Thank you for the invitation. I am in the Ming Dynasty and swear not to be an official!

Chapter 41 Selling alcohol doesn’t seem to make money?
Without too much consideration, Liao Tiancheng agreed.

"Old man, it's not impossible for me to help you with this matter, but the court still needs some help."

Zhu Yuanzhang heard this with mixed feelings: "Tiancheng, the court has no money or food, what can it do?"

"The court has to lend me another sum of money!"

"Ah? Printing money for disaster relief? This won't work. If we print too much, our banknotes will be worthless and no one may use them in the future! If the emperor can do this, why should the emperor ask you for help?"

Zhu Yuanzhang saw this very accurately.

But Liao Tiancheng waved his hand and said indifferently: "It won't work if you just print money and don't work. But now after taking the money, these people still have to work. The money printed has a corresponding physical value, and the boss doesn't need to Worried that the money is worthless.”

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand this truth. He just heard it from Song Lian and Liu Bowen and remembered it.

So Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head: "No, no, printing too much money will make the money worthless. Tiancheng, you are still young, you don't understand."

"Old man, you don't understand this."

Liao Tiancheng couldn't help but smiled.

"Let me give a simple example."

"If there are only a handful of beans in the world, they are worth one tael of silver, which is a treasure banknote. Then no matter how many treasure banknotes you print, you will not be able to buy two handfuls of beans, because those are just the beans."

"But if someone produces an extra handful of beans, you can only buy a handful without printing money. Only by printing money can you buy them all."

"Now the imperial court is printing more money, not for free, but to buy what these people produce! They work with me, and their contribution will be included in the wine."

Zhu Yuanzhang blinked after hearing this, as if he understood, but something seemed wrong.

Zhu Biao was also confused when he heard it, because Song Lian didn't explain it very thoroughly. After all, Song Lian didn't understand this thing very well.

"Let's put it this way, this matter is that I borrowed money from the court and hired a group of people. Part of the profit I made was returned to the court, and part of it was paid to the people. If the court still feels that printing too much money is not worth it, When I returned it, it was set on fire, which meant that the court did not print money, but these people got through the difficulties, I made a profit, and the court also received a share of interest and taxes."

This time, Zhu Yuanzhang and his son understood from another idea.

The money is printed and circulated around, and finally burned directly, which is equivalent to not having the money at all!

But through such an operation, these people did get relief, and Liao Tiancheng made a profit from selling wine through this operation. The court did get a sum of interest, as well as Liao Tiancheng's taxes from selling wine. .

"It sounds like this is a bit evil? It's equivalent to the imperial court paying nothing, but getting benefits for nothing, and even resettling these victims! Father...Dad, is this true?"

Zhu Biao looked shocked.

Zhu Yuanzhang paused for a long time and his eyes flickered: "It seems to be true. Anyway, we can't see any problems."

"Then do that?"

"Let's do it this way, otherwise what else can we do? Apart from Tiancheng's method, I'm afraid there is no effective measure at the moment."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liao Tiancheng carefully again, nodded slightly, and became more and more fond of this prospective emperor's son-in-law.

"Then let's take the first step and go back to the court to make arrangements! Tiancheng, just go ahead and do it. I will take care of it for you at the court, so I won't hold you back!"

After Zhu Yuanzhang left, Zhu Biao also took the initiative to ask for help: "Brother Xian, I will go out of the city for you, settle these victims, select the smart and capable people among them, and prepare for your next opportunity!"

In fact, Liao Tiancheng was having a headache because of this. If he recruited these people, he would definitely alert the government and deal with all kinds of people.

But as Brother Zhu Fifty walked around the emperor, he must be able to deal with this kind of thing easily. "Then it's Brother Zhu! I heard that there are tens of thousands of victims, and we just need more than 7000 people. I think one or two from each family will be sent to work. Brother Zhu will arrange some accommodation for the remaining family members. , let them stabilize as soon as possible. When I make money from selling wine, I will definitely let them live and work in peace and contentment!"

With Liao Tiancheng's commitment, Zhu Biao was even more motivated.

These victims outside the city are his fellow villagers, and it is the kind-hearted prince's wish that he can help his hometown.

The disaster was a major event. Zhu Yuanzhang printed money quickly, and Zhu Biao moved quickly to resettle the victims.

For Liao Tiancheng, making money is his top priority right now, because making money is both his own wish and the need to further comfort these victims.

Therefore, Liao Tiancheng moved very quickly.

While sending five hundred local people out to buy grain, they also asked Zhu Biao to buy five thousand stones of sorghum from a wealthy family in Yingtian Prefecture at a high price and start fermenting it.

This time I am truly making my own wine, which is different from the last time I distilled rice wine, and it takes a lot of time.

However, even though it took a long time, the quantity produced was still very small, so apart from some favors for this first batch of wine, Liao Tiancheng planned to auction the rest at a high price.

After ten days of fermentation, the first distillation of the wine begins.

The bad smell of sorghum in the old house, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, made the imperial soldiers guarding the corn here enjoy the smell and wanted to take a few sips.

But the sorghum flavor was too strong for the first time. In order to avoid ruining the reputation, Liao Tiancheng directly sealed the wine into jars and planned to remove the bad smell in a year and a half before selling it.

What follows is the second fermentation.

More than ten days have passed and the second fermentation is over!

When the pot is boiled this time, the aroma of wine is pure, without the sorghum flavor, making people drool!
The resulting white wine was clean, transparent, and full of alcoholic aroma, but it had not been stored for several months, so it tasted a bit spicy when drunk.

But even so, he is the supreme wine among all kinds of rice wine!
Five thousand stones of sorghum, and the second harvest of wine yielded nearly fifteen hundred stones!

A few days later, large wine jars filled the yard.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard that the wine was ready, he immediately came to check it out.

"One, two...three hundred cylinders! How many kilograms does this weigh?"

"About 15 kilograms."

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately calculated: "We remember that the wine on the market costs seven or eight cents per catty, 15 catties... almost 1000 taels of silver? One thousand guan??"

Zhu Yuanzhang was confused for a while.

What about making a fortune?
That's it?

This much wine is worth a thousand guan?

He printed an additional million dollars and gave them all to Liao Tiancheng!
With this kind of profit scale, it will take many months to make it back?
Zhu Biao was also confused by Father Zhu's calculation: "Even if it is doubled ten times, it will only be ten thousand guan! Dear brother, you can't make money by selling wine if you dare!"

Many craftsmen who were originally beaming now felt chilled after hearing this.

It’s only such a small amount of money, but compared with glass, it’s really far behind!
Liao Tiancheng looked at these people, but was speechless.

"Old man, you are talking about seven or eight cents, that is the worst wine on the market! The price of good wine is not like this at all!"

(End of this chapter)