"Zu Shuzi is too awarded! Actually, I am thinking about it according to Zuo Shuzi's ideas! I just don't know if it's right!

Zuo Shuzi took out such drawings to help those victims!

What is the most scarce thing for disaster victims now?

Originally, it was food, clothing and housing, but now it has been solved by Zuo Shuzi's help. The most important thing is that there is still a shortage, which is not that serious!

What disaster victims lack the most now is work. As long as they have a job, they can make money and support their families!" Liu Congjian was very modest.

"It's very good! I thought about the idea for a long time, and you just looked at the drawings and came up with it!" Zhang Junping smiled and praised Liu Congjian.

After being praised by Zhang Junping for this, Liu Congjian felt as if he had eaten honey in his heart, and then he drank a cup of hot milk in the middle of winter, making him feel comfortable all over.

"Although the one-time investment in driving a rickshaw is relatively large, he can earn a long time

There is no problem with repairing and reusing a rickshaw for ten years. A car can earn 3,650 yuan a year, and 36,500 yuan in ten years!

The cost of making a rickshaw is about ten cents of yuan, plus the operating cost, a car a year is calculated at 650 yuan. In this way, one car can earn 20,000 yuan in ten years!"

"It's not interesting to earn 20,000 yuan in ten years!" Liu Mei clicked her mouth and said quietly.

Nowadays, Commander Liu Du no longer looks down on such small profits.

He earned twenty stags in ten years, and only two stags in a year was enough. He went out for a meal, and it was more than that little money.

"Uncle Liu Shi, this is not the case!" Zhang Junping smiled and shook his head.

"Yes! Daddy, Zuo Shuzi counts the money for a car. What if we make 1,000 cars, 10,000 cars? That's a lot!"

"Ten thousand cars? How many rickshaw cars can be used in Kaifeng Mansion?" Liu Mei shook her head and opposed.

"Although Kaifeng Mansion cannot use so many rickshaws, there are more than 10,000 rickshaws available in the entire Song Dynasty?" Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

The rickshaw business is similar to the taxi business in later generations. Not everyone can do it.

This kind of business makes money by relying on a monopoly.

Although the rickshaw designed by Zhang Junping is equipped with shock absorbing springs, the production process is not complicated. As long as there are physical objects, it can be copied soon.

If it is a commoner or an ordinary businessman, he will soon be squeezed out by imitation rickshaws all over the streets.

There are only nobles like the Liu family who can do it. You don’t have to worry about others imitating it. If you dare to imitate it, you won’t know what nobles are.

The Liu family can still flourish for more than ten years. At least in the past ten years, the Liu family can guarantee that no one in the Song Dynasty dares to imitate it.

Even if you are a local snake in the local area, you can't control you if the commander of the Imperial Guard's four wings?

The more local the Liu family is, the higher the power. They dare to imitate and directly send imperial guards to destroy the family, but no one speaks for them.

Even the Zhang family cannot do this now. His reputation can only ensure that no one in Kaifeng Prefecture dares to imitate this. If he leaves Kaifeng Prefecture, he can't take care of it.

There are now fourteen prefectures in the Song Dynasty and more than 240 continents. Depending on the size of each continent, dozens to hundreds of units can be arranged, and tens of thousands of rickshaws cannot be used at all.

In fact, the most important thing is that driving businesses don’t need to worry too much. As long as they can control the market, they can wait to collect money.

Over there, Liu Congjian was also analyzing the profit margin for Liu Mei.

"Okay! Since you all think you can make money, then do it! Anyway, Saburo is in charge of the family's business!" With the huge profits of the bullfighting, Liu Mei looked down on the business that only earned tens of thousands of yuan a year, and she had no strength to speak.

"Uncle Liu Shi, I wonder if the cotton jacket can be done tomorrow?

The people can't wait!" Zhang Junping didn't care about this with Liu Mei, and asked about the cotton jacket with a smile.

"Okay! Tomorrow afternoon, you ask those three families to come to me, and I will ask someone to take them to get the cotton jacket!" Liu Mei had no room to refuse, so she had to agree.

In Liu Mei's opinion, this business is more profitable than a rickshaw.

I can easily say something and get a 50,000 chunk of money.

"That nephew thanked Uncle Liu Shi on behalf of the people of Kaifeng Prefecture!" After receiving the accurate letter, Zhang Junping clasped his fists and thanked him.

...

When they got home, Zhang Junping arranged for someone to go to the Gao family, Cao family, and Yang family to send letters, asking them to go to Liu Mei to buy cotton clothes tomorrow afternoon.

"Langjun, the farm has been arranged, but the food is still lacking!" Zhang Lu came in to report.

Today, Zhang Lu took the craftsmen to the farm outside the city to help the tenants of the farm repair houses, build kangs, and distribute grain.

“How many are missing?”

"There are now more than 9,700 tenant farmers in our three farms, and most of them do not have much surplus food at home!"

"Ha! There are more than 9,700 ounces, but there is no surplus grain?" Zhang Junping chuckled and shook his head. "I haven't collected their tenant rent this year, and there is still no surplus grain!"

"Langjun, although our family has not collected tenant rent this year, it is only more than 3,000 acres of land. The tenant rent of the more than 30,000 acres of land I bought later was taken away by the original land!" Zhang Lu explained in a low voice.

Zhang Junping was not blaming anything, he was just sighing.

In this era, the yield per mu was too low, and the per capita land was not enough to support one person.

Of course, this means that after paying the imperial grain and tenant rent, the remaining grain cannot support one person.

It can be seen that the hardships of the people in ancient times were not only due to the court system, but also caused by the low level of productivity.

Zhang Junping is a conscientious landlord, and he directly exempts the rent for one season. This way he still has no food, which is very evident.

"You can't watch them go hungry and arrange for people to buy some food. Let them pass this level first!"

"Here!"

"How is the construction of the kang?"

"Doctors of craftsmen and tenants in the farm work together, and more than 30 kangs have been built today!"

"Well! Tell Wang Dajiang that the craftsmen who were frozen in the cold are also idle, so he asked him to find more craftsmen.

We will strive to transform the tenants' homes of three villages into kangs within the seven stars!"

"Here!" Zhang Lu agreed loudly.

"Your husband, you are so kind-hearted and a little nice to those tenants. This..." Zhang Fu whispered beside him.

"Haha! Uncle Fu reminded me to be careful of promoting Mien to fight against Mien, right?

It’s okay, it’s just a little bit of pain. What kind of revenge can they remember me?

How could I be afraid that they will take my grudge?

Those who are grateful will continue to stay in the farm and farm in the future. If you have the chance, you can arrange other work for them. If you are not satisfied, you can drive them out directly!

By the way, Uncle Fu, has the stove I want from the blacksmith? You will send someone to urge you tomorrow!"
Chapter completed!