The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Emperor Hongzhi's chest rose and fell, and he was panting.

Within one day, the price of charcoal dropped to ten coins!

In the Golden Palace, it was as if an invisible lightning struck the heads of all the officials, making their eyes dull and unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Ten coins is the price of charcoal on weekdays! It's back to normal price.

How did Yan Chengjin do it!

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the factory guards, his eyes fixed: "How did the Yan family lower the price of charcoal? Even if they don't want silver, they can't lower it so quickly, right?"

All the officials nodded. Even if the gods cast a spell, they have to recite a formula, right?

Feeling the gaze of His Majesty, the factory guards were a little nervous: "Master Yan first sent 100 kilograms of coal to the homes of the gentry who sold charcoal, and ordered people to burn anthracite in various places in the capital to keep the people warm.

The Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce also issued a report saying that a new product was born and no money was required.

Now, the restaurants, inns, and brothels in the capital have chimney copper basins made of Liangxiang anthracite."

New products in Liangxiang have always caused gentry and merchants to scramble for them.

When they heard about the new products, they immediately became popular.

After seeing the benefits of anthracite, Yan Chengjin refused to accept money, which made him even more angry!

Emperor Hongzhi was the first to react. He looked at Li Dongyang anxiously, as if to verify something: "Mr. Li, is this anthracite worth money?"

"It's worth it. Yan Chengjin specially invited me to Liangxiang for a visit. The production of this coal is complicated and requires hundreds of workers. Only Song Jing can make it.

And the coal is smokeless and can burn for one or two hours. The price should not be cheap." Li Dongyang was also surprised.

Emperor Hongzhi was even more puzzled. After a moment, he uttered a few words: "Yan Qingjia is really my right-hand man!

Have you found out the wasteland in Shanxi?

Summon him to the palace, I will give him the wasteland!"

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In the capital, white snow covered the rubble.

In countless corners, the people huddled together and boasted, each of them surrounded the huge iron stove for warmth. The special stove burned anthracite.

The arrest department of the Censorate spread the iron stoves all over the capital and gave out anthracite at the porridge stalls.

Some people were tired of the long queues in the capital, so they simply set off for Liangxiang.

Yan Chengjin picked up the teacup and took a sip. On a snowy day, mutton and wolfberry are more suitable.

Wang Bushui looked as if his parents had died yesterday, crying: "Master, you can't not charge money, and kindness is not given in this way!"

What do you know? Free is the most expensive.

This is the truth Yan Chengjin learned in the Thousand Group War in the future.

Without charging money, the gentry's charcoal business can't be done. The silver is trapped in the goods, and they can't do other business. They can only lower the price and exchange the goods for silver.

Moreover, the ancients were afraid of burning coal.

After today, they will know the benefits of anthracite.

Tomorrow winter, the people will only think about anthracite.

Moreover, he promised Emperor Hongzhi that if he lowered the price of charcoal, His Majesty would definitely give him land.

At present, it is definitely a loss, but

in the long run, it is a big profit.

As much coal as you want, you can have as much as you want. If you become a coal boss, you still have to worry about not having money?

At this time, He Neng led Ye Zhun, a thousand households of Jinyiwei, in.

Ye Zhun hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, let Lord Yan come to the palace immediately!"

When he comes, I will definitely ask Your Majesty to grant me the wasteland of Datong, Shanxi.

The barren mountains of Datong can be dug up with coal mines with just a shovel!

Yan Chengjin changed into his official robe, got on a sedan chair and entered the palace, and came to the warm room.

One foot stepped into the threshold of the hall, and his eyes were like a falling mountain, which made people breathless.

Emperor Hongzhi glared at him: "Does Mr. Yan know his crime?"

Yan Chengjin was stunned. Didn't he come to claim credit?

Your Majesty, did you mistake me and Zhu Houzhao?

"I don't know."

Zhu Houzhao dared to admit any crime, but he didn't.

Hearing that Your Majesty was in a bad mood, if it was a crime punishable by beheading, he would really drag him out and chop him off.

"You have anthracite, but you hid it and didn't report it! I have told you that if you have any ideas in the future, you don't need to hide them, just report them to me directly!"

