Yang Fan's words really entered the heavy heart. Whether it is a salt merchant or a tea merchant, after encountering the new tax law, if the business continues, it will inevitably lose its own interests.

The rise and fall of the family is often a matter of one or two generations, and Shen Chong also wants to find a stable backer, so there is no doubt that the attraction of this big business exchange to him is infinite. Especially the condition put forward by Yang Fan, for their traditional industries, officials are inseparable from business, and business is inseparable from officials.

Yang Fan once described that under the system of the Ming Dynasty, the court was poor, the people were poor, and the rich were the rich businessmen of the landlord class and the officials who filled their private pockets. If the court is poor, there will be no military salary, and the people are poor, and they are forced to die, so they can only rebel, and there will be internal and external troubles, and wars will continue.

Zhu Youzhen also knows that the new tax may still not be able to squeeze out the profits of tea, salt, and mines, mainly because the cost of these things is not high, but they are the necessities of the army, life, and foreign trade, so the profits in the middle are very considerable. When Yang Fan and Zhu Youzhen talked for a long time, after the operation in between, Zhu Youzhen immediately decided to use Dashanghui to avoid this chain of interests exploited by this officialdom.

Anyway, Zhu Youzhen also figured it out, it doesn't matter how to hand over the money, Yang Fan will do it, but it must be to see the silver. In the first quarter, the total tax of Dashanghui Jinling has been reported to his desk, which is a considerable amount.

After the promulgation of this decree, coupled with the overall reduction of taxes in the north and south before, the northwest magistrates can really drink the northwest wind. Yang Fan's move to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle is to neatly divide this piece of meat directly. Yang Fan just wants to speak with facts, and there is no such dog official who eats court meals and does animal things. The tax money is more collected, and the treasury is more abundant. This is called speaking with silver.

Now pollsters everywhere are also in place, like the falcons of the central court. It is true that the money remitted by the big businessmen will not breed corruption as long as the interests are different. Yang Fan is not afraid of those officials bribing these people, on the one hand, pollsters are mobile, they are here today, and they will leave tomorrow, which is a bribe.

"Master Hou's condition is indeed very rich, then, the last question. What are you trying to do? This is what Shen Chong has been thinking about just now. It stands to reason. Such a big business exchange, even if it makes money, the money earned is under the supervision of the emperor, and it is the imperial court that really benefits, but it is a large group of bureaucrats behind the scenes who offend.

"Boss Shen, when I was in Jingshi, you also saw it. What do I do, what is the picture, you don't know in your heart? ”

The scar on Shen Chong's face squirmed. Standing up, "Excuse me, where to sign the contract?" ”

Ma Peiwen's fleshy folds smiled like a flower, and said, "Side compartment." Someone will receive Boss Shen. His body returned to the widened wooden chair, which was steady.

The atmosphere in the hall has changed.

He arched his hand heavily. said: "Master Hou, you raised us today, and I will tell you the truth." Fight against you before. It's also helpless, after all, there are a group of brothers behind me who want to eat with me. I hope what Yang Hou said today is the truth. I'll do it with you. ”

"Hey, Lao Shen, you are cautious." The tea merchant in the back hurriedly went over to pull Shen Zheng, and it was a very unwise choice to be the first to make a statement at this time.

"I agree with Boss Shen's choice. Yang Hou, is the contract signed on the side compartment? Although I Qi Ji does not have any big profits, but it can be regarded as a statement, in the final analysis, our Qi family is also half a farmer, what Yang Hou did, from the day of the soup kitchen, I admired it in my heart. ”

Yang Fan smiled: "Boss Qi, you have made the wisest choice. "In that warm greenhouse, the new Chinese peppers that the old farmers are cultivating will be on the table in the north at the end of the year. Yang Fan has the impression that the north is not very spicy, this is mainly due to historical reasons, this pepper was first eaten in southern Fujian, Huguang, and later spread to Bashu, so the most spicy is also in the south of the river.

But Yang Fan believes that this condiment will definitely be promoted.

Some people from the northern faction gradually entered the side compartment, and some people turned around and left, and Yang Fan didn't comment much. Time will tell, and the rise of DCE is unstoppable, because it has risen.

A group of people from the southern faction looked at the people who had just entered the side compartment, and seemed to be hesitating about something. Yang Fan took a sip of tea and said: "You should be glad that you are the earliest, the backbone of Jinling Dashanghui, and the tickets you have in hand will become more and more valuable in the future, and there will be more and more people who will sell you these red tickets." When the time comes, one hundred taels will become two hundred taels, which will rise faster than buying land and gold.

We should take a more long-term view, if the silver in this world is used to enclose the land, you think about it, once the land becomes worthless, where can the silver go? Okay, that's all for today, if you still want to sell the red ticket in your hand, go to the wing room on the right to register, one hundred taels of silver, this is the price. Everyone, please feel free to do so. ”

Yang Fan stood up and walked to the backyard. The words can't be said any more thoroughly, and if you can't play together, then the fuck will get out sooner or later. Ma Peiwen followed up, "Master, how much silver can you leave behind?" ”

Yang Fan's footsteps stopped and said, "Fatty, you can be regarded as having been born and died with me, and you know what I want to do." At the very least, we can't get into the money ourselves. People should look forward, not money. So it doesn't matter if you keep more or less. One thing you remember, taken from civilian use, is really used, not fake, not to act. You know what I mean? ”

Ma Peiwen was stunned for a moment, and asked, "I didn't expect that Hou Ye was still a saint." ”

"I'm not a saint. As I said, people, whether they are philistines or detached, there is always a price. After that price, no matter how bad a person is, he can become good, and even a good person can become bad. Even if I am a saint, I can't give up my big mansion to those beggars, and take out all the silver and give it to those who have no money to buy rice. ”

Xu Rong in the back teased the baby in Hu Qianqian's hand, and Yang Fan and Ma Fatzi walked over slowly. On the warm trees in early spring, there was already a yellow warbler crying, Yang Fan's brows relaxed slightly, "You are in Jinling, supporting Dashanghui, you can't do too much, even if you use a little trick and trip some stones, I can protect you, but there are only a few points to be done, and it is done." One is the academy, and the other is word of mouth. The silver can still be earned after it is spent, but these two things are poured down, and they cannot get up. ”

"Understood, understood."

"Do you understand?" Yang Fan asked.

The fat man paused, then nodded slowly.

"I'm back."

Yang Fan looked at Xu Rong with a smile, turned around, and said softly: "Is the baby cute?" ”

"It's very pleasant."

"If you want, we'll make one too."

Xu Rong blushed and said, "You should be an object, you say that it was created." ”

"Then we're going to work hard, you're right."

"......" (To be continued......)