My Bank Is Connected to Another World

This result.

Within a few days, it reached the imperial capital of Nanyu Empire.

Chaotang.

Early in the morning, the minister reported.

Finished listening.

The queen mother, who was listening to politics, couldn't help but feel happy.

"it is good."

"it is good."

"Jinzhou Mu, a chaotic thief, sometimes defies, so pay more attention to this Xinfu Yin in the future, maybe, one day, it will be of great use."

"Yes!"

The ministers agreed.

indeed.

The existence of this Xinfu Yin has made Jinju more variables.

Jinzhou has been sick of them for so long, now, let Jinzhou Mu have a taste, like the taste of the throat.

. . .

Jinju.

State capital.

After this incident, Zhou Mu could imagine how Nan Yu made fun of him, a group of sloppy people forced him to appoint him as Fu Yin.

hit?

Don't dare, he can't afford to lose.

and.

Judging from the information sent back, those people are very good at buying people's hearts. The current Qufu, because of what they did in the past, the people are very dissatisfied with him.

Up and down.

The grievance is heavy.

The hearts of the people are lost.

Helpless!

After repeated evaluations, we agreed to those conditions.

autonomy!

Tribute!

With thirty thousand taels of gold and one million catties of grain a year, Zhou Mu couldn't help but feel enthusiastic about this. In the past, Qufu gave less than half of the tribute a year.

Now doubled, it can be said to be a big profit.

Forget it.

I was sold as an official, anyway, it wasn't that I had never done it.

Nowadays, the ultimate goal is stability, and nothing goes wrong.

. . .

The success of Qufu's ‘uprising’ made many people active and wanted to follow suit, but they soon discovered how ridiculous their ideas were.

Want to succeed.

First, there is chaos on the ground.

Second, the popular support has been lost.

Third, its own strength.

Obviously.

It is hard to find those who meet this condition.

Hundred cities?

difficult!

Because most of them are city-states, the family is powerful, the power of the government, and even attached to the family, such places want to rely on false imperial edicts and dreams.

Qianzhai?

Ah!

It is more closed than a hundred cities, ruled by the clan, and has no outsiders.

two countries?

Don't even think about the Dayan Empire. Although the old emperor is dead and the kings are separated, they still maintain unity. Once there is a rebellion, they will be directly suppressed.

At last.

It was the Nanyu Empire, thinking differently, rebelling is death.

that's all.

Analysis comes, analysis goes.

Everyone found that only Qufu in Jinju satisfies all the conditions. Even in other places in Jinju, it does not satisfy the loss of popular support.

Helpless!

This single seedling was first pulled out by others.

As for strength? Many people feel that there is still a shortage of soldiers to control a government?

People can pile pirates to death.

. . .

No matter what the outside world thinks, Qu Mansion is advancing according to someone's plan.

A certain village.

A large number of villagers were called together.

"Starting from today, in order to facilitate travel and major road repairs, the villages will work hard to level and widen the road from the village to the official road, and the standard will be in accordance with the official road."

"..."

"In order to guard against bandits, each village has formed a guard team."

"..."

"As long as one person joins the guard, the family can be exempted from land tax. There is a limit of 30 people in a village, and there is subsidy. Every three days, one day training in the town."

"..."

"The mansion will distribute poultry breeds to various farmers, and after they are raised, they will be purchased together."

"..."

"From now on, Qufu will fully implement low-cost first-class salt, and other low-quality salt will no longer be allowed to be sold. In order to distribute it reasonably, the population will be registered."

"Quota per person, the price has been set, ten copper plates per sassafras."

"..."

A large number of new rules made the villagers' brains a little buzzing.

but.

But it's overjoyed, because it's all good things.

Repair roads.

Guards.

duty free.

Bird species.

First class salt.

......

Each item is really related to their interests. They are not afraid of hardship, but they are afraid of not running. Now, Xinfu Yin is obviously a pragmatist.

Like first-class salt, one sassafras was counted as silver taels before.

Today, it can be purchased with copper plates.

For Xinfu Yin, they are supporting them with all four limbs.

. . .

A certain county.

Population registration has already started, and the food sale has now been sold out, and the benefits of registration are currently only one---cheap first-class salt.

To this.

The people are very enthusiastic.

Quota system.

Registered, within the monthly share, it can be cheap, if it exceeds, you have to pay a high price, mainly to discourage private salt dealers who bought it and sold it in Beppu.

Build roads in the village.

The county seat is also repaired.

It has been destroyed by pirates for many years, and the entire Qu Mansion is a waste of time.

. . .

Earth.

In the shop.

As it was the beginning of the month, Shu Fu opened business as usual.

Approaching the Spring Festival.

Beaming.

Red lanterns were also hung at the entrance of Shufu shop, and there was even a wood-cut red knot in the window, which attracted the attention of many passersby and came to look at it.

talk.

Take pictures.

Surprised.

Because the carving is too fine, even if you look closely, it is difficult to see that it is wood, because Shu Fu used the technique of micro-carving and used a lot of hollowing.

Plus almost full-level coloring technology.

In the end, this work was achieved.

That's right.

works!

A Chinese knot.

It seems simple, but it is the pinnacle of Shu Fu's craftsmanship. The carving knife in his hand, the smallest, is just the same as a general sewing needle, for this knot.

Shu Fu spent twenty hours.

"Boss, how much is this?"

"five hundred?"

"one thousand?"

"One thousand and five?"

"..."

Later, the man asked two thousand.

"Young man, are you stupid, buy Master Shu's work for two thousand? Just came back from the field?"

Many people around laughed kindly. New Year's Eve is approaching, and many people come back from working out. Naturally, they lack understanding of Shu Yi, who became famous only in the second half of the year.

"Just this work, there are no ten thousand, don't even think about it."

"..."

The man froze for a moment.

Stupid!

Ten thousand to buy a piece of wood, his salary for two months.

just.

The next moment, he found that he couldn't understand the world.

"Xiao Fu, will you sell it for 100,000?" An old man came in.

"Not for sale."

"..."

Well, the old man can only shrug his shoulders and express his helplessness. People will not let go of the things that Shu Fu doesn't want to sell, how much money, at least he can't break it.

Pity.

Such a finely carved work cannot be owned.

I wanted Shu Fu to carve one, but they didn't pick it up.

Currently, Shu Fu only accepts portraits.

"One hundred thousand? Uncle, isn't UU reading www.uukanshu.com a fool?" The man returned to his senses, looking at the foolish expression on his face.

Hear the words.

The old man smiled at him.

"Yes, but I can't even take it as a fool."

Finished.

Continue to admire the miniature sculptures in the window. The more I look at it, the more I like it. This kind of craftsmanship, he dare to say, this is the only one in the country, and there is no semicolon. It is amazing!

Slightly carved, difficult.

It is even more difficult to find such a large miniature sculpture. After searching for a long time, there is no trace of damage.

Even if you let those woodcarving masters come, don't even think about carving well within a month, and it's hard to be so perfect.

If he didn't know that Shu Fu didn't want to buy, he would be willing to hundreds of thousands.

For those who don’t like it, it’s wood, but for those who like it, it’s art.