Chapter 279

Zhang Xianzhong didn't get the result he wanted, he didn't understand it very much, he almost told Cheng Shijie that he had a large sum of silver in his hand, and these silver were as much as tens of millions of taels.

But the problem is that Cheng Shijie doesn't care at all.

Doesn't Cheng Shijie need silver?

Cheng Shijie actually needs silver, but he doesn't need silver either.

As a person in the twentieth century, Cheng Shijie knows a certain amount of financial knowledge. For individuals, more money is naturally better, but for countries, this is not the case.

During the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was a net inflow of silver, and according to the statistics of later generations, a large number of silver mines were also discovered. According to relevant statistics, from around 1560 to 1600, Japanese and Portuguese merchants exported large quantities of silver to China through maritime trade channels, and the weight of silver exported each year ranged from 33,750 kilograms to 48,750 kilograms. In the trade, as a producer, the Ming Dynasty obtained a large amount of silver, and the "Longqing Switch" in the late Ming Dynasty alone allowed about 353 million taels of silver to flow into the Ming Dynasty.

Spain mined a large amount of silver in the Americas, and if it was converted into two, about 75 million taels of silver flowed into the Ming Dynasty, and a large amount of silver flowed into the Ming Dynasty, causing the depreciation of the silver in the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, the value of silver in the Ming Dynasty was on the high side, for example, in the Essex region of England, a quart (12.7 kg) of wheat was less than 10 shillings in 1543 and had risen to 32 shillings in 1557. If the Chinese exchange rate is converted, it is equivalent to 1 tael of silver to buy more than ten kilograms of wheat in England in 1557, while the same silver can buy more than 100 kilograms of rice in China.

Even if he did not rely on Zhang Xianzhong's silver, Liaodong's silver was basically on par with the economic protection, especially the silver extorted from Luzon and the Dutch, Cheng Shijie did not dare to put it on the market completely, otherwise, Liaodong's economic market would cause fluctuations, which was not entirely a good thing.

Even if Cheng Shijie and Gao Qiqian sent more than 10 million taels of silver to Emperor Chongzhen before and after, it is said that the people of the capital should be better off if the court has money, but in fact, the people of the capital are more sad than Chongzhen in the second year.

At present, the income of a carriage driver in the capital is about 20 taels of silver, but the problem is that these more than 20 taels of silver are only enough for them to buy one-third of the supplies in Liaodong.

If Zhang Xianzhong was willing to give these silver to Cheng Shijie, Cheng Shijie would naturally laugh at it, but Zhang Xianzhong obviously wanted to use the silver to buy his life, so he was a little whimsical.

"Cheng Shuai, I'll give you silver, enough for you to spend ten lifetimes of silver!"

"Huh!"

Cheng Shijie smiled faintly: "You take your silver into the ground!" ”

"That's a lot of money!"

"Ben Shuai knows!"

"I just want to live!"

"Enjoy your few days!"

Cheng Shijie said: "Come on, please come over!" ”

Zhang Xianzhong said very desperately: "Cheng Shuai, can you discuss?" ”

"What do you think?"

Cheng Shijie said lightly: "You want to live, what about the people who died in your hands?" Don't they want to live? ”

"I've killed damned people!"

"How many innocent people have died because of you?"

"I'll give you half of my silver, and I should have six million taels!"

Cheng Shijie turned his head and left, not bothering to pay attention to Zhang Xianzhong at all.

Cheng Shijie instructed Meng Endao: "Greet Zhang Xianzhong well!" ”

Meng En was slightly stunned and said, "What does the big handsome mean...... Torture to extract confessions? ”

"Nonsense!"

Cheng Shijie said with a serious face: "This is the people's fat and people's ointment, if you don't take it, you will be damned!" ”

Meng En immediately went to execute.

Soon, Zhang Xianzhong's screams were heard.

One day later, Cheng Shijie asked, "Has Zhang Xianzhong confessed?" ”

"Dashuai, Zhang Xianzhong's bones are very hard, and he can't pry open that mouth!"

Cheng Shijie said leisurely: "There is no mouth that can't be pried open, the other party refuses to confess, you can only say that your skills are too poor, this guy's skin is thicker than cowhide, what's the use of you taking a whip there?" Even if you smash him all over, don't even think about getting a word out of his mouth. ”

Sun Kewang didn't know how to torture to extract a confession, but he didn't want to take responsibility, so he humbly asked for advice: "Then ask the commander, what should I do to make him speak?" ”

"Use your brains, use your brains! It's the same whip, and you don't take it seriously until tomorrow, but I only need to add a little bit of ingredients to make him cry and pee...... Is there a chili pepper? Is there any salt? Get some and add water to melt in the bucket, it's best to add some sesame oil or something, put the whip in it and soak it before smoking, and the whip will taste good. ”

Sun Kewang's eyes lit up, and he quickly brought sesame oil, salt, and chili powder, and added water to melt Zhang Xianzhong's eyelids to start their experiment.

