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

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat down, and Zhang Xin talked about the watch order and expressed her own thoughts.

"You mean, we can rent or buy a piece of land in these small countries overseas to build the Ming Huitong Hall?"

After hearing this, Xu immediately summed up Zhang Xin's thoughts.

"Yes, it's similar to the Xuanfu Division and the Xuanwei Division, but we don't care about other people's domestic affairs, we only care about our Ming people, whether they are craftsmen or sea merchants. We have to protect our people."

Zhang Xin was not afraid that the craftsmen would be taken away by others.

In the past five years, the status of craftsmen in the country has not been low.

After passing layers of examinations, those who obtained the title of master craftsman received an annual salary no less than that of a third-rank official.

If you improve some existing tools or come up with new things, you will receive a large royal reward.

Moreover, craftsmen are organized into households.

Even if they go out, their families are still in the country.

Furthermore, when Zhu Gaoxu was setting up the Clock and Watch Bureau, he was more cautious.

The most core part of the craftsmanship in watchmaking is separate.

If you know this, you won’t know that; if you know that, you won’t know this.

The craftsmen who assemble and calibrate are considered to know more.

However, they also don’t know how many kinds of minerals are used and how many processes are involved in making the most important gears in the clock.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the craftsman would run away.

What Zhang Xin was afraid of was that the craftsmen he sent over would be coerced, but they really didn't know that if the other party was unreasonable, their lives might be in danger.

They are alone in these small overseas countries, and no one can get any help from them, whether they cry out to heaven or earth.

When the time comes, he will make up a story about his death in an accident and Zhang Xin won’t be able to do anything about it.

She can't be wasted like this!

"Alas, it is a great blessing for Chi'er to marry you."

Xu's eyes were a little red. She loved her people like her own children. Only Zhang Xin was like her.

"What are you talking about, mother? I married into our family and have such a good father-in-law and mother-in-law!"

Zhang Xin's face turned red again, she felt embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, our family's Dahua is thin-skinned. I think it's feasible. We'll discuss it after dinner. And if there are places overseas, we need people. Sending several thousand to each place is not too few."

Xu realized it as soon as Zhang Xin mentioned it.

If this thing is accomplished, it won't just be a matter of getting a piece of land.

Instead, the entire Southeast Sea was occupied by Ming Dynasty troops.

You don’t even have to fight anymore.

"Mom, do you think that those who placed the order will let us take their land?"

Zhang Xin felt that since Xu agreed, Zhu Di would definitely not object.

The only problem now is what these people overseas think.

"It's hard to say. There are always smart people. But, we should be able to win, sooner or later."

Xu thought about it for a moment and gave a positive answer.

Most of the countries along the entire southeastern sea came to pay tribute, many of them with their families, and Xu met them all.

To be honest, whether in culture or life, there are huge differences between overseas and China.

The so-called kings and chiefs in many places can only be described as local separatist forces or relatively large landlords based on the small areas they occupy.

Their citizens are more like their slaves.

No matter who these big merchants are who place orders, there must be people supporting them behind them.

If the Ming Dynasty wanted a piece of land, it would send some people there to garrison. They would not have to provide them with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and it would also help them invisibly intimidate other rising forces in the area.

Anyone who doesn't want such a good thing is stupid.

As for the truly smart people, perhaps they were killed by their own people after Zhu Di issued such a good decree.

The tangible benefits brought by maritime trade are clearly visible.

And who cares about the future?

"Then I feel relieved. Now that we have settled this, I can have peace of mind to have people make watches. This time, they want a total of 3,350 pocket watches alone."

Zhang Xin felt more confident with Xu's words, and she really couldn't bear to give up this order.

"There are so many rich people. How much do you sell your pocket watch to them?"

Xu was a little curious.

She knew it made a lot of money, but she never asked about it specifically.

"The most common pocket watch in the Treasure Pavilion is eight hundred taels, just the kind without anything on it. If it is carved with gold, inlaid with gems, etc., the price will be increased accordingly. For more than fifty, we will give you a 10% profit."

Zhang Xin gave a brief account of it.

"A plain pocket watch, seven hundred and twenty taels?"

Xu didn't even blink.

This ordinary common man, even if he saves for his entire life without eating or drinking, still cannot have 800 taels of silver.

"That's nothing. They bought it and resold it overseas. It's not surprising to sell it for eight thousand taels. At the beginning, a blue and white porcelain bowl of ours could be sold for five hundred strings of treasure money."

Zhang Xin still thinks the price is too cheap.

Maritime trade has been open for ten years. Because porcelain can be used as ballast, everyone is shipping it overseas to sell. Now the price has dropped, ranging from a few strings of cash to dozens of strings of cash.

Therefore, it is not possible to make much money by shipping porcelain out to sea.

Originally the watches were only sold domestically, so she didn't set the price too high.

Now that pre-orders are open, she regrets it very much when she sees the quantity.

"What about mine? How much?"

Xu took out the golden pocket watch she always carried with a phoenix carved on the cover with colorful gems and asked.

"Ordinary pocket watches have brass movements, and most of the parts inside are copper. This one has gold added, and a stone cover. A similar one was ordered at the Treasure Pavilion, and it cost 100,000 silver coins."

What Zhang Xin gives to her family is not only the best, but also the most expensive and unique.

The material of the pocket watches of Zhu Di and Xu is the same, and the gems used on the watch covers are also from the same source. When the two are put together, they form a pattern of auspicious dragon and phoenix.

As for gemstones, big ones are of course expensive.

A large jewel can be cut into pieces smaller than a sesame seed and then inlaid on the watch cover, which requires more effort and is therefore more expensive.

"So, I carry 100,000 taels of silver in my arms every day. So rustic, so heroic!"

Xu suddenly felt herself shining with golden light.

"Hehehe, as long as mom likes it!"

Zhang Xin smiled.

"As for the capital, don't even mention mine, it's just a pocket watch."

Xu said she would let go of the housekeeping, and she knew that Zhang Xin was working hard to make money but she didn't pay much attention to it. It was only now that she began to be curious about the money Zhang Xin earned.

"If you don't count the wages, a pocket watch costs only two taels of copper. If you count the wages of the craftsmen in the clock and watch bureau, their food, clothing, housing, and the expenses of the treasure shop, it's probably only two taels of silver."

Zhang Xin gave a rough number.

In fact, it should be lower.

All under heaven belongs to the king, including copper mines, gold mines, and silver mines.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Dahua, you are still a god of wealth."

Mrs. Xu was speechless.

Zhang Xin just mentioned the quantity of pocket watches, and did not mention table clocks and wall clocks. It is estimated that if the Clock Bureau completes all the orders, the profit of the Treasure Shop will be more than the annual income of the national treasury.

"Hehehe, this is possible."

Zhang Xin grinned.

She recognizes the God of Wealth.

Fubao? Forget it.