Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

Zhang Song's words choked the magistrate, his old face flushed red.

"Sweet and sweeping the floor, are you still shameless?" Seeing that the master was being bullied beyond measure, the master yelled from the sidelines.

Yuchan put her hands on her waist and said, "Huh! It's true that standing up and talking doesn't hurt your back. Isn't our master worthless for his hard work? When you are spending time and wine, he is still busy. When you are drinking flower wine, he Ha is busy with work, but you still dislike the sale of three pennies, what's the matter?"

Zhang Song chuckled, not minding Yuchan's interruption.

The master was suddenly confused, Zhang Song's servant is too arrogant, right?
What identity?
So presumptuous, how did he, Zhang Song, educate his subordinates!

"If you are not satisfied, then bye, you two go away."

Seeing that they couldn't reach an agreement, Zhang Song simply stopped talking with them.

If we continue to talk about it, it's simply not right.

Nothing interesting.

"It's easy to say, easy to say. As the saying goes, business needs to be discussed." The magistrate stared at the master fiercely and said.

The master was murdered by the magistrate, as disgusting as eating a fly.

He hated Zhang Song to the core.

I have seen arrogant ones, but I have never seen such arrogant ones.

"No need to discuss!" Zhang Song didn't want to be polite to him at all.

For him, politeness meant room for moderation.

Now he has no room for relaxation at all.

As far as he is concerned, he just wants to get rid of this guy who is not liked by him earlier.

In the eyes of others, the boss is the sky.

But to him, the boss is a fart.

He is a flyer of the air every second, every second, and he is afraid of a ball.

Hit me if you have the ability.

Seeing Zhang Song hanging on like this, the government hid its resentment in its heart.

To be honest, the price Zhang Song offered was really a conscience price.

As we all know, gold is valuable and medicine is priceless.

This is a life-saving thing, there is an urgent need right now, even one tael of silver and one artemisinin is not too much.

Those unscrupulous merchants dare to sell for ten taels...

"Okay..." the prefect was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied.

Zhang Songdao: "Since this is the case, we must make a contract."

"Does this count as the government's participation in the business of merchants?" The master asked weakly.

"Of course it counts, but it's a matter of urgency. I can't control so much."

The prefect is also helpless.

After all, the Dragon Boat Festival is just around the corner.

There is a dragon boat race.

Now the entire Jinling area is preparing for the Dragon Boat Festival.

If a senior official or a prince who visited in private saw malaria everywhere around the county, it would be fatal for him, the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture.

If it is easy, he will be dismissed from office, but if it is serious, he will be beheaded.

Therefore, he can only buy artemisinin from Zhang Song.

The preliminary terms of the contract are that Zhang Song will provide the magistrate with 1000 million tablets of artemisinin.

Each piece is calculated according to three Wen.

3000 million coins is 100 million silver.

The entire Yingtian Mansion simply cannot afford so much silver.

After all, under the policy of light corvee and low tax, 100 million silver is not a small amount.

The contract is signed.

What the magistrate took out from his pocket was Hongwu Tongbao.

This Hongwu Tongbao is not seen at all.

Because in the eyes of traditional people, copper coins, silver, and gold are more suitable.

As a hard currency riveting item, it can be used as a bargaining chip.

People simply don't like a piece of paper to anchor the goods.

To put it bluntly, I have no confidence and trust in such treasures as Hongwu Tongbao.

It's the same as anything as a currency, the key is whether people believe it or not.

Seeing the banknotes one by one, Zhang Song couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows.

"What's the matter? Master Zhang? You don't think you can't say that the Daming banknotes are bad, do you? It was issued by His Majesty the Emperor. If you don't recognize it, it's against the law!" The master looked like he had succeeded in his tricks.

Zhang Song twitched his nose and said, "Ah, I didn't say no."

Now that Zhang Song has to admit it.

He had to use up the money quickly.

Otherwise, what should I do if these treasures depreciate in my hands?
In people's hearts, there is nothing that gold and silver cannot buy and sell.In my heart, I still regard gold and silver as hard currency.

Why not Zhang Song?

He doesn't trust paper money.

Such things as banknotes can easily reap your wealth if they are completely distributed indiscriminately.

They thought that Zhang Song hadn't noticed that there were counterfeit banknotes in these Daming treasure banknotes.

In ancient times, anti-counterfeiting was very poor.

Daming banknotes are made of ordinary paper.

Therefore, this is also where Zhang Song became frightened.

It's too easy to fake.

Find someone who is skilled in craftsmanship, and he can easily carve out the template of the Daming Banknote.

What's more, you can get stamps and printing inks for treasure banknotes everywhere.

This makes Daming Banknotes very easy to imitate.

"Master Zhifu, you are still crying poor in front of me, and you can take out 100 million two big Mingbao banknotes at will. You are richer than my Liuhe County!"

Zhang Song's words shocked the old magistrate.

He has ghosts in his heart.

It made him a little guilty, but as a veteran in the officialdom, how could he be so frightened by this situation that he has no idea?

Soon, he calmed down.

Wiping his beard, he said, "What are you talking about? It's all put together by several counties and the government... Speaking of Mr. Zhang... the money is in place, where are the goods?"

"Already prepared!"

In the past few days, he has not stopped the steam engine.

It is running 24 hours a day, and tens of millions of artemisinin have been produced.

The combined population of several counties in Yingtianfu is about three million.

The population is the largest urban area in Ming Dynasty.

After all, as the political center of the entire Ming Dynasty, a large number of people came here attracted by it.

The safest place in the country, according to people's consensus, the capital city is of course the safest place.

In the Hongwu Year of the Ming Dynasty, in addition to foreign countries coveting and wars happening from time to time in the border area, bandits and water thieves were rampant.

So that everyone yearns for the capital.

The security and economy here are much better than those in the frontier.

Therefore, the natural population base will grow exponentially.

1000 million tablets of artemisinin, it can be said that it is still stretched.

After all, there are a lot of mosquitoes in summer.

After being bitten, malaria occurs a lot.

1000 million must also be good steel used in the blade.

In this way, the people of Liuhe County couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

How happy I was to be born under Zhang Song.

Zhang Song gave free artemisinin to the people under his rule.

And the counties next door have to ask for money to buy.Otherwise, Zhang Song would not give it at all.

After sending the magistrate away, Zhang Song saw that it was still early.

He gave the treasure to Yuchan and said, "Go and buy some real estate shops. The best ones are on the bustling streets. The master wants to open a shop."

"Didn't the Ming Dynasty expressly prohibit officials from doing business?"

"I do business in the name of the imperial court, and all the things I get belong to the imperial court." Zhang Song is not a fool.

The name he used was also operated in the name of the court.

All proceeds go to the court.

Part of it is paid to the imperial court, and the rest is still used for the livelihood of the people in Liuhe County and benefits for the people.