On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the contestants of the Iron Window Sect were brought to Nanchan Temple next door to Canglang Pavilion.
When everyone arrived in front of the Main Hall, they saw that the firewood pile under the big iron pot in the courtyard was burning brightly, and the Laba porridge in the pot was cooking fragrantly.
This moment is just like that moment, and everyone can't help but feel as if they are in another world; it also seems that the past year is just a dream.
"Your Highness has arrived..." The eunuch's loud singing brought them back to reality.
His Royal Highness King Jia Hai of Chu, who was half a head taller than last year, was still dressed in a blue dragon robe and a mink fur hat, and appeared in front of everyone with steps as if he didn't recognize his relatives.
"The guilty people pay homage to Your Highness." Everyone prostrated on the ground. "Your Highness is a thousand years old!"
"Let's all get up." Zhu Zhen's attitude was much gentler than last year. After everyone sat down carefully, he said with a smile: "I thought I invited you to drink Laba porridge last year, and we happened to be together this year, so I don't want to invite you again.
Have a drink."
"Thank you, Your Highness, we are so ashamed..." After hearing this, everyone said with shame: "I didn't realize His Highness's kindness at the beginning, and I suffered a year in vain."
"Your Highness is so kind-hearted to give us another chance to sit here." Their attitude of being humble to the ground this time was in sharp contrast to their unruly attitude last time.
"Hahaha, if you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater good." Zhu Zhen laughed and said:
"Didn't the Buddha also say, 'Put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?' Besides, you are not extremely evil people. You have also worked very hard this year. Of course, I will give you another chance to eat porridge."
"Thank you, Your Highness..." Everyone burst into tears of gratitude. Of course, they would not be so stupid as to think that the opportunity His Highness mentioned was just for eating porridge.
"Young man must cherish this opportunity and never let His Highness down again!" They rushed to express their opinions, wishing to show His Highness their hearts.
"Haha, okay, that's right." Zhu Zhen waved his hands happily and said: "I want to bring you to make a fortune together, but I don't want to lead you into a ditch. Why do you want to go against me? It doesn't make sense.
Well."
At this time, the monk put the cooked Laba porridge into bowls and distributed it to everyone on the table.
"Come on, let's talk while drinking." Zhu Zhen picked up the porridge bowl with a smile, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. Not to mention, the Laba porridge cooked in this temple has the same flavor as the one in the palace.
In fact, it is mainly because Boss Zhu is too frugal and always orders to use the leftover old rice to cook porridge...
After everyone thanked them, they started to pick up the bowls of porridge and sipped them with great appreciation.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, His Highness took the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and then continued: "Oh, by the way, there is another good news that I haven't told you. Just yesterday, the second batch of commercial ships sailing to Nanyang was safe.
When we returned to Liujiagang, all the silk we carried was sold out, and together with the Nanyang treasures we brought back, the profit must have exceeded ten times!"
"Your Highness is really the reincarnation of the God of Wealth. Even Shen Wansan back then couldn't compare to Your Highness!" Everyone hurriedly praised without saying anything:
"From now on, maritime trade will be in the hands of His Highness, and the Shipping Department will make a lot of money!"
It would be a lie to say that you are not jealous, but no one cares about being jealous now, flattering is more important.
"Hey, when you say this, it sounds like I want to monopolize everything." Zhu Zhen shook his head and said: "I do have the ability, but I can't do this. It is not kingly to make the country rich and the people poor. We must let everyone
It’s really good when everyone makes money and is good to everyone.”
"That's why I said at the beginning that the City Shipping Department welcomes everyone to come on board. We share profits and risks, hoping that everyone can make money. Then, everyone will work for the common people and earn more wages. This will not
Are we all living a good life? This is when big rivers have water and small rivers are full. This is the true kingly way."
In the past, the wealthy people would have just ignored these words. But everything that happened in Suzhou City this year gave them a deep understanding of His Highness's words.
Zhu Zhen said with a sigh: "But you don't appreciate it, and you still follow Lu Zhonghe to oppose me. I have no choice, so I have to do it alone."
"We are so ignorant of praise, we are not human beings..." Everyone shed tears of regret.
"Now that the most difficult time has passed, I still have to return to my original intention and not let Shibosi live alone." Then I heard His Highness King Chu change the topic and said:
"So, starting next year, the Municipal Shipping Department will only be responsible for shipping, tax collection, and most importantly, ensuring the safety of the shipping routes. As for the cargo on the ship, it will be the responsibility of the recruited maritime merchants. Again, everyone shares the risk.
Profit sharing. Let’s make a fortune together and become bigger and stronger together!”
"Wow..." Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, His Highness's mind is indeed too broad.
It is really not something that ordinary people can do when they are willing to share the opportunity to make money at this time.
Of course they are willing to become maritime merchants, but when they think about themselves being prisoners, they know that things are definitely not that simple.
"So, what are the conditions for becoming a maritime merchant?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"There are no conditions for becoming a maritime merchant. Anyone can still board the ship, as long as you can afford the cabin." His Highness said loudly: "But, in order to maintain the brand of our Daming products and to ensure everyone's profits, only
Only products that have been certified can be put on board.”
"Certification?" Everyone grasped this unfamiliar word keenly, knowing in their hearts that things were not that simple.
"The exported goods must be inspected by authoritative organizations. This is to avoid shoddy goods, shoddy goods, and damage to our Chinese brand." His Highness the King of Chu looked at his tool, and Teacher Luo explained patiently.
road:
"For example, silk products. They must meet the specified size, weight, appearance, gloss, texture... and pass multiple tests such as wear resistance and fading to be considered qualified export products. Of course, porcelain, tea and the like are also
They all have their own inspection standards.”
"Then where is the authoritative agency?" Someone asked the key point.
"Our Suzhou silk must be inspected, certified and graded by the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau before it can be exported." Teacher Luo said. He sighed softly in his heart. There is no one better than Cao Thief...
Everyone also sighed secretly, Tu Qiongdiao saw that he was right.
Zhu He also showed a look of sudden realization. Although he had guessed before that His Highness would tie the food stamps to silk, he would let them sell them and buy them back.
But there was one thing he never thought about - this year, all the big companies in Suzhou worked hard to expand their production capacity. They almost recruited all the weavers from Jiangnan, working in two shifts day and night, and weaved a volume that could only be produced in several years in the past.
Suzhou cannot digest such a large amount, and there is no need to digest it. Will the newly woven silk produced by ourselves next year not be fragrant? Why use the silk produced last year for export?
At that time, Zhu He thought of two ways for His Highness. One was to make it cheaper and exchange it at a discount, but this would result in a loss. The other was to make it mandatory that only by buying silk from the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau could one be qualified for export. But that would be too pretentious.
Ugly.
But I still underestimated His Highness. I didn't expect that he would solve this problem by simply throwing out the word "certification".
