When Zhuang Chengyi saw the coolies in the Ministry of Works mine ore from Shijian Yinshan, and watched them extract silver and cast the silver into silver ingots, Zhuang Chengyi's last worry disappeared without a trace.

Especially when the coolies of the Ministry of Works investigated for several days but failed to figure out the specific amount of mineral storage in Yinshan, and finally gave the data that had been endless for decades, Zhuang Chengyi's old face smiled brighter than the chrysanthemum.

The official is right, fighting can make money.

Not to mention anything else, even if it is just this silver mountain, it has already made back the cost of going to Japan ten or a hundred times.

Not to mention that there are two gold mines waiting to be explored and mined.

With gold ore and silver mines, more treasure money can be issued. More treasure money means more money can be used where needed.

Whether it is allocated to the Ministry of Works to dredge rivers or to the Ministry of Rites to build a school, I can do my own thing as the Minister of Revenue to wave my hand without blinking - on the basis of your budget, I will give you two more... 10% more!

Look, what is generous? What is generous?

This is the grandeur! This is the boldness!

This is what the official family calls money and willfulness!

When Zhuang Chengyi thought of such a wonderful scene, he felt even more passionate. He immediately pulled Gao Zi'an, the Minister of Works, to the side and whispered: "When will this silver mine be mined? How many people will it take?"

Gao Zi'an thought about it and said, "As long as the laborers are in place, they can be mined at any time. As for the staff, the more people, the better."

"Three thousand workers? Or five thousand workers?"

Zhuang Chengyi asked, "As long as you say Gao Shangshu, I will give it my best. Even if you steal and rob, you will get enough labor for you."

Gao Zi'an spat in his heart, turned his head to look at the imperial chariot where Zhao Huan was, and couldn't help feeling a little sad for Zhao Huan - the laborer who had just obtained it was not warmed up yet, and the old Pixiu was thinking about it...

"Five thousand workers were thrown on the mining area, but they couldn't even splash."

Gao Zi'an felt sorry for Zhao Huan for three seconds, and then turned his head and said to Zhuang Chengyi: "It will definitely be troublesome when the mining was started in the early stage. There will definitely be more dead workers, and at least about 20,000 to 50,000. After the stability is achieved, it will be almost the same for the laborers in the mine to remain at 5,000."

Zhuang Chengyi nodded and began to think about it in his heart.

It is not a problem for 20,000 or 50,000 workers. Anyway, the official has no 100,000 or 80,000. As long as the Ministry of Revenue pays, these workers will be able to cut them off.

For the Ministry of Revenue, which is in charge of the Song Dynasty's money bag, money is the most indifferent thing - anyway, it is necessary to switch from the left hand to the right hand, and finally it has to be entered into the treasury. Now it's nothing to take it out first to let the official family have fun.

The problem is that this is broken, and there are also these workers.

If a large number of workers work together, there must be supervisors. The workers here are all Japanese slaves. They are familiar with the environment here, so it is not too convenient to escape.

Therefore, we have to consider the issue of garrison to prevent these Japanese slaves from causing trouble.

Moreover, there is a large area of ​​land here, which would be a waste if it is not used for cultivation.

So, after all, I still have to immigrate and garrison in the end.

Immigration costs money, and garrisons also cost money. And with immigration, there must be an official, and officials of the official also have to pay their salaries.

It's very distressed.

Zhuang Chengyi hates the feeling of spending money first before getting it, even if it is to make more money - how much money is in the treasury, it is related to how loud he, the Minister of Revenue, can speak!

No money?

I don't have money and I'll say a chicken.

Although the official family is not easy to build palaces or anything else, he is good at fighting and building roads and schools. There is also a Yellow River that makes a little noise from time to time, and it costs money everywhere.

It's too difficult for me to be the Minister of Revenue...

After feeling distressed for a second, Zhuang Chengyi finally gritted his teeth and said to Gao Zi'an: "Fifty thousand workers! I will first find a way to get you 50,000 workers to start the mine. But these 50,000 workers are not given to you in vain. You have to make sure you get the money out as soon as possible."

Gao Zi'an nodded and said, "You have also seen this silver mountain is here. As long as the laborers are in place, the silver can be collected soon."

Zhuang Chengyi nodded and then went to Zhao Huan: "I asked the officials to report to the officials that the Ministry of Works needs 50,000 workers to start mines. I also asked the officials to allocate 50,000 workers, and the Ministry of Revenue is willing to pay 200,000 guan."

Zhao Huan wondered whether I was so stupid that this Pixiu in this village was regarded as a ignorant person. The price of these 50,000 workers was obviously 250,000 guan, but why did it become 200,000 guan when I got here? Could this thing be sold in groups and discounted?

You are Zhuang Pixiu, aren’t Zhuang Duoduo?

"This silver mountain has 10% of the treasury of the government. Now mining requires labor, so the treasury naturally has to pay for labor. The treasury cannot contribute money to the treasury."

Then Zhao Huan was a little confused.

If the math teacher was not taught correctly back then, the achievement of 50,000 workers should be 5,000 workers, right?

A worker costs five stakes, and a 5,000 laborer costs twenty-five stakes. That should be right?

Why did it become 50,000 jin when it arrived at his village Pixiu?

It doubled directly!

"Weichen calculated it wrong."

Zhuang Chengyi had no shame on his face, but instead made a reassuring argument: "Weichen should have used the Great Song Operator to calculate it in his mind, and it is inevitable that some mistakes will be made."

"Okay, don't pretend to be confused for me."

Seeing Zhuang Chengyi's face ashamed but proud, Zhao Huan immediately said angrily: "Anyway, this money is from the national treasury to the national treasury, and I can't see this money. I dare not be too lazy to listen to you grinding my teeth with me here."

"However, Japan says it's big or small, at least it's okay to move millions of people over - the money you need to pay for these people's settlement."

Zhuang Chengyi felt distressed and complained secretly: Didn’t this money be paid by the Ministry of Revenue?... I didn’t let your treasury take a penny out of it…

Although the Ministry of Revenue generally pays the money and I will borrow it from the treasury, the money is finally paid by the Ministry of Revenue!

Still very distressed.

But when he turned around and thought, Zhuang Chengyi felt something was wrong again.

What is the fundamental reason for immigrating to the border of Yingzhou?

In the people!

To put it bluntly, there are enough people to immigrate to the real border. If there are not even many people, where will you immigrate?

The original territory of the Liao Kingdom, the territory of the Western Xia, the territory of Jiaozhi... also had to add the territory of Dali and Zhenla.

For example, the Liao Kingdom had Dali, and it was easy to say that Zhenla was there, but Xixia and Jiaozhi were all slaughtered. Those who were not slaughtered were arrested and sold for labor, and then a large number of people from the Song Dynasty moved over.

Therefore, the current problem is not enough for the people of the Song Dynasty!
Chapter completed!