Peng Yuyan and his team exchanged salt smoothly.
They did not return to the tribe with several carts of salt, but went to Xinzhou City.
They don’t know yet that Xinzhou City has gone crazy for salt!
At the same time, Fu Xiaoguan received information about Xinzhou and Lanqi Commercial City from the ant colony.
He looked at the information, smiled slightly, and handed it to Tuoba Kang:
"It seems that this first step has been achieved. From now on, salt from the salt fields will be continuously supplied to the markets of the two regions. The financial problems of the autonomous region have been initially alleviated. Well, next year will be even better."
Tuoba Kang was shocked when he took a look at it. One hundred thousand kilograms of salt from each place were sold out in a short time!
There are still many merchants looking forward to the next batch of salt!
All the shops and houses in Xinzhou and Lanqi Commercial City were sold out on the same day... It seemed that those merchants were determined to take root in these two places because of the salt.
Thanks to the arrival of these merchants, the two places are now extremely prosperous.
In addition to the trading market, shops on other streets have gradually opened for business. If this continues, these two places will become commercial centers around next year!
Tuoba Kang looked at the information excitedly. In his eyes, he seemed to have seen the numerous restaurants, teahouses, various cloth shops and gold shops in these two places.
What follows is tax revenue, not just taxes on salt and iron!
Those commodity merchants have to pay taxes. If the two places really become commercial centers, how much tax revenue can this bring to the autonomous region?
"Next, the salt fields must be expanded. This is one aspect, but the main goal is to increase government revenue. Remember, for the next three years, excluding operating expenses, 30% of all government revenue will be invested in road construction, 30% in new workshops, 30% in schools and teachers, and the remaining 10% will go to the national treasury."
"On the other hand, we must ensure that all the people are prosperous. The planning of the six states is the top priority of the government!"
"Only by thoroughly implementing the plans for the six states can the people earn money... Old Kang, the prosperity of the people is the foundation of everything we do! You must convey this point to all officials below you at all times. If any of them act in a perverse manner..."
Fu Xiaoguan took a sip of tea, his expression suddenly grim. "You're just trying to get me into trouble! If you don't do it, it won't be a good look when I do it."
Tuoba Kang was startled and quickly replied: "Your Highness, please rest assured. The Inspectorate has been established. As long as the black sheep are found, I will chop off their heads!"
"Hmm..." Fu Xiaoguan nodded. "To govern a chaotic world, we must use severe punishments. We must kill those who are corrupt, those who are corrupt, and those who are idle in their positions. Only then will the government be clean. Only when the government is clean will it be efficient, and all officials will be dedicated to serving the people instead of just accumulating wealth. Only in this way can this flower of the north bloom even more beautifully!"
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Another autumn rain falls.
Peng Yuyan and his party passed through Yanshan Pass - but now Yanshan Pass is in name only and the gate has never been closed again. After all, this place now belongs to the Chi Lechuan Autonomous Prefecture.
There were still mottled bullet holes on the wall of the pass, and a few tattered flags stood bleakly in the autumn rain.
She just looked up once and didn't look again. The group passed Yanshan Pass and arrived at Xinzhou City in the evening.
The rebuilt Xinzhou City is no longer as massive as it once was. It even has no city walls, and naturally no soldiers guarding the gates.
It is an undefended city!
They pitched their tents outside the city—all their cattle and sheep had been exchanged for salt, and they had no silver in their pockets!
Yu Dingshan and his two siblings walked out of the tent, looked at the city in the rain, and asked their mother, "Is this where Grandpa used to live?"
Peng Yuyan nodded.
"Shall we go into the city and take a look?"
Peng Yuyan thought for a moment and said, "You guys go ahead, I'll take care of the salt."
Ku Chan was also very interested, so several young men happily stepped into this new city.
He originally thought that even if this once deserted city was rebuilt now, there would not be many people, but he did not expect to see such a prosperous scene after entering the city!
Even in the cool autumn rain, there are still many pedestrians on the streets.
On both sides of the street, many shops have already opened.
The air was filled with the aroma of food and the faint scent of wine. Groups of people were talking joyfully, and if you listened carefully, you could tell they were mostly talking about business, and the main topic was salt!
"That salt is so good, but unfortunately I came too late and didn't get it, ah...!"
"That salt is 500 coins per pound. If I buy it and sell it back home, I can get at least 800 coins. This is a profit, wow, I've never seen such a profit in all my years of doing business."
"It is said that this salt was also made by Ding'anbo, and no salt permit is required, so it can be bought and sold freely. Why would Ding'anbo only sell such a good thing for 500 coins?"
"Ding'an Bo wants quantity. You all saw it. One hundred thousand kilograms of salt was produced in just a short time. I will definitely invest more in the future. Don't worry, I bought a shop and a house in Xinzhou City to run this salt business."
"That doesn't make sense. How much can a salt field produce in a day? 20,000 to 30,000 jin is a lot, right? This stuff is so popular, why bother with quantity? Even if it's 800 wen per jin, I guarantee it will be sold out in no time, and there's still profit margin. Selling it to Jinling or the wealthy places south and north of the Yangtze River, 1,000 wen per jin is no problem. So... I don't know what Ding'an Bo is thinking, but it's a huge benefit to us merchants..."
A group of people walked past Ku Chan and others and entered a restaurant nearby. Ku Chan naturally heard their discussion and did not understand the deep meaning behind Fu Xiaoguan's pricing - that guy was rich, so he probably didn't mind selling it for an extra three hundred coins.
With no money in their pockets, the young men wandered around for a while and then left the city, but suddenly they saw a lot of people outside the tents.
What is going on?
Could it be that there are robbers?
Ku Chan and the others rushed over quickly, only to hear someone almost pleading with Peng Yuyan, "Boss, six hundred coins, how about that? I'll buy all your salt for six hundred coins a pound!"
Another merchant raised the price: "I'll give you 650 coins per catty. I want them all!"
"I'll give you 700 coins!"
"Seven hundred and fifty wen!"
"Eight hundred wen, and the rest is yours!"
The two businessmen were like fighting roosters, their faces red and their ears flushed, neither of them giving in.
When the price reached 800 Wen, the thin merchant shut up and glared at the fat merchant fiercely. He took a deep breath and flicked his sleeves, "Fatty Qian, you are so cruel!"
He left angrily with a group of servants. Fatty Qian looked at Peng Yuyan with a charming smile, "Boss, eight hundred coins per catty, that price is acceptable, right?"
Peng Yuyan looked at him calmly and said two words: "Not for sale!"
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