I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Such as the manufacture of armor and water conservancy renovation, as well as the construction of cities in various places, are all done by craftsmen.

As time passed, the Ministry of Industry was left with the job of repairing houses for the royal family and the dignitaries, and no one asked them for other errands.

In fact, even if they were approached, they didn't have anyone to do it.

The previous Song Li, because of the artisan camp, was blocked and immediately fell ill. In the end, he was so angry that he told his old age and returned home.

He is not playing.

Ever since Zhu Zhangui established the artisan camp, the idea of ​​this old man was to transfer the artisan camp to the Ministry of Industry.

As a result, it has been several years. Not only did the artisan camp not be dug over, but the Ministry of Industry is almost empty.

There are rumors among the people that he is the most useless Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry in the history of China.

Song Li, an elderly man, couldn't bear the stimulation of gossip outside and being laughed at by other colleagues every day.

The old man Song Li left, and the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry naturally became vacant.

If it was in the past, this position would definitely be snatched away. After all, this yamen is only a little worse than the Ministry of Households.

But now that there is a vacancy, Zhu Pangpang waited for several days and no one recommended him, let alone recommending himself.

Zhu Pangpang also knew the reason.

Who wants to work in a department that only has a name, no power, and no people under it.

But one of the six parts couldn't be empty, Zhu Pangpang thought it over, so he asked Xia Yuanji to pick it first, and when he found someone later, he was taking over this position.

Zhu Pangpang originally thought that Xia Yuanji had concurrently served as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, so he would put it aside and only take care of his own household affairs.

But I didn't expect this old guy to be a guy who does what he does and loves what he does.

On the second day of serving as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, this veteran proposed to merge the Artisan Camp into the Ministry of Industry, and also proposed various development plans.

Zhu Pangpang would not agree to this matter.

Not to mention that the Artisan Camp is his son's painstaking effort, but with the current value of the Craftsman Camp, he is not willing to transfer it to the Ministry of Industry.

Without crossing over, the craftsman camp still belongs to the East Palace. Although the old man often uses it, the household

The Ministry is giving money.

But once assigned to the Ministry of Industry, the Artisan Battalion would belong to the imperial court department.

Zhu Pangpang, who has been in charge of officials for most of his life, knows very well those low-level officials who have no shit skills but are first-rate in causing damage.

Zhu Pangpang can guarantee it with his feet.

The artisan camp was assigned to the Ministry of Industry, and within 10 years it would be destroyed by these guys.

These 10 years are under the supervision of him and his son. If the two do not supervise, I am afraid that they will not be able to survive for five years.

The prince disagreed, and Xia Yuanji was not discouraged. When Zhu Zhangui came back a few days ago, he ran to the door in a panic.

For this guy's shamelessness, Zhu Zhangui is enough.

When he was the Minister of the Ministry of Households, this guy was thinking about his own money. Now that he is also the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, he began to dig his own roots.

Lao Xia is no longer an official.

Xia Yuanji didn't care about this.

In the words of this old guy, if you want to seek government in your job, you have to be responsible in which department you become an official, otherwise you will be sorry for the trust and salary of the imperial court.

"If you think about it again, if they join the Ministry of Industry, they will not be ordinary craftsmen, but officials with status."

"Besides, their work has made political achievements, and they can also be promoted. This is a great incentive for them. Maybe they should be encouraged here, and their research and development capabilities will be stronger."

Xia Yuanji didn't give up, and continued to persuade him while licking his face.

"That's right, don't talk about it. There's nothing to talk about. If you have nothing else to do, go back quickly. You have two jobs. I guess you have a lot to do."

No matter what Xia Yuanji said or tried to persuade, Zhu Zhangui just shook his head and disagreed.

That is to say, this person is Xia Yuanji. If it were someone else, Zhu Zhangui couldn't stand the nagging, and kicked him out.

Seeing that there is no hope of success today, Xia Yuanji didn't care, and took out a blueprint from his sleeve with a smile.

"Your Highness, I have something to do!"

Zhu Zhangui: "..."

"Next time you have something to say, don't mess with those vain people, be careful I will beat you."

Looking at the drawing handed in front of him, Zhu Zhangui took it angrily.

This guy is probably here for this matter, the previous matter is just mentioned in passing, it is best to be completely successful, if not successful, deepen it, the impact of the matter in Zhu Zhangui's mind.

Unfold the blueprint, which shows the territory map owned by Daming.

It's just an abbreviated version.

On the blueprint, there are dozens of routes criss-crossing, roughly summarizing the existing territory of Ming Dynasty.

"You are?"

Zhu Zhangui, who didn't understand, glanced at Xia Yuanji suspiciously.

"A railway map!"

"This thing has such a strong transportation capacity, as long as it is laid according to the above route, the taxes of all parts of Daming can be paid quickly."

"And in this way, the consumption is greatly reduced, and the court can save a lot of money."

Xia Yuanji, who was very excited, rolled up his sleeves and kept lighting up the lines, talking about future plans.

Especially for the train route from Jinling to Asan, Xia Yuanji emphasized that this railway must be repaired as soon as possible.

As long as this railway is completed, the food and minerals from Ah San's side will be continuously transported to Daming.

More importantly, with this railway, the control over the Asan area will be greatly strengthened, and there is no need to worry about troubles in the Asan area.

Xia Yuanjichang thought: "Your Highness, think about it, as long as this railway is repaired, if anything happens in the Asan area, our imperial court can quickly send troops there, and we don't have to work hard to push the army. Let the army step by step passed by."

