As a salted fish, I was forced to become the teacher of all ages

It has to be said that when Zhao Ren rushed in to criticize Huamanlou, the young people in the room all looked at this brat with a bad look.

In Xishan, who is not grateful to Huamanlou?

Even Liu Erhu, a brat with a thick head and a tiger brain, knows that he can eat a good meal because he is full of flowers, and every bite is a benefactor, let alone these young people?

Therefore, even if the shopping guide that Huamanlou said sounds like they are going to do business with Xiaoer, these young people have no doubts or resistances, because they know that if there is no Huamanlou, then they have to go to work with Xiao Er. Like their parents, they made a living by blacksmithing and working all day long, and they can't get out of this circle for generations.

Moreover, they could live a good life when Huamanlou was in Xishan, so if Huamanlou was promoted and transferred away in exchange for a two hundred and five in power, would they still have a good life?

But Zhao Ren's identity is unknown, judging by his complexion and his attire for the first two days, everyone knows that this brat is either rich or expensive, and only Liu Erhu's group of half-grown kids don't know much about these things to play with him.If he cheated Huamanlou, would they have a good life?

So this group of people stared at Zhao Ren viciously, as if they would come forward to deal with him if they disagreed.

Seeing this situation, Hua Manlou was also speechless, and Zhao Ren couldn't help being a little confused: "What's going on?"

Hua Manlou sighed and asked the shopping guides to share and rehearse what he taught today, and then dragged Zhao Ren out.

The two walked slowly on the central axis road of the living area, and the corridor was full of flowers: "Since you want to learn the principles of studying things, you should understand that studying things requires observation. You can observe the living conditions of these people in the factory area. Very good, but it’s not enough. The so-called investigation of things is like thinking that the ground has magnetism and smoke will float upwards, have you thought about the problems behind it?”

Zhao Ren is not a fool. After he calmed down, he felt that he was a little impulsive, and...

From what he has seen in recent days, he obviously thinks that this group of craftsmen are very good, and they are very hardworking. Forging firecrackers and so on also has a place in Da Zhao's military system today, but why do they look good and have a good image? It's okay, even the clothes are not as good as those people I see every day?

Seeing that he was silent, Hua Manlou continued: "You only saw that the life of the craftsmen is miserable, they can only drink yellow rice porridge mixed with sand, there is no big fish and meat on the table, and they don't wear silk and satin. They don't even have decent clothes... But have you ever thought about it, there are still many people in the world who would not be able to live in such a life!"

Zhao Ren looked at Huamanlou stupidly: "But...but now it's the rule of ZTE..."

Hua Manlou squinted at him: "Then have you ever heard of the saying 'prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer'? Oh, you definitely haven't heard of it, but it doesn't matter, anyway..."

Two craftsmen approached, and when they saw Huamanlou, they bowed their hands and greeted with a smile on their faces. Huamanlou returned the salute and continued: "Look at them, they can at least have enough food and clothing here, and work hard. There are still bonuses in time, although this bonus is very meager in your and my eyes, but in their view, the money is enough to buy some clothes for the wife and children, buy some meat to try something new, and even buy some old wine ...then they think it's a fairy-like day."

"But in the past? What kind of life do you think they lived in the past?" Hua Manlou pointed to the craftsman who greeted him just now, and sighed: "That man's name is Shi Dazhui. He used to be a member of Zaozao Bureau. His income is not enough for his whole family to have enough snacks. His mother was ill a few years ago, so he didn’t even have the money to pay for the medicine. He could only watch his mother die on the couch. The man next to him was Wang Ermazi. There was a boss who deducted wages, even though he worked so hard, he didn’t get much money, and now he’s in his 30s, but he hasn’t even married a wife…”

"But they are here, and no one deducts their wages. I even specially increased their treatment. The artisans who go to work and the logistics side provide a big pot of rice. Their wives and daughters can go to the logistics to help and have food. Children can also Reading..." Hua Manlou looked at Zhao Ren, smiled wryly and said, "I personally think this matter is very common, and I didn't even take care of them on purpose, but they still treat me as a benefactor."

"Just now in the room, didn't you realize that after you finished yelling at me, those young people looked at you in a wrong way?" Hua Manlou sighed again: "I don't think it's me who gave them kindness. , but they stubbornly believe that without me, they will not have a good life, so you keep accusing me of corruption and dereliction of duty, if I am dismissed, guess what will happen to them in the future?"

Zhao Ren listened to Hua Manlou's words stupidly, his mind was confused, he pondered for a while, and then said: "But I still don't understand, they...are they satisfied with this kind of life?"

