Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

"That's what Zhang San does. He buys at half the price and sells at a higher price. His approach is very good."

Zhu Zhanji hesitated a little, but still answered.

"No guilt?"

Zhu Gaochi was a little shocked.

"It's not a bad idea. I've never lived like ordinary people, so I don't know how much money ordinary people need to survive. If half the price is just enough for them to survive and continue to grow mushrooms, then it's half the price. If it's more, I will lower the price even more."

Zhu Zhanji's hesitation was not whether this should be done.

Instead, after forcing farmers to buy their mushrooms at half price, he decided to wait and see if anyone would continue to grow mushrooms and make money.

"...I am speechless."

Zhu Gaochi just wanted to look up at the sky.

"Do you think he did the right thing?"

Zhu Di sat up straight and became serious.

"For Zhang San himself, what he did was appropriate and right."

Zhu Zhanji nodded.

"Why is it right? How is it right? Can you explain it in detail?"

Xu smiled.

I raised this child. My son needed to hide his shortcomings back then, so he was black-hearted. Now my grandson doesn’t need to hide anything, he is just black-hearted.

Good.

"Yes, grandma. Didn't you tell me a few days ago about the art of controlling the people in Shang Yang's Book of Lord Shang? If you can't make the people stupid, weak, tired, humiliated, or poor, then kill them."

Zhu Zhan thought that Zhang San was a local tyrant who knew how to control the people. That was why he was a local tyrant and he made money.

Xu explained to him in detail every one of Shang Yang's techniques for controlling the people.

1. Fooling the people: The king’s power is granted by God, so the people are kept ignorant and obedient.

2. Weak people: When a country is strong but its people are weak, rewards are light and punishments are heavy.

3. Tire the people: Find things to do for the people, keep them busy and make them have no time to take care of other things.

4. Insulting the people: depriving them of their dignity and instigating them to report on each other.

5. The poor: depriving people of their surplus money and property except for the necessities of life, making them poor and discouraged.

Zhang San used at least three of them - ignorant people, weak people, tired people, and poor people.

As a local boss, many big merchants came to his territory to make purchases.

——There’s no way he didn’t know.

The big merchants released the purchase information through the government office, which means someone in the government office

——He can't just force it.

Even if the big merchants offer a high price, the price is still quite attractive.

——He had no intention of getting involved and trying to profit from it.

He understood the evil and ignorance in the hearts of some farmers, and just waited for this evil and ignorance to ferment, and added fuel to the fire at the right time. This is the first step - to fool the people.

Let everyone follow his pace and challenge the bottom line of big merchants again and again.

Finally, the deal was completely ruined by the unruly Li Si who delivered several hundred kilograms of mushrooms.

Next come the weak and tired people.

It is not something that farmers can accept when the purchase price suddenly drops from a high price of 30% to half the price without any reason.

Once the fighting and killing began, several troublemakers fell. The injured needed to see a doctor, and the frightened needed to take medicine. The farmers were exhausted.

The rest of the people can only obey.

Finally, there are the tired people.

Zhang San's half-price purchase price is calculated so that the farmers will not have any extra money except for the necessities of life.

As long as life is tight every day, there is no time to think or consider whether this matter is reasonable or not.

I will continue to grow this kind of mushroom without any extra thoughts.

Most people accept their fate as at least they can still have food to eat.

And I feel relieved that so-and-so was beaten so badly that he has to lie in bed and can no longer work.

"Also, Zhang San, he let the situation develop, watching the big merchants suffer setbacks, until the big merchants finally left, and until the government came to ask for help, it was officially over. In the end, it was the government that asked him to make money, not him asking the government to make money. Even if we send people from the court, we can't say that he is colluding with officials and businessmen."

Zhu Zhanji actually feels that the content taught by teachers nowadays is a bit shallow.

Since he was one year old, he followed the monk Daoyan.

When he was two years old, Zhu Di took him to the garrison to fight with the children of the military households.

At the age of three, Xu began to take lessons every day, focusing on the mindset of an emperor.

