Clanging sounds could be heard as the blacksmiths began to swing their hammers in the middle of winter.
Again and again, Li Yi didn't work. He just watched from the side.
As he watched, he muttered, "80, 80, 80 …"
"Li Lang, what is 80?" Xiao Lan listened for a moment. She really couldn't combine 80 with the current hammer, so she could only ask.
"80 cents is equivalent to an octagon. Swinging a hammer is 80 cents. Aiya, 'dividing money' is really too hurtful."
Li Yi began to feel sad as he spoke of the "classic story".
Penny by penny, Li Family Zhuangzi's workshop was printing money.
Losing money was not enough to cover the cost, but the people needed it.
"Li Lang, why don't you print it? Just print the corner." Princess Yongmu also felt distressed. She had long regarded Li Family Zhuangzi as her own home.
She took Xiao Lan to study accounting hard. Li Family Zhuangzi had accounting and cashier separately.
First, learn the skills of the two professions, and then learn auditing. The requirements for auditing were higher.
When he took over in the future, Li Lang didn't want to take care of the accounts, but he had to.
"It's okay, I can earn it back." Li Yi thought for a moment and said to Princess Yongmu with a smile.
"You'll earn money if you use it more often?" Princess Yongmu understood this kind of situation.
"No, after I finish printing, I'll keep a large pile of them as a set. I'll turn the currency into commemorative coins. With a little hype, the price will go up.
Including stamps. Stamps are printed in a large edition. I'll deliberately print a few wrong editions, and they'll become scarce.
The key is overseas. A penny doesn't have enough purchasing power. A penny in Chang 'an can't buy anything.
In the future, a penny in our family should at least be able to buy a big fat chicken overseas. "
Li Yi didn't have to worry about losing money printing small denominations in a short period of time.
A few years later, the purchasing power of any currency would exceed the production cost.
In Li Yi's memory, there was a time when genuine leather shoes in the country cost more than four hundred yuan to buy.
The same leather shoes were exported, but they cost more than 70 cents a pair.
Firstly, it was because the other party had too many leather materials and was not worth much. Secondly, it was a global currency.
Would the company be able to make a loss at this price? Purely speaking, it was a loss.
However, there was a subsidy. Selling a pair of shoes would give him a subsidy. At the same time, there was no tax and no management fees.
The country needed foreign exchange. Even if they had to sell their blood, they had to get foreign exchange. In the tough years, they had to swallow their teeth and blood.
Since his own country could be like that in the past, the Tang dynasty should also have a taste of it now. Let them suffer.
"One cent for a chicken?" Xiao Lan couldn't figure it out.
"The premise is that we're willing to buy it. If we're not, it's not a penny more." Li Yi raised his chin.
"So domineering!" Little stars appeared in Xiao Lan's eyes.
"More medicine? They have to buy medicine when they're sick, right? Our medicine is good. Do you want to buy it? We want the Li Family Zhuangzi's exchange coupon. How much a life is worth depends on how much money he has. "
Li Yi explained briefly. Now, Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine were suppressing the whole world.
In fact, it would be very useful in the future. The main problem was that it was not developing. They had to rely on the experience of their predecessors.
Whether Chinese medicine was useful or not, they had to look at some basketball players. They were from the North American country.
Then, they would notice that there were black, purple, and red circles on their bodies.
Ha! Cupping, right?
There were also large patches of them. Scraping, right?
As for acupuncture, they could not tell unless there was an accident during the acupuncture.
Otherwise, they had just finished acupuncture. According to the traditional method, they had to apply mugwort ash to the needle to seal the eye of the needle.
Now, there was not even blood letting therapy or opium therapy in the North American country.
Li Yi stopped writing as he spoke. He had finished writing. Talking did not affect his writing.
The people beside him took the letter and read it. Four of them read it. Then, the Winged Knights sent the letter back to be printed in the newspaper.
The four of them picked up their pens and wrote. They had a photographic memory. After they finished writing, the four of them compared it.
Li Yi knew the reason. It was not easy to read. There were no books.
If you borrowed books from others, you would owe them a favor.
Aristocratic families liked to borrow books. When the students borrowed books, those who had some money would copy them. Those who did not would memorize them.
When the aristocratic family needed you one day, if you rejected them, you would be cutting off your future path.
When it was not easy to find books, everyone would try their best to memorize them.
Li Yi had a special memory. During two primary school classes, he had to memorize two thousand words of erotic stories. Then, he would give a 'speech'.
During those two classes, the other children went to the mountains to play. He memorized it alone in the classroom. He would cover his ears with his hands and read.
In one class, twenty minutes, sixty minutes, he had memorized all two thousand words.
The key was that while he was giving a 'speech', he had put his emotions into it. He had even cried.
At that time, he was only eight years old and could already do this. He had not received any special training.
Once a child was serious, he would learn mental arithmetic like playing. He would memorize things very quickly.
At this moment, the people who were brought here to write the daily diary had to be good at shorthand.
When they finished writing, there were not many words. Li Yi only wrote the key points.
They compared with each other, and then some people agreed with others.
Next, they used a stylus to write on a steel sheet and prepared to print.
In the whole team, no one was just there to make up the numbers. They had to have an absolute advantage in a certain aspect to be able to follow the team.
"Dongzhu, all the livers of the poultry and livestock have been collected." Song De ran over and reported to Li Yi.
"It's done. After dinner, we will continue our journey. We can go back on the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month." Li Yi instructed.
There were only two uses for braised liver. It was a side dish and a snack.
It was not a side dish. Unless it was fried and braised with extra sauce, it could be eaten as a side dish.
…
The sun was finally in the middle of the sky. The weather was good. The sun was shining and the ultraviolet rays were strong.
"The blue sky in winter. Don't you two want to write a poem?" Li Yi smiled and asked Meng Haoran and Wang Wei when they were about to eat.
Both of them shook their heads. No, they did not want to write. Their hearts were not in it. They could not write at all.
"It's good that you don't want to write. When you go back, it will be the new year. On the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, I will allow you two to send letters to the courier station.
Brother Meng will write a letter home. It will take a few days. At least, it will be sent home before the new year.
Bring sister-in-law and Yibu here. I will help you set up a status for the mother and son. "
As Li Yi talked about poems, he suddenly remembered the situation of Meng Haoran's family.
He had a wife and son because his wife's status was not good. She came from a brothel.
She was not allowed to enter the ancestral grave and was not given a status.
Meng Haoran was in the middle of the status of parents and wife and son. He was depressed.
The real pressure came from his parents. His parents had raised him for his own good. Now, the wife he found was not good. They would not recognize the child she gave birth to.
We are doing it for your own good. You have to understand the compassion of parents.
In Li Yi's view, things were clear. There was nothing good or bad. It was just the right to speak.
You have to do whatever I want you to do. If you don't agree, I will make you suffer.
You are my child. I have the final say. If you don't listen, you are disgraceful.
Then, after a struggle, if the child won, the parents would start to raise dogs. They would raise them as children and call them son and daughter.
The real son and daughter would also raise dogs and call them son and daughter.
It was normal. People who pursued the right to speak would get a sense of achievement by raising animals. They seemed to have enough social status.
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