Listening to Xia Yuanji's eloquent talk, Zhu Zhangui glanced at the old man unexpectedly.

This old guy is quite stingy on weekdays, why is he willing to spend a lot of money to build a railway?

And the eyes of this old man

Very advanced, many ministers in the DPRK and China don't understand what a train is at all. This old guy has already begun to plan the national railway network.

Moreover, the route was also designed very reasonably. The train route on the map used Tic Tac Toe as the main route, and other routes branched out based on these routes, connecting the entire Daming.

This old man probably put a lot of thought into this aspect.

After rolling up the map in his hand, Zhu Zhangui looked at the expectant Xia Yuanji, hesitated, and asked.

"Lao Xia, do you know how much the court will spend to build these railways?"

"Do you know how much manpower is needed to build these railways?"

"Do you know how long it will take to finish repairing these railways with Daming's current steel output?"

Xia Yuanji was stunned by the three consecutive questions.

He only considered the convenience of transportation. As for how much money would it cost, how much manpower would be needed, and how much time would it take?He didn't think too much about it.

After all, in his opinion.

The distance between Jinling and Beiping took only one year to complete the railway, which should be easy to build.

"This minister is not very clear, do you need a lot?" Xia Yuanji asked cautiously.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at him, handed the map in his hand to Hu Yu behind him and stretched out his finger.

"Well, let me do the math for you!"

"The railway from Jinling to Beiping is nearly 2000 miles (not kilometers) long. According to the report given to me by the railway department, the average cost per mile is 4000 taels."

"This still excludes the wages of the workers, and the food is a little worse. After all, they are all captives and criminals, and we don't need to pay for their wages."

"If it were replaced by ordinary people, the price would have to be increased by at least 100 taels."

"I used captives and criminals to build this railway. There were a total of nearly 50 people. It was built in multiple sections, and it was built in two shifts during the day and night. It took nearly a year!"

"According to the final statistics, the railway is expected to cost 800 million taels, and it will need frequent maintenance in the future. At least tens of thousands of taels will be needed every year."

"800 million taels!"

Xia Yuanji opened his mouth into an O shape, and plucked his ears in disbelief.

Zhu Zhangui nodded, "It's just a little bit more. This is not counting the locomotive. There are also later train carriages and station construction investment. If you add these, you will need at least 900 million taels of silver."

Taking the map in Hu Yu's hand, Zhu Zhangui spread it out and clicked on it.

"Your route is very good to be honest, but I don't know if your household department can bear the money and food consumed."

"You didn't say how many miles you need to build, but based on your graphics, I roughly estimated that at least 12 miles need to be built."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just build it at the price I use now."

Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand, took the abacus in the guard's hand, and counted it.

"12 taels per mile for 4000 miles is 12."

Crackling, the sound of an abacus dialing.

Zhu Zhangui put the abacus in front of Xia Yuanji.

"The railways planned by your old man need nearly 8000 million taels. If you include the various configurations of the railways, it is conservatively estimated that you will need 5 million taels."

Xia Yuanji's eyes were wide open, he looked at Zhu Zhangui with a serious face, and then at the abacus. After a long while, he suddenly reached out and took the blueprint in Zhu Zhangui's hand, and stuffed the scroll into his arms.

"Sorry Your Majesty, I have something to do with the household department, I'm sorry to bother you!"

Looking at the back of fleeing in embarrassment, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help laughing out loud.

But when he thought of that terrifying number, he couldn't help but feel pain in his teeth.

Nima, there is a long way to go for the nationwide railway connection!

Moreover, 12 miles is only preliminary construction, and at least [-] to [-] miles (not kilometers) are needed to operate nationwide.

Thinking of that terrifying number, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help scratching his tingling scalp.

He also felt that the imperial court had recently become rich and had a little money, and that after ascending the throne, he could rest and spend a lot of money.

But looking at it now, it seems that the court's money is nothing.

And that's just the construction of the railway.

Others include the construction of local roads, the reorganization and replacement of the national army, and the gold-swallowing beast of the navy.

After calculating one by one, Zhu Zhangui suddenly discovered that the court seemed to be really poor.

Zhu Zhangui also thought that when he came to the throne in the future and the court became rich, he would reduce or exempt the people's agricultural tax as a benefit of his enthronement.

The result counts.

Well, let the common people suffer for a few more years.

"Money, money, where do you get the money?"

Thinking that money will be needed everywhere in the future, Zhu Zhangui wondered how to get money.

Izumo's annual output is so-so enough for the imperial court to use.

Ah Sanguo mainly produces grain, and the money income is not much. In terms of minerals, the railway is not repaired, and even if they are obtained, they have to be transported by sea, which is time-consuming and laborious.

There is a saying in later generations that is indeed true. If you want to get rich, you must first build roads.

Looking at the gradually taking shape of the locomotive, Zhu Zhangui pondered for a long time with his hands behind his back, and then looked to the west.

"I wanted to leave you to my descendants to fight, but now I'm short of money, so I can only take you. You have signed so many treaties, and now it's time to pay them back."

Chapter 280: The widow makes the machine cavalry terminator, the Ming Yongle Shenwei heavy machine gun.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, great joy, great joy!"

After staying all afternoon, when the train was assembled and Zhu Zhangui was about to go back to report the situation to the old man, a craftsman rushed over excitedly.

"Hey, Master Wang, what is such a surprise, your wife gave birth to a fat boy for you."

Seeing that it was Master Wang from the ammunition room, Zhu Zhangui laughed and joked.