He doesn't hear what's going on outside the window, and he only reads the books of sages.

Outside the academy, the Jiang Qing family was not idle, and quickly reached a new agreement with the government on the development of salt wells.

The main content of the new agreement is to discuss tax issues, but the salt tax was set extremely high, and the government took away 50% of the benefits.

The two Meishan Salt Tax Supervisors, plus the Transshipment Department, have changed from direct operators to supervisors. Their duty is to keep an eye on the aristocratic families and prevent them from evading taxes.

The Shijia received 50%, and then established a Sitong trading company, through which it controlled the exclusive rights to operate Lingjing salt.

Correspondingly, Sitong Bank, as a branch of Sitong Company, used the expected salt production in the Lingjing area as a deposit to issue 150,000 Xianjing salt banknotes to supplement Meishan's currency shortage.

In addition to acceptance, banknote banks are also responsible for guarantees, small loans, mortgages and many other financial services, which are things that people in the Song Dynasty have long been doing.

The denominations of private banknotes are much smaller than those of Huizi and paid banknotes. They are numbered as five, two, and one, covering denominations from five hundred to ten. They are well-printed and have a strong currency value. Once released, they immediately became a popular daily currency in Meishan area.

The credit currency used in the exchange.

In order to make the output equal to the issued currency value, new wells began to be drilled around Dahong Well and Wulong Well.

With so much capital, the Jiang Qing family began to purchase cattle and horses on a large scale to replace insufficient manpower.

Most of the cattle and horses were mobilized by the Erlin tribe from their own tribes, and some came from Dali and Tubo.

On the southern commercial road, the sound of caravan bells was heard all the time.

No one would be foolish enough to bring only cattle and horses, as they usually have Southwest goods on their backs.

Things are becoming more and more valuable: rattan wares, copper wares, incense, rhinoceros elephants, fire-huan cloth, various southern gems...

A recruitment notice was posted at the dock. The salary was 250 cash per day, two meals were provided, there was a dormitory, and you could bring your family with you. It recruited homeless people to live in seclusion and work on the mausoleum.

The Meishan Prefecture issued an official document stating that for all those who come to Meizhou to engage in well work, the family will be responsible for paying off the debts owed, without interest, and they will be returned slowly in installments. The prefectural government is responsible for resettlement, and after one year, based on the results of the work, they will be registered in Lingjing.

Refugees and those who have fled their households can take this opportunity to become regular residents of the Song Dynasty again.

As soon as this policy was promulgated, Meishan Wharf immediately became a beggar camp. Poor families with children and children came from as far away as Kuizhou by boat to beg. There was an endless stream along the way.

Cars, boats, shops, legs and teeth, they deserve to be killed even if they are not guilty.

However, the Sanjianghe Gang actually acted as a great benefactor during this personnel transfer.

It's not that I don't want to be bullied, but the problem is that those people who took the boat are much poorer than me! They have only a few rags on their bodies and a broken bowl in their hands. They really can't scrape out any oil!

If I hadn't eaten young master Su's beef for half a year, and now I have a chance to repay him, plus Jiang Qing paid per head, I would never have accepted this job. It's not a bad luck!

Therefore, although the men were rude in words, rude in behavior, and unclean to the female guests, when they arrived at Meishan Pier, they were surprised to receive a lot of thanks.

Because after arriving at Meishan Pier, my life was finally saved.

The charity sheds at the wharf and the Earth Temple were all involved in busy relief activities.

Shopkeeper Cheng San was sitting at the dock and personally conducting the command. Looking at the ragged crowd and the eight and twenty-seven mothers who were so busy that their foreheads were sweating, he kept shaking his head: "You're a sinner, why do we still have so many miserable people in the Song Dynasty...

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The county magistrate was also shaking his head beside him, tapping the notebook in front of him with a pen: "They usually rely on powerful people, but once something goes wrong, these people are not far away from death. You see, this family is responsible for five hundred and twenty

With just a piece of writing, he was forced to flee with his whole family. Tragic, really tragic..."

Several people working in the dental industry around him immediately flattered the two good men. They acted as the middlemen in the contract, signing a document and getting a share of the money.

Cheng San said: "Five hundred coins, isn't it just two days' wages in Meishan City?"

The county magistrate shook his head: "This is a farmer. Lao Cheng, you think the rest of the place requires so much labor? Five hundred coins is nearly one stone of rice. A poor family lives on porridge and vegetables. Do you think they can get nearly a hundred kilograms of stored grain?"

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Cheng San shook his head: "Zhang Gong is still benevolent, and he understands the people's sentiments. If you are more negative than consistent, only consistent is the top rule."

The county magistrate rolled his eyes: "Old Cheng, do you think that this way the subordinate officials will have no chance to take action? If the lawsuits in various states and counties are worthy of being fought, they will definitely make false claims."