Hua Manlou didn't answer directly, but turned around and saw a group of young soldiers patrolling, so he raised his voice, "Li Daniu, come here!"

A young man came out immediately, trotted to Huamanlou, and raised his hand in salute.

Hua Manlou nodded, and said to him, "Tell this young master how you survived after the disaster in your place."

Li Daniu, as his name suggests, looked a little naive, and when he heard the words, he said in a daze: "Yes, Mr. Qian!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to face Zhao Ren, and said loudly: "After the disaster, I first ate grass and voles, but when I couldn't catch voles, I could only gnaw bark and leaves. I was so hungry that I wanted to eat Guanyin soil and bluestones. But my mother didn't let me!"

Zhao Ren looked at Li Daniu foolishly: "Vole...can you eat it?"

"Report! I can eat it, but it's terrible! But I'm hungry, how can I survive without eating voles?"

Zhao Ren opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.

Hua Manlou nodded at Li Daniu: "Join the queue!"

Li Daniu left, but Zhao Ren was still in shock.

Hua Manlou said softly: "Vole, bark, soil, stone... have you eaten them all? Anyway, I haven't eaten them, and I feel sick to my stomach just thinking about them. You and I have been living in the middle of the capital, and we have come into contact with all kinds of things. People who are rich and expensive, they pay attention to the fine food and the delicate food, but these people can only eat this. Although... it is only when there is a disaster, but what do you think they eat when there is no disaster? Big fish and big meat? Or those things on the table of the dignitaries? Let me tell you, what they eat is not as good as the craftsmen in Xishan!"

Patting Zhao Ren on the shoulder, Hua Manlou smiled bitterly: "Now, do you still think I'm being mean to them?"

Zhao Ren stared blankly at Huamanlou, not knowing what to say.

"Most of the money given by His Majesty is used to buy materials and ores. The cost of the experiment is much more than imagined. Now the account is almost empty. What I am doing now is to get some money back. It can improve their treatment again." Hua Manlou looked at the children in the living area from afar, with a look of emotion on his face: "The so-called no reward for no merit, they treat me as a benefactor, but I really didn't do much. I'm ashamed..."

(Someone asks how many times a day and when... I don’t seem to be sure about this, but it’s always as much as I can. Occasionally, [-] words a day, try to ensure two changes when you’re busy, um)

137. Why not eat minced meat

What Hua Manlou said was from the bottom of his heart, and even he didn't know why he wanted to tell Zhao Ren these things.

Originally following the development route he designed himself, salted fish was his kingly way, but he has been so busy in Xishan recently that he doesn't look like a salted fish at all. It's hard to say whether there is a sense of shame affecting him. he.

Isn't it said that the heart of the house is kind, even if he worked in his previous life, he tended to be a house boy, so it can be seen that house boys are good people...

In short, every time he heard the craftsmen in the living area call him Engong, Hua Manlou's face would get hot, and he always felt that he should do something for these people.

The gratitude of the craftsmen was heavy, and it was always pressed in his heart, but others didn't seem to find it strange, so maybe it was because Zhao Ren had the same senses as him, that he rambled so much, and he also needed Relieve this stress a bit.

however……

It would be fine if Zhao Ren was really an official nephew, but as the prince of Zhao and the future emperor, what he saw today and what Hua Manlou said had a great impact on him.

It has to be said that places such as the capital and Jiangnan have better economies than other places, so people in these places generally live better, especially urban residents.

For example, "Yue Shi Bian" recorded the banquets of middle-class families in the late Ming Dynasty: "The family of the gentry, or the chief of the banquet, during a table, there are as many as dozens of delicacies of water and land. Even the common people and middle-class people There are as many as [-] or [-] grades in the family. If there are more than ten grades, it is an ordinary meeting."

The situation in Da Zhao is similar, needless to say for the scholar-bureaucrats, even ordinary rich households and middle-class households also have the phenomenon of "feeding for a while often consumes food for several months". In order to be elegant, various banquets are also held regularly.The banquets are all served with "cluster plates", "sugar wraps" and so on--similar to platters and pralines, extravagant, but people have become accustomed to it.

Most of the eight major cuisines were formed and then developed in this era, which shows the diet situation of this era.

However, the above are all above the middle class, so what about going down?

All I can say is, it's miserable.

Land annexation is a hurdle that feudal dynasties cannot overcome. In the middle and late stages of each dynasty, this kind of land and wealth will be gathered in the hands of a small group of people. The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer. Unable to satisfy food and clothing, they could only barely survive. Finally, a natural disaster caused many people to be unable to survive, and then they rose up...

Therefore, in the eyes of the artisans in Xishan, it is already a great achievement to eat enough, wear warm clothes, and have a warm house to live in.

