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

Zhang Xin’s previous motive for tinkering with her own shop and the royal shop was simply to make money.

She has hundreds of ships, and every time she goes out to sea, she can make a profit of tens of millions of taels.

Although all the profits of the Royal Commerce Bureau went into the inner treasury, as the initiator and manager, Xu gave her 10% alone, which was also 10 million taels as a base.

Moreover, at this point, money is simply making money on its own.

After making money, Zhang Xin discovered that doing business is far more than just making money for oneself, or making money as a businessman.

Instead, we can use the rapidly developing business to mobilize the entire country and work together to move forward.

Because of maritime trade, the porcelain and textile industries are now developing rapidly.

In Jingdezhen, there were only twenty official kilns during the Hongwu period, but by this time, there were sixty-eight.

Not only is the output dozens of times higher than that of the Hongwu Dynasty, but now even the most ordinary porcelain kilns produce better porcelain plates and bowls than during the best period of the Hongwu Dynasty.

Over the years, the craftsmanship has been improved, the quality is impeccable, and the glaze colors have been innovated and achieved outstanding results.

The most important thing is that the output and quality of ordinary porcelain are very stable.

The weaving industry is more exaggerated than the porcelain industry.

The original brocade, satin, silk, gauze, satin, and damask were updated and replaced according to the seasons, and now velvet and silk cloth have been added.

Merchants in Fujian also improved the Fujian satin loom. She was dazzled just by looking at the name last time.

The big red makeup flower over-shoulder cloud python modification machine, the big red makeup flower fighting bull modification machine, the big red woven gold kirin modification machine, the blue woven gold over-shoulder python modification machine, the blue woven gold phoenix through flowers modification machine, the shining color woven gold kirin cloud modification machine, the shining color makeup flower crane modification machine, and so on and so forth.

Now the Luo, the most commonly used sword by the royal family, has also been played with in many ways.

White silk, cloud silk, gold silk all over the ground, shining silk, woven gold silk, blue woven gold over-shoulder python silk, blue makeup flower over-shoulder phoenix silk, blue woven gold makeup flower flying fish over-shoulder silk, blue woven gold xiezhi patch silk, red and green makeup flower phoenix women's clothing silk, green woven gold makeup flower peacock women's clothing silk, green makeup flower over-shoulder phoenix women's clothing silk.

It is not surprising that these two items have developed rapidly because they are the most traded items in maritime trade.

Even the iron ore industry is developing rapidly.

In the first year of Yongle, the amount of iron tax paid by the people was 79,800 kilograms.

By last year, the tenth year of Yongle, the amount of iron tax paid by the people had increased to more than 200,000 catties.

Zhang Xin’s summary is very simple, that is, if one thing works well, it can lead to another thing, and then to the next thing, and finally, everything may work well.

But obviously, there will not be much progress in farming.

The population has exploded in recent years, but thanks to the widespread cultivation of sweet potatoes in Ming Dynasty, there has been no widespread famine.

"Talk to Uncle Wu and ask his people to study farm tools instead of just yield. A worker must sharpen his tools before he can do his job well. The farm tools we have now have been used for thousands of years, but there has been no improvement. And there's also green manure."

Zhang Xin thought about these things in just a moment, but they were already a change over the past ten years.

If there have been no obvious changes in farming over the years, Zhang Xin feels that it should be urged.

"Oh, now that you mention it, I want to tell you something. My fifth uncle submitted a memorial to me years ago, suggesting that we build a road! Qian'er, go get it back. Also, bring back the half-written book on my desk today."

Zhu Gaochi stood up quickly and quickly directed Qianer to go to the study to look for it.

"Well, let's eat first and talk about it in the evening."

Zhang Xin looked at the time and realized that the three little ones should be back.

"Ah."

Dinner was still a plain meal of eight dishes and one soup, which was the amount for the couple plus the three children.

When the family of four gathered in the study after dinner, Zhu Jiabao was slightly dissatisfied:

"Can you put on some more flesh? I feel like I've lost weight since coming to Beijing."

"The north is not like the south. You can't eat so much meat anymore."

Zhang Xin looked at Zhu Jiabao's fat little paws and shook her head.

"It seems that it is easier to get hungry in the capital than in the capital."

Zhu Zhanji also spoke.

"Will it?"

Zhang Xin didn't notice it.

"A little bit. My nose is also uncomfortable. My throat is also prone to soreness."

Zhu Zhanyong woke up and blew his nose, and there was a noticeable sound of gasping.

"Mom, look at it."

Zhang Xin gestured.

Zhu Zhanyong walked up to Zhang Xin and tilted his face up to show his nostrils.

The child's nostrils were not big and the lighting in the study was not good, so Zhang Xin couldn't figure out what was going on and just asked a question out of guesswork.

"Is the room not warm enough?"

"No, not outside. It's even more uncomfortable inside."

"That's weird."

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhang Xin and asked Qian'er to call the imperial physician over.

When the imperial physician arrived, he also couldn't find anything wrong. He just guessed that it was due to the dry weather and prescribed some medicine to be applied intranasally.

After the three younger ones finish their homework, they go back to their rooms.

Zhang Xin suddenly began to think about a problem.

It seemed that Zhu Zhanyong had a period of time in his previous life when he felt his nose was blocked and his throat was uncomfortable.

The same goes for Zhu Jiabao.

Before Zhu Zhanji died, probably in the eighth or ninth year of the Xuande reign, he often coughed and occasionally had nosebleeds.

All three died early.

Except for the suspicion that he was intentionally killed.

Did she overlook something?

No, I'd better ask my mother to come and take a look tomorrow.

It's not that she looked down on the imperial physicians' medical skills, but that the imperial physicians always liked to make a big deal out of a small matter.

Moreover, Yao Niang specializes in gynecology and pediatrics.

"Let's take another look tomorrow. I'm still worried."

Zhang Xin suggested.

"Well, let's take a look. Kid, this imperial city is so big, you don't know where he went to play, you can ask him later."

Zhu Gaochi liked Zhang Xin's prudence.

With the lessons learned from the emperor's grandfather and the prince's uncle, it is never too careful.

Although the relationship between the emperor and his subjects was harmonious at this moment, and the subjects had no reason to replace the emperor or kill the emperor's grandson, there was always a chance of an emergency.

"Show your mother tomorrow."

Zhang Xin's suggestion was not a suggestion, but a statement.

That is to say, since Yao Niang was not on duty today and it was Zhu Zhanyong's problem, the imperial physician was used.

Speaking of my father-in-law, Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Zhanji, their pulses were checked by imperial physicians.

It seems like we need to find some time and let Yao Niang watch it for the whole family.

"Should I call Wen Beijiao over as well?"

Zhu Gaochi suggested.

Wen Beijiao was unable to cure his father, so after his father ascended the throne, he asked to leave the palace and even stopped being an imperial physician. He just opened a medical clinic in the suburbs of Beijing, where he studied ancient prescriptions and improved his medical skills.

It is said that he and his fifth uncle, who was fond of collecting medical prescriptions, hit it off at first sight, and the two often slept with their feet touching.

"Well, just in case, let's ask him to come."