Among the classes taught by several teachers, only Xia Yuanji's class was somewhat interesting, as it was about buying and selling economics, which he had never been exposed to before.

But it also makes perfect sense if you explain it using other things you’ve learned.

"Then do you think Zhang San can do better?"

Xu continued to ask.

"Yes, this time he gave the farmer a stick, next time he can carry people to give dates."

Zhu Zhanji replied.

"Brother, well, I've made up my mind. I don't want to be our father anymore. Good luck to you, brother."

Zhu Gaoxu felt.

It's cool.

The king is broken!

This heart that didn't really want to be a king was completely shattered.

The little bastard was a bastard when he was a child, and now he's even more of a bastard since he hasn't grown up yet.

"Well, my dad is pretty stupid."

Zhu Zhanji agreed with his second uncle's words that he should let his father fend for himself.

Zhu Gaochi, who was despised by his son, was very curious:

"Give me an example? How stupid?"

"The good guy in Zhang San's case is the big merchant.

He spent a lot of money just to help farmers earn more money, but in the end no one was grateful to the big merchant.

If Zhang San gives farmers 60% of the price when he purchases next season, he will definitely be a great philanthropist in the eyes of the farmers.

There are some people who you provide with white rice every day. If one day you fall into poverty and can no longer provide them with white rice, they will be extremely resentful. But if you let them eat brown rice every day and give them white rice occasionally, they will be very grateful to you.

Some people you treat with courtesy every day, but if you scold them one day, they will bear a grudge against you. But if you scold and beat them every day, and suddenly give them something one day, they will be grateful to you.

Some of these people look like grandpa, and some look like dad."

Zhu Zhanji answered the question irrelevantly.

"..."

Zhu Gaochi was speechless again.

"Well, we old guys should just go to bed. We have to get up early tomorrow!"

Prince Ning touched his nose and stood up.

Other people’s children and your own children.

There's no comparison.

It hurts my self-esteem.

“Wash together, wash together!”

Princess Ning also stood up, picked up her second son who was biting his fingernails, and took the hand of her eldest son who had grown taller and fatter in half a year, then bowed and took her leave.

"Sister-in-law, give me the menu you used when you were pregnant with that little fat pig. Humph, we'll eat according to it!"

Zhu Gaoxu lost the battle but not the fight.

The eldest son can’t do it, he has to roll this up in his belly!

"it is good!"

Zhang Xin covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhu Zhiming and Zhu Anle had long been accustomed to Zhu Zhanji's unremitting efforts to shock people.

He left with a smile.

Zhu Di, who was praised by his grandson, was so happy that he carried Zhu Zhanji on his shoulders and left with Xu and a bunch of little ones.

Only Zhang Xin and Zhu Gaochi were left to help Zhang Xin clean up the mess.

"For anything left uneaten, everyone serving tonight will have a portion."

Zhang Xin pointed at the things on the table and gave instructions.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Wife, tell me, was this kid already so bad when we gave birth to him, or was he led astray by my mother?"

Zhu Gaochi felt that Zhu Zhanji was so blue that he looked black.

"Shang Gong Wu will take a day off tomorrow. She has been busy with me all afternoon."

"Yes, Your Highness. Thank you, Your Highness."

"It's better to be bad. Good people don't live long. There's no need to move that big table back to the warehouse. Find an empty room nearby to put it. We'll need it again during the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"That's right. Does my wife make mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Want to eat? Wanxiu, wait until they finish collecting before you come back."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I want to eat five-kernel ones."

"No, that won't do. It has too much oil. Let's go with the bean paste. My mother said it should have less sugar. Beans are good for you."

"Ah, okay."

"If you really want to eat it, I'll make one for you. Can you eat a dime?"

"My wife is so nice. My daughter, you can't be like your brother! You'd better be like your mother!"

"That won't work. Don't be like me. It's good to be like my sister-in-law."

"That's right, it's a bargain for the future prince consort, so let's not do it!"