Because of this, Zhao Ren didn't fall asleep all night.

Regardless of whether it was the few great scholars who came to the East Palace to give lectures to him, or the Hanlin attendants of Zhan Shifu, they had never told Zhao Ren about these things, nor had they ever told him what the life of the people outside was like. Today is under the rule of Zhongxing, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, even if there are occasional refugees, that is also an exception.

After all, the scholar-bureaucrats have never understood the living conditions of the people at the bottom, just like Huamanlou's previous life information is so developed, the people in the city don't know much about the life of the people in the impoverished mountainous areas. There is no reason.

In addition, quite a few of the scholar-bureaucrats lived under superior conditions, so that they didn't regard those struggling people as human beings at all, and even if they saw them, they would completely ignore them, so how could they tell Zhao Ren these things?

So from this point of view, the phrase "Why not eat minced meat" made Emperor Hui of Jin laugh for thousands of years, but can this matter really put the blame on Emperor Hui of Jin?can't you?

In the same way, as the Prince of Zhao, what Zhao Ren saw and heard today completely overturned his three views. Liu Erhu's bowl of old yellow rice soup mixed with sand and bran seemed to be dangling in front of him all the time. There was also a weird taste in his mouth all the time, which made him toss and turn and couldn't sleep.

People who live this kind of life are already satisfied, so what should those refugees be like?

These people are not stupid, nor lazy, and even very hardworking, so why are they so poor?

Zhao Ren couldn't figure out these two questions, and he tossed and turned on the kang all night, unable to sleep.

……

Hua Manlou didn't know that he gave the crown prince a shocking education, and this education had an immeasurable impact on the future, so he slept very soundly with Qin'er in his arms that night.

The next day.

The first batch of stoves have been built, and the craftsmen have smeared thick yellow mud on the inner walls as a heat insulation layer, and they can be used after drying.

Looking at the steeple-shaped stove sent by the craftsmen, Hua Manlou once again sighed with emotion for a long time: This thing can not only keep warm at home, but also a very unique decoration when it is not in use. It is more square or round than the one in the previous life. I don’t know how many times the stove looks better... What is ingenuity?This is!

A group of people tinkered with opening holes in the wall to install the chimney to the outside of the house, and then started a fire and added coal. When the fire was strong, the house was completely warmed up.

Standing by the stove and feeling the heat blowing towards our face, Hua Manlou was extremely comfortable: "Sure enough, this is what winter should be like!"

Several craftsmen were also quite satisfied with their masterpieces, and someone reminded Hua Manlou: "Gonggong, the deluxe version you mentioned is also ready, it's time to send it to Your Majesty today, right?"

Hua Manlou nodded, and just as he was looking for someone to load the stove into the car, Zhao Ren came.

"Huh? Why...didn't sleep well last night?" Seeing his tired face, Hua Manlou was a little surprised.

Zhao Ren looked straight at Huamanlou and said, "Can you sleep well? I just found out yesterday that there are still so many people in the world suffering from cold and hunger. I can't sleep just thinking about it."

Hua Manlou was happy: "I didn't realize that you still have such a compassionate heart?"

Zhao Ren ignored Hua Manlou's teasing, and asked directly: "Then tell me, how can these people be fed, clothed, and live a good life?"

Seeing that he wasn't joking, Hua Manlou sighed, "Let the whole world be fed and clothed... With all due respect, this matter may not be resolved in hundreds of years."

He said this is not unfounded, after all...

In the previous life, the economy developed rapidly and the social form changed, but even though most people can live a life that people in this era can't even imagine, there are still some people in remote areas who are poor, and there are even families with only one child. Pants, an example of who goes out who wears them.

Zhao Ren said anxiously: "Then we have to find a way, right? As long as someone does this, then...then some people will get better, right? Just like you, Xishan, even if they still have a bad life, they still can't get better. Can you survive? Moreover, and I think His Majesty was deceived by villains, not knowing that the people are living like this. If he knew, then..."

"That can't be helped." Hua Manlou rolled his eyes: "You think your majesty is a god, and you can conjure a large amount of food with just a lift of your hand?"

"But the treasury always has income, right? If it's used to help the people, it's possible to save a large number of people, right?"

No matter how smart he was, Zhao Ren was only a teenager in his teens.He thought about it all night, thinking of many ways to solve the problem of people's lack of food, and inevitably thought of treasury revenue.

In his opinion, the annual income is so much, but the people's needs are so little. If this part is used for relief, at least they can have enough food.

Hua Manlou looked at him speechlessly: "Let's not talk about whether you have the ability to open the national treasury, but do you know how much the imperial court's revenue is used for?"

