Chapter 101 Processing Money

If there is more employment, the economy can flow, and Datang's economy will not be a stagnant pool.

Although Datang supports trade, there are too few people who can do business, and after all, there are only a few.

When people have money in their hands, they can stimulate domestic demand.

Back at his home, Li Zheng counted how much money he earned today.

The days when counting money until your hands cramp...

Li Zheng sighed, these days are too decadent, too decadent.

Sun Simiao wrote a memorial. After observing these days, the simple method of scraping is really effective.

Get rid of the heat, and you will see the effect soon.

Many local methods are quite useful.

It is not recorded in the medical canon.

In such a scorching heat, if a person suffering from heatstroke does not remove the heat in time, it is easy to die.

Especially those who are old or physically weak.

Write down the various benefits of scraping in the memorial.

After writing his signature, Sun Simiao handed it to a villager and said, "Please send it to the Hongwen Museum in Chang'an, and someone will accept it if it is written by Pindao."

"Understood." The villagers went to work immediately.

At dinner time, Li Tai ate the dishes very unceremoniously, and there was a calm and composed Sun Simiao.

Li Daxiong and Sun Simiao also got along very well, and Li Tai also got along very well.

After the meal, Li Daxiong said to Li Zheng who was washing the dishes: "If Dr. Sun wants to accept you as his disciple, you can be his disciple."

Li Zheng cleaned the dishes and said, "It's okay for me to earn money with a little cleverness. Let me study medicine seriously. Your son, I don't have this talent."

Hearing this, Li Daxiong was not happy, "You can also cure diseases, being a father depends on your talent."

Li Daxiong said in a low voice: "That's Miracle Doctor Sun, as a disciple of Miracle Doctor Sun, it's easy to find a daughter-in-law if one spreads the word."

"Not good." Li Zheng said hesitantly.

Li Daxiong was anxious and continued to ask: "Are you a melon, even if you can't learn the medical skills of Dr. Sun, the name of becoming someone's disciple is already very famous."

Li Zheng whispered to Li Daxiong: "You know why, hasn't Miracle Doctor Sun been accompanied by a mother-in-law for most of his life?"

"Huh?" Realizing this, Li Daxiong came back to his senses and said, "Why?"

Li Zheng glanced at Sun Simiao who was meditating in the yard and said in a low voice, "Because Dr. Sun is a Taoist priest, and he's not a womanizer."

Li Daxiong suddenly came back to his senses, "Oh..."

Li Zheng said again: "Let's think about it, if I become Sun Simiao's disciple in the future, will it make me unable to find a wife for most of my life? What should I do?"

Li Daxiong solemnly stroked the stubble of his chin.

"Do you want me to be like Miracle Doctor Sun?"

Li Daxiong shook his head immediately, "That won't work, our family is pointing at you to carry on the family."

"It's not so bad. Look at your son, am I wise?"

Li Daxiong sat down in his heart and decided, "That still doesn't allow you to be his disciple."

Li Zheng also nodded in relief, "So, go to bed early after dinner, and you have to go to work in the fields tomorrow morning."

Li Daxiong nodded, "Well, sleep."

At the court meeting on the second day, the Tai Chi Hall was still like a steamer.

Hearing the reports from the courtiers, Li Shimin felt dizzy for a while.

Recently, workers from many workshops in Chang'an have left to work at Li Zheng's.

There were several workshops where no one was working.

Prices are going to go up.

Li Shimin was worried, you said you Li Zheng said that you can draw a clear line.

How good it is to count money in Jingyang and dawdle.

If you insist on doing something, the people in Chang'an are now living in dire straits.

Once again, I feel exhausted being an emperor.

I don't want to do it anymore, I want to let Li Zhenglai be the emperor.

Let him experience the distress of being an emperor.

After listening to the speech officer's report, Li Shimin asked Fang Xuanling, "How many workshops in Chang'an are closed now?"

Fang Xuanling stepped out of the hall and said, "There are more than 30 of them, including those who make pottery, those who dye cloth, and some who do coolies and carpenters."

Du Ruhui also said: "Now the prices in Chang'an have started to rise, and a piece of cloth has already risen to twenty yuan."

People's livelihood has to be taken care of.

Li Shimin took the handkerchief handed over by the eunuch, wiped his sweat and said, "Do you have any countermeasures?"

Fang Xuanling said: "Many workshops in Chang'an stopped working because the laborers left, which has something to do with the reduction of wages."

Then again, it was because of the decree before the court to reduce the work of coolies and avoid the occurrence of heat death again.

Li Shimin felt that one head and two were big, and it is reasonable to say that the less work is done, the less wages will be paid, which is reasonable.

You can't force your head down and let those workshop owners pay.

Du Ruhui said: "Your Majesty still needs those labors to return to Chang'an for the current plan."

Li Shimin thought for a while and said, "Why did you all go to Jingyang?"

Fang Xuanling replied: "It is said that Jingyang gives many benefits, the wages are high and the work is not too tiring."

Li Shimin looked at Cen Wenwen in the court class and asked: "Cen Wen, you have been to Jingyang, tell me what is going on in Jingyang now."

Cen Wenben bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, the reason Li is building a house in Jingyang is to build a house, and the house is also for the villagers to live in."

Just when Cen Wenwen was halfway through speaking, Li Shimin wiped his sweat again and motioned to continue.

"Jingyang works four hours a day, two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening, avoiding the hottest hours of the day, not only the wages are high, the staff can get the same amount of money a month, and there is no money. iced mung bean soup."

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of discussion among the officials.

This salary is really good enough, one month's money, only four hours a day, and the free mung bean soup is iced.

This condition is too good, how rich is Li Zheng?

"Didn't you say that Li Zheng is poor?"

"That's right, didn't you say that Li Zheng has always been grateful to Chang'an for helping the poor?"

"With such good conditions, I don't even want to be an official anymore."

"The wages of those workers in Jingyang are almost more than our salary."

……

Li Shimin signaled the court to keep quiet, and asked Xiang Cen, "Why do you think so many people left Chang'an for Jingyang?"

Cen Wenwen organized his words for a while before he said: "Wages, many workers feel that wages are unfair."

"It's not fair to get paid as much for as much work as you do."

I don't know which speaker interrupted.

Everyone was whispering again.

Cen Wenwen bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I think those workshop owners shouldn't deduct their wages, and now that the weather is hot, they should give those workers extra money."

Discussed again in the class.

In many people's minds, it has always been reasonable to get paid as much as you do, but why do you need to pay extra money for less work now?

(End of this chapter)

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