Zhu Yijun was too lazy to see these people booking a sanatorium here, but Zhu Yijun knew that the hospital had another way to make money this time. Once Xungui moves in, Zhu Yijun can imagine what this sanatorium will look like.

You must know that there are actually a lot of rich people in Daming, and Zhu Yijun once saw a data in his previous life.

During this period, the private economic power of the Ming Dynasty was far stronger than that of the West in the same period, and when the owners of British merchants' handicrafts owned tens of thousands of pounds sterling, it was very common for Ming Dynasty private merchants and capitalists to use millions of taels of silver for trade and production.

The economic power of the Zheng Zhilong Maritime Trading Group reached tens of millions of taels of silver per year, and the Dutch East India Company at that time was simply unable to compete with it.

It has been fifteen years, Zhu Yijun has a deep understanding of this, not to mention anything else, just copying the house, those ordinary salt merchants' homes, copying hundreds of thousands of taels are commonplace.

This is not counting the fields, shops, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc., big merchants, and millions of silver deposits.

You must know that all the best doctors in this era are in the Tai Hospital, and with their strong investment over the years, the medical skills of the Tai Hospital have made great progress.

The sanatorium of the Royal Hospital will inevitably become the standard equipment for the wealthy.

It is very likely that you can't get in if you have money, you have to have an identity, and the monopoly industry in this world is the most profitable. Especially in the monopoly industry related to social welfare and people's livelihood, people eat whole grains, and no one does not get sick.

For the rich, he is willing to spend money on his life, except, of course, the very special miser.

However, Zhu Yijun also knows that such people in this world are a minority after all. In this era, it is a universal value for you to have status, money, and enjoy the treatment you deserve, and you will not be scolded by those who hate the rich.

On the other hand, hospitals can make a lot of money, and they can give proper medical treatment to civilians.

There is still a long way to go before the whole people can enjoy the benefits of the hospital, and it is estimated that they may not be able to see it until they die. It's just that this foundation has been laid, so the future development can wait and see.

After visiting the Royal Hospital, Zhu Yijun returned to the palace, and Zhu Yijun sighed on the way.

Although the Royal Hospital was already the top in this era, it was not as good as the township hospitals of later generations. Now thinking about his Dashun Tianfu Economic Circle, Zhu Yijun feels that it is more like targeted poverty alleviation.

The pride of the past few days was swept away, and Zhu Yijun knew that he had a long way to go!

When he returned to the palace, Zhu Yijun learned that someone was waiting for him.

The person who came was none other than Liao Bin, who was sent by Zhu Yijun to inspect the road. Zhu Yijun was going to build a cement straight road from Beijing to Tianjin, and Liao Bin went to investigate.

Since receiving the order from Zhu Yijun, Liao Bin has directly started to get busy.

After Zhu Yijun learned that Liao Bin was back, the expression on his face moved, and he nodded and said, "Let him come in!" ”

It didn't take long for Liao Bin, who was in the dust, to walk in from outside. The official uniform on his body was still covered with mud, and he obviously came to see him without changing his clothes. Of course, there is some element of acting in this.

However, Zhu Yijun has long been used to it, as a leader, it is normal for subordinates to show credit to you.

Waving his hand to signal Liao Bin to get up, Zhu Yijun said: "Aiqing has worked hard, seeing that Aiqing is confident, I'm afraid that all the budgets have been completed, let's listen to it!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Liao Bin agreed and said quickly.

"The cement straight road from Beijing to Tianjin, if paved on the current road, can save a lot of manpower and material resources. The width of the building is one zhang wide, and the thickness is one foot to meet His Majesty's requirements. ”

Listening to Liao Bin's words, Zhu Yijun calculated in his heart.

The cement road with a width of more than three meters and a thickness of 30 centimeters will be placed in the future generations, and it will be a proper rural cement road level. But at this point, it's a great project.

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Artificial geometry, how much money is consumed?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister plans to hire five thousand people and spend three years to build this road." Liao Bin said with a serious expression: "As for the cost, from sand to cement, the cost of Gu Gong is about 2.8 million taels of silver. ”

Zhu Yijun almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water, put down the teacup in his hand, and Zhu Yijun looked at Liao Bin hesitantly.

looked at Liao Bin directly, what did he say wrong?

Zhu Yijun was speechless for a moment, three years, let alone three years, he couldn't wait for a year. It will take you three years to build a cement road from Beijing to Tianjin, but what about other roads?

As for the budget that requires almost three million taels of silver, Zhu Yijun didn't think it was strange.

The production efficiency in this era is too low, not to mention anything else, the production of cement alone is a big problem. It takes a lot of labor and time, plus the cost of 5,000 people for three years, and it is estimated that 3 million taels is also the result of Liao Bin's compression.

If conscription is issued, it is estimated that it will not cost so much money, but Zhu Yijun will not do this.

