In another world, when Cao Cao was an official, he once ordered someone to carry a piece of wood to the entrance of the vegetable market, and kept his promise to pay 100 gold as a reward, so as to win the trust of the people, and since then the decree has been carried out smoothly. ○ Tomato --'.-f'q'x-s'-.-comXiaopai wants to promote Tongbao mud money at this time, and use the method of that hero, which is really very good.

The people of the Nuwa tribe were notified as early as a week ago, and they knew that the clan was going to implement a kind of mud money called "Nuwa Tongbao", and they were also mentally prepared. Sanmiao is also a careful person, and he has already arranged for his subordinates to take the mud money and distribute some of it to the ministry, so that the clansmen can familiarize themselves with what this Tongbao mud money looks like. According to his original idea, wouldn't it be beautiful to just send everyone the usual mud money, and then everyone will have a lot of money? This naïve idea was of course stopped by Xiaopai, and he struggled to explain to this thousand-year-old monster why the indiscriminate issuance of money for a long time caused inflation, and the latter just blinked at him and asked, "What is inflation?"

Xiaopai was also helpless, so he had to ask him: "Everyone in the world has a lot of money, and everyone in the world is penniless, what's the difference?"

As a result, not only Sanmiao, but even Chang'e and the others frowned in confusion, so Xiao Pai had no choice but to ask further: "All the demon clans in the world have six thousand years of cultivation, and all the demon clans in the world have no cultivation, what's the difference?"

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Tongbao mud money began to circulate smoothly. According to the plan, in the future, Sanmiao will organize the demon clan to go out hunting more frequently to obtain more furs to exchange for more mud money in the bank, which will be immediately taken to the trading market to spend, so as to enter the market circulation system. In this way, Tomato Novels '-'.'f'q-Xiaopai controls the flow of mud money into the market, in order to observe how much mud money is issued each year to meet the needs of the entire market.

As for the hides in stock, they are used as monetary reserves for macroeconomic control. The earth's money has been on the metal standard------ gold standard, or silver standard for a long time from the very beginning. This is because the national reserves are gold, and the currency in circulation is also denominated in the equivalent amount of gold, which of course does not work in the desolate world, so Xiaopai designed the current unprecedented "animal skin standard" monetary system, at least from the current point of view, it is running well.

As more and more mud money flows into the market, the circulation rate of Nuwa Tongbao will also increase, and the upcoming ancestor sacrifice will show this monetary system beyond the current era in front of the delegations of all ethnic groups, so as to take this opportunity to circulate Nuwa Tongbao to the entire human world. Tomato Fiction Net☆ -''.-f'

At that time, Xiao Pai, who held the central money bank of Lishan, held the currency of the entire human world in his hands, and only he himself knew for the time being in this world what kind of influence would be brought by monopolizing a world currency.

Ever since learning about Yingzhao's sinister layout, Xiao Pai has always been worried about the possible split between the two clans, and this kind of layout for human nature, even if the little frog cultivates to the sky, he is powerless to stop it. Although there is a question mark over how effective a unified monetary system can be in this level of layout, it can at least provide a positive orientation to the centripetal force of the entire human world.

Yingzhao may be a hundred steps in one step, but Xiaopai stands on the shoulders of the entire human civilization, and economics, a social discipline that has evolved for thousands of years, cannot be calculated even with the Qiankun gossip map. ��○ eggplant ☆ novel network △▽△ -'-.'f-q'x-s-'.'c'o-m

As for what the future holds?

More than a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the ancestor sacrifice is already close at hand. Teams from various clans, large and small, also came to Nuwa City. Xiao Pai stood on the city tower with the little thing in his arms, looking at the crowd coming and going in the city, and couldn't help but smile, "There are a lot of people who came this time, and they are almost in time for the clan convening order of the last Erhai War." ”

Beside him was the sand scorpion Wujing, the artist who claimed to come out early this morning to create, and at first Xiao Pai didn't understand what he meant, but he was pulled to the gate of the south city, standing at the door and watching him paint on the city wall with his tail pin. The most exaggerated thing is that the few guards guarding the city gate below have a strange look, obviously accustomed to seeing this demon king's nonsense behavior.

"It's nature. Hearing Xiaopai's words, Wujing replied disapprerovingly, "The last clan summoning order was a war mobilization, so naturally it was avoided if it could be avoided, and most of the small clans with a population of less than a thousand were not present, and only those big tribes with names and surnames had to send warriors to respond." This time, the ancestor sacrifice is here to reap benefits, but any clan will send people to come, and some small clans will even drag their families to bring their clans to come, and even linger after the sacrifice is over. ”

"Oh, why is that?"

"It's good. All ethnic groups offered sacrifices to worship Nuwa Niangniang, and Nuwa thought that it was not easy for foreign tribes, and often gave several times the rich reward. In the long run, participating in ancestral rituals became a stable way to earn money, which was safe and efficient, and all clans, large and small, flocked to it. Wujing said as he carved a long notch on the city wall, and Xiao glanced at it, and the line seemed to be a distant mountain.

Yes, this is still a sub-landscape painting.

"Little frog, doesn't she know?"

"How could she not know? She just has a tight grip on this Terran treasure, guarding something for six thousand years, and that kind of feeling, maybe it is difficult for Mr. to understand. The eye on the back of Wujing's head glanced at Xiao Xiao meaningfully, "Besides, half of the wealth given is usually a heavenly treasure, which is actually a reward for those totem demons for their care over the past year." Therefore, even those totem demons born from barbarian demons are extremely attentive to the rituals. ”

"No wonder this is the first annual event of the Terrans. When Xiaopai heard this, he looked at the bustling crowd under the city gate and sighed, "The world is bustling, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit." The ancients did not deceive me. ”

He was sighing, and suddenly found a familiar face in the crowd.

"You draw first, I'll leave for a while. ”

"Sir, you must remember to come back, my paintings need the comments of people who have artistic resonance, and throughout the whole wilderness, only Mr. can resonate with my soul. ”

Xiaopai knew why Sanmiao was obviously not very old, but Nuwa let him take charge of the clan's affairs------ it was because she knew that there were too few normal demons in the class. (To be continued.) )