"Kill the cow?" The people around him subconsciously shivered, and the women looked panicked, as if they were about to cry: "Your Highness, killing cows is a serious crime, and they must be taken to the government for interrogation!"

Han Yue was slightly stunned. He had never thought about this question.

The woman said pitifully: "The management in my hometown is particularly strict. A restaurant once sold sick beef that died of falling. As a result, the store was sentenced to three years in prison and all the money they earned was confiscated. The store was originally a famous wealthy man in the village. As a result, because of this lawsuit, the whole family collapsed in a blink of an eye. His wife sold the land to save him, and his daughter married the poorest village of silty..."

She couldn't help but tremble when she said this, and said fearfully: "I can't kill cattle, I must not kill cattle. Your Highness, please return the bonds to me. I don't want those incomes anymore. I only ask for fifty taels of capital. Can it be done?"

Han Yue couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling that he was doing something bad with kindness.

At this moment, someone suddenly whispered behind her: "Dean, you are indeed in a hurry to do this. Not to mention whether the slaying cattle will be punished, the people just lose money and trade will not be able to withstand it."

Han Yue slowly turned his head and found a 15 or 16-year-old scholar standing behind him. He was holding a booklet in his hand, wearing a unified school uniform issued by the research institute, and his face was filled with the shyness and restraint that a boy had in his face. However, he felt a sense of confidence from the bottom of his heart when he spoke.

Han Yue smiled and waved, "Come and sit down and tell me the truth!"

"Don't dare!" The young scholar hurriedly bowed and blushed, "The dean is knowledgeable, and the students dare not show off their skills. The disciple just said that it was not accusation. I just provided the dean with reference to the policy..."

He reached out and rubbed the corners of his clothes, and said shyly: "As for saying things in front of you, this is not a skill that students can have. If you know it for the seniors in the college, you will be scolded by me!"

Han Yue smiled casually and encouraged, "It's okay, Confucius said in the past, when three people walked, there must be my teacher. There is no omniscient and omnipotent saint in the world. Besides, I am not a saint, so I have places that I can't see, and I have times when I am not thorough in thinking. Let's talk about my thoughts, and our masters and disciples will find a way out for the people."

The young scholar also has some Ai Ai, obviously he has a hint of introversion in his personality. He just hid behind and dared to speak out, but now he is staring at him by Han Yue but has no courage.

Han Yue's eyes were gentle, and suddenly said with a deep meaning: "You are from Huainan Road, are you?"

The little scholar nodded quickly and said loudly: "Report to the dean, my disciple is from Huainan Road!"

He looked at Han Yue with deep admiration and said softly: "The student lost his parents since he was a child. Five years ago, he followed the old beggar in the village to Chang'an to escape famine. He happened to meet the dean leading the people out of seclusion to establish a trade. At that time, the disciple was just a ten-year-old little beggar. Before leading my old beggar to death, he grabbed my hand hard, so that no matter how hard it is, I would have to follow the dean's migratory army, otherwise a ten-year-old child would starve to death by begging."

The little scholar's eyes obviously had crystal tears, and his tone gradually became choked, and he said, "That was a year for students to change their destiny. If it weren't for your research institute, the students would really not know where they would be now. Maybe they would have died on the begging road."

Han Yue reached out to pat his shoulder, and suddenly his eyes shook slightly and he joked: "I almost did something wrong. You girl is not well-behaved. She is actually wearing a boy's school uniform, which makes me unaware of it for a while."

The little scholar wiped the corners of his eyes. Although there were tears in his eyes, he smiled and said, "The dean is like a father in the heart of the students. It's okay if you pat me on the shoulder. The disciple hasn't reached the end yet. You can treat me as a daughter..."

Han Yue nodded and finally reached out his hand, but instead of patting the little scholar on the shoulder, he gently stroked her forehead and said leisurely: "I have accepted two adopted daughters. You and I have no father-daughter relationship, but don't be sad. Since ancient times, there has been a father-son friendship between masters and disciples."

