"Third Brother, help me take a look. I don't have the time." Li Yi naturally gave what was meant to be given.
Li Longji took the letter from the prime minister, looked at the lacquer seal, and opened it.
With a glance, the prime ministers knew the rules. Urgent matters should not be written in prose, but things that were not urgent could be written in prose.
The content was not much, mainly asking how to arrange logistics.
"Brother Yi, the prime ministers are worried that the Tubo tribe has surrendered because of the heavy snow." Li Longji said to Li Yi.
The prime ministers were worried, but he was not. Wasn't it just logistics?
Li Yi nodded gently. "Baggage transportation is part of the social economy.
One million cuttings of grain are taken out, and there are only 300,000 cuttings left after the transportation.
It feels like a loss, but in fact, it is not. Because … "
Li Yi explained the theory and told everyone that the livestock and manpower investment had its own returns.
The return was money, especially in winter. In winter, production in the north was difficult, and the cost of feeding livestock was high.
It was different from farming when the weather was warm. Some were even responsible for transportation and did not participate in the work of the fields.
This way, the income in winter would be lower. Now that Baggage transportation was done, the livestock could eat better food, and the livestock owners could also earn money.
In the end, this money still had to be circulated and did not disappear.
What was really consumed was the state's financial income, and what was gained was a large group of people who surrendered.
The people were resources that could provide more financial income in the future.
The money spent on Baggage transportation was equivalent to public services.
For example, building roads and improving irrigation works were similar to raising pigs.
Buy piglets and feed them. Piglets were money, and the feed they fed was even more money. When the pigs were fattened, they would earn more.
"The meat rots in the pot. When the finances can easily support it, the increase in the population at the border is beneficial to the Tang dynasty.
Now, we will start to collect taxes. The greater the tax coverage, the more the Tang dynasty's financial income. "
Li Yi's final conclusion was this.
"Is that so? How much money does the Ministry of Revenue have now? "Li Dan understood and asked about the money of the imperial court.
"There should be more than six million yuan left. I haven't spent it yet. Next year's planning, look for Old Bi." Li Yi knew that he was calculating.
They had spent a lot of money on the railway tracks. If they wanted speed, they had to spend more money.
Li Dan sighed heavily. "I can't believe you still have so much money left."
"It will be gone after the new year. I don't want the imperial court to have too much surplus in the treasury, so I'll arrange it for them. Then, in the winter, the greenhouse and commercial taxes in the two capitals will be replenished.
Next year, the prefectures around the capital and the prefectures around Henan will have to pay taxes. "
Li Yi would not allow a large amount of financial surplus to appear. This meant that there were funds to settle down.
Li Dan laughed and said, "I'll listen to Zhu Yi."
He realized that he was worrying for nothing, and there was no need for him to care.
"Brother Yi, is the money coming from the Ministry of Revenue?" Li Longji asked. You've already arranged everything. Now it's an extra expense.
"The Li Family Zhuangzi will pay for it and lend it to the imperial court. Later, it will be deducted from the tax. As for our investment, it's the basic investment for the cooperation project between the Tang dynasty and Tubo.
When we distribute dividends in the future, we must deduct the cost, the cost of the funds and the time cost, which is also the interest.
It's not easy for us. We're helping Tubo take care of the people during the most critical time of winter. The people need us. "
Li Yi looked like he was bemoaning the state of the universe and pitying the fate of mankind.
The little girl Feng Qingdai looked up at her master with admiration. "Master, you're the best person in the world. You're still thinking about the people of Tubo."
Li Yi lowered his head. "… …"
"Qingdai, I'm not that kind of person. I'm scheming. In the future, I'll teach you the good and evil in the world. After I finish the surgery for you, I'll take my time. "
Li Yi did not want to lie to his first disciple. Don't think of me as a saint. I'm very ruthless when I act.
I'm ruthless and ruthless. If you take off your socks, you'll be even more ruthless.
"Master, I know. The people you're scheming against are bad people." Qingdai understood thoroughly.
"After you go back, find a death row prisoner. I'll show you how to use interventional surgery to open the ball. You just need to open it, and then it'll be fine. It's very simple."
Li Yi was extremely satisfied with his first disciple.
This surgery was simple. Yes, relatively simple. It was just a place that was too narrow, and then put a 'balloon' in it.
Within ten seconds, the balloon would be opened. The narrow place would be enlarged. There would be trauma, but it would not be a big problem. It would heal. Then, he would put away the ball and take it out.
Ten seconds. The shorter the time, the better.
Li Yi needed to practice interventional surgery. He needed to find more death row prisoners to practice his and his assistant's techniques.
He had practiced on dead people before. The muscles, blood vessels, and blood pressure of the dead were different from those of the living.
In his time, in the 70s, 80s, and 90s, the standards of the doctors in hospitals with large factories nearby were very high.
It was not that they learned well, but they practiced a lot.
Li Yi needed living people to practice. Given a chance to live, he believed that 90% of the death row prisoners would be willing.
"Yes!" The little girl had become carefree now. She could live for many years, and that way, she could help many people.
She had been educated like this since she was young. She did not earn much money, and the living standards of the people around Crouching Bull Mountain were not high enough.
Even if there was Mount Laojun, the name given by Li Shimin, it was still not enough.
Sometimes, the Feng family was subsidizing. The patients could not afford to pay for medicinal herbs. There were medicinal herbs in the mountains. Should they save them or not?
Picking medicinal herbs was a matter of time. The Feng family was still a little 'cold' in the past. They did not subsidize those who could not afford expensive medicine.
If a disease needed ginseng, the Feng family could not find it.
Codonopsis ginseng was easy to handle. It was available in the mountains.
Now, they were trying their best to accumulate merit for the little girl.
The Feng family also knew how powerful this descendant was. She only learned once.
In an instant, the reputation of the Feng family's medical center soared. Everyone was accumulating merit for the little girl.
In the eyes of the little girl's grandfather, he had done the right thing. Look, Li Dongzhu was here. His granddaughter had outperformed herself and became Li Dongzhu's disciple.
Then, the disease suddenly flared up. Li Dongzhu also dealt with it quickly.
His family had studied it for four years and only managed to alleviate it. At the same time, they determined that Qing Dai would not live to be 15 years old.
Who would have thought that Li Dongzhu would say that the disease could be cured?
Oh my god! It was really a blessing from the heavens! His family had done good deeds and accumulated merit. That was why the little girl met Li Dongzhu.
"Master, can we grow Codonopsis ginseng in a greenhouse?" The little girl's heart was always on the patient's matter. Although she was young, she was always thinking about the patients.
"No need for a greenhouse. It can be grown here." Li Yi gave a happy answer.
"What about ginseng?" The little girl still wanted to grow ginseng.
"No, the climate does not support it. It can only be grown in Bohai Sea. Changbai Mountain ginseng." Li Yi still gave an accurate answer.
In fact, any place was fine. Northeast ginseng. You can simulate the environment, such as temperature, sunshine, soil, and grow it.
The cost of a three-year ginseng was more than 50 grams. What about a 30-year ginseng? It would cost 500 grams.
At that time, Li Yi had sold ginseng in the Northeast market. A five-year ginseng was sold from 8 to 12 RMB. They were all bought to stew chicken.
It was best to use an eight-year-old ginseng to make wine. After eight years, the ginseng would start to grow smaller and smaller and then become bigger.
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