"Your Majesty, anthracite has just been born, and I don't know if it has poisonous gas. I want to test it thousands of times and take it out in half a year." Yan Chengjin said.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, this guy! Here he comes again!

Li Dongyang looked disgusted, glanced over and looked at Xiao Jing's Yunzhan.

The officials are used to it, but what they care about is anthracite.

"Sir Yan, if you charge money, how does the price of anthracite compare to charcoal?"

"Twenty cents a pound, and the price will not increase throughout the year." Yan Chengjin said.

After the coal is really excavated, there will be as much as you want. Tens of thousands of pounds or even hundreds of thousands of pounds can be dug out in a day, depending on manpower.

Zhou Yu's eyes were full of tears, and he almost rushed over. You kid don't let people live!

Yan Chengjin said: "I still have one million jin of charcoal in my hand, which can be sent to Liaodong to solve the urgent need in Liaodong."

Charcoal is lighter than coal and is easy to transport.

The corners of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Xiao Jing in a good mood: "How much wasteland is there in Shanxi? Have you found out?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there are about 800,000 hectares."

Shanxi has a total of 2.2 million hectares, and the wasteland adds up to 800,000 hectares, which is a lot.

Fortunately, I didn't agree to give it all to Yan Chengjin at the beginning.

"Mr. Yan's family, I will give you 3,000 hectares of wasteland as promised."

The eyes of all officials were straight, fortunately it was a wasteland, if it was 3,000 hectares of fertile land, they must be impeached!

Yan Chengjin raised his head slightly: "I only want the wasteland in Datong."

A trace of doubt flashed across the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi, and he felt a little strange: "You are hiding something from me!"

"Datong is an important border town, and my father is stationed at the border, so I also like the border. If I have to choose one place, I will choose Datong." Yan Chengjin said.

During the Northern Wei Dynasty, coal from Datong was dug and used for metallurgy until today.

But what your majesty and the officials don't know is that Datong's coal reserves are terrifying.

And it has Jurassic coal system and Carboniferous Permian coal system, and the coal quality is better than Fangshan.

"Then give Yan Qing's family a thousand hectares of wasteland." Emperor Hongzhi said.

Liu Jian's mouth trembled fiercely. This should be the most generous time for your majesty, and he gave thousands of hectares of land at once.

Yan Chengjin spat in his heart, buy skin! It was still 3,000 hectares just now, and it became 1,000 hectares when it was changed to Datong?

"Can I choose it myself?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face darkened, as if to say: I have given you a thousand hectares, if you don't know what's good for you, you will offend the public.

I don't know what this boy wants to do with Datong, but I will not be wrong to keep the big head.

Yan Chengjin was not afraid of the officials. Seeing that his request was ineffective, he had to bow: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

"This anthracite, produce more to supply the people in the capital. The Ministry of War ordered people to escort one million catties of charcoal to Liaodong... I'm afraid it won't burn for a few days, and the court will add another million catties."

Now that the price of charcoal has dropped, it doesn't cost much silver.

Yan Chengjin bowed: "Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to control coal and order the gentry not to mine privately."

Once the gentry tasted the sweetness, it would be difficult to take back the coal mines.

Now, coal is still a cheap business. The gentry's attention is all on silk, porcelain and tea. It is easy to control it.

Liu Jian agreed: "Yes, if it falls into the hands of the gentry, it will sooner or later become the same price as charcoal."

In the salt administration reform, the gentlemen understood many truths.

If you want something not to increase in price, then let the court control it!

If it falls into the hands of the gentry, it will be hyped up sooner or later.

Emperor Hongzhi said with a divine look in his eyes: "Decree that without the court's decree, no coal mining is allowed. The Censorate will write this decree into the laws of the Ming Dynasty."

The Ming Law was originally compiled by the Ministry of Justice, and now it has been handed over to the Censorate.

Yan Chengjin bowed slightly: "I obey your order!"

Li Dongyang lowered his eyes and thought of Qin Hong's memorial: "Your Majesty, Qin Hong has retired, and now the position of Minister of War is vacant."