This is the credit system I have worked so hard to build!

I saw a satisfied smile on Zhuge Liang's face, and his voice became more and more friendly, "How long can you let this ticket be issued for?"

"Prime Minister, this time limit is not set arbitrarily."

Feng Yong said anxiously.

The time limit for the note is determined not only by the need to prevent theft, but also by the delivery time of the lever and the actual supply period of the felt.

If you really mess around, sooner or later you will kill yourself.

Seeing Old Demon Zhuge showing such an expression and then asking such questions, Feng Yong, who had seen the crazy appearance of financial leverage in later generations, could think of what he was going to do with his heels.

Damn it, I just played a small lever in Nanzhong, and even Li Yi and others didn't notice anything unusual. I didn't expect Old Demon Zhuge to be so sharp.

"Isn't there another workshop in Nanzheng? What are you afraid of?"

Zhuge Liang said dissatisfied.

With that piece of rag of yours that even barbarians don’t want? Stop being ridiculous!

If you look at the real estate industry in later generations, you should understand that leverage is addictive, and if it fails, it will be out of control, dragging the national economy towards the abyss without looking back.

Of course, that was in the context of the era of world economic integration.

If it were placed in this era of small-scale peasant economy, because the activity of economic activities is extremely low, the fluctuations would be much smaller, but that is relative to the entire country.

For Feng Yong, if he doesn't do it right, the Maobu credit system he has finally established will definitely collapse.

When the time comes, his reputation will be ruined, and it will be a trivial matter if someone throws excrement at the door of Feng's house.

How many people want to tear him into pieces and die together with him is a big deal.

It is estimated that there will be a queue from Fengzhuang all the way to the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Jincheng.

He couldn't help but not be afraid.

"Can you tell Yong what the Prime Minister wants to do? Maybe Yong can help with some ideas."

Feng Tibi felt like he was sweating all over.

Hot, this cell is really too hot.

"Oh? It seems that this matter is really serious, and you are unwilling to let go even to death?"

Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong in surprise, "Is it because you don't want others to contaminate your money?"

As he spoke, he frowned again, "This note is now more useful than the imperial copper coins. This printed note is no different than minting. You don't want to keep it in your hands, do you?"

"of course not."

Feng Yong shook his head.

Things like woolen cloth notes, as Zhuge Laoyao said, are equivalent to the right to mint money in a small area.

Regardless of how big or small this right is, it should actually be controlled by the state.

But the current situation is somewhat special. It is a credit system based on the ranches and workshops in Hanzhong and Feng Yong's own reputation as a guarantee.

Just hand it over like this, let’s not talk about whether it is willing or not, just say that the imperial court is really addicted to using this kind of leverage. If it gets out of hand and makes the gods and people angry, it will be a direct blood sacrifice for Feng Yong to appease everyone.

It's political instinct.

It's not that I don't believe Zhuge Lao Yao, but I don't believe politicians.

"It's not impossible for the Prime Minister to use this kind of banknotes. But he can't use them in the name of the Nanxiang County Workshop or in my name. I can hand over the craftsmen who printed the banknotes to the imperial court, and the imperial court can use them in its own name.

"

"At that time, the ticket will have nothing to do with Nanxiang or me, and Nanxiang will never print another ticket."

What I want is money like yours. Who recognizes money from the imperial court?

Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong with great dissatisfaction and asked again, "What are you afraid of?"

"fear death."

Feng Yong answered honestly.

Zhuge Liang frowned: "Why is it so serious? As long as I am here, who dares to touch you?"

Feng Yong glanced at Zhuge Liang and said nothing.

Anyway, I just don’t believe in political creatures.

"How to print these bills, I definitely can't keep them in your hands. If you can print three times more today, you will dare to print thirty times more in the future. If something goes wrong, can you afford it?"

It would definitely not work if the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, who had a strong desire to control, just watched the money that could shake the Han Dynasty's taxation go out of his control.

But Feng Yong's rare resolute attitude made Zhuge Liang a little at a loss as to what to do.

Feng Yong scratched his neck stubbornly: This is what I want to say to you too.

Today I secretly printed three times more tickets. Tomorrow you will dare to print thirty times more tickets openly.

Instead of waiting in fear year after year for the day when the calamity comes, it is better to bite the bullet today and not give in.

The two people, one old and one young, just looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"How are you doing?"

Zhuge Liang rubbed his forehead and finally gave in. After all, he wanted something from the other party.

If this guy gets desperate and cancels the ticket directly, then it will really be a waste that outweighs the gain.

Money was needed to restore the people's livelihood of the Han Dynasty, money was needed to rectify armaments, and even more money was needed for the Northern Expedition.

The Han Prime Minister, who has always been careful about his budget, found that he started to have a little more money last year.

After the Southern Expedition was completed this year, we found that not only was our finances not in short supply, we had an extra income from selling our labor.

Then, after following the clues, I discovered that a certain bastard was able to conjure nearly a year's worth of taxes from a big man through some unknown means!

Simply!

Don't say you are no longer a child, even if you are a child, I will not let you go!

"Okay, Prime Minister, let's each take a step back. We will still print the tickets. If the court has any needs, they can put them forward. As long as they can be met, we will try our best to meet them. If they cannot be met, I will give an explanation."

"But in the end, it is up to us to decide how much to print, and the court cannot force it."

Later generations of officials could not control their own hands and tried their best to seal more seals. Naturally, Feng Yong could not believe the officials at this time.

It’s fun to print votes like crazy for a while, and it’s fun to keep printing, but as long as it’s fun, the people will become unhappy.

"No! If you are allowed to print, who knows how many you will print? Nanzhong was lucky that time. If it can't cope with it next time, it will eventually cause turmoil in Shu. Even if you chop off your head, I won't be able to forgive you."

Look, this hasn’t even started yet, and you’re already trying to chop off my head.

Feng Yong curled his lips and said, "The imperial court can send someone over to watch. We will make a plan based on the actual situation according to how many copies we print every year."

"Unless there is an emergency that requires temporary additional printing, we will make suggestions to the court and request additional printing based on how much we can support. If the court does not allow it, we will give up."

The supervision of the imperial court, in fact, the credit system also has the endorsement of the imperial court, so it will be much stronger.

Some power must be given away. There is no way around it.

After all, the right to mint money was originally the right of the imperial court. It was only under this special historical condition that I took advantage of it due to chance.

"You want more seals again?" Zhuge Liang understood the meaning of Feng Yong's words.

"Nanzhong, if you want to cultivate Nanzhong, there will be a lot of money to spend on it."
Chapter completed!