GBP Chapter 935 It has to be me, I'm so damn kind!
Chapter 935 It has to be me, I'm so damn kind!
Upon hearing the word "only," Li Shanchang felt the blood vessels in his brain throbbing wildly.
You dog, you're so crazy, can't you even show some consideration for this old man?
I'm over sixty years old, and these past few years you've made me so tired that my hair and beard have turned completely white.
All I'm asking you for is a rotary tiller, why the hell are you making things so difficult for me?
Li Shanchang cursed the inhuman prince consort in his heart, while Yang Shaofeng said with a smile, "Rotary plows are easy to make, but the finished product is quite heavy. Considering the existing roads in Liaodong, transportation alone will be a headache."
"In addition, making a rotary tiller requires a lot of steel, and using a rotary tiller requires a lot of livestock."
"These three issues would be considered quite troublesome even in Liaodong, wouldn't they?"
As Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, Li Shanchang couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
These three issues are indeed quite troublesome.
However, there are also ready-made solutions to these three problems.
The first problem is transportation.
If the finished product is too heavy and transportation is troublesome, then can it be disassembled first and then transported?
Just like when we were promoting harvesters back then, we first broke them down into smaller parts, transported the components to various states and counties, and then assembled them.
Secondly, it requires a large amount of steel.
This problem might be even more troublesome in the Jiangnan region.
The problem is that Liaodong itself is not short of minerals, whether it is coal or iron ore.
The last so-called livestock issue...
What we're saying is, before you, Yang Dianfeng, and His Highness the Crown Prince went to the northern desert to seal the wolf's lair, what were Chang Heitan, Li Wenzhong, and Li Mingchen doing in Liaodong?
Go and seize the livestock for this old man!
They're stealing cattle, horses, and mules!
Otherwise, why would I leave them in Liaodong to be useless?
Li Shanchang was internally ranting, but on his face he forced a worried expression: "The Prince Consort is right, these three problems are indeed a headache."
"Whether it's building roads or mining, a large number of people are needed."
"The livestock issue is even more difficult to handle."
Li Shanchang stroked his beard and sighed, "Although Liaodong is right next to the grasslands, making it convenient to replenish warhorses and cattle from the Hu Yuan, those warhorses and cattle can't grow up overnight; it takes time..."
"Also, I wonder if Your Highness has noticed that the warhorses recently sent from Goryeo are much smaller than those sent before."
"Generally speaking, each batch is worse than the last."
"If this continues, Goryeo might have to use donkeys to make up the numbers."
Yang Shaofeng was well aware of the declining quality of the warhorses sent from South Korea.
The official price for warhorses at the border markets was ten taels of silver per horse.
But this is only the official price.
In practice, the higher the quality of the warhorse, the higher the price.
However, this extra price will not be reflected in the transaction volume of the market.
In other words, if they only traded warhorses that met the "Ming Dynasty standards," Park Sung-hwan and Park Deok-hwan could only get ten taels of silver per warhorse.
This silver was going to go into the treasury of the Goryeo Ministry of Revenue, and had nothing to do with Park Sung-sung and his associates.
However, if a high-quality warhorse is used in the trade, ten taels of silver will go into the Goryeo Household Department's treasury, and an additional portion will end up in the pockets of Park Sung-sung and others.
In addition, the trade in warhorses was different from the trade in porcelain, tea, silk, and the like.
The warhorse trade was overseen by eunuchs who were also responsible for verifying the horses delivered by the Koreans.
It is well known that the eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty did some decent work.
But outside of the Ming Dynasty, these dead eunuchs dared to destroy countries, kill people, and extort bribes.
At least the Han envoys followed a certain procedure.
These dead eunuchs didn't even bother to explain the procedures.
Zheng He said that a small country bullied the Ming fleet and wanted to detain them to demand ransom. He was forced to arrest their king and bring him to the capital to be punished.
How surreal is this?
It's roughly equivalent to the Shandong carrier strike group drifting at sea when a small country suddenly appears, ignoring the fighter jets on the Shandong, the escorting Wu Erdi, and the giant black fish that could wipe out the country with a single shot from the sea. They insist on forcibly detaining the fleet's command personnel and then demanding a ransom from the Shandong carrier strike group.
This isn't just calling a deer a horse; it's blatant lying, and then expecting applause and cheers.
As for the eunuch who was sent to the Koreans, he played even more elaborate tricks.
They demanded live deer from the Korean rulers and their ministers because deer blood is highly nutritious.
The reason they asked the Korean emperor and his ministers for seal kidneys was because they were highly nutritious.
Even when going to the Koreans to read out imperial edicts, one had to first obtain a "payment of money".
The rest, such as demanding gold, silver, and beautiful women, and making the Korean emperor and his ministers kneel down to greet him at the Ying'en Gate, are just basic stuff.
The eunuchs who died during the Yongle era and thereafter did nothing good, and the eunuchs who died during the Hongwu era weren't much better.
You say your warhorse meets the required dimensions?
joke!
Our eyes are our rulers!
Can your ruler be more accurate than our eyes?
If they say your warhorse doesn't fit the size, then it doesn't fit the size!
But what can I do? My family is kind-hearted.
Warhorses that fit the size can be traded through the normal process. As for your warhorses that don't fit the size, we'll take pity on you and give you some silver to save you the trouble of traveling thousands of miles.
With each successive trade, the number of truly excellent warhorses in the Korean empire has dwindled sharply.
The Korean king, Wang Jeon, used to have the confidence to say, "Goryeo is also a powerful country with 100,000 archers," but now he has obediently started building Yeongeunmun Gate and no longer mentions 100,000 archers.
Hmm, the next step might be to consider selling finished shovels, picks, hoes, rakes, or even weapons like knives and spears directly to the Koreans.
No, we should also include the shorty and the monkey.
If the quantity is large enough, the quality is good enough, and the price is low enough, the agricultural level of the people in these vassal states can be improved in the shortest possible time.
Thinking of this, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but click his tongue.
It has to be me, the official, I'm so damn kind-hearted!
Just as Yang Shaofeng's thoughts were wandering further and further away, and he was even secretly praising himself, Li Shanchang said with a bitter face, "How about this, Your Highness, bring that Chen Mo to Liaodong first?"
What?
Yang Shaofeng looked at Li Shanchang with a blank expression and asked, "Chen Mo? Bring him to Liaodong?"
No, it's one thing for Black Sesame Dumpling to keep staring at Chen Mo, but why are you staring at him too, you old scoundrel?
Li Shanchang grunted, stroking his beard with a tone that was neither entirely logical nor entirely confident, and said, "That Chen Mo has served as the deputy magistrate of Ningyang for so many years. Now I'm transferring him to the Grand Secretariat. Is that not allowed?"
"Your Highness, there's no need to worry about the formalities."
"I can have the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel write the transfer order right now."
"All Your Highness needs to do is stamp it."
"If the Prince Consort really refuses to part with it..."
After a slight pause, Li Shanchang continued, "Then let's do it this way: select one or two clerks from each department of the Ningyang County government to come to Liaodong to serve."
"Or perhaps, Your Highness, could you figure out the details about this rotary tiller?"
As Li Shanchang finished speaking, Zhu Biao's eyes widened immediately.