Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

Secondly, in doing so, the salt farms will collect a certain business tax every year according to their output.

In this way, big businessmen only need to wait for the money to be counted.

As Di Xin explained all these details.

The scene was instantly quiet.

The ministers breathed tensely for a while.

Although they didn't understand many things Di Xin said, they did understand the business model.

Moreover, everyone can understand.

This business model, in simple terms, is contract distribution!

Of course, for people in the Fengshen period, even the clever Wen Taishi didn't understand such an advanced marketing concept.

"Your Majesty, Shengming, is really comparable to the Three Emperors and Five Emperors!"

Master Wen couldn't help being excited.

Such a virtuous and enlightened ruler can not only benefit the people, but also stabilize the court.

He finally felt that he could let go completely and let Di Xin do it lavishly.

Similarly, some ministers in the court have their own properties.

In this way, wouldn't they also be able to intervene in the distribution of salt and sugar?

Who can't get along with money?

Di Xin actually knew about these.

It can even be said that all of this was done with his tacit approval.

But the premise is, don't bully the people.

And there is no way to do this, the big businessmen are really too poor now.

At this time, Grand Master Wen raised another question: "The salt tax proposed by the king can indeed fill the national treasury, but what the old minister is worried about is that today's big merchants, whether they are businessmen or ordinary people, may not be able to spend this money. Capital, how to do it?"

Di Xin was no exception to Wen Taishi's ability to ask this question.

Just because you don't understand something doesn't mean you're not smart.

After all, Wen Taishi was able to become a disciple of the three generations of Jiejiao when he was young, whether it is luck or wisdom, he is top-notch.

Puzzled by this, Di Xin replied with a smile: "Master Wen, don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet."

While speaking, he glanced at the ministers present, and said again: "My dear friends, don't worry. I haven't eaten all morning. You must be hungry."

With that said, everyone's stomachs growled.

In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, except for a few practitioners such as Wen Taishi, there are still ordinary people after all, how can they do without food.

After finishing speaking, Di Xin ordered someone to recruit the imperial chef.

"In my spare time, I made something new, and everyone shared it with Gu."

Immediately afterwards, the imperial chef brought some grills.

And a lot of food was pierced by iron skewers.

Seeing this, Bigan couldn't help being curious, and asked, "My lord, what is this thing?"

"It's called barbecue. Aiqing puts the food on it, then brushes it with various seasonings, and it's ready to eat after it's cooked."

While speaking, Di Xin did it himself, and all the ministers followed suit.

After the food was cooked, all the ministers admired it after taking the first bite, and fell in love with this way of eating.

In particular, Dawang actually developed various powder sauces, which are called seasonings.

“Simply delicious!”

"Yeah, and this cumin, if you sprinkle a little on it, maybe the gods and gods in the sky haven't enjoyed it, right?"

Even Grand Master Wen, who has always been prudent, began to eat meat skewers with big mouthfuls.

Di Xin ate the barbecue, looked at the ministers, and continued: "Grand Master, I will explain to you the questions you raised earlier. At present, the merchants and common people of the big merchants do not have much capital, but people are dead. Yes, the tree is alive, we can work around it."

"For example, for those who have no capital and want to operate, you can give them credit."

"Oh?"

Grand Master Wen was very interested, just like a curious baby, listening carefully.

"Let some people get rich first, and then squeeze the wool out of the people who got rich first."

Speaking of this, Di Xin's mouth suddenly outlined a playful arc.

"I think all of you Aiqing here have some spare money at home, right? Will you give up such a business?"

The ministers who were binge eating barbecue were taken aback for a moment.

That's right, they do want to participate, but they don't want to be the target of being plucked.

Di Xin didn't care about this, and continued: "You can all participate. This business model is called shareholding and dividends. It means that you invest the capital first, and when you make a profit, you will share the money according to your respective investment."

"In this way, won't we have the capital in the early stage?"

Hearing Di Xin's words.

moment.

The ministers no longer feel the smell of the barbecue in their hands.

===Chapter 16 Let's break into the palace together===

For a moment, all the ministers looked at King Zhou and Di Xin with resentment.

And what Di Xin said was right, no matter how poor they were, as nobles, it was impossible for them to have no money.

Even the poorest have a little bit.

Of course, the money is all obtained by each of them in their own way, using some ways of earning extra money in private.

In any case, almost every minister and nobleman has his own methods and channels.