Cheng Shijie said: "Not enough, not enough, add some chili powder!" ”

Sun Kewang poured a pound of chili powder into the bucket, and the whole bucket of red was red and thick, a bit like the soup of boiled fish in Chongqing. He put the whip in it and dipped it to his heart's content, smirking and whipped it!

"Whew......"

Zhang Xianzhong was sucked and cried: "Don't fight, I'll move, I'll move!" ”

"Count you as acquaintances!"

Now Liaodong belongs to the serious overproductivity, he has been staying in Chibi City for more than two months, just at the beginning, there are not many homeless people who came to Chibi City, but with Meng En and others brought more than 3,000 people such as Monk Peng in Susong to Chibi City, the homeless people who followed them all the way rushed over like a flood.

The common denominator of these homeless people who have gone through a lot of hardships is that they are all skinny, their faces are withered, their eye sockets are deeply sunken, and their vitality is almost squeezed clean by the hard life, leaving only a thin shell.

If it is in other places, Cheng Shijie actually has no way, fortunately, the wharf that has been built in Chibi City in Huangzhou Prefecture, this wharf can dock twenty or thirty ships below 4,000 materials at the same time, and a large number of materials are transported from Liaodong, with the increase of displaced people, the quality of life of displaced people inevitably declines.

Han Shi looked at so many homeless people, and also felt the pressure: "Dashuai, what to do with these homeless people?" ”

Cheng Shijie didn't answer immediately, he looked at these homeless people, facing the surrounding Ning Navy soldiers, the women, the elderly and the children in these homeless people were even more trembling, whenever a Tianxiong Army soldier walked by, the crowd always let out a suppressed scream.

In Han's opinion, a large number of people is not a good thing, although the Ning Navy brings food ship by ship, but the problem is that even if there are two meals a day, a mountain can collapse. What's more, they have already migrated 50,000 or 60,000 rogues under Zhang Xianzhong's command to Luzon, although they have transported 50,000 or 60,000 people, but there are still more than 100,000 people around Chibi Mountain City, and the number has not decreased, but has increased.

"Otherwise, let's give each of them two steamed buns, or a bucket of grain, and let them return to their hometowns!"

Han had a great headache, almost all of these homeless people were old, weak, sick and disabled, and their bodies were very weak, as if a gust of wind was enough to blow them down.

With such a weak body, every moment of every day, there will be people who can't hold on. Died in the camp outside Chibi City.

"Let them go back? Where can they go back? Even if they are given dry food and coils, how long will they be able to hold on? ”

Cheng Shijie sighed heavily and said: "Give them a military registration, let them go to Luzon and Dayuan Tuntian!" ”

"But, Dashuai, they are too weak, they can't do much work in half a year and a few months, can we hold on to feeding so many people?"

Although the Han family didn't know how much food Cheng Shijie had, the problem was that the current camp of displaced people consumed as much as two or three thousand stone of food every day, as well as salt and medicine. The most important thing is the clothes, these homeless people are all unclothed, and many half-aged children are still bare-bottomed.

Most of the men are bare-chested, and although the weather is not cold, once it rains, they still can't stand it, and they must be given clothes to wear, and they must also prepare farming tools, ploughing cattle, and seeds, which requires a great investment.

"We still have a lot of grain in stock, all of them are the people of the Ming Dynasty, if we can't bear to let them freeze and starve to death in the wilderness? If you can help, let's try to help, and besides, we also need more people to help clear up the wasteland and farm. ”

"I'm afraid that the news will spread, and the homeless people will come and eat us alive!"

"I can't take care of the long term, let's take one step at a time. Cook for them right away, and dispose of the corpses by the way...... Pay attention to hygiene! ”

Han Shi sighed and said: "Dashuai is really a bodhisattva's heart, I hope these homeless people can understand the painstaking efforts of the adults and don't live up to Dashuai's kindness." ”

Cheng Shijie still left Chibi City.

Zhang Xianzhong was captured, and his task was basically completed.

What's more, now that this place is on the right track, the displaced people from the three provinces of Hubei, Henan and Anhui can rest in Chibi City for a period of time through Chibi City, and then move to Luzon.

