"In the past, there were many examples of cash-for-work like this."

Lin Che stretched, moved his muscles, and said easily:

"Fan Zhongyan of the Northern Song Dynasty used the folk customs of Wu people in western Zhejiang as the purity of Buddhism, recruited the affected people to build monasteries, provided employment opportunities for the victims, and fed these victims in disguise."

"When Ouyang Xiu was appointed to Yingzhou, he recruited the victims to repair the Yellow River embankment and the Zhupi people's fields, and at the same time relieved the victims, he also built farmland and water conservancy..."

"There is also the Su Causeway in Hangzhou, which was also built by Su Dongpo in the form of work-for-relief for the relief of the victims when he was in office."

Speaking of this, Lin Che picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and said with a smile:

"In the long river of history, there are not only the lessons of the past, but also the precious wealth left by countless sages."

"Among them, there are countless great wisdoms, not to mention the long-term stability of the dynasty, but it will definitely make the people's lives better."

"Do you understand?"

The words fell.

Zhu Fan suddenly woke up and finally understood this truth.

"Got it!"

"Mr. Lin means so much..."

"In the Song Dynasty, there was no curfew, and the common people could go to the night market at night after finishing their farm work during the day.

"The opening of the night market by the imperial court is a disguised cash-for-work subsidy for the common people."

"In this way, the court does not need to spend money and silver, but it only provides a way for the people to make money, and the people make money and support themselves through their own hard work."

"In this way, the imperial court can not only collect taxes through the night market, but also help the people find a way to make money."

"It's a win-win-win-win

Seeing Zhu Fan talk about the 'cash-for-work' and the economic analysis of the night market is the first to say.

Lin Che straightened up and said with emotion:

"Finally let you understand, don't let me say anything."

Hearing Lin Che's praise, the light in Zhu Fan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said excitedly:

"Mr. Lin!"

"Can the 'cash-for-work' you talk about also be used in other industries?"

"Let's say, hire people who have been affected by disasters and ask them to build roads, build bridges, dredge rivers, and mine mines?"

"For example, let these people go to the palace or the noble family to do some handwork? Cleaning, sewing and mending and so on. ”

"Anyway, the palace and the noble family need it, so everyone will be happy!"

Encouraged by Lin Che, Zhu Fan actually drew inferences from one another, which surprised Lin Che.

He looked up at Zhu Fan and said with a smile:

"Hmm!"

"Good idea, right idea!"

Hear that.

Zhu Fan stood up excitedly, picked up the wine cup and was about to drink it full, but Lin Che was stunned on the spot when he said something.

"Although the ideas and ideas are right, they just don't think about the details."

"After experiencing natural disasters and man-made disasters at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, as well as peasant uprisings and annual wars, the population of the Ming Dynasty is far from recovering."

"If the common people go out to do odd jobs to make money..."

"Who will plant the land, and if you don't plant the land, where will the food come from, will everyone wait to starve to death together?"

Zhu Rong: "..."

The secret room next door.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the chair, his eyes flashing.

While being shocked by Lin Che, I had to admire his foresight.

Think about the problem and always be comprehensive.

You can't find fault with any of the questions he asks.

"Boss."

"Erchen is here!"

"The curfew... We were wrong..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's expression was deep, and he said:

"Mr. Lin is right, let's accept it!"

"Let's take over Ying Tianfu, for the sake of so-called stability, we inherited the curfew system of the former Yuan, and almost made a big mistake."

"The reverse of history cannot be driven, and the curfew must be lifted!"

"We are the orthodox emperor of the Han people, let's take back the country from the hands of the Mengyuan Tartars, what kind of heart do we have."

"Also, just around the Jingshi, we have tens of thousands of elite Ming troops stationed, who are we afraid of what will happen to my Jingshi?"

"Blame us for the curfew!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the back of the chair and explained:

"Boss!"

"Let's leave the matter of lifting the curfew to you."

"You have to follow Mr. Lin's instructions in this matter, be foolproof, and while lifting the curfew, you must protect the safety of the night market, and don't be careless."

When Zhu Biao heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, stood up and said loudly:

"Erchen understands!"

"Please rest assured that my son must be careful."

Let's talk about it.

Zhu Biao took a step forward, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking:

"Father!"

"Mr. Lin's national policy of cash-for-work, you..."

Don't wait to finish.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and interrupted:

"You stinky boy, how did you learn from the second child?"

"I really don't have any confidence in you Lao Tzu?"

"How can we not take such an important matter to heart?"

Zhu Biao hurriedly bowed down and confessed.

Waving his hand and signaling the prince not to be nervous, Zhu Yuanzhang said excitedly:

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Lin said?"

"Cash-for-work can only be used for emergency purposes now, and the current population of Daming is still recovering, which is not suitable for large-scale implementation."

"We're all done."

"After I go back, I will compile the system of cash-for-work into the "Da Ming Law".

"This is the first plan for disaster relief!"

"When the Ming national strength and population are restored, at that time, how you want to improve it is your business."

"We can't go that far."

Zhu Biao didn't dare to say more, bowed his head and said:

"Father Emperor Shengming!"

Let's talk about the other side.

Zhu Fan put down the empty wine jar, took a new jar, and opened it.

Lin Che took the wine and took a sip;

"Don't think about what I'm talking about."

"These things are not what you should care about in the first place."

"I've talked so much today, and I'm a little off topic."

Zhu Fan touched his forehead and said again and again:

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your advice!"

"The students are taught!"

"Let culture bring more economic benefits, attract more people to consume, and meet the daily needs of the people at the same time!"

"Mr. Lin, your method is really amazing!"

Lin Che raised his eyes and glanced at the other party:

"That's pretty much it, there's nothing to brag about!"

"These are just appetizers, there's something deeper, I haven't talked about yet."

When Zhu Fan heard this, he grabbed Lin Che's arm excitedly, and the excited look on his face jumped out:

"Ahh

"Is there a deeper level?"

Looking at Zhu Fan with an excited face, Lin Che shook his head and chuckled:

"Of course!"

"Culture is the only weapon that balances the resources of the world."

"In the world, the resources are average, and the resources should be average."

Lin Che's casual remarks once again refreshed everyone's cognition.

Next door.

Whether it is Zhu Biao who writes wildly.

is still Zhu Yuanzhang, who is attentive and attentive to listening.

At this moment, both of them had extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

"The world is flat... Flat all over the world... Resource average..."

"This?"

(End of chapter)