Finishing the fishing only made the table of the Revolutionary Army a little more food in a short period of time. The next thing was in front of Zhou Qingfeng — how to make money?
The Revolutionary Army was getting bigger and bigger. Although Zhou Qingfeng implemented a simple management policy for those who came later and no longer provided too many benefits. However, the Revolutionary Army was gradually becoming a local force with multiple divisions of labor. The internal expenses inevitably expanded, but the money that was plundered was getting less and less. He originally thought about whether the fish could be sold, but he found that he didn't even have enough to eat.
He still had to think of other ways to make money.
Plunder the land?
Don't count on it. What could be plundered had been plundered. Zhou Qingfeng's land reform policy inspired the local gentry and rich families to riot, but they then encountered a disaster.
The first phase of expansion of the Imperial Guard was completed very smoothly. After a few days of simple training, they were sent out to suppress the local forces. The Revolutionary Army regarded the local gentry as a reactionary force and controlled those who were willing to submit. Those who resisted were directly eliminated. Zhou Qingfeng now understood why the rabbit wanted to eliminate the landlords when he founded the country. Who cares if you are good or bad, you are not one of us anyway.
But the money of the rich was just a windfall. It would be gone when it was used up.
"Our Moonlight purchased ink, paper and inkstone for administrative office from Shandong, and it cost 8,000 taels."
"So much?"
Zhou Qingfeng was eating a bear paw, which was obtained from the gentry. It would be a waste if he didn't eat it. Recently, he was really tired of eating fish. It just so happened that there were a few good cooks among the refugees, so he changed to eating delicacies. Hearing Xu Bing said that the ink, paper and inkstone cost 8,000 taels, he who was eating the bear paw was really a little surprised.
Pen and ink were just a very inconspicuous kind of office consumption. It cost 8,000 taels, how could it be? Wouldn't the other expenses easily be tens of thousands? How could I have so much money to spend?
Xu Bing explained, "You said that we can ignore the refugees, but we can't ignore the children of the refugees. Tens of thousands of children from six to twelve years old were enrolled in school. Now the teachers are seriously scattered. Not to mention all the people with intermediate diplomas are teachers, even many people with primary diplomas have become teachers. The cost of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones is naturally high, and the quality of teaching is especially poor. "
"Didn't we transform hundreds of old-fashioned scholars? These guys might not be good at other things, but they should be able to teach them 500 everyday Chinese characters, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, right? Are the teachers still not enough? "
"Of course it's not enough. Most of those old-fashioned scholars are stubborn in their thinking. They only obey on the surface but oppose on the inside. There are too many who play tricks in the dark. They needed to be repeatedly hammered and reformed. I've already ordered the execution of several. " Xu Bing angrily said, "Now the Ministry of Administration is thinking of ways to recruit some scholars from Shandong and Jiangnan to fill in the holes, but it will cost a lot of money. Now let me ask you, where is the money? "
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and quickly ate the bear paw in his hand. He said, "Well, well, well. I've just started a new project recently. It's a success. I have a lot of money to spend."
"You mean your salt works? It's almost October now. It's not a good season to dry salt. "Xu Bing said.
Spanish Fish Circle was not only a fishery, but the coastal beach was also a good salt works. The Gaizhou Guards had a specialized salt house, but they relied on burning firewood and seawater to obtain salt. The efficiency was too low, and it wasted fuel. The Revolutionary Army engaged in work relief and recruited a large number of people to renovate the salt pans on a large scale according to modern technology.
However, the salt pans produced salt seasonally. It was usually from May to September. The summer sun was strong, the sea breeze was strong, and there was little rainfall. It was almost October now. They could only renovate the salt pans and wait for the next year to produce salt.
But now …
Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "It's not the salt pans. It's something else. I'll tell you when I'm done. "
Xu Bing was very suspicious, but she did not continue to ask. After eating the bear paw, Zhou Qingfeng quietly left his office and rushed all the way to the Ministry of Health set up by the transmigrators. To improve the financial situation of the Revolutionary Army in a short period of time, he had to start some projects with low investment, quick results, and high benefits. Medicine was undoubtedly the killer weapon in the hands of the transmigrators.
Completely different from the arduous process of other transmigrators to master their cultivation, the two transmigrators appeared with spiritual power, and they were very powerful. They were directly at Level 7 Vitality. Others were envious to death. However, they had a certain kind of spiritual power of life that could only be used for medical treatment.
In the Ministry of Health, the former full-time coroner, now the second-in-command doctor, Zhang Yueling, was learning medical knowledge from the beginning. Compared to Zhou Qingfeng who only provided a pile of medical books, the two serious transmigrator doctors obviously had a more suitable training method. Zhang Yueling, more than a dozen former coroner doctors, and dozens of civilian doctors who had been recruited were all in the Ministry of Health.
"Where are Minister Yu and Deputy Minister Deng?" Zhou Qingfeng came in and asked.
The Ministry of Health was currently temporarily occupying the official government office of the Gaizhou Guards. They would soon move to Jinzhou. The two transmigrator doctors wanted to establish a real medical school. Zhang Yueling was on duty in a side room, holding a medical book that Zhou Qingfeng could not understand. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng come in, he pointed to a room behind the side room. "The two ministers and other researchers are in the third lab."
The two transmigrator doctors were strange. The things they did were very special. They had a lot of rules, even more than Zhou Qingfeng. When they were asked to make some medicine, they kept saying things like "disinfection", "inactivation", "amide", and other things that people could not understand. However, they soon realized that modern medicine could not be done in the late Ming Dynasty. They had to develop medicine in the late Ming Dynasty.