Cheng San smiled and said: "False reports are just false reports. Zhang Gong said that if you bear too many grievances, it means that there will be many victims under the rule, which will affect the performance evaluation. You will not be allowed to transfer within three years. You can only choose one between future and greed."

The county magistrate laughed loudly: "There is also the problem of hidden households, and the refugees who fled several years ago are now a knife hanging over their heads. The meaning is very clear. This is to give everyone a chance to wipe their ass, and the accounts should be settled.

Clear the account quickly."

"If you lose those Dingkou, you can immediately use a hidden household to make up for it. The Ding tax and land tax are usually not as high as the output of the fields. You can see, in short, the benefits will not fall into the hands of others."

Cheng San said: "Each of you can clean up your own affairs and get by as long as you can. What the bachelor wants is political performance, and the opportunity for local people to live in seclusion and to live in seclusion is narrowed, not to rectify the officialdom. Therefore, the states below

The county must all be grateful."

The county magistrate repeatedly said: "So if you can do fortune telling, you are a bachelor! But you and I, Old Cheng, can only sit on the dock and bask in the sun!"

Another boatload of immigrants arrived. The two stopped chatting, sat upright, and waited for the new round of registration.

It is now April, the time when immigration is slow, and the number of immigrants has reached a peak in the past few days.

A boatload of people came down, and each family was organized into a burlap shirt. They took a shower first, washed themselves and changed into clothes. They then went to the greenhouse to get a bowl of beef bone soup and rice. After eating, they came over to register one by one.

There was a scholar in his late thirties who was nearly thirty years old. Everyone else had changed into new clothes after washing, but he was still wearing his own shabby clothes.

Sitting on the stone steps of the pier, the scholar held a big bowl and his tears fell into the bowl.

A woman was holding a child, apparently his wife and child.

Cheng San then waved to him: "That man over there, yes, the one in the robe, means you, come here."

The scholar quickly wiped his face, straightened his tattered clothes, and came over to salute Cheng San and the county magistrate: "Student has met two benefactors."

Cheng San waved his hand: "I'm not some benefactor. I'm a few gentlemen from aristocratic families. Are you a scholar?"

The man cupped his hands and said, "I am ashamed of myself as a student. I have studied for a few years and am ashamed of my ancestors."

Cheng San asked: "Why don't you put on new clothes?"

The man bowed and said, "The student was taught by the saints at a young age, so he doesn't want to change his shirt."

Cheng San couldn't help but shake his head: "You're stubborn. But since you have this ambition, it's up to you."

The county magistrate turned the book over and said, "Read this paragraph carefully."

The man took the book and read: "Here is Huang Youtian, a native of Luzhou, and his wife, Huang Zhang. They have a son of four years old and a total of three people. Bingshen is coming in April. It is said that the last year's water overflowed and there was no harvest, and the rent and tax owed were owed.

Hegu was worth three liters for one stone. I was so frightened that I had no plan, so my whole family fled. Now I am willing to give up my farmland to repay my greed, and move to Meishan. I will never regret it again."

The county magistrate nodded: "Where are you from? Since you are a scholar, how come you have joined the fugitive team?"

The man's face was full of shame: "It's so painful for students that I really can't bear to talk about it."

The county magistrate said: "If you want to register in Meishan, you must have a clean family background. If you don't tell us, we can't accept you."

The man cupped his hands and said: "Student Li Yun is from Jiajing and has a clean family background. There are also several salt households in the industry who can vouch for the student."

The county magistrate nodded and said, "That's possible. Do you have any debt?"

The man said: "The student has no debt, he just wants to find a livelihood in Meishan and start his life again."

The county magistrate said: "Then you go to eat first, and then come over with the guarantor families after eating."

The man bowed and left.

Cheng San then said: "Looking at his temperament, he is really a scholar."

The county magistrate snorted: "I'm afraid that he is too pedantic and upright, and has offended the local powerful people, so that he can no longer live in the country. Even if he has reached this level, he still has to guard his status as a scholar..."

After speaking, he pointed to his brain: "I'm afraid there is something wrong here."

When Li Yun returned to his wife, he saw two children standing in front of her.

One is a teenager and the other is five or six years old. They are Zhang Qi and Su Xiaomei.

I saw Su Xiaomei took out an egg, opened it, and put the yolk into my wife's bowl: "My brother is still young and has been hungry for a long time. Wife, just soak the rice in rice soup and add the egg yolk. Don't let my brother touch the oily meat first."

Mrs. Li Yun's wife thanked her in a low voice, but Zhang Qi looked impatient: "Little sister, please leave quickly, Eight Niangs are calling us. And if you give away your daily quota of eggs, my second brother will be angry if he knows."

The second brother's lethality is equal to zero in mathematics for Su Xiaomei. Su Xiaomei raised her head and found that there was an extra scholar, and said: "Are you this lady's husband? A scholar?"
Chapter completed!