The little scholar's eyes narrowed slightly, and her forehead was gently stroked by Han Yue's big hand. Her face showed a happy and admirable look, and she said softly: "The dean caresses me, and she will be immortal..."

Han Yue laughed, and bounced his head on her forehead, pretending to be scared, "The little guy actually changed the poem randomly. It was obviously an immortal who touched me and was able to live forever. This is a poem book compiled by this king. Don't bully me and forget it."

The little scholar smiled sweetly and said, "In the eyes of his disciples, the dean is an omnipotent immortal. You can help me eliminate the sea of ​​suffering. This is to give me immortality." Tears were still hanging on the corners of her eyes, but her face was filled with happiness.

"Naughty!"

Han Yue gently helped her to tidy up her forehead and hair. She felt that she was a lively and cheerful girl. She had seen her look introverted before, but it was caused by her miserable childhood experience.

"My children in Datang live too hard. I really hope they can grow up happily. Don't be as beautiful as you, but they are destroyed by poverty, and finally develop a cautious and introverted personality..."

The young scholar remained silent for a long time before he said quietly: "Director's heart, I understand, but unfortunately we are still too slow to learn and cannot help you achieve great things."

Han Yue's eyes were leisurely and said in a deep voice: "There are many major events in the world, all of which come from small things. If our master and apprentice work hard bit by bit, we will always accumulate a lot of things."

The young scholar bowed his hand and said solemnly: "Listen to the teacher's words, just like hearing the voice of a sage. The disciples must remember the dean's teachings. I will try my best to start from bit by bit."

"Very good!" Han Yue nodded slowly, with a look of memories in his eyes. He suddenly pointed at the woman next to him and asked the young scholar: "Just this sister-in-law was afraid of killing a cattle, but you focused on losing money in business. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. While the day is still early, let me tell me the truth."

The little scholar smiled shyly and said shyly: "Actually, the reason is very simple, mainly because of poverty!"

"Poor?" Han Yue's face was slightly stunned, and there was a vague guess in his heart.

The young scholar sat gentlely on the steps below Han Yue, raised his smile and looked at Han Yue and said, "Our Huainan Road has always been poor, which is the three most poor places of the Tang Dynasty. These three places are Hebei Road, Lingnan Road and Huainan Road. Among them, Hebei Road is poor because of war, Lingnan Road is poor because of remoteness, and our Huainan Road is because there are many rivers in the territory, and the people are poor and have no boats crossing the river. Therefore, many people stay in the countryside for the rest of their lives, and they never leave their hometown twenty miles until they die."

Han Yue nodded slowly and thoughtfully: "If people cannot travel far, business and tourism will naturally be lacking. If the business industry is not developed, you will be poor if you guard the land of fish and rice!"

The little scholar said 'um' and sighed quietly: "So Huainan Road has been very poor since ancient times..."

She glanced at Han Yue and then explained: "I just said that this is the reason why the people lose money in business. You asked this sister-in-law to exchange for beef cattle. Although she had opened the back door for her, she still lost money after she went back. A living ox can be sold for five stakes, but it is not worth the money after being slaughtered!"

The more she spoke, the more courageous she became, and her little face gradually showed a confident aura, and said, "Dean, we can set a metaphor. Calculate 1,800 kilograms of a plowing ox, and after slaughtering, there are about 1,000 kilograms of beef. How much profit can you make?"

Han Yue frowned and smiled bitterly, pretending to be angry: "You know that I don't like to calculate the study, but I dare to ask me about the profits. The little girl should beat me. Please tell me the answer quickly. I will just listen."

The little scholar smiled, revealing two white tiger teeth, and said mischievously: "The dean is knowledgeable and the wise man of the institute is still passed down by you. How can you say that you hate calculating?"

Han Yuehu scared her with a face and hummed, "Don't talk nonsense, then the calculation textbook was written by my master, that is, your master Ziyang Zhenren. Don't mess with people. Don't make trouble for me. Please continue to tell me quickly..."

The little scholar chuckled several times, covered his mouth with his hands and said, "The dean is the best!" Her eyes rolled quietly and said, "If you ask me, it will be true, but the student will soon be in the forefront. Women in the Tang Dynasty have no name, but disciples really want to be like men. I also want to have a word. Unfortunately, no one dares to give this word to a woman, but you can definitely do it, Dean."

