Chapter 109 Message Distribution

Author: light purple astringency

With Master Song's promise, Landlord Shen immediately opened his wallet and went to order. The bosses had already spoken, so why are you hesitating? "Chang'an, I still want eight units." If there are several hundred acres of land, the number eight is very suitable. , neither more nor less is auspicious.

"But how to determine the price?" Hong Lizheng was more concerned about this. He saw that there were several large iron lumps on the threshing machine. It was definitely not cheap, and he was not sure whether he could afford it.

Iron is controlled and very expensive, so fewer people can afford it, which is equivalent to reducing the number of sharp weapons scattered among the people, which naturally achieves the effect of reducing social unrest.

Even wealthy people need to report to the government if they purchase iron-containing tools in large quantities.

Master Song should be able to handle this matter at once, right? However, the iron for eight threshing machines is actually not much, and it is Blacksmith Jiang who needs help.

At this moment, Blacksmith Jiang also looked at Jiang Changan hopefully. If the threshing machine has a good price, his family will soon be prosperous. If the price of one machine is ten taels and the cost is six taels, then the remaining four It would be very profitable to split it equally between two families!

However, Jiang Changan looked at Master Song, "Teacher?" Just the market price of iron, but currently Jiang Changan is not able to evaluate the comprehensive value of the threshing machine because she does not understand this era.

Master Song only thought about it for a few seconds before giving the answer, "Just eight taels." It is better for such an important technology to be in the hands of the government.

The threshing machine is more expensive, so there will naturally be fewer farmers who can afford it, but the government can rent it out, either directly in gold or silver, or included in taxes.

For example, a village can have a few to a dozen threshing machines, and the villagers can use them by paying rent, which reduces the costs for farmers and benefits the government, killing two birds with one stone.

"But we can put a few in the village and the villagers can rent them. I think the court would be more willing to operate them in this way."

Because of this operation, the flow of iron into the private sector has been relatively reduced, but as productivity has increased, tax revenue has naturally increased.

Hong Lizheng's eyes lit up. This was a good idea, but he said, "I'll buy one too." Eight taels! It hurts so much.

But as a Li Zheng, he must be fair and just. He can't always give priority to his family, right? So he still has to own it. When he finishes plowing the rice, he can also rent it out, and then he can recoup his capital in a few years.

"But this threshing machine should be able to be used for a long time, right?" If the lifespan is too short, it won't be worth it, Hong Li was worried.

"Of course, I will make some gear oil later to lubricate and maintain the various iron parts and reduce friction. In this way, the life of the machine can be extended indefinitely and it can be passed down to generations without any problems."

If you are still farming for several generations, the threshing machine is undoubtedly a treasure.

"Okay, okay, Chang'an, hurry up and assemble it. I'll find someone to carry one back with you. I'll give you a good publicity and try to sell a few more units."

Eight taels of silver! The cost is at most four or five taels, right? Then there will be a profit of three or four taels. The Jiang family is going to get rich. Hong Lizheng is envious, but he has no intention of being jealous. He knows his own weight very well, man. , the most taboo thing is greed.

But Master Song disagreed. He had more important things for his disciples to do, "No, no, you and Shu Shen can assemble it yourself according to the drawings. Old man Chang'an wants to take him to draw the drawings. This news must be sent to Beijing immediately. , no delay.

Remember to leave a pair of accessories, this needs to be sent away with the letter." Because the summer harvest is coming soon, more grain can be harvested, and farmers will be less hungry.

Master Song took Jiang Changan away without waiting for anyone else to agree.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. The master was not here, so they were worried about what to do. "Shu Shen." Hong Li was just about to say something.

With the click of Li Shushen's last movement, a threshing machine was officially installed by him, "Huh? What? Why don't you install it? It's very simple and fun."

Come and be a coolie. It's fun to assemble one or two of these things, but if you install too many, you'll become numb. Who cares? More people must be pulled into the water.