The real reason why Cheng Shijie is in a hurry to return to Liaodong is that his son Cheng Jialong is too capable of tossing.

Daming is an era where there is a real lack of entertainment activities, and ordinary people can listen to the drama at most when they are doing happy events in large households, either to listen to the storyteller's comments in the teahouse, or to listen to folk tunes.

Zhu Weiyuan responded to Cheng Jialong's needs, and with the support of sufficient funds, the original textile town located in the north of Jinzhou City has now been renamed Athletic Town.

As a competitive town designed by Cheng Jialong Cheng Dagongzi, it has a football field of later standards, but it is a pity that Cheng Jialong can't make up enough team, this football field can only be played by himself with a group of teenagers, although it can't be like the later sports meeting to make dozens of competitive events.

However, these problems are not difficult to Cheng Dagongzi, Cheng Dagongzi respectively established a circular racetrack, a circular racing track, of course, can only race carriages, as well as martial arts, high jump, long jump, long-distance running, sprinting, archery, knife, spear and other more than a dozen competitive events.

In order to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm for participation, Cheng Dagongzi set up three medals of gold, silver and bronze for the special championship bonus, as well as the fourth and sixth places, with bonuses ranging from 1,000 taels for the first place, 500 taels for the second place, 200 taels for the third place, 100 taels for the fourth place, 50 taels for the fifth place, and 20 taels of silver for the sixth place.

At the same time, also in accordance with the county level set up a team, now Liaodong has set up a total of seven prefectures and 36 counties, a total of 43 teams, sports results, as the assessment results of the Liaodong Management Committee, so that since then, all counties and states do not dare to be careless, almost after the end of spring ploughing, immediately organize the participating teams.

In addition to the local government athletic team in Liaodong, the representative teams of major commercial brands were also allowed, and with the construction of the houses in the athletic town, in addition to the executive courtyard of the Liaoning Management Committee, 260 commercial residences were also built.

The wealthy households of the Ming Dynasty also wanted to be neighbors with the executives of the Liaodong Management Committee, and the more than 200 commercial residences were almost sold out.

Cheng Jialong also established a large number of hotels, hotels, and shops in Jingzheng Town, which are not for sale, but only for rent.

On May 1, the eighth year of Chongzhen, the competition officially began.

At this time, there is still half a month before the athletic conference, and the athletic town begins to be lively, as the so-called building near the water is the first month, and the first to play is the Golden State team, followed by the Gaizhou representatives, more and more competitive teams began to live in the athletic town, and the originally empty town became lively in an instant.

A large number of teams and people who are not bad for money in the vicinity came to Jingjing Town, and the hotels, restaurants, and inns in Jingjing Town were suddenly overcrowded, and many people who owned buildings vacated a few rooms and then advertised, and the business was actually quite good, and they were full at once. The sales of vegetables, fruits, poultry, and meat in the market have become extremely hot, and those shops are about to be crowded.

Cheng Shijie took Shi Lang and Zheng Sen, and Gao Jie walked on the streets of Jingjing Town, looking at the bustling crowd, Cheng Jialong was very happy.

You must know that in the entire athletic town, he is a charter man, and the people who consume here give money to Cheng Jialong.

"Gao Jie!"

"The door is here!"

"You're also looking for some people who can gamble!"

"Talent who can gamble?"

"That's right!"

Cheng Jialong said solemnly: "Whether it is horse racing, long-distance running, or sanda, we all start from the audition, each contestant, give them a good number, open who can win, this son wants to sit in the bank, think about it, if the handicap opens, how many people will bet?" ”

Zheng Sen is a little transparent next to Cheng Jialong, he usually speaks little, he looked at Cheng Jialong's back and sighed long.

Cheng Jialong is really Cheng Shijie's son, at a young age, he has a lot of skills to make money.

Although a lot of money was invested in the construction of this town, when it came to selling commercial housing, it was basically half of the investment back.

Everything in this town now is earned.

Gao Jie said puzzledly: "But there will always be wins and losses in betting, how can we ensure that we will make sure that we will not lose money?" ”

"You're stupid!"

Cheng Jialong said with a smile: "As both an athlete and a referee, how can you lose?" ”

When Cheng Jialong told Gao Jie his thoughts, Gao Jie was dumbfounded: "Can you still play like this?" ”

"It's basic!"

Cheng Jialong said: "Also, we have to undertake advertising in this competitive conference, and whoever wants to use our venue to advertise must pay a high advertising fee!" ”

Gao Jie sometimes really wants to open Cheng Jialong's head and see how his head grows, if Cheng Jialong doesn't get rich, then there is no reason.

(End of chapter)