MTL - Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister-Chapter 471 folk voice

  Chapter 471 Voice of the People

  Yu Xiaolian naturally wouldn't refuse Su Jinghua's request to write a letter to Su Jingyue. Now is not the time before, when he wanted to send a letter and asked someone. They are officials, and they can send letters casually through the imperial post.

  Su Jinghua ran to the cabinet on the kang, took out a letter that had been written a long time ago and handed it to Yu Xiaolian, "Then I will trouble my sister-in-law!"

  Yu Xiaolian nodded Su Jinghua's forehead, and said dotingly, "Why are you being polite with your sister-in-law."

  Yu Xiaolian inquired again about what the lady teacher was teaching Su Jinghua recently, and learned that Su Jinghua was learning to write poetry recently, and after telling Su Jinghua to learn from the lady teacher, Yu Xiaolian went back to her room.

  The roads and main streets in Yangcheng County are made of cobblestone roads, but the roads in the alleys are mostly dirt roads, which are very muddy and difficult to walk when it rains. Su Jingchen decided to build the roads in the county first.

  Considering that there would be malicious vandalism before the cement was dry, after the cement was paved on the road, Su Jingchen would send someone to guard it until the cement was completely dry.

  Cement is something that people in Yangcheng only hear its name, but not its shape. Therefore, on the first day of construction, there were many spectators on both sides of the road.

   There were a lot of people watching the excitement, and some of them were from rich families. When they saw the cement solidified into a solid stone slab, they were very surprised and expressed their willingness to buy cement at a high price.

They are all very shrewd people, and they immediately saw that cement can be used in a wide range of places. It would take many days to chisel and grind a stone slab, but only with this cement, as long as there is enough manpower, it can be done in a few days A fortification can be built.

Su Jingchen wasn't stupid enough to reject those who offered to send money. Although he doesn't have any in stock now, he and Yu Xiaolian have not been in vain for so many years. Su Jingchen waved his hand, "You can pay a deposit to make a reservation. Li Xiancheng paid a deposit, but the cement grinding process is relatively slow, so that everyone who needs cement can buy it, and each household is limited to five vehicles, first-served, first-served."

   "It just so happens that the outer wall of my house is weathered, and I'm planning to pick up the heavy base. I'll order five cars!"

   "The backyard of my inn is full of potholes when it rains. The guests complained more than once. I also came to five trucks of cement to pave a cement road and improve the environment of the inn."

   "Master Su, I wonder how much this cement costs per car?" Some people want to buy it, but they are afraid that the price of the cement is too high and they cannot afford it.

  The cement factory can produce more than 400 trucks of cement with 2,000 people working every day. Therefore, the price of this cement really cannot be too low.

  The key point is that ordinary people will not be tempted to buy this thing, so Su Jingchen is not relentless when he kills a big family, "A car of cement costs three taels of silver."

   Hearing that it was two or three, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Three taels are not expensive. I want to cover my yard with concrete. Mr. Su, my yard is three-entry. Five truckloads of cement is not enough. Look, how many more truckloads can you sell me?" There is a mustache Tu Feiyuan moved close to Su Jingchen.

  Su Jingchen held the posture of the county magistrate, shook his head and said, "No, five cars per household is already the most, and only these five cars have to be repaired in Yangcheng before you can pick up the goods.

   But even if the road is finished, our Yangcheng Cement Plant will not shut down, and you can have as much as you want, it's just a matter of time. "

Tu Feiyuan squinted his shrewd little eyes, and smiled obsequiously at Su Jingchen, "My lord, I heard that the cement has a proportional formula. If you don't follow the formula, it won't be strong. We'll spend fifteen taels of silver to get it." How embarrassing if I gave up Fangzi."

   "Although this cement recipe is priceless, I don't want to use it for profit. It is my original intention to benefit the people and future generations!" Su Jingchen said in official language, but also his sincere words.

  Building a concrete road doesn’t mean it’s done once and for all, but at least he doesn’t have to spend time and money on road repairs every year. The cement road can last ten or eight years, and he is very content.

  After the road is built, the river embankment is repaired, even if it solves the problem of repairing and repairing every year.

  Tu Feiyuan originally wanted to test it out, but he never expected Master Su to be willing to take out this cement recipe and share it with everyone.

In fact, Su Jingchen and Yu Xiaolian had already discussed the matter of the cement prescription. If they hold on to the prescription and don't let go, they can indeed make a lot of money. The cement will even make more money than any of their businesses, but in order to benefit everyone The hearts of the people, they gave generously.

