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Chapter 66 Bad Guys Ticket

Du Tong, the general of Lima City, walked out of the military camp reluctantly. Now the soldiers are becoming less and less promising. For nothing big, he has to worry about the general of the general.

It was said that the goods collected from the black market arrived, Ren Xiaozuo's black market had not spent 500,000 Tongbao since the military camp approved the 500,000 Tongbao. How much can he transport it back? He also had to come out and go out for a trip.

The general was discussing with the commanders and flag soldiers under the fleet that they would do a big battle this time, collecting 14.39 million Tongbao from the flag soldiers. Everyone took out all the things they carried on, and they were counting on the black market to buy goods and handed over to the military government. According to the general's nature, they would definitely give them the flag soldiers who contributed money and effort.

As long as they make a lot of money, the marshal would ask them to pay at least 10,000 Tongbao's reward of 20,000 yuan?

The 500,000 Tongbao sounds like a lot, but in fact it is only 500 taels of silver, which is not a big money. However, the black market has been operating for six days and has not spent all the money, which means that it is difficult to buy and sell.

It is difficult to do, so they earn less, so Du Tong naturally couldn't help but look at this result that he had expected in his heart.

As a result, he had just walked out of the military camp and looked at the items transported by a donkey cart and a donkey cart on the street, and almost glared out his eyes.

The small flag officer Ren Chang stood beside the carriage at the front, and kept whistling from behind. The flag army driving the carriage stopped by the roadside one by one. Seeing the general coming out, Ren Chang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and couldn't help but be happy on his face. He almost called the general who used to call him, saying, "Master, the goods from the black market, the seventeenth cart."

"There are firearms, armor, jewelry, utensils, gold and silver, and large animals." Ren Chang turned around and pointed at the convoy and said, "These cars, horses, and donkeys are also goods."

"The seventeen cars were collected by Ren Xiaozuo in the past six days?"

Ren Chang heard Du Tong's surprise and smiled and said, "Where are these? These are all collected in the past two days. No one could come when the black market was first opened. Ren Xiaozuo felt that it was because people close to the black market were beaten by the Ming Dynasty. Most of them could not afford to live a poor life. Even if they came, they could not take out anything to buy our things. So he asked a few people to help him collect things. These were the things sent by those people in the past two days."

Du Tong frowned and said in surprise: "Let me find someone to help him collect things?"

As he said that, the general went around to a carriage and lifted the brown cloth covered with the top, revealing bundles of bundles of coercines, some light and heavy, and the pistols were stuffed directly into the basket containing apples. He asked, "So many firearms, what birders did he find to help him receive the goods?"

"Go back to the Grand Marshal, it's... the chaotic army and noble troops in the city." Ren Chang thought for a while and said, "It's more useful to keep these things than to keep firearms in the hands of those people. They don't have gunpowder now, and these guns are just fire sticks in their hands."

Du Tong covered his hand on the firearm on the car board and nodded slowly: "Seventy-six light guns and twelve heavy guns. Ren Xiaozuo is a capable man. I saw that there were still 270 taels of gold, 2430 taels of silver and 560 and a half taels of gold on this order. What is the price he paid to the local people in the city? One hundred Tongbao one tael of silver?"

Du Tong thought in his heart and secretly smacked his tongue. Ren Xiaozuo was really bad. He didn't understand the business and didn't know the market. The darkest thought in his heart was only one tael of silver in five hundred Tongbao. Isn't it okay to double Tongbao's purchasing power? After all, they sold corn flour in the Armed Plaza, and potato noodles were not cheap. Five hundred Tongbao could buy 77 kilograms of yellow noodles.

There is no other food, so it can't help eating yellow noodles. It's just enough for a few families to eat with their mouths for less than ten days.

Ren Xiaozuo directly increased Tongbao's purchasing power by ten times. Can the city people still live a life?

They all do it like him, and they will be beheaded in the Ming Dynasty.

"Yes, one tael of gold is used to four taels of silver, one tael of silver is used to one hundred Tongbao, this car of muskets is less than ten thousand Tongbao." Ren Chang shook his head and said, "I heard from Xiao Zuo that they were originally in the Spanish ratio, one gold is used to twenty silver. Therefore, now, no one is willing to use gold to exchange it, but they are happy to sell firearms, and firearms are all their own, and if they don't have gunpowder, they are considered waste."

"Xiao Zuo has not much money left. I hope the general will grant him another million Tongbao. In addition to this, he has another proposal. I hope that the general can make another city ticket in addition to the tickets to enter the city, and those who hold the tickets can leave the city from the South Gate."

What he mentioned is actually the ticket to enter the Ming District of the north of the city. The ticket is not expensive. One thousand Tongbao per person, but every one tael of silver is more than one hundred Tongbao.

Originally, Du Tong established this rule because he believed that the black market would fix the silver bill exchange rate to a condition of one to five hundred and collect a tax of 20%.

Now it's good, it's already 50% tax.

The ticket to enter the city was specifically stipulated by the Ming army for those who ran far away. In places close to the Ming District, or for the poor who have nothing, it is actually not strict. The honest young and strong, or the elderly, weak, women and children who are pleased by the bannermen, can be protected by the Ming army as long as they are quarantined, without tickets.

Those who have started a family will allocate their houses according to the family's labor, and those who have not started a family will squeeze into dormitories like other young people and go out to work. Each person will divide the land and work in stages. The harvest of the first year is calculated as the government. The government will give grain every month, and the government will collect 50% of the tax in the next two years. Three years later, this land will be given to you. The government in Lima City will also collect the same tax as Mexico and the counties in the world.

If you are under fifteen years old, you have to study in the Chinese literature school organized by the government. If you learn well, you will give adults the same food as they work.

As for the elderly over fifty years old, Du Tong originally planned to let them not have to work. The government who had descendants gave them half-food support, while those who had no descendants were directly supported by the government. As a result, it was found that the elderly over fifty years old had no pure blood indigenous people in the local area, and they were all Spanish. He was so angry that he raised his age to sixty and eighty, and the government who worked for sixty to eighty years old would provide half-food support, and the government who was over eighty years old would provide half-food support.

The original people of this land were tortured so that they didn't even live to fifty.

As for businessmen and craftsmen, general Du Tong did not support it in principle, but did not object. First of all, they should study the "Wanli Wanguo General Law" carefully and then consider doing things other than farmers, otherwise they would not complain if they were killed by the law.

In short, everyone enjoyed the proper care of Ming imperialism in advance.

"The ticket to enter the city is not enough, do you still have to leave the city?"

"Well, some people have done bad things. The people in the city know them and dare not enter the Ming District. They hope to go out of the city to go somewhere else..."

Before Ren Chang finished speaking, Du Tong's eyes glared: "I really treat me as a businessman. Let Ren Xiaozuo tell everyone that there will be tickets to leave the city, but not now, and tickets to leave the city are very expensive."

"Let them kill each other, this is the ticket to leave the city? This is the ticket to the evil one!"
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