In the tax superintendent's office, one million taels of silver were made through fines.
Among them, 900,000 taels were handed over to the Guangchu Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The remaining 100,000 taels belonged to the Yamen bonus at Yuzhu's discretion...
However, after plagiarizing the dozens of white gloves owned by Laojiu, Yuzhu had another five million taels of silver in his hands, as well as a large amount of land, shops and servants.
Yuzhu knew in his heart that he could not keep most of the five million taels of silver. Kangxi would definitely find various reasons to take it to the palace.
But, after all, the money to support five hundred tax collectors is definitely enough.
Kangxi had many ways of asking for money. Today he would build a rockery, tomorrow he would build a pavilion, and the day after tomorrow he would pay back wages to Fengtai Camp. He quickly got four million taels from Yuzhu.
In the blink of an eye, Kangxi had collected all the money to build some of the scenic spots in the Three Yuanming Gardens and to tour the South.
Kangxi was satisfied, and many of the things Yuzhu wanted to do were given satisfactory answers.
For example, when vegetable farmers on the outskirts of Beijing delivered vegetables to the city gate, Yuzhu sent people to buy them and then resell them into the city, Kangxi readily agreed.
Why not just exempt vegetable farmers from the city gate tax and allow them to sell vegetables in the city?
The reason is actually very simple. There are ruffians and street bullies in every street in and around Beijing.
Vegetable farmers alone cannot fight against these ruffians.
Vegetable farmers go directly to the city to sell vegetables. Eventually, the city gate tax that Yuzhu is exempted from will flow into the pockets of second-rate people in the form of increased space-occupancy fees.
However, the nature of the government-supervised and privately run affordable vegetable store established by Yuzhu is different.
Any local ruffian who dares to blackmail Yuzhu's government-run vegetable seller is the longevity prince who has hanged himself. He's tired of living!
It took no effort to get the vegetable vendors under Yuzhu. They were all shopkeepers and clerks who were captured by ransacking their homes.
Originally, according to the custom after the imperial court ransacked a house, these shopkeepers and clerks would be sold into slavery.
Now that Yuzhu has given them a way to live freely, how can they not work hard to express it?
According to the standard of arranging a vegetable vendor per kilometer, Yuzhu's affordable vegetable shop soon covered the entire inner and outer city of the capital.
In this way, the vegetable farmers in the suburbs paid less tax and could just take the money and leave as long as they delivered the vegetables to the city gate.
It is no exaggeration to say that after hearing the news, vegetable farmers from all over the country were all beaming with joy.
As for Yuzhu, he monopolized the vegetable markets inside and outside the capital, and adopted a strategy of small profits but quick turnover, so he had to make a small profit no matter what.
The dishes in the morning are fresh and more expensive, and are suitable for consumption by wealthy people. The dishes after the afternoon meal are sold very cheaply because they cannot be stored for a long time and the quality is poor.
In just over ten days, vegetable prices in the inner and outer cities have dropped by at least five times.
Food is cheap so people can afford it.
The change that followed was that in addition to white radish, there were also various cheap varieties in people's vegetable baskets.
In this way, a very virtuous cycle is formed, and vegetable farmers, jade pillars, vegetable sellers and city residents all benefit a lot.
After this shot was launched, Yuzhu's affordable rice business also quietly spread.
Mipuzi were all copied shops, and Yuzhu didn't cost a fortune. The shopkeepers and shopkeepers of Mipu were also captured and were free slave labor.
The grain sold was actually the monthly lumi of the banner people. This lumi was mixed with so much sand and stones that even the servants refused to eat it, so they had to sell it.
After Yuzhu purchased it, he sent someone to make a sieve for rice selection. This sieve is exactly the same as the sieve used by sand turning workers.
The shovel shoveled the rice and sprinkled it on the sieve. The rice passed through and the big rocks were sifted out.
Among the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, Kangxi was the one who paid the most attention to people's livelihood. Price levels in the capital were secretly reported to the palace every day.
Yuzhu stabilized vegetable and rice prices in the capital without much effort.
The foundation of the rule of the Qing Dynasty was a little more stable, and Kangxi naturally looked at Yuzhu several times.
While playing chess, Kangxi said with a smile: "You have done a good job. From now on, all the rice obtained from Tongzhou Jingcang Tao will belong to you."
Yuzhu smiled slightly. Kangxi hadn't realized it yet, but he actually had one of the largest cash flows in the capital.
Which business is the most profitable these days?
It's neither silk nor cotton, but salt, rice and vegetables.
Salt, vegetables and rice are what common people eat every day.
Especially for rice and vegetables, which may seem like a small amount of money, but the cash flow is actually extremely considerable.
Yuzhu has no intention of getting involved in the salt matter. The water there is too deep, and if he touches it, he will definitely offend a large number of powerful people.
"Old man, some profiteers are very unscrupulous and frequently evade taxes, which is really intolerable. However, the tax collectors in the tax patrol camp are very incompetent. I plan to rectify them, retain the strong and eliminate the weak.
They will recruit a new group of tax collectors."
Since ancient times, anything involving military power must never be rushed and must be done slowly.
Yuzhu did not act recklessly, but laid the groundwork for a long time.