Li Shushen looked at the public with an expression as if they were fools. Could such a simple thing not work? Is it true or false?

In the front yard, Master Song did not take Jiang Changan to the private school, but moved the table under the eaves next to Old Jiang. It was well lit and cool, making it the best place to draw.

"Chang'an, is the threshing machine ready? Is the effect pretty good?" Old Man Jiang heard the commotion and cheers coming from the backyard and almost couldn't sit still. If it weren't for not causing trouble for the children and not wanting to make himself a part of the excitement,

He just stood on crutches and watched the excitement.

Fortunately, Jiang Changan appeared in front of him quickly, otherwise, he would still have to endure the itching of his heart like ants gnawing at him.

"It's not bad. Grandpa, don't worry. Chang'an will go out and succeed immediately. This year's summer harvest will be easy."

While Jiang Changan was drawing with a wooden ruler and charcoal, she was answering Old Man Jiang's questions without any delay. She had a complete set of drawings in her system, labeled one, two or three pages, and just drew accordingly.

Master Song was immediately envious. How skilled is this little guy at drawing? "You can't make a mistake, right? This drawing is to be presented to the emperor, so you must be careful."

When Old Man Jiang heard this, he immediately did not dare to speak to disturb Jiang Changan, but he became even more excited in his heart. Yuqian? Does this mean that his granddaughter is drawing drawings for the emperor now?

Ah! Green smoke is rising from the Jiang family’s ancestral grave! Bless your ancestors!

"Don't worry, teacher, this drawing has been drawn by Chang'an. You can make no mistakes when you draw it with your eyes closed. After you finish drawing, you can compare it with the drawing in the backyard and you will know."

Jiang Changan didn't have to draw too easily. With a few strokes and a few words, she was able to draw a drawing. It was just a few lines, how difficult could it be.

Master Song was almost not jealous of his young disciple. Alas, okay, okay, he is old and his thinking cannot keep up with the activity of young people.

Old Man Jiang was smiling cheerfully. What should I do? He was actually very excited, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. As expected, people are in high spirits during happy events.

"Chang'an, you must paint well." Because the emperor wants to see it, it is an honor.

"Hmm." There were always people questioning her expertise, and Jiang Changan was helpless.

Anyway, Old Man Jiang thought again, "Chang'an, how many threshing machines do you want to make? Can you send one or two to your aunt's house? She has a lot of land. If she has a threshing machine, she will save a lot of money.

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Sister-in-law of the Jiang family is the youngest daughter of Old Man Jiang, and she married her childhood sweetheart, Xiao Wu of the Tian family in Duda Town.

The Tian family has six to seven hundred acres of land, which is more than the land owned by the landlords in the village. However, there are five brothers in their family, and Mr. Tian is also the youngest son in the family.

The young couple of the Jiang family are also hard to describe. Young people have the capital to be willful.

Old Man Jiang's gift of a threshing machine actually meant something to please and apologize to his in-laws.

Jiang Changan was still drawing the drawings, and answered without thinking, "Okay." It was just two threshing machines, and she could easily make them. Who asked the old man to open the golden mouth?

Moreover, the sister-in-law in my memory is still very good. I don't dislike her as a little fool. She always took care of her in the past. Even after she got married, she often bought clothes, snacks and other things to go home to her nieces and nephews.

Master Song was surprised. Did Old Jiang not know the value of a threshing machine? He only had one as a gift to the emperor, and you would get twice as many as you asked. It is really pointless and willful to be ignorant.

The summer harvest is just around the corner, and threshing machines at this time are quite precious.

"Old Jiang really loves his daughter." Master Song suddenly had a little bad idea.

Old Man Jiang didn't know why, "Hey, it's inevitable for the youngest child in the family to feel distressed, and she is causing trouble to her in-laws, cough! She has been taken care of by her in-laws over the years, and the parents must thank her.

