Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Great Harvest
"Alas, these are real rich people!"
Outside Jiangling City, on the water pavilion where the cultural meeting was held before, looking at the backs of the 'high world wealth' who left satisfied, Liu Chan shook his head with reluctance.
The first 'Lumen Literary Meeting' ended successfully, except for Wang Cang, Wang Dawenhao, who left the venue due to 'illness' halfway, whether it was Liu Chan, the host of the host, or a group of 'Coats and wealth' who came to participate in the Literary Meeting, all came with expectations and returned satisfied.
Not only that, but for the next 'Lumen Cultural Meeting', these people are full of expectations!
"It seems that Childe is quite satisfied with this meeting, so he can rest assured! Hahahaha......"
Just when Liu Chan was still reluctant to give up on the departure of these 'rich people', with a proud laughter, the real initiator of this literary meeting, Feng Xiao Pang Tong, who had not shown up before, walked out of the cabin of a building with a wine gourd at this moment.
"The military advisor is really worthy of the name of the phoenix, and he has a very good eye. The Coats talents invited this time are really rich, hahahaha! ”
Thinking of the many orders signed in the previous meeting, Liu Chan, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but joke with Pang Tong.
It's not that he's a villain, how can he be rich, and the dog's stomach can't hold oil and water. It's really that the numbers on this order book are too huge, so huge that even with the soul and insight of the later generations, it still makes him feel like he is in a trance in a dream.
You must know that in this order book, just the order income of ice muscle paper is worth a year's tax income of Nanjun, the richest county in Jingzhou.
And the tax money and grain in this southern county account for more than half of the current half of Jingzhou.
But the order income of this ice muscle paper is actually only a small head in this literary meeting, and the real big head is the various publishing orders he received after he became a bookseller.
Especially the orders contributed by the 'personal anthologies' of the wealthy people, their money and food income is almost worth the income of two ice muscle papers.
In other words, just the money earned from these 'big riches' at the Wenhui is almost worth a year's money and grain taxes in Jingzhou.
Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why Liu Chan behaved so reluctant when the previous 'rich people' left.
Of course, these are actually just 'gross profits', and they have to be removed from various costs before they can really be regarded as the benefits of this time.
But even so, the income from all kinds of orders received by Liu Chan at this conference alone will be frowned upon by anyone.
"Don't forget, Childe, this is only half of it, wait for Mi Zifang to ......"
After glancing at the order book in Liu Chan's hand, Pang Tong, who was already slightly drunk, 'added fuel to the fire' and brought up Mi Fanglai, who was fighting with those businessmen.
"Dada...... Da-da-da-da! ”
said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, just when Pang Tong had just mentioned Mi Fang, with a crisp sound of horses' hooves, I saw Mi Fang, who had been busy talking with those businessmen these days, was also riding a horse towards the river.
"Childe, we're rich, we're getting rich this time, hahahaha!"
Without waiting for the war horse to stop, Mi Fang, who was excited, had already rolled the saddle and dismounted, and rushed towards Liu Chan with an order book.
"It seems that the second uncle's harvest this time is also good, but I don't know how many southern counties he has won this time!"
Looking at Mi Fang with an excited face, Liu Chan subconsciously picked up the income of Nanjun, the richest county in Jingzhou, as a unit of measurement.
"Nanjun?"
Mi Fang, who was originally excited, couldn't help but look confused after hearing Liu Chan's puzzling inquiry.
"I said, Zifang, are you happy and confused? Childe is asking you if this harvest is worth the money and grain taxes of several southern counties, hahahaha! ”
Just when Mi Fang was confused, Pang Tong on the side was a rare good person.
"I see, I thought...... Hey! ”
After learning the meaning of 'Nanjun' that Liu Chan said, Mi Fang, the Taishou of Nanjun, couldn't help but laugh proudly.
"Childe, please see, these are the various orders placed by those merchants this time. After removing the cost, my uncle roughly calculated that it should be worth a year and a half of Jingzhou's tax money and grain......"
While handing the order book in his hand to Liu Chan, Mi Fang, who has been in Nanjun Taishou for several years, but has never had any political achievements, is as 'proud' as a peacock with the screen open, and he is terrified.
There is no way, in these years, in addition to appeasing the people, the most important and intuitive political achievement for the official side is to look at the money and grain and taxes.
Therefore, seeing that the results were made so quickly, Mi Fang, who took the initiative to find Liu Chan to take over the ice muscle paper business before, was originally to seek political achievements for himself, can he be reluctant at this time?
"Hehe, in this way, this time we will earn two years of tax money and grain in Jingzhou after a while?"
When he learned that the number of orders signed by Mi Fang's side was even greater than that at the Wenhui, Liu Chan, who was overjoyed, began to calm down at this time.
"Haha, Childe missed it, this harvest is not just to earn two years of tax money and grain in Jingzhou......"
Hearing Liu Chan's confirmation that he gradually calmed down, Pang Tong on the side laughed again.
"Oh? Please also ask the military advisor for advice! ”
Seeing Pang Tong's meaningful smile, Liu Chan also completely put away his previous excitement.
"I wonder how Childe plans to arrange the use of this money and grain?"
did not answer Liu Chan's question, but Pang Tong asked him about the use of the money and grain in turn.
"How to use this money? ...... of course."
Regarding Pang Tong's question, Liu Chan didn't have to think about it at all, and immediately opened his mouth to answer.
For him, with this money and grain as the first pot of gold, whether it is the social studies and academies that have been planned before, or the 'Sky Net' through the commercial bank, he has the start-up capital.
As for the rest, it is natural to save it first, so that in a few years' time, under the God-given opportunity, he will carry out his plan to annex Jiangdong and cross Jingyi Yangjiao.
"Childe, isn't it too wasteful to just save the rest of the money and grain? The art of war is cloudy: the first army is to fight, the second is to fight, the second is to attack the army, and then the siege is ...... Jiangdong aside, Nanyang, Xiangyang, Changsha and other counties can be started first! ”
After hearing Liu Chan's answer, he nodded at first, and then Pang Tong had already set his eyes on the territory of Jingzhou, which was occupied by Cao Cao and Sun Quan.
"Please also ask the military advisor to give advice!"
Hearing Pang Tong say this, Liu Chan couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.