The next morning, Wang Yuan slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone also knew that he must have been very tired last night, Li Xin'er specially ordered not to disturb Wang Yuan, let him sleep peacefully for a while.

Wang Yuan came to the yard with his mouth open, and saw that Qingyun'er and Ziyun'er were watering the flowers in the yard, and the two sisters got up early in the morning. Looking at the graceful posture of the two, Wang Yuan couldn't help but think of the beautiful scenery last night. Last night, one bed and two beauties, I played all the tricks that should be played, and I was really satisfied. It was only with these two sisters that Wang Yuan became more presumptuous. You can enjoy pleasures that you can't enjoy with other wives and concubines.

"Erlang, are you up? The slave waits for you to wash. Small stool, put a bowl of minced meat soup simmered on the stove and put it away, and the old man will drink a bowl when it is cold. Qingyun'er saw Wang Yuan standing under the porch, and was busy greeting and instructing the maidservant.

Wang Yuan sat on the chair with his buttocks, looking at the flowers and grass in the yard, and he was in a very happy mood. Qingyun'er and Ziyun'er came over to serve Wang Yuan to wash up and comb his hair in a bun. Wang Yuan couldn't help but laugh and whisper about last night's incident. The two women were red-faced and red-eared, and they were coquettish.

After the cooking, the maid brought a bowl of minced meat soup, and Qingyun'er took it and said, "Drink a bowl of minced meat and hurry up." ”

Wang Yuan glared and said, "What, unload the mill and kill the donkey?" Is that going to drive me away? I'm not leaving today. ”

Qing Yun'er said angrily: "What did you say, you don't know, Third Brother Huang came a few times early in the morning." When they saw you asleep, they did not dare to call you. I heard that the people waiting to see you in the front hall are crowded into a courtyard. ”

Wang Yuan was stunned and said, "Oh, I forgot that there are many things today." I even made an appointment with someone myself. Liu Xunzhi and Zhang Zhengyi, I ordered someone to give the letter last night. Fortunately, I forgot about it. ”

Zi Yun'er sneered: "When I was in the capital, my wife often said. Gentle Township, Hero's Grave. Aren't you right? ”

Qing Yun'er glared at Zi Yun'er and scolded, "What kind of grave is not a grave? Is it obscure? I can't speak anymore. ”

Zi Yun'er stuck out her tongue and hurriedly looked at him left and right, realizing that she had said the wrong thing. Wang Yuan didn't care, and said with a smile: "Zi'er is right, Gentle Township Hero Mound." There is another poem Zi'er have you heard? ”

Zi Yun'er smiled: "What poem? The slave and maid understand. ”

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "The twenty-eight best human body is like a crisp, the sword on the waist slashes the fool, and it is clear that the head of the person is not falling, and the marrow and bones of the king are secretly withered." ”

After that, he drank all the minced meat in two sips, wiped his mouth and walked away. Zi Yun'er frowned and muttered Wang Yuannian's poem, smacking her lips: "What does this poem mean?" What slashes the fool with a sword at his waist? What kind of bone marrow is withered or something? ”

Qing Yun'er had read some books and understood the meaning of this poem, so she stepped forward and whispered a few words into Zi Yun'er's ear. Zi Yun'er laughed, pointed to Qing Yun'er's waist and said, "It turns out ...... It turned out to be the sword. Sure enough, there is no head falling in the open, and the bone marrow of the sect is withered in secret. How did Jiro write these crooked poems? ”

Qing Yun'er hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Don't shout, this is a joke in private, wouldn't it ruin Erlang's reputation if it spreads?" Shut up. ”

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Wang Yuan came to the front hall, and sure enough, it was bustling with people in the hall, and the courtyard was full of people. Most of them were officials from Jiannan Province, and they failed to greet them yesterday, so they set up a banquet in the evening to invite Wang Yuan to the banquet, but Wang Yuan refused again. So we made an appointment to visit each other early this morning. They are all officials and gentlemen, and there are leading figures in Chengdu Mansion in Jiannan Province.

These people Wang Yuan didn't want to be offended, he was in Jiannan, if he wanted to be safe and stable, it was extremely important to have a good relationship with these people. So I went to the tea seat, followed the gang to laugh and gossip, and promised them to go to the banquet tonight, so I sent them away.

Next is a batch of official matters, all of which are documents that must be signed by Wang Yuan in the backlog of Jiannan Dao in the past six months. The position of the Jiedu envoy is a position to grasp in the military and government, and almost everything in the Dao needs to be done in the Jiedu. Wang Yuan is lazy, otherwise I'm afraid he will have to deal with it all day long.

After disposing of these two people, there were only a few people left in the front hall. The rest of the things are some of Wang Yuan's own things. For example, the matter of the salt lake in Bison City, Wang Yuan handed over this matter to Liu Dehai with full authority. This time, Liu Dehai will report on the situation in the salt lake in the past six months.

So Wang Yuan summoned them one by one to talk about them one by one. The production of salt lakes has been increasing slightly, because many local people in Yazhou have been recruited to dig for salt. Originally, it could produce about 2,500 koku per day, but now it is basically stable at about 3,000 koku. Occasionally it can reach 3,500 stones. Based on the consistent price of one stone, it is 3,500 yuan per day. Excluding the sharing of accounts with Yang Guozhong and various expenditures, the daily income has basically reached about 800 yuan. This has met Wang Yuan's requirements for the benefit of the salt lake at the beginning of salt mining.

At the beginning of the mining of the salt lake, 1,700 stone of salt was produced in one day. 300 per day after the cost deduction. Wang Yuan thought at the time that he needed to increase the efficiency by three times, and now it seems that it has basically been achieved.