Zhao Ren stared at him: "The use of the sky is not as good as this, right?"

Hua Manlou clicked his tongue and said, "Tsk, I said you have a long head just to look taller? Don't stare at me, think about it for yourself, Tatars, Wala, Japanese pirates in the southeast, chieftains in the southwest, these guys Attacking the border at every turn, what do you think of their danger? To defend against them, do you need to raise soldiers? Do you need money for military pay and food for raising soldiers?"

"This……"

"There is also river governance. If you don't know what river governance is, you must have heard of the nine disasters in ten years of the Yellow River, right? Once the Yellow River bursts, guess what will happen? Let me tell you, today's Kaifeng is It was built on the ruins of Tokyo in the previous dynasty, Tokyo was built on Bianzhou, and Bianzhou was built on the girder, so why is this so?"

"This one……"

"Do you want to take care of water transportation? If there is no water transportation, how can the south transport a large amount of supplies to the north? After the water transportation is cut off, more people will starve to death in the capital!"

"Uh……"

"There are also the expenses of the clan and the salaries of officials, do you want to give them?"

"..."

Zhao Ren rolled his eyes when Hua Manlou choked on him, but he had nothing to say.

After Hua Manlou finished spraying, he patted Zhao Ren on the shoulder and said, "It's a good thing to have ideas, but don't shame yourself if you have unrealistic ideas."

Zhao Ren suddenly raised his head and said, "The people in the clan are full of food. It's not too much to reduce their expenses, right?"

Hua Manlou said with a smile: "Yes, I think so too, but do you think you can reduce it? Or do you think this matter should be discussed by your father and His Majesty?"

Zhao Ren stubbornly said: "So what's the point? Everyone in the clan is so rich that they still cry about being poor and want subsidies from the court, but the really poor can only eat rocks and dirt!"

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "Oh, then go and try it out, don't blame me for not reminding you if you get beaten up."

Zhao Ren said angrily, "Why do you have to be beaten?"

Hua Manlou said: "Your father is a member of the imperial court. If he opens his mouth to reduce the clan's expenses, he might be hated by someone. When he is attacked by these people, do you think your father will end well? And there is no one." If you attack your father, His Majesty will not make any changes in this matter."

"Why?"

"Cough...it's inconvenient to say, let your father tell you."

Zhao Ren said angrily: "Then I'll go back to Beijing now, and I will definitely ask this matter clearly!"

Hua Manlou said with a smile: "Oh, go ahead, and help me bring something to Uncle Zhao to deliver to His Majesty, and say that this is the wish of Xishan. In addition..."

Hua Manlou was suddenly gloating. He went into the room and picked up a box of gold sore medicine and handed it to Zhao Ren: "This is for you. According to my Qin'er, this thing is very effective. You are a rat's tail juice~"

A young man who has never been beaten by society, after so many beatings, you have a long memory, right?

(Extended chapter ~ there will be more in the evening ~)

138. How did Huamanlou do it?

From Huamanlou's point of view, no matter whether it is official salaries or clan expenses, they cannot be reduced.

The reason is very simple. Blocking people's money is like killing your parents. If you have already killed your parents, why should they kill you?

Like the Ming Dynasty, the salaries of officials in Dazhao were very low, which was rare in all dynasties. For example, the Song Dynasty was a model of high salaries to support honesty.

In Huamanlou's previous life, someone calculated Bao Zheng's annual salary, converted the things issued by the court into silver according to the prices at that time, and then looked at it according to the purchasing power of silver. It seems that it will exceed one million soft sister coins.

But the officials of Da Zhao...

I said earlier that the annual salary of a county magistrate is only 45 taels of silver, so what is the purchasing power of 45 taels of silver?

In fact, before the age of great voyages, the output of Chinese silver was very low and foreign silver did not flow in large quantities, so the purchasing power of silver was very sufficient. According to today's average rice price, one tael of silver can buy nearly Five hundred catties of rice, if converted into Ruanmei coins without considering productivity, generally exceeds 1000 yuan.

What's more, because the purchasing power of silver is too abundant, many people have never seen silver in their lives, and they can't use silver. Copper coins are enough-that is to say, some novels and books can be eaten for a few minutes. The thing about the ten taels of silver is true and a little bit of two: You said that you put ten catties of silver or something on the door, are you looking for someone to grab it, or are you doing weight training?

However, although it seems that the 45 taels of silver are very sufficient, as a county magistrate, you must have a few dog-headed masters, right?The servants at home, the bearers who go out, and all kinds of expenses to support the scene also have to spend money?If you don't have these things, you will be looked down upon by everyone!