Haha, this is normal family interaction, it should be, it should be."

Master Song also smiled normally, "Haha, yes, the Jiang family's life is getting better now. It's just a threshing machine for eight taels of silver. There's no pressure to give three or four of them as gifts." Finally, Master Song said with evil intentions.

The price of the threshing machine was quoted.

"Haha, yes, the threshing machine is only eight, 'plop'." With one mistake, old man Jiang fell from the recliner.

"Grandpa?!" Jiang Changan was shocked, how do you always do it? You can even lie down on a good recliner?

Jiang Changan stood up quickly, but Master Song stopped her. She was careless, but in the end it affected Changan's drawings. Who knew that Old Jiang's mental capacity was so poor?

"Old Jiang, are you okay?" Master Song personally stepped forward and helped Old Jiang up.

"Eight, eighty taels of silver for a threshing machine?!" Is the threshing machine made of silver? Why is it so expensive? Old Man Jiang was shocked.

"Yes, it's very cheap, right? Think about those beds, tables and chairs, each one can be sold for hundreds or thousands of taels."

For example, the furniture dowry of County Magistrate Chen's rich daughter was worth ten thousand taels, which was much more expensive than the average family in the capital.

She is just the daughter of a county magistrate. Needless to say, there is a profound meaning in this. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that there is something wrong with this county magistrate.

"This, this, this, is different. It is made of very precious wood, and it is made by a master, who spent several years carving it." It can be sold for tens of thousands of taels. In fact, everyone can accept it, because it is art.

Well, half of what people sell is due to their reputation.

"What's different? Half of this threshing machine is made of iron. It's made with advanced technology. It's very cheap to sell it for eight taels."

It's just that it's sold to farmers, and the most expensive price is this.

"Yes, where is the big eight silver, eight, or else, Chang'an, we won't give the threshing machine to your aunt." It's too much. The Jiang family is actually not that rich, right?

Although I have some money, my family is still building a house, and there are so many children studying.

"It's okay, sir. Eight taels is the selling price. In fact, the cost is only a few taels of silver. Our family occasionally has to give face to our aunt and support us."

Sister-in-law Jiang goes to her parents' house all the time to pick things up. Can the in-laws have no objection? Can the sisters-in-law have no objection? It's just that the Tian family is too lazy to argue with the two.

But if there is a reward, then Aunt Jiang will not be looked down upon by others, and she can continue to commit crimes with her beauty.

"Then, then, let's just have one machine. Two machines are too many." As soon as the quantifier "tai" came out, Old Man Jiang realized that he was terribly wrong. The threshing machine was definitely not a gadget, and it had already reached the level of machinery.

"It doesn't matter, just two. My sister-in-law has a lot of land, so she can use it."

While several people were chatting, Jiang Changan quickly wrote two sets of drawings and operating procedures for the threshing machine, which Master Song could use.

Plus a set of engine oil processing formulas, and this engine oil can be used on other iron tools, such as weapons.

Master Song's face gradually became serious. This young disciple must not have learned these things from his books.

She was stupid before, but suddenly woke up after being struck by lightning, and won the first place in the literary examination. If she was pretending to be stupid before, then she couldn't have so much experience and wisdom, right?

There is only one possibility. Like the first queen, she was favored by the God of Thunder and received the inheritance of wisdom.

So, the same goes for Li Shushen? Because that kid not only became firmer in character, but also improved in kung fu.

But Master Song didn't know that Li Shushen's skills were actually superior to all of them.

The master's prediction was indeed correct. The Star of Wisdom shone in the south, and it just came out of the mountains. Who would have thought that it was actually a mountain village? What a coincidence, right?

Mr. Song recalled that when he first came to the mountain village, the children he saw were so ordinary and stupid. It was really hard to describe them. Who would have thought that they would become talents in the end?

But he still tried his best to cultivate these children, because they were his sustenance.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off and he waited in the end.
To be continued...