Does He Yan know what he is talking about?

Could it be that Cao Cao's sword is not fast enough?

Grain prices are related to the stability of the country and have always been a top priority for the government. If it were to change other things, it would be easy to negotiate, but if the grain prices were to be moved... then it would simply be a challenge to the government.

"My dear nephew, there are some things about this matter, there are some things..."

Although Yang Biao is very old, he doesn't want to meet his ancestors so soon yet.

Precisely because he has lived a long life, Yang Biao knows very well what things can be touched and what cannot be touched.

This price of food is undoubtedly untouchable.

"Please also ask Mr. Yang to wait for me to finish."

He Yan signaled to Yang Biao to be calm: "Controlling food prices certainly does not mean going against the government and intimidating the people."

"After grain production increases, grain prices will plummet. Even if Yang Gong and others don't sell grain, others will sell grain... In this case, why not just monopolize grain directly?"

Yang Biao still had a wry smile on his face: "My dear nephew, this matter is not as simple as you think."

"If the price of food is low and the people have worked hard for a year to grow the food but they can't feed themselves, then what do you want them to do?"

The cheapness of the grain hurts the people.

There is a lot of knowledge in these four words.

If food becomes cheaper and the people do not make a profit, then who will continue to farm in the fields?

If the price is too high, not to mention the government coming to drink tea, even honest and responsible people will turn into vicious gangsters and come to steal food, which will make the gain outweigh the loss.

"That's right, I just want to keep the price of food as low as possible! So low that no one except us is willing to farm!"

When He Yan said this, his tone was a little cold, which was the opposite extreme from the sage who "had the world in mind" just now.

Yang Biao and Yang Xiu looked at He Yan strangely again.

Obviously, both father and son are wondering whether He Yan is crazy...

Yang Xiu was a little better. Although he didn't quite understand, he was very courageous and could follow He Yan's thinking.

So Yang Xiu asked with some stuttering: "Then Marquis Shen... the people don't go to farm anymore, what do you want them to do?"

If the common people don't farm, can they still be called common people?

Refugee? Bandit? Thief?

In today's secular concept, if people don't cultivate the land, they mean they don't learn well! They mean they are extremely evil!

Even if Xia Jie and Shang Zhou were still alive, they would not dare to say that they would not allow people to cultivate land.

Otherwise, you are digging your own grave and bringing about your own destruction.

Binding the people with land has been the experience of rulers for almost a thousand years. Now He Yan suddenly said that people would not be allowed to farm land. This made Yang Xiudu wonder if He Yan was an undercover agent sent by Cao Cao's enemies to trap Cao Cao...

"Of course it has a place to go."

He Yan looked at the window, taking in the entire scene of Hewu.

"Mr. Yang, Dezu, if you are interested, how about following me around Hewu?"

Although Yang Biao and Yang Xiu were a little helpless at He Yan's betrayal, they still got up and followed He Yan to visit Hewu.

The three of them were all wearing coarse cloth clothes. When walking on the road, they just thought they were an old man wandering around with his nephew and did not attract anyone's attention.

He Yan took Yang Biao and Yang Xiu to the market and sat in the corner watching the people passing by.

"Yang Gong, Dezu, look."

He Yan raised his hand and motioned for them to look at a stall in the market.

When the father and son heard the sound, they looked over and found a young couple choosing clothes at the stall.

Yang Biao and Yang Xiu looked at it for a long time without seeing anything, and they were still confused until the couple sold their clothes and left.

"Do you two understand?"

"..."

Yang Biao and Yang Xiu's eyes were full of clear stupidity, and they