In the account book handed over by Huang San, in the nearly six months from Wang Yuan's march in mid-March to the beginning of September now, the cornucopia of salt lake has added 140,000 yuan of net income to Wang Yuan's account. That's a staggering number. In the future, if the manpower and output can be increased, if the annual income can reach 300,000 yuan, that is the effect that Wang Yuan ultimately wants.

However, although the income is quite large, the expenses are also very exaggerated. There was still a balance of nearly 300,000 guan on the books when Wang Yuan sent out his troops. In this small half year, another 140,000 were added. But now the balance on the books is less than 200,000. In other words, in the past six months, I have earned 140,000 yuan, but I have spent 240,000 yuan, which is like flowing money.

Of course, Wang Yuan also knew that this was inevitable, and he consumed more than 3,000 thunderbolts alone during the battle in Tibet. The cost of these more than 3,000 thunderbolts is tens of thousands. These things are money-burning things, and although they are painful to spend, they have to be spent.

When he met Zhang Zhengyi, Wang Yuan clearly explained to him that the thunderbolt bombs in the arsenal needed to be produced non-stop, and at least 10,000 of them should be prepared. At the same time, Zhang Zhengyi was also asked to continue to study the use of gunpowder in the fire square, and develop other gunpowder products that Wang Yuan wanted more, such as the development of hand-thrown grenades proposed by Wang Yuan, because the gunpowder in the fire side needs a strong blow before it can be detonated. Therefore, the thunderbolt can achieve the effect of landing and detonating with a heavy blow through the firing of the Shenwei cannon, but if the manpower throws dozens of steps away, it cannot definitely explode. And the smaller the dose, the less likely it is to detonate. This gave Zhang Zhengyi a new problem.

Zhang Zhengyi has recently been highly used, taking charge of the arsenal alone, and with Wang Yuan's tacit approval, he can privately use precious raw materials to carry out his beloved alchemy business. Regarding Wang Yuan's requirements, Zhang Zhengyi is still willing to try. This kind of alchemy alchemist has the spirit of study, just like those scientists in later generations, who are always able to bury their heads in studying something that ordinary people cannot understand. Their pleasure does not come from the money and power of women that ordinary people think, but from the great satisfaction they get from delving. This is something that others can't empathize with, so I think this group of people is weird.

After Zhang Zhengyi, Liu Xun straightened. Although Mr. Liu has lost a lot of weight, he is in very good spirits. He was in charge of hoarding food and materials, which Wang Yuan valued very much. Wang Yuan allocated his son, and opened up twenty large granaries in the city of Chengdu to store grain and grass. At present, only four granaries are full. But the amount of grain stored in these five granaries is already extremely staggering. Each granary designed by Wang Yuan can store 400,000 stones of grain. The four granaries had already stockpiled 1.6 million stone of grain.

But despite the staggering amount, the amount spent is pitiful. The price of grain in Datang is as cheap as grass mustard. One stone of grain is worth only one hundred and eighty dollars. The price is lower in the place of origin. Of this 1.6 million stone grain, Dao only spent more than 200,000 yuan now, which is cheaper than cow and horse manure. But one stone of grain is more than 100 catties. It is already a luxury for a person to eat one stone of rice a month, and this 1.6 million stone of grain can supply 1.6 million people for a month. With the current amount of grain in stock, even if the whole Datang is out of grain, the millions of people in the entire city of Chengdu can eat half full and survive for three or five months without any problems.

And Wang Yuan's goal is not 1.6 million stone of grain, what he needs is to fill all 20 granaries with grain, that is 8 million stone of grain, and when the time comes, he will have enough grain for a few years. However, eating is only the most basic use of these foods. When the price of grain soars, and there is no market, the value of these grains is as precious as gold.

Wang Yuan told Liu Xunzhi that this year's grain harvest in Datang is going to be bumper again, and it is about time to harvest rice. Wang Yuan hoped to spend the 200,000 guan on his books and hoard about 2 million stone of grain by October. At the same time, you can piggyback and start hoarding ordinary cloth that is also cheap, and a horse is only worth 280 yuan.

Liu Xunzhi was full of energy, and Wang Yuan let go of hundreds of thousands of yuan of money and goods in his hands, which showed Wang Yuan's great trust in himself. Although he also had some doubts in his heart, he didn't know what the use of Wang Yuan hoarding a large amount of food and cloth was. In the era of peace and prosperity, the grain harvest is bumper every year, and the price is falling every year, and the hundreds of thousands of stone grain harvested last year have now lost a lot, isn't this a loss-making business? But he understood the proportions of being a guest staff, and after asking Wang Yuan once, he didn't say anything about it.

Liu Xunzhi answered some questions from Wang Yuan about grain storage, mildew and rat prevention, and safety protection, and then left. Wang Yuan stretched his waist and walked out of the hall, standing on the steps and looking at the blue sky and let out a long breath, his heart was full of anxiety.

Time is pressing, and many things are just getting started. It's all about the money limit. The salt mine has reached its limit, and if it dies in a year, it will be like earning 500,000 yuan, which will not make everything a good progress. At present, the army's recruitment and equipment transformation have just begun, and the bulk of their own spending is still to come. How to make money again is the key to solving the current slow pace.

"This time I went to the capital, maybe I had to talk to Mrs. Qin Guo." Wang Yuan thought to himself.

Although he had never wanted to do this, he now felt that he should pull down his face. There are some things that you have to do desperately to achieve your goals. In the future, the building will fall, so that it can not be feared and stand tall.