"Master Su, Gao Yi!" An old man's voice was very excited, "Your Excellency has given us medical treatment and medicine since he came. A few days ago, he even wiped out the bandits in Wuyuan Mountain, and now he is busy repairing cement roads for the people. Master Su , good officer!"

  The old man knelt down towards Su Jingchen, "Master Su, please be respected by this old man!"

   This old man seemed to be a supporter. With him driving the atmosphere, others also praised Su Jingchen one after another.

   A crowd of people knelt on the ground.

  At this moment, Su Jingchen was very excited. It turned out that the common people remembered everything he did.

  It turns out that being able to help others is such a happy thing.

  Su Jingchen took a long breath and suppressed his excitement, "Get up quickly, as your parent officer, this is what I should do."

   Seeing that Su Jingchen was a talkative person, the old man boldly inquired about the autumn grain tax.

  After the disaster in Yangcheng, the previous county magistrate not only did not reduce or exempt the grain tax, but after the disaster eased a bit, he began to forcibly collect grain tax, and even excessively required the people to make up the grain tax owed during the disaster.

  In a word, he doesn't care whether the people harvest food from the fields, anyway, you have to make up enough for the catty he wants to collect.

What? not enough?

  If you want to go if you have a move, if you don't, die!

  The regulations on the amount of taxes and grains are stipulated by the imperial court, and Su Jingchen can't make the decision to reduce or exempt them. However, if only the taxes and grains were paid, the people would not be so sad. In addition to the taxes and grains, the former county magistrate also cleverly set up a few extra miscellaneous taxes.

   Miscellaneous taxes are exempted, as long as the tax and food are enough!

  As soon as Su Jingchen finished speaking, the whole scene was full of commotion.

   Some clapped their hands and laughed happily, some laughed and cried, and some silently thanked Goddess Guanyin for giving them a good official in Yangcheng County.

  Jun Mobai raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard the news from the spies, "I didn't expect that Su Jingchen would be so clever and win over some people's hearts so quickly."

   "My lord, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not?" Fu Qing was a little apprehensive.

"you say!"

   "The treatment at Yangcheng Cement Factory is better than ours. I don't know where the corvettes here heard about it. Many people talked about it in private, saying..."

  Fu Qing paused, closed his eyes again, gritted his teeth and said, "It is said that the prince exploits and oppresses the people. In short, the reputation of the prince outside...is very bad."

   Speaking of which, Su Jingchen was also to blame.

  If Su Jingchen hadn't set a precedent for paying corvees, the reputation of their lords would not have been belittled like this.

   You know, since the drought in the Northland, the disaster relief work and post-disaster reconstruction work are all thanks to their lords' hard work. Fortunately, Su Jingchen has come and directly overwhelmed their lords.

   "What if they still have opinions? Could it be that they still dare to rebel?" In fact, Fu Qing didn't say anything, Jun Mobai also knew that those corvees had opinions on him.

   But what about opinions? He is the king of Linzhou, he is the biggest in Linzhou, and anyone who refuses to accept it has to be held back by him.

   "Rebellion is not allowed to be rebellious. It's just that the story is spread to ten and ten, and the subordinates are afraid that the reputation of the prince will be bad.

  How about...the subordinates go to Yangcheng to make Su Jingchen stop paying those corvees. "Fu Qing actually didn't understand what Su Jingchen was doing.

  He has never seen an official who doesn't love money!

  When the spies reported back that the cement factory spent more than one hundred taels a day, Fu Qing was very surprised. Isn't Su Jingchen stupid?

  He wants to spend the money that can be saved, but this is the first time he has seen such a different official.

Over the years, as long as the superior gives an order, the folks have to come to work for the government. They don't pay money, they only eat one meal a day, and they have to be whipped if they work too slowly. This is Fu Qing. The service scene in my impression.

   As a result, his more than ten years of cognition was overturned by Su Jingchen.

  Jun Mobai waved his hand, "One official and one order, let's let him go! Su Jingchen is capable, if I get him down, I will be even more angry if someone is as stupid as a pig!"

Anyway, Su Jingchen gave him a cement recipe, and assisted him in ransacking several corrupt officials' homes and bandit dens. In just a few months, he won tens of thousands of taels of silver without any effort, Jun Mobai Still very satisfied.

  Being able to serve the common people and satisfy him, I have to say that Su Jingchen does have two talents.

   As for the reputation, as long as he builds it a little later, these corvees are not enough to affect the overall situation.

   "However, Su Jingchen is exempted from all exorbitant and miscellaneous taxes. If you only pay taxes and food from the household department, then you, my lord..."

  The tax and food were taken away by the household department, so wouldn't their princes get nothing?