The purpose of building infrastructure by oneself is to make money for the people, and if you levy forced labor, you will lose your original intention. Tapping on the table, Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and said, "If it doesn't work, subcontract it out!" ”

Zhu Yijun thought of a means of construction in later generations, that is, subcontracting.

Each section of the road is subcontracted to a different person, and then it is built at the same time, and finally connected. Although it may lead to uneven quality of the project, it is the fastest way.

"Have you done a good job in the location of the cement plant?" Zhu Yijun looked at Liao Bin and asked.

There must be a cement factory to be built in the capital, but not all the cement for road construction can go out of the capital! In this way, the transportation cost will increase greatly, and it needs to be built separately.

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister chose a place to build cement factories everywhere."

"One each in Beijing and Tianjin, choose two places with convenient transportation in the middle." Liao Bin hurriedly replied.

Zhu Yijun nodded: "In this way, you first build a cement straight road from the capital to Tongzhou and train some skilled craftsmen." ”

It is important to note that without skilled craftsmen, subcontracting is simply impossible. First, craftsmen were trained on the cement straight road from Beijing to Tongzhou, and then subcontracted. In this way, the straight road will probably be built next year.

However, there is one thing that Zhu Yijun still thinks of, that is, the problem of workers in the cement factory.

In this era, there was no mechanization, and the cement was pounded manually, and the smoke and dust were all deadly things. Although the industrial revolution sounds very good, it is the blood and tears of the people at the bottom.

The United States relied on black slaves to build roads, and Chinese laborers relied on Chinese laborers to build railroads, and how many people died in it.

Zhu Yijun is reluctant to let his people go to work in the cement factory, that is a fatal place. It's okay to build roads, although it's a little tired, but it's still very good to give enough money.

"You just have to concentrate on building roads, and I will send someone to do the cement factory!" Zhu Yijun thought about it and said.

Liao Bin nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, the minister will retire." ”

When Liao Bin left, Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Whale beside him, and said directly: "Go, bring Liao Bin from the Internal Affairs Office to me, I have something to explain to him." ”

Liao Bin has been busy building a farm recently, which was explained by the emperor himself, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, staring at it all day long.

After being summoned by the emperor, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly ran into the palace. When he saw Zhu Yijun, Liao Bin was still a little out of breath, but he still quickly knelt on the ground to salute Zhu Yijun.

Glancing at Liao Bin, Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and said, "I plan to hand over the construction of the cement plant to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, can you do it well?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister can do a good job!" Liao Bin hurriedly agreed.

Zhu Yijun nodded: "Then I will leave this matter to you, but there is one thing you can listen to me." The people who work in the cement factory are not allowed to use the people of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"This matter will make Dongchang stare at you, if there is a Ming citizen in it, you just wait to go mining!"

Hearing Zhu Yijun's words, Liao Bin was stunned for a moment, how did he say this?

Zhu Yijun didn't mean to explain to Liao Bin at all, turned around and walked towards the harem.

As the emperor, Zhu Yijun naturally wouldn't say to Liao Bin, you go buy slaves! This is not in line with your identity at all, just click on it, and the people below will naturally get things done.

Seeing that Zhu Yijun was gone, Liao Bin was still a little confused, seeing that Zhang Whale didn't leave, Liao Bin hurriedly walked over, and said with a smile: "Father-in-law Zhang, please give me advice, what does Your Majesty mean by this?" ”

Zhang Whale looked at the case of Liao Bin, and said with a smile: "The emperor didn't confess, you can't use our Ming people, then don't use it!" Isn't there anyone else in this world besides our Da Ming? ”

Hearing Zhang Whale say this, Liao Bin suddenly understood and nodded: "Thank you, father-in-law!" ”

Zhang Jing nodded: "Lord Liao, don't blame our family for not reminding you, since the emperor said let our family keep an eye on it, then our family will definitely keep an eye on it, so you can do it yourself!" ”

"Don't worry, the lower officials know." Liao Bin hurriedly said.

Seeing Zhang Whale walking back, Zhu Yijun asked lightly, "Have you explained?" ”

"Go back to the emperor, explain it!" Zhang Whale hurriedly said.

Zhu Yijun sighed, he didn't know if he opened this opening, whether it would set off a wave of slave trade in Daming. In fact, he didn't want to do it, but there were some things that couldn't be helped.

If the road is not repaired, it will harm the people of the Ming Dynasty, and I can't bear it.

Think about the United Kingdom in later generations, slave traders strengthened thieves, and it can also be called a country of gentlemen, and I hope that my Ming Dynasty can also be called a state of etiquette in future generations!

In fact, the best source of slaves in Zhu Yijun's heart is the Wa Kingdom, where there are many people, and if they are captured, they can still occupy the territory. It's just that I don't have enough to get the country now, so I'm waiting, and soon they will be sent to the door.