Chapter 303 Sending Warmth

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 303 Sending Warmth

The scale here in the eastern suburbs is already quite large. In the dark night, the outlines of countless buildings, large and small, can be seen in the distance.

In addition to the sugar mill, a printing workshop has also been opened here, where inventory stamps, accommodation stamps, stamps, and newspapers will be printed here.

There are also shipyards nearby, and the large ships used to transport goods are all built by ourselves.

There are more than 6,000 employees working in these places, and the permanent population is 30,000 to 40,000, which has greatly promoted economic development. Many teahouses, restaurants, grain shops, rice shops, and fabric shops have been opened in the surrounding areas. These are closely related to

A store closely related to food and clothing.

There is no doubt that these shops are all named Xia.

The wages of the employees are at least two taels of silver a month. So much money has to be spent. Money is only money if you spend it. If you don’t spend it, it will be nothing. Instead of letting others earn this money, it is better to earn it yourself.

And I can’t make much money. There are quite a few shops, but the combined profit for a month can’t even cover tens of thousands of taels of silver.

This shows that he is a conscientious entrepreneur.

If you want to let those unscrupulous profiteers make money, they may have to raise the price of goods and pass them off as inferior goods.

The gathering place of tens of thousands of people is already comparable to an ordinary county town. Now Youshi has just arrived and it is time for dinner. However, it gets dark early in winter, and countless small courtyards are lit with lights.

The uniformly planned small courtyards are lined up row after row, and the ground is a hard dirt road. It was very flat when it was first built, but now it has been rolled out into ravines.

The carriage was a little bumpy while walking on it. After all, the stone road consumes too much money and material resources. In the whole world, only a few sections of the road are paved with stone slabs, and the rest are dirt roads.

Build roads.

Xia Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, thought of this matter again. Transportation was inconvenient these days, and he really wanted to build a long railway and connect it to the train to transport him, the only treasure of the Ming Dynasty.

But this is unrealistic. Cement roads are more reliable. I have long wanted to tinker with cement, but I have never had the time or energy.

Cement is fired, and several kilns must be built first.

When they arrived at a large courtyard, before the carriage stopped, Lao Wang shouted loudly into the courtyard. He was big and had a loud voice, and the sound carried far away.

When Xia Yuan got out of the car, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing cotton-padded clothes and a dozen servants had already opened the courtyard door and welcomed him out.

This middle-aged man named You is one of the supervisors of the entire eastern suburbs industrial base, or one of the personnel supervisors.

As soon as Xia Yuan got off the carriage, Manager You came up to him, with an attentive smile on his rich face and he kept chattering.

"The master hasn't been here for several days. I think about it day by day and look forward to it every night. This morning I heard the magpies calling in the tree, so I wondered if there was some good news. Sure enough, the master is here."

"If you can speak, speak more."

"No, I'm not just talking about it, I'm talking from my heart. You don't know, yesterday when I was chatting with the supervisors, I said, it's already the Chinese New Year, why doesn't the master come?

Going around the eastern suburbs, I can't see the master during the Chinese New Year, and I feel that this year is not interesting and not festive."

Although he knew that he was just blowing rainbow farts, Xia Yuan felt really happy when he heard it. The Ming Dynasty needed such talents.

After blowing the rainbow fart, after entering the main hall, a cup of hot tea was served, and then Guanshi You asked: "What are your orders, Master, when you come here this time?"

Xia Yuan put the teacup on the table and took out the booklet from his sleeve, "Take this list and find a few more people to copy it."

You Guanshi took the book and opened it and only glanced at it a few times. He almost didn't make up his mind. Good guy, all of them are officials, including the Imperial College, the Hanlin Academy, the General Affairs Department, and six other ministries.

He knew that his master, or boss, was an official in the imperial court, otherwise he would not be so respectful, but there were too many officials above him.

As a businessman, I will inevitably feel frightened when I see such a list of officials.

"Only copy the official's name and address, don't copy the rest. Prepare more paper, and copy the information of one official on one piece of paper."

"Sir, I want to ask, why are you copying these?"

"Sending warmth."

"Send, send warmth?"

"After the copying is completed, find more people to distribute the papers with names and addresses on them. Each family has five pieces of silk cloth, five stones of rice, and twenty taels of silver. We will arrange for people to deliver them door to door early tomorrow morning."

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Manager You was still confused just now, but now he understands that the purpose of sending money, food and cloth to officials is obvious.

When he was doing business on his own, he often did this kind of thing.

but

"Master, I only give these to each family. Isn't it too little? I think I might not even be able to pass the gate."

Xia Yuan looked at him, "How much do you think we should give?"

"It depends on what the official has." Halfway through the words, Guanshi You felt that this was taboo, so he simply swallowed it back and said instead: "Master, this is an ordinary matter. How can I not give gifts to adults when doing business?" It's money, otherwise how can this business continue, don't you think?"

"But sir, don't worry. I've never done anything like this since I followed you."

"Then I'll trouble you to go back to your old business. Find more people and deliver all these pieces of silver and cloth tomorrow. No family will be left behind. And don't worry about whether you can send them out. The officials sent this time are the same as the ones you sent before. Officials are different, let alone a disciple, maybe they don’t even have a disciple."

Xia Yuan thought of that little Chai Fei again. The gap between the rich and the poor in the Ming Dynasty was really huge, not only among the people, but also among the officials.

Poor Beijing official.

"I will arrange for someone to deliver the money to you early tomorrow morning."

"What are you talking about, sir? This money can be allocated from each account."

"Public accounts are public accounts, and private accounts are private accounts."

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Hearing this, Manager You was in awe. Public is public and private is private. This is a truth that only businessmen like them can understand. Unexpectedly, this gentleman also knows it.

No wonder he was able to build such a large business at such a young age.

"One more thing. When you go to deliver money, food and cloth, you say this is a salary from the emperor. No matter whether the other party believes it or not, just say so. Do you remember?"

The salary owed by the emperor?

Manager You was stunned again. Is this a newly popular excuse for giving bribes?

He wanted to ask, but felt that he shouldn't ask. Instead, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely give the orders when the time comes."

"If any of you let slip what I have given you, I will ask you to live in the imperial prison."

After hearing these words, especially the last sentence, Guanshi You trembled, and his expression was many times more serious than before, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely follow through with your orders!"
Chapter completed!