  In the past, autumn was the harvest season. Now it seems that it is impossible for Yangcheng to honor their lords.

   "Let's take a look, there's no rush!" Jun Mobai smiled.

  Fu Qing frowned and exited Jun Mobai's study, feeling depressed, when he ran into Qi Yunfan head-on, he happened to make him vomit.

  Qi Yunfan found out the news from Fu Qing, and then sent someone to Yangcheng to deliver a letter to Su Jingchen.

  Su Jingchen read the letter, burned the letter paper, and knew what to do next.

  Jun Mobai can't offend, not only can't offend, he has to continue trying to please.

  Su Jingchen thought for a long time, and finally decided to use the autumn grain tax to create momentum and fame for Jun Mobai.

  When the autumn grain tax was harvested, the streets and alleys of Yangcheng turned into flat and solid concrete roads. Before the weather was too cold, Su Jingchen organized people to repair the road to Linzhou by one-tenth of the distance.

The autumn grain taxation went very smoothly. Su Jingchen put the grain into the granary and waited for someone from the household department to pick up the grain. At the same time, he distributed a set of thick cotton clothes and trousers to each of the workers in Wuyuan Mountain. The cement factory could not stop, but considering that the weather would get worse. As it got colder, Su Jingchen set up a shift system for them, changing a group of people to work every hour, and the food became better at the same time.

  Jun Mobai didn't wait for Su Jingchen's filial piety, but he was very satisfied that Su Jingchen made him famous in Yangcheng.

   Just like that, Su Jingchen bearded Jun Mobai without spending a penny.

  As the new year approached, Yu Xiaolian took out a thermometer and stuck it in the snow in the yard, it was minus thirty-two degrees.

As the saying goes, the breath turns into ice, and the real cold snap has arrived. The workers in the sausage factory are lucky to say that almost all of their work is indoors, but the cement factory is not good. frostbite.

  If the winter and twelfth lunar months of previous years were the time for road construction, countless people would freeze to death on the fortifications because of their military service.

  Although he desperately wants to produce more cement, Su Jingchen wants the people to earn and spend their lives.

Have a holiday! !

  Each person will be given a year-end bonus of 50 Wen, half a catty of meat, and go home to celebrate the New Year.

  The red sausage factory does not have a holiday, and the deficit in the cement factory needs to be made up from the red sausage factory. In the winter, the whole red sausage factory is full of hot air, and the aroma is tangy.

  During a disaster, the government controls salt, grain, and iron, and the supply of salt and grain is limited. There are almost no good iron tools in the world. The qualified iron is confiscated by the government and used to forge weapons.

  Although the system before the disaster has been restored, the supply of salt is still very tight, salt is expensive, and it is difficult for the common people to eat salt.

   There is salt in Yu Xiaolian's space, but how to use it to help the people is another problem.

  Yu Xiaolian has been worrying about this for several days.

  Thinking of dozens of ways, Yu Xiaolian rejected them all one by one. The stable life is hard-won now, and she doesn't want to take any risks at all.

  It is easy to take out a bag of salt, but it is very unrealistic to think that everyone has a share.

  The imperial court had too strict control over salt. If she produced a cartload of salt out of thin air, it would be out of thin air. Thinking that Jun Mobai would always send someone to keep an eye on Su Jingchen and her, Yu Xiaolian quickly dismissed this dangerous idea.

  The New Year is approaching in a blink of an eye, and the weather in the north is getting colder and colder. Yu Xiaolian just stays at home all day and doesn't go out. As for the red sausage factory, Liu Shuangli has the full authority to manage it.

  One day, it was snowing heavily, and Yu Xiaolian was wrapping around a charcoal basin to keep warm, when Fangcao knocked on the door suddenly, saying that Mrs. Gao, the master of Sun Wulin, had come with a pair of children.

  Yu Xiaolian hasn't seen Gao and the others for nearly half a year, and she doesn't know if they have built a house in Shanghewan.

  Yu Xiaolian thought it was because the New Year was approaching, and Gao came to visit her specially, but she didn't think that Gao came to join her with a pair.

   "What the **** is going on? Haven't you guys built a house for so long?"

Mrs. Gao looked very haggard. Yu Xiaolian had never been back to the river bay since she arranged the manpower and added soil and monuments to the graves of Yu Zikuang and Sun's ancestors. She thought that Mrs. Gao was reunited with her natal family. It will be a joy together, I didn't expect Gao Shi to come to join her with a pair of children today.

  Ms. Gao originally wanted to live in her natal family for a while, so she went back to repair the dilapidated house in Shanghewan, and then officially settled down to live a down-to-earth life.

  (end of this chapter)