It wasn't until Kangxi saw the huge political achievements and understood the importance of stabilizing rice and vegetables in maintaining the foundation of banner people's rule that Yuzhu casually said what he really wanted to do.
It was just a tax camp, with no artillery, no muskets, no armor, not even bows, and only a few hundred people.
What's more important is that Yuzhu is not a Han, but a serious nobleman under his banner, and he is one of his own.
Kangxi, no matter how sophisticated and shrewd he was, was limited by the environment of the great era, how could his knowledge be compared with that of Yuzhu?
This time, Kangxi was really careless. He was completely unaware of the far-reaching significance of the military and political university at the foot of Pagoda Mountain, and he easily agreed to all Yuzhu's requests.
After Yuzhu left the palace, he sent Sun Chengyun to personally handle the matter of recruiting tax collectors again.
Yuzhu's request is actually very simple. He doesn't want any city dwellers. He only wants three or four cubs that can't be fed by farmhands in poor mountain villages.
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City dwellers who are thoughtful, knowledgeable and have some wealth are naturally not suitable to follow Yuzhu in doing big things.
This is not a question of class origin, but a question of interests.
Those who have permanent wealth generally do not have the foundation to do big things.
After all, what Yuzhu wants to do is extremely risky. If something goes wrong, the whole family will die.
It only took ten days for Sun Chengyun to bring back more than fifty young men who were good-looking but powerful.
These young men stood in three rows. Although the formation was not neat, they were still energetic.
"Everyone, take off your left straw sandals." Yuzhu ordered for the first time, but something embarrassing happened. No one understood what he said.
Young men, you look at me, and I look at you, with confused faces and a bit at a loss.
Yuzhu thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but sweat. He was wrong. Modern people have long been accustomed to the sense of direction, front, back, left, and right, but the ancients didn't know it.
"Let me demonstrate and take off the shoe on this foot." Yuzhu squatted down and took off the official boot on his left foot.
"Okay, everyone, follow my example and take off the shoe on this foot together." Yuzhu pointed to his left foot, which was only wearing white socks, and asked everyone to take off the shoe together.
However, some people took off their left shoes, while others took off their right shoes, which looked weird.
Yuzhu understood. He was facing everyone, and no one had a sense of direction, so it was easy to make mistakes.
"Wu Sheng, come here." Yuzhu was always not afraid of difficulties. He called Wu Sheng over and asked him to stand at the front of everyone with his back to everyone.
Yuzhu knelt down and took off the cloth shoe on Wu Sheng's left foot, leaving him bare. Then, when Yuzhu taught everyone how to take off their shoes, very few people made mistakes.
After several repeated corrections, the young men all had their left feet bare like Wu Sheng.
"The side with bare feet is the left. The side with shoes on is the right." Yuzhu took the trouble to teach everyone the difference between left and right.
There was no way, because they were all illiterate, so it took Yuzhu more than two hours to teach them to recognize left and right.
As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. While Yuzhu is educating everyone, he is also constantly summarizing experiences and lessons.
After letting everyone know his left and right, Yuzhu began to train everyone and learned a few simple military training commands.
"When I say everyone has it, everyone does this." Yuzhu quickly put his legs together and stood at attention.
However, just the action of standing at attention has been practiced for more than an hour, and many people still make mistakes and make fools of themselves.
Although there were not many people at the scene, Yuzhu had to correct the wrong actions of more than fifty people one by one. He was not only tired physically, but also mentally.
During the break, Yuzhu felt that he was a bit like Zhao Kuo on paper. He could talk eloquently and speak eloquently, but when it came to actual training, he still encountered many problems that he had never seen before.
For example, many commands in modern military training cannot be copied directly, and improvements need to be made to suit everyone's situation.
A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so Yuzhu simply took the pen in hand and began to write his first military book, "Taxing Ding Cao Dian".
Everyone has it, which is obviously inappropriate. Yuzhu thought about it and simply changed it to: everyone pays attention.
Stand at attention, no need to change. Look to the right, no need to change. Cross the column, which has the same meaning as standing at attention. For these illiterate people, it is still too cumbersome, so I deleted it.
When Yuzhu was writing the code of conduct, the young men sat in a group, talking and laughing loudly as if no one was around.
Well, there is still a need for dedicated personnel to enforce military discipline. Yuzhu's heart moved slightly and he picked up his pen and added this article.
The method of training illiterates is definitely not the same as training young intellectuals.
After entering the new century, the modern army no longer recruits junior high school students. However, these people under Yuzhu are almost all illiterate.
Once the thought of beating a military stick came to Yuzhu's mind, he could never leave it.
In addition, the military is a hierarchical place, so how can officers and soldiers be treated the same?
After gathering the team again, Yuzhu shouted loudly: "Niutai, come here."
Niu Tai took long strides, walked to Yuzhu, bowed and said, "Master, please give me your instructions."
"Here, this is for you." Yuzhu put the thick wooden stick in his hand into Niutai's hand and ordered, "In the afternoon training, anyone who makes a mistake will be given three sticks on the buttocks."
, I’ll leave this matter to you.”
(PS: Zhugong’s training team has started training. There is no movement on the monthly tickets. It’s time to reward them.)