Daming Yuanfu

Chapter 2211 Prime Minister ([-])
Gao pragmatic replied: "Of course fresh grapes cannot be transported back to the Central Plains, it is too far. However, there are other ways to process grapes, such as brewing wine, making raisins or preserved fruits, these are all possible industries. "

Zhu Yijun was quite skeptical about this, shook his head and said: "How much money can you make from this? I don't think the wealthy families in the capital will be very interested in this."

Gao Pragmatic disagreed and said: "It is very interesting to know how much wine is worth. Your Majesty, do you think that the Qiulubai you drink every time you reward your ministers, if sold on the market, would be worth a jar of it?" What price will it be sold for?”

Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Qiulubai was originally a tribute from the Shandong vassal, but later there were imitation wines in the palace... I don't care too much about the price."

Gao pragmatic smiled and said: "There is a record in the inner palace: the autumn dew is white, when it comes out of Shandong Province, it is sweet and tangy, white in color, and hot in nature. Because of the transformation, it will not be good in the end. Only the prince of Defu is married to Xue Sheng , collect lotus dew and brew it, it is very clear and fragrant, and it is rare to get the ear.

Although this wine is a tribute wine, it is also sold locally in Shandong. In an ordinary year, its price is about 12 taels and 18 taels of silver for the small altar, [-] taels and [-] cents for the middle altar, and [-] taels for the large altar. "

"Oh..." Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem expensive?"

Gao pragmatic laughed and said: "Your Majesty, if I say that I can sell it for a hundred taels of silver from the small altar, do you believe it?"

Zhu Yijun's eyes widened immediately and he said in disbelief: "How is this possible? Wait, wait, are you talking about the same Qiulubai?"

"Of course it's the same kind of Qiulubai, but I have to deal with it a little bit." Gao Pingshi explained: "Of course, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about it. I just changed the appearance of this small altar, and it is definitely not gold or silver. "

Zhu Yijun was very surprised: "That's it? Then I don't believe it."

Gao pragmatic laughed and said: "This matter is actually simple. I only need to write a clay seal in person and write, 'On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, I was given the Royal Wine Autumn Dew White', and then sign 'Xin Zheng Gao Ri Xin Xin Feng', and finally Just send a family member to quietly bring it out and pawn it at any relatively powerful pawn shop.

Your Majesty, I am not boasting. Let alone a hundred taels of silver, this jar of wine will be doubled again. If you die without redeeming it, what is the difficulty in counting it as 200 taels? "

"Hiss..." Zhu Yijun took a breath, rolled his eyes, seemed to figure out what the taste was, and said thoughtfully: "I seem to understand: Although this jar of wine is still the same jar of wine, but because of your high Rixin's mud seal suddenly turns a chicken into a phoenix, right? But just because you do this doesn't mean the wine is valuable. What's valuable is your word Gao Rixin!"

Gao Pragmatic still smiled and said: "I use this example to say that the value of some things does not necessarily depend on itself. Smart businessmen can definitely add value to it, even significantly."

Zhu Yijun was still unconvinced and retorted: "You are cheating. As you said, selling a jar of wine can naturally be done this way, but you, the chief assistant, cannot hand-seal and sign all the wines in the cellar. Right? That means that in the end, this wine can only be sold for this one jar, or I can count on you and sell it for ten jars... This will not affect the price of the entire Qiu Lubai."

Gao Pragmatic raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Does your Majesty remember how I sold soap back then?"

"Huh?" Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Remember." Gao Pragmatic said calmly: "Then Qiu Lubai can also do the same, for example, the first level, the inscriptions of the imperial pen; the second level, the inscriptions of the important ministers... divided in this way There are many grades, and the bottom grade is still sold at a slightly higher price than usual, but it is replaced with a better-looking jar.

On the next level, the price doubled, and the person who inscribed the inscription had some identity; on the next level, the price doubled again, and the jar was made more exquisite, with the minister's inscription and rubbing on it, and promoted the quality of the water he brewed. What's so unique about it? The price of the top grade continues to increase several times, and the jar is so exquisite that the emperor is asked to personally inscribe and rub it on it, preaching the brewing method and raw materials to a great extent, and sells it in limited quantities every year, and everyone Buyers can only purchase one jar a month, so if you want more, you can’t get it..."

Zhu Yijun was stunned. He stared at Gao Pangshi for a long time and took a breath: "It's a shame that you are the one who manages money for me, oh no, for the world. Otherwise, it would be okay if you were allowed to do business wholeheartedly. ?”

Gao Pinggong said sincerely: Who in future generations will not know this trick of mine?The main reason is that you, the emperor, have not thought carefully: If an ordinary person asks your Majesty the Emperor for an inscription, can he get it?Not to mention the emperor, ordinary people just ask the chief minister for an inscription. As long as the chief minister knows that his words are going to be used for such a thing, they will probably refuse... Of course, if the endorsement fee is enough, maybe It’s not that it’s not negotiable.

Zhu Yijun came back to his senses and said thoughtfully: "Then you mean to find a way to give Western Region Wine a franchise?"

"Exclusive franchise privileges must be given, but just like the Burmese story, there must be a time limit. Of course, considering the special nature of alcohol, this time limit can be slightly longer." Gao pragmatically said: "But this is only the basis. In addition, there are I want to ask the emperor to give you several things, including a plaque named 'Yugong Winery', a name 'Yugong Wine' and Chen Han, etc."

With Gao Jingshi's guidance just now, Zhu Yijun knew the elegant meaning of Xiange as soon as he heard this. He grinned and said: "It doesn't take much trouble, I can be sure."

Gao pragmatic continued: "Since the emperor knows the secret of this, then no matter whether it is raisins, preserved fruits, or even other things such as snow lotus, you can follow the gourd and draw the gourd. In this way, these privileges will definitely be If you can sell it at a good price, you won’t have to worry about not being able to raise money.”

Zhu Yijun nodded repeatedly after hearing this, but suddenly remembered something and said in confusion: "It's all about the other things. I can't help with the cotton. Cotton is no better than other materials. It must be woven into cloth after all, but No one cares about Qinci, Chenhan, etc. The fabric must be strong and delicate before it can be used."

Gao Pragmatic praised: "What the emperor said is true, but regarding cotton, I think the emperor does not need to worry."

"Why is that?"

Gao Pragmatic said: "I have sent people to conduct a detailed investigation of the terroir of the Western Regions. Its climate, soil and other conditions are a good place for cotton production. The quality and yield of the cotton produced here are unparalleled elsewhere in the Ming Dynasty." It is unparalleled...and there are very few in the world that can compare with it. It is truly a God-given land for cotton production."

"To get such high praise from you, I think the cotton from the Western Regions must be outstanding. Well, this matter is settled. You can deal with it yourself. When the time comes, I will write down whatever words and names you want. You can come back to me. I want it." Zhu Yijun lay down on the backrest and said very comfortably: "Also, when the cotton is produced, don't forget to bring it to me to see with my own eyes and see how good it is."

"The minister obeys the order."
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PS: An update is coming.By the way, let me shout out: Our cotton in Xinjiang, China is the best!

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