So they could only learn alchemy.
Zhou Qingfeng's alchemy was purely metaphysical. What he could make depended on his luck, so it could not be promoted. The two doctors found a few low-level cultivators who came to the "Revolutionary Army" to do research together. It was said that a very capable cultivator who was good at alchemy came this morning. She was a woman, so Zhou Qingfeng specially came to take a look.
When he arrived at the third lab, he saw several people in different clothes, including the two transmigrator doctors. Before Zhou Qingfeng could recognize who was who, he suddenly saw a small colorful alchemy furnace on the square table in the room.
This alchemy furnace was very familiar.
When Zhou Qingfeng was still thinking about where he had seen this alchemy furnace, he heard someone in the room shouting eagerly, "Good, good, good. The extraction of this berberine liquid is very good. As long as we can produce berberine on a large scale, we will have a good medicine to fight against infectious diarrhea. "
The one who spoke was the transmigrator doctor Yu Hongyang, but the person surrounded by the crowd was a petite and shy woman. When Zhou Qingfeng saw her, he exclaimed, "Sister Wen."
This delicate young woman was the daughter-in-law of the Ye family in Liaodong, Wen Ruolan, who had played the "Intoxicating Spring Breeze" with Zhou Qingfeng in Onizuka. Why was the daughter-in-law of this aristocratic family here? Zhou Qingfeng thought that he would never see her again in this life.
When Zhou Qingfeng shouted, Wen Ruolan on the opposite side was like a frightened little beast, looking around in panic. When she recognized Zhou Qingfeng at the door, she exclaimed, "Don't come over."
The other people in the room were inexplicable, but they also saw that the man and the woman should know each other. In the laboratory, Yu Hongyang coughed and said, "Qingfeng, you came at the right time. We just finished a very important thing, we used the alchemy technique to extract the berberine. With this successful example, we are confident that we can make some anti-inflammatory and anti-bacterial Chinese patent medicine. "
Aha … Not bad, not bad!
Zhou Qingfeng walked into the room with a laugh, but his eyes were staring at Wen Ruolan, who had nowhere to hide, "It seems that you have made a lot of achievements, congratulations! Can this berberine be produced on a large scale? What about the cost? Do you want me to help? I am also very good at alchemy. "
"At present, it is still in the state of laboratory production, and we still need to consider the process for large-scale production. But the cost should not be too high, not only can it meet our internal needs, but we can also consider selling it. "Yu Hongyang said a few words, but found that Zhou Qingfeng was not listening. The latter had been staring at Wen Ruolan, who was hiding in the corner, ignoring everyone else.
Finding that he seemed to have become a third wheel, Yu Hongyang could only waved his hand and said, "You guys come with me, it seems that we can't stay here anymore."
Once Minister Yu left, the others naturally followed. Wen Ruolan also wanted to escape from the room, but Zhou Qingfeng directly inserted himself in front of her and grabbed her arms. Wen Ruolan suddenly burst into tears and said sadly, "Do you want to force me to death? Why can't I avoid you no matter where I go? I have joined the rebels, but I still have to see you, little thief. "
You obviously bumped into me, didn't you?
Zhou Qingfeng was angry and amused at the same time, but he was also very softhearted. He slightly loosened his grip and said with a smile, "Sister, this is your fault. This is obviously my place, so of course you will see me when you come here. "
Wen Ruolan only sobbed and did not understand Zhou Qingfeng's meaning, thinking that he was talking nonsense to deceive people. Zhou Qingfeng asked again, "Don't be stubborn, how can I be willing to let you die? Tell me, how did you come here? "
There were several stools in the laboratory, so Zhou Qingfeng simply sat down and picked up Wen Ruolan and put her on his lap. The delicate little woman struggled a few times, but she could not resist. She could only tilt her head and said with a sob, "You want to bully me, I am already homeless, but you still want to bully me."
Listening to Wen Ruolan's soft tone, and thinking about his life as a monk for more than half a year, Zhou Qingfeng used his strength to twist the woman's body and asked, "Sister, don't be angry. You don't have to say how you came here, but can you tell me what you have just done? I think Old Yu is praising people, but he is praising you, right? "
Wen Ruolan turned her head and refused to look at Zhou Qingfeng, and said awkwardly, "What I do here has nothing to do with you."
Zhou Qingfeng was happy, "This is my place, and you have joined the Revolutionary Army, so you are under my jurisdiction. How can you say that it has nothing to do with me? "
Wen Ruolan was wandering in a foreign land, and she was already lonely and had no one to rely on. She was even more weak, so she did not dare to resist Zhou Qingfeng. She guessed that this little thief might be a small official here, so she said angrily, "Let me go, I am under Minister Yu's jurisdiction."
"But Old Yu is under my jurisdiction." Zhou Qingfeng continued to say happily.
Wen Ruolan turned her head and stared at Zhou Qingfeng's smiling face, feeling very puzzled.
"I am Zhou Qingfeng."
"You are the … young marshal that they keep talking about?"
"Yes!"
Zhou Qingfeng gently closed his arms and hugged the stunned Wen Ruolan a little tighter. He leaned his head close to the woman's face and asked in a low voice, "Can I control you?"
The warm breath rushed into Wen Ruolan's neck, making half of her body feel numb and itchy. But this time, she did not push away Zhou Qingfeng, and her mind went blank.
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