can form a large transaction, a large transaction, we give a lot of support, preferential treatment. That's what we need. This is a transitional scenario. Shang Wu said.

"But we don't have that much money?" Jia Xu asked a crucial question.

"That's what it takes to attract businessmen. I decided to sell some of our assets, such as shares in the arsenal, some coal projects, etc., and let them exchange them for each other. At the same time, I think there's another way that can help us solve this kind of thing, attract money, attract a lot of investment to come here, so that most of our things can be solved, but that's it, there are still a lot of specific details that haven't been finalized, because we don't know those businessmen, what kind of situation are they? Shang Wu said. Jia Xu nodded. The two of them discussed the specific details.

Wangjiazhuang. Nowadays, most of the land in Wangjiazhuang is concentrated in the hands of the enlightened landlord Wang Ming, and more than 10,000 acres of land are concentrated, which has expanded his land production a lot.

Before, their family's land was only 7,000 acres, because their family had always been educated, so the land annexation of the villagers was not too excessive, and they knew that if the annexation was too strong, it would be suppressed to a certain extent. Sure enough, several landlords in the vicinity, because the annexation was too powerful, in the process of annexation, used some illegal means, which led to a serious result, many villagers opposed him, and as a result, they were killed by the Red Turban Army.

As for Wang Ming, the Red Turban Army believed that the other party was an enlightened landlord and did not take excessive measures, so they did not specifically target him, and the Agricultural Bank of the Red Turban Army absorbed the land in the hands of many farmers on a large scale and subleased it to him. That's why his land gathered wildly.

If all the landlords were killed, Shangwu's financial revenue would fall into a great disaster.

"Master, do we still need manpower? The Red Turban junta sent a lot of Yellow Turbans. They have all undergone transformation, I just went to see them, they are all good, very powerful, some women, if you do the work, it is still very fast, the key is that the price is relatively cheap. This is a good thing for our production. Key said excitedly.

"Hmm. Use as much as you want, use as much as you want, just use it directly. Wang Ming said.

"But, sir, the money we have on hand may not be enough." The key worries are said.

"Hmm. Such. Wang Ming thought about it and said.

"If we use the bonds in our hands to distribute them, we will tell them that this is also money, and if you go to the bank to exchange it, you can still get interest. Tell them and just do it. Wang Ming thought about it and said.

"Master, is this okay? It's just a piece of paper. The butler said worriedly.

"It's a security. You know? And when we were buying, Chief Xu told us that this is circulable, circulating, do you know? As long as you are willing to take such a bond to Chief Xu, they can be exchanged. Wang Ming said. He is not just an enlightened landowner, at the same time he is becoming a shrewd factory owner.

In Wangjiazhuang, he established a garment factory. More than 80 women work here, providing them with one meal a day, three buckets of rice a month, and the garments he receives can be given to the Red Turbans. The cost price of each piece of clothing is about one bucket of rice, and if it is winter clothing, the price may rise a little, about three buckets of rice, and the lowest is two buckets of two liters of rice. The order price of the Red Turban Army is that each coat and winter coat are between three buckets and four buckets of rice. The profit is considerable.

Not only in clothing, but also more shoemaking, the boots of the Red Turban Army, not only the army likes, but also the civilians, this kind of boots can be exported, such as selling to merchants in Luoyang, as well as some northern businessmen in the northern grasslands, this kind of boots with iron nails, wear-resistant, fitting, and the quality is also good and comfortable. Because their boots were improved, they increased their heels. In this way, the overall comfort has greatly increased a lot, and this kind of boots has been very popular as soon as it was launched, and many people have been scaring them into buying such boots.

Despite the royalty fees, they earn several times as much money, and they don't worry about how bad their situation will be.

However, when accepting new orders, a new situation is also being created. Insufficient production.

Although they are ostensibly called factories, in fact, they are still handicraft workshops, and many times, their output is still done manually, and the output of boots is low, which is more than 150 pairs a month, and even if they increase orders, it is only more than 200. There is a serious shortage of production capacity. The only solution is to recruit people, but the problem is that after recruiting people, the cost also increases. But with this demand, no one pays attention to this. Because it can be ignored directly.