In ancient times, men had characters, which were usually given by elders, but women had poor status. Not to mention the characters given, they could only call them XX after getting married.

Han Yue nodded directly and said, "You should tell the truth carefully. If I am satisfied with it, I will definitely give you a word so that you can be like a male student."

The little scholar was overjoyed and quickly cheered up his spirits. His beautiful willow leaves frowned from time to time, obviously organizing the language carefully.

Han Yue felt funny when he saw it. In fact, he had figured out all the truths. However, at this time, there were many people in Huainan Road panic and suspicious. It might not be appropriate for him to explain as a prince. It would be better to let the young scholar explain it.

"Director, let's start with beef first. One thousand eight hundred kilograms of beef can be produced after slaughtering. If cooked again, it will probably only be seven hundred kilograms. In the most prosperous cities of Chang'an and Shenyang in the Tang Dynasty, a pound of cooked beef can be sold for ten cents, so seven hundred kilograms of beef is seven thousand kilograms, and the official price is seven jin. According to the conversion of the folk ban of 800, it is about nine jin..."

"Then let's get a win, and count it as eight guan!" Han Yue suddenly spoke out and said angrily: "The living ox is worth five guan, but after slaughter, there are eight guan. You girl obviously don't study well, and you said just now that you are not worth it."

The people around him nodded frequently, and they all felt that Han Yue was right. The little scholar was wrong. Some people couldn't help but say in a silence: "After all, the master is still powerful. Although this young man is smart, he has not yet learned enough."

Xiao Shusheng was in his chest, and he was not upset at all about the people saying that she was just laughing at Han Yue: "The dean ignored the labor of slaughtering cattle, the cost of cooking meat, the expense of selling, and the constraints of time..."

A cow goes from slaughtering to meat, then cooked and sold, and finally becomes copper coins. It seems to have eight jin of coins, but in fact it is just gross profit. It also involves the time of sale. If it cannot be sold for a long time, it will definitely be a loss-making transaction.

The young scholar sighed quietly and said sadly: "If it were in Guannei Road and Shenyang City, the people would definitely make money by killing cattle, but Huainan Road could not be achieved. The students' hometowns were poor and poor, and the people could not afford to eat ten cents per pound of beef."

She raised her face and looked at Han Yue and said solemnly: "This is the reason why the student spoke out to remind the dean. You kindly asked this sister-in-law to exchange for beef cattle, but she ignored the sufferings of the people. If the people really wanted to exchange beef cattle, they would lose all their money and their families would collapse."

She thought for a while and then said, "Also, the strong oxen of the Tang Dynasty is only worth five guan. That is because of the reason why it can plow the fields. This Liaodong beef cattle can only be slaughtered and eaten meat. Dean, you actually priced five guan, which seems to make the people suffer. And..."

The little scholar became more and more energetic as he spoke, and then said: "This sister-in-law has a war bond of fifty stagnant, but you only give her ten cows and two bulls. Even if she doesn't have five stagnant, she only has sixty stagnant. This cannot achieve the minimum exchange rate, and you also let her transport it back by herself..."

While speaking, I forgot that the person in front of me was the dean. Thinking about the suffering of the people in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little accused. I suddenly woke up and quickly stuck out my tongue and lowered my forehead shyly.

After her analysis, the people around him felt that exchanged for beef cattle was more and more dangerous. Many people took a few steps back carefully, clutching the corners of their clothes with their hands tightly, but their eyes looked pitifully at the group of infantry behind Han Yue. They had promised to exchange it before and had handed over the bonds.

Han Yue glanced slightly and saw the people's expressions. He slowly stretched out three fingers and said lightly: "I have three explanations, which can also be regarded as a three-hand preparation. As long as we act according to the rules, we will definitely not let the people suffer."

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...Today, I will continue to launch a game of finding typos. If you have a sharp eye, please look carefully. Come to the group to tell Shanshui that there is a red envelope for you to send.
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