Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1300 Famine and Natural Disaster 459

"I want to buy one too. I heard from people who have bought it that it is very warm and is perfect to wear in the cold winter."

"I have seen woolen clothes. Many people in Fucheng are wearing them now. They are really beautiful and fit well. Everyone who wears them says they are good."

The more they talked, the more excited they became. Guard Yu had no choice but to warn them, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Just do your job well."

"Well, we'll listen to Big Brother Yu, but we really have to buy some to bring back if we have the chance."

"It's already on sale in Fucheng. I think it can be sold to our northwestern city later. You can buy it then."

They led the horses to the stable, talking and laughing.

Mingyi went to see the teacher first. Coincidentally, Fan Qingzhi was at home handling business today and did not go out, so she met him smoothly.

In the past, the teacher had to take care of his own business and the government affairs of Fucheng, which was very busy. Coupled with the major changes in Fucheng in recent months, Fan Qingzhi became even busier. To put it bluntly, it was because there was no one at hand to help.

"Students greet teachers, may teachers be blessed."

Fan Qingzhi raised his hand and said, "Stand up, no need to be polite."

"Thank you, teacher." She walked over to the teacher and sat down. Seeing that the water in his teacup was almost empty, she refilled it for him. "Teacher, you have been too busy recently, and students rarely have the opportunity to see you. Fucheng needs you for its development, but you also need to take care of yourself."

"I know, you too." Fan Qingzhi stared at her and smiled faintly, "Why are you free to come here today? Have you finished your work?"

Mingyi shook her head. Making glass had dealt her a small blow, but it was insignificant.

She didn't say anything, so Fan Qingzhi changed the subject, "It's just right that you're here. Steward Luo said that the weather has been too cold recently, and no one is setting up stalls on the streets. They are all staying at home during the winter. Those who have the means are fine, but those who are in financial difficulties are having a hard time. I'll find something for them to do. As long as they are willing to clear the snow on the official roads in and outside Fucheng, sixty copper coins per person per day will solve the problem of roads blocked by heavy snow inside and outside Fucheng, and also allow the people to earn some income."

"Of course, but does our palace have enough money?" Mingyi nodded happily and began to approach the issue from a practical perspective.

The financial situation of the palace is actually not as optimistic as it appears.

We have to support an army of 200,000, spend money on construction, and buy grain from abroad. Taxes from the Western Regions and Ningguo will not be collected until next year, so the palace can only make do this year.

"There is silver." Fan Qingzhi nodded and said solemnly: "Chao Sheng plundered the treasuries of the Western Regions and Ningguo, and gradually sent back a lot of silver, but you were too busy to notice it. This silver should be used for the people, and we should try our best to make their winter life a little easier."

Sixty copper coins may not seem like too much or too little, but in Fucheng, they can buy two kilograms of rice; and it is fine grain. In previous years, the price of fine grain was fifteen copper coins per kilogram, but this year it has risen to thirty copper coins.

Since grain from the Central Plains cannot be transported here, most people in the Northwest can be self-sufficient, but some people are really special, such as a family of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people, those who have retired from the army due to injuries or disabilities, and those who live in poverty and have no land. These families are the most miserable.

Buying food is expensive, but not buying food is not an option; when disaster strikes, life becomes extremely difficult.

He could tell from the data collected by Butler Luo that the people were trying hard to make a living, but unfortunately, reality was always cruel to some people; he hoped that exchanging labor for silver would allow them to live a better life, at least by making them less hungry.

"Is it a lot of silver?" Mingyi asked quickly.

Fan Qingzhi nodded again, "It's quite a lot. The treasuries of the two countries have been severely depleted, but it is enough for us in the northwest."

"teacher."

Mingyi paused, not knowing whether she should say it or not. It was rare for her to hesitate. Seeing her like this, Fan Qingzhi said, "Just say whatever you want to say. There are only the two of us here, master and disciple, no one else."

She sighed in her heart and just said.

"Students think that we can give some New Year gifts to the wounded soldiers who have retired from the Northwest. They don't have to be very good. Just give each soldier three pounds of rice, five pounds of coarse grains, and a piece of meat. Let the soldiers know that even if they retire and can't go to the battlefield again, the Northwest coach still remembers them. Everyone recognizes their efforts and contributions, and it's good to warm their hearts in the cold winter."

"I know that doing this will cost a lot of money and consume a lot of food; however, I think it is worth it. We have the Western Regions and Ningguo as granaries. As long as winter is over, food will be delivered to us. However, those soldiers who cannot make a living due to physical reasons need this food."

"There was no way before, but now we have grain and silver, so we have to make up for the areas we neglected before."

Let the soldiers bleed and cry? She didn't want to see it.

In her first life, she respected and admired soldiers, especially those who sacrificed their lives for their country; she remembered the miserable lives of the veterans shown on the Internet, and wondered if they had ever regretted it.

After hearing what she said, Fan Qingzhi was deeply moved that this small person had a big vision.

With her vision and compassion, she can perform better if she is in a high position; and it would be a pity if such a good child could not become the Crown Prince's Consort.

There are compassionate masters out there, but very few can empathize like her; as long as she keeps her original intention, it will be a blessing for the Northwest and the whole world.

"Your proposal is very good, and the starting point is also good. Let's call Steward Luo to discuss it and see how much silver to take out, and then count the number of injured and disabled soldiers around Fucheng." After Fan Qingzhi finished speaking, he immediately called the servant, "Go and ask Steward Luo to come over."

The book boy bowed and said, "Yes."

Not long after the servant left, Steward Luo came rushing over, sweating profusely.

Mingyi felt reluctant and apologetic; he had asked him to come here in such a cold weather, so he should not get an upset stomach later.

"Butler Luo, have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up." He poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"I dare not trouble you, young lady. I will do it for you."

Butler Luo took it with both hands, took a sip, and his stomach finally felt warm; the cold wind was blowing all the way, his face was frozen, and his stomach was cold, and he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.

"Please come for me." Mingyi said with a smile.

Butler Luo felt soft-hearted after hearing this, "It is my duty to do this. Miss, you are too kind. I wonder why you and the old man called me here?" He looked at Fan Qingzhi and waited for the next words.

Fan Qingzhi has the highest seniority and the most respected status in the house, so Butler Luo respects Old Man Fan everywhere.

Fan Qingzhi took over the responsibility and did not let Mingyi come to the rescue. "I asked you to come here to pay for the money in the mansion."

"If you and the young lady need money, just go to the accounting office to withdraw it. Could it be that the servants below are here?"

"Not really." Fan Qingzhi raised his hand to interrupt him, "You are a person who knows how to discipline your servants, and they are very obedient; but, just now when I was chatting with the girl, I talked about the disabled soldiers in the northwest and Fucheng, and there are some things I should mention to you."