Chapter: 22

Under the crooked neck tree, Jiang Xinghuo showed Zhu Gaoxu a large piece of watermelon with his own hands.

Jiang Xinghuo pointed to the big piece of watermelon in his hand and said: "If you compare the tax revenue of Ming Dynasty to this piece of watermelon, is it the part after it is distributed to the clan?"

Then Jiang Xinghuo broke off one of the petals and held it in the other hand, but the remaining watermelon in his hand did not seem to be too much.

"Since the total amount of watermelons in the 'national fiscal revenue' remains unchanged, will I distribute some to the clan, officials, and the army? Will it be less?"

Looking at the three-petal watermelon in Jiang Xinghuo's hand, Zhu Gaoxu nodded. This is an obvious reason.

"Then have you ever thought that the watermelon of 'national fiscal revenue' can actually be made bigger?"

Zhu Gaoxu was a little puzzled. He scratched his beard and asked, "Mr. Jiang, since you said that this piece of watermelon is Daming's tax revenue, and Daming's tax revenue is basically fixed. How can I make the watermelon bigger?"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't answer him, but snatched a piece of watermelon from his hand.

"do you understand?"

Zhu Gaoxu was taken aback: "Steal someone else's?"

"right."

"However, Daming is not a Mongolian who can ride on a horse and drive cattle and sheep. If he wants to rob other people's wealth, he has to send out an army, prepare civilians and auxiliary soldiers, and continue to supply supplies from thousands of miles away. He is surrounded by poor countries... ...Regardless of whether you can win or not, even if you win, I am afraid that the things you get are not as good as the things you spend?"

"you're right."

Jiang Xinghuo returned the watermelon he had snatched from his hand, and then pushed Zhu Gaoxu out of the shade of the tree. The summer was scorching hot, and Zhu Gaoxu, who had been in the shade for a long time, couldn't bear it for a while, and there were several watermelons next to him .

"Now I have leaves in my hand, which can shade you from the sun. You have a lot of watermelons in your hand, but you don't have leaves to shade you. Would you like to exchange the watermelons in your hand?"

Looking at the leaf in Jiang Xinghuo's hand, Zhu Gaoxu seemed to understand something.

He said with some uncertainty: "Mr. Jiang means that different regions have different products, and the price A is extremely cheap here, and the price B is extremely cheap in another place. Both parties feel that it is profitable." Therefore, the deal has been concluded, and after Mr. Jiang got the watermelon that is very valuable to you, he will have more watermelons in his hand."

Jiang Xinghuo asked after exchanging a leaf for a piece of watermelon in Zhu Gaoxu's hand.

"That's right, then let me ask you, have we used force between us? Didn't we use force? Did I use trade to achieve the same effect and make the watermelon bigger?"

"Indeed..."

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned, but immediately thought of an important question.

"Mr. Jiang, since trade can make the watermelon of 'national fiscal revenue' bigger, have so many smart people in the past dynasties never thought of it?"

"Of course I thought about it, and even practiced it."

Looking at Zhu Gaoxu's puzzled eyes, Jiang Xinghuo muttered with a look that Zhu Gaoxu had never seen before.

"Don't you see, the front court is bleeding into sea water, the Emperor Wu has no intention of opening the side!"

"Don't you see, there are two hundred prefectures in Shandong Province of the Han family, and there are thousands of villages and thousands of people living in Jingqi!"

"Don't you see, the bones of the dead have never been harvested in ancient times, the new ghosts bother the old ghosts and cry, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the sound is chirping..."

Jiang Xinghuo returned to the lazy state of salted fish, lay down and patted the watermelon, and said with a bit of disinterest.

"The strong man prospered in the Tang Dynasty, and he did not hesitate to use force to control the Western Regions. Could it be for the Silk Road from the East to the West?"

"Whoever masters the Silk Road can conduct land trade with the far west, and the country's fiscal revenue will have a new source, and it will have countless wealth, and with wealth, the king will not have to be trapped For that pitiful land tax deducted from the people who face the loess and their backs to the sky."