Chapter 2236: Incompatibility of Currency and Commodity

This year, there are thirty years, today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Snow fell again, and the canal section was ready. If the river surface was frozen, the ice would be removed immediately.

Wrap the iron sheet in front of the boat and the bottom, and then use a thick bamboo pole to hit the ice surface.

The floating ice rushed down, and in the process of reaching the downstream, it turned into water again due to the high temperature.

"I want to give the people of Jingzhao Prefecture and Henan Prefecture blessing money, one penny per person, and print some stamps for the Year of the Sheep. After the beginning of spring, it will be the year of Jiwei."

Li Longji ate wontons and said to the ministers.

Li Yi was not there, guarding the hospital.

The ministers didn't care about the blessing money. One penny per person, a total of more than six million people, more than six thousand strings, is this called money?

Song Desong, the manager of Lijiazhuang, would not sign, it was too little.

They were surprised at the mental state of His Majesty in recent days. His Majesty gave people a feeling of being particularly comfortable and leisurely.

What's the reason? What did Li Yi say to His Majesty again?

How could they know that Li Longji had a lot of money and confidence, more than 16 million strings!

Twice the annual fiscal revenue of the court a few years ago, who would not be proud of this money?

After a long while, Bi Gou remembered something: "Your Majesty, is the printing cost of the blessing money higher than the face value?"

"Of course! The big blessing money looks beautiful, and the printing cost is more than one coin and sixty cents per piece."

Li Longji admitted that he had to take out 10,000 strings of money to issue more than 6,000 strings of blessing money.

"What does Xiao Yi say?" Bi Gou asked cautiously, involving His Majesty.

"Brother Yi said it's okay. It's being issued now. Send the blessing money to Jingzhao Prefecture before noon and distribute it quickly."

Li Longji seemed to be racing against time. The blessing money must be distributed to the people tomorrow evening.

Bi Gou hesitated, ate wontons, and didn't say anything again.

Song Jing couldn't help it: "Xiao Yi can still do a business that loses money? The dime or cent he uses now has all been recovered."

Li Longji waved his hand: "It's just a small amount of money, so what if it's a loss or a profit? Eat!"

Then the ministers suddenly realized that Li Yi had made money again.

We can't just look at the printing cost and the face value, we have to look at who is behind the operation.

Everyone was thinking about how to make money from it, and the small canteen became quiet for a while.

Zhang Jiuling ate seven wontons and stopped to eat side dishes. He loved to eat dried tofu with scallion oil.

When he stretched out his chopsticks, he saw the newspapers placed next to him. Today, there was a big pile, a lot of advertisements.

He picked up the dried tofu shreds and put them on the plate: "I remember that at the beginning, the newspapers were sold at a loss. Now the newspapers are getting thicker and thicker, but the price remains the same."

"Fuqian is not a newspaper, can you advertise on it?"

Liu Chong thought Zhang Jiuling was talking about the problem of advertising. Currency is different from newspapers.

"Brother Liu, do you have a set of newspapers at home? From the first edition to now? If so, I will buy it at ten times the price."

Zhang Jiuling smiled and asked Liu Chong, newspapers, one edition a day, how many days have they been published? If there is no missing copy, I will buy it at ten times the price.

"I... maybe I have it! Why should I sell it to you? Even at twenty times the price, it's not a newspaper issue anymore."

Liu Chong thought about it, not sure if he could get a complete set, but he couldn't bear to part with it.

One copy after another, starting from the first edition.

"Xiao Yi Zhuangzi has it. I remember when he printed the newspaper, he kept a lot of copies."

Yao Chong recalled a situation, Li Jia Zhuangzi's newspapers were kept first every time.

"I think it's well preserved, right? In a few years, a complete set of newspapers should be more expensive than a bicycle."

Li Rizhi understood, even if he bought newspapers for three coins a day, he would only sell them for 10,000 days, and it would only be 30,000 coins.

That was nearly 30 years, 10,000 newspapers, every issue, and it couldn't be bought with 1,000 coins.

It's no longer a newspaper, it's the time that has accompanied me for 30 years.

The time can't be found again, and the newspapers are almost thrown away. If you want it, buy it!

"Lucky money..." Liu Youqiu said two words.

Several people spoke at the same time: "If it weren't for the bone-chilling cold, how could the plum blossom fragrance be so fragrant?"

They were talking about the same thing, the reward money given by the school to outstanding children, especially the money with plum blossom branches and dark patterns for the first place in the county school.

One penny can be spent at least five pennies, and there will be extra things.

Like the little girl Zhuozhuo in the manor, she took out one penny to buy food, such as the bowl of wontons in front of her.

The wontons have good fillings and are worth two pennies. The wonton seller will put out a lot of side dishes for her.

Go buy braised meat, cut it up and let her take it home, leaving her one penny reward coupon.

The value of this reward coupon lies in the recognition of Lijia Manor, and you can buy more things in Lijia Manor with it.

The face value is no longer important, what is important is the purchasing power that Lijia Manor gives it.

Bi Gou felt an itch in his throat and quickly drank a mouthful of wonton soup: "I remember that the Lijia Manor exchange coupons can be exchanged for copper coins in some places, but there is a premium."

"It was like this in Henan Prefecture last year, and it is normal this year." Zhang said that he agreed with Bi Gou's words.

"Your Majesty..." Bi Gou said to Li Longji with a bitter face, saying only two words.

"Longze, it's the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, why worry, even if Brother Yi prints more Fu Qian, it will be spent!"

Li Longji finally admitted that, yes, the cost is 1.60 yuan, and the face value is 1 yuan, which does not mean that the purchasing power is also 1 yuan.

As the Fu Qian rewarded by the emperor, other places want it, but they don't have it!

Others can only accept it at a high price. The reward is 6,000 strings, and the printed ones can be 600,000 strings.

Bi Gou was even more entangled: "Is Fu Qian a commodity or a currency?"

He wanted to figure it out. If it is a commodity, he would collect taxes, but how to collect currency? Currency printing at face value still loses money.

"It's a reward from my money." Li Longji emphasized, don't even think about receiving a penny of tax.

"Your Majesty is wise and treats the people with great kindness." Bi Gou frowned.

"Your Majesty is wise!" The others said together.

"You have to study hard in the future, Xiao Yi has more good things in his stomach."

Bi Gou was taught a lesson and was ready to find an opportunity to ask Xiao Yi how to calculate and whether to collect taxes?

It is not necessary to collect taxes, but to figure it out.

...

The people did not know the depression of the ministers, and the people made new clothes.

When the silk that used to be currency lost its monetary attribute, it was only circulated as a commodity, and the price followed the market.

Some became more expensive, and some became cheaper.

A few years ago, a piece of silk cost 550 coins, but now it costs 150 coins.

It has nothing to do with the processing process and the time spent. It is not a currency. There are too many backlogs, and it loses a financial attribute, so the price falls.

When productivity develops better, grain production increases, and silk production is low, the price will exceed 550 coins per piece.

Now people buy new clothes to prepare for a good New Year.

The children are happy to see the large amount of food and the happy smiles of their family members, as if the snowy sky is as clear as a cloudless sky.

The hounds coming down from the mountains are equally excited. They run around, occasionally roll on the snow, and stick out their tongues to circle around their owners.

Shi Xiazi leads the team, and his team carries things and carries things.

There are wooden cages, and in the cages are... giant pandas.

There are six giant pandas, one adult male and two females, three cubs, and one female giant panda gave birth to two babies.

Now both babies are alive, and Hu Feng and others help to take turns to call the female giant panda to feed, and they know how to operate.