As the fleet sailed into the river mouth, Yuan Hua stood on the bow and shouted excitedly.
There is almost no difference between him and a savage now. His messy hair hangs casually behind his back, his skin is dark, and he is tightly wrapped in clothes made of the fur of an unknown beast. The shoes on his feet are also made of animal skin.
Fortunately, some of the soldiers on the ship knew how to make shoes, otherwise they would have returned barefoot.
Zou Yan stood behind Yuan Hua, too excited to contain himself.
Yingzhou is so miserable!
I thought I was going to a fairy mountain, but I didn't expect it was a wasteland.
Not only are the beasts thin, but the crop yields are extremely low. The indigenous people on the island live a primitive life of slash-and-burn farming and do not even know how to sericulture.
It was still late spring or early summer when they went there. Who would have thought that winter would come in a blink of an eye, and they could only wear animal skins without bringing any winter clothes.
Earthquakes and tsunamis occur frequently on the island. They, the Central Plains people, had never seen such a scene before, and they almost couldn't come back.
"You are... General Yuan Hua." After receiving the news, Zhao Miao rushed over and stood on the shore to confirm again and again, and finally recognized Yuan Hua.
"It's me. I immediately arranged for people to prepare hot water and meals. These past six months have simply been a miserable life." Yuan Hua said loudly, "There are cargoes in the cabins of the five ships behind. You need to take people to unload them... You must be able to
Someone you trust.”
After saying that, Yuan Hua jumped off the boat directly.
Suddenly, a strong stench came from Yuan Hua. Zhao Cong quickly covered his nose, looked at Yuan Hua in horror, and quickly retreated back.
"Is this the naval admiral of our Zhao Kingdom?" Ge stood in the distance, suddenly feeling a little worried about the future.
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Seeing the expressions of Xunzi and others, Zhao Kuo knew that they did not understand. It was not that they were not smart enough, but that the times had restricted their thinking.
It is difficult for them to separate money from items. In their view, money is gold, bronze, silk, grain and other valuable things.
Of course, paper also has value, but the value of paper is not directly proportional to the face value.
This is what puzzles them the most.
"Anyway, that's generally the case. I, Zhao Guo, only have as much money as everyone sees." Zhao Kuo waved his hand, and he did not intend to continue to explain.
"Then... doesn't it mean there's not a penny?" Kong Bin stood up and said in horror, not even noticing that the tea in his cup spilled onto his robe.
He has always been in charge of the internal history, and he knows it very well. Apart from food, silk and other items, there is not a single copper in it.
He always thought that Zhao Kuo transferred the money away. After all, as a king, Zhao Kuo's ability to govern the country was obvious to all, and money could play a greater role in Zhao Kuo's hands.
Although Kong Bin was a little unhappy, he couldn't say anything.
Who would have thought that we really have no money!
Co-author Zhao Guo’s wealth is all fake!
"How can the internal history think so? The Handan City that is about to be completed outside is not money. The college is not money? Those roads, canals, saline-alkali land that are disappearing, as well as chicken farms, goose farms, and pig farms,
Breweries and cement plants are not money? Weapons, armor, and ships are not money? Money is money only when it is spent, and it will always be just copper plates stored in the treasury." Zhao Kuo said.
Money only has economic utility when it circulates. The more places the same money circulates, the greater the economic value it will drive and the more industries it will activate.
This is also the reason why Zhao Kuo tried to dig out the money buried by those nobles in the ground. Countries in the Central Plains were already in a money shortage, but you guys still buried the money in the ground.
"Then... what if an accident happens?" Zhao Sheng said worriedly. He had just learned that there was not a penny in the treasury.
You know, there has been a legend circulating in Handan that every early morning, a cart full of copper coins would drive into the palace from outside the city, so Zhao had endless money to spend.
Zhao Sheng naturally didn't believe it. How could a mere cart of copper coins be enough for Zhao Guohua?
"Let's not say that there will be no accidents. Even if there is an accident, I can use the money from the future and the money from the six countries first." Zhao Kuo said with a smile.
The credit system has been established and is supported by the entire Zhao State. So what if those businessmen know the principle? After getting used to paper money, can they still go back to the era of truckloads of copper coins being traded?
After the Jiaozi thunderstorm, the Song Dynasty changed to issuing Qianyin, but didn't merchants continue to use it?
After the Guanzi thunderstorm, didn't merchants also start to issue Huizi on their own?
Compared with copper coins, the convenience and safety of banknotes are unparalleled.
Needless to say, which one is more likely to be robbed is pulling a cart full of copper coins or carrying a few banknotes in your pocket.
What's more, Zhao's banknotes were issued only after calculation. As long as there was no joint run by two countries the size of Wei, there would be no chance of a thunderstorm.
When Yuan Hua comes back, even if the two countries jointly run on him, Zhao will not be afraid.
However, it is a bit dangerous to play with the credit system in this era, especially when only Zhao Kuo understands it. If something unexpected happens, it is very likely to be missed.
Therefore, there must be sufficient deposit to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
As for whether the deposit is gold, silver, or bronze, it doesn't matter. Anyway, all the countries in the Central Plains recognize it. The difference is at best the price.
Of course, gold and copper have wider circulation, one is responsible for the upper nobles, and the other is responsible for the middle and lower classes.
Silver is only a precious metal, not a currency, because China's local silver is too scarce and the quality of the silver mines is poor, so there is no such condition.
It was not until the Song Dynasty that the economy was highly developed and a large amount of silver flowed into China, which gradually stabilized the status of the currency.
Of course, this does not affect the use of silver. Just like silk, although it is not currency, it is recognized no matter which country you get it, and it is recognized by anyone outside China.
So Zhao Kuo is not picky. It is not his own mine anyway, so why should he be picky? He can dig whatever he can, and he can dig as much as he can.
Kong Bin and others left, their steps a little slow, their eyes a little blank, Zhao Kuo's words still echoing in their minds.
"The king just said that he can borrow money from the future? Can he also take the money from the six countries and use it?" Kong Bin murmured. It was difficult to imagine what kind of method this was based on his knowledge.
"From what I've seen, Your Majesty's expression doesn't look fake." Xunzi said in a deep voice.
"Then what kind of army do we need? If we just bring all the money from the six countries to Zhao, what else can the six countries do to resist? Even an army of 10,000 is enough to sweep across the six countries." Zhao Sheng said.
"How can there be no price for such a heaven-defying method?" Wei Wuji glared at Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng suddenly stopped talking. Wei Wuji was right, this kind of magic power must come at a huge price.
"If you want to strengthen your country, you should stick to the right path. Your Majesty knows that if you don't use the method, we will only be self-defeating." Xunzi said, completely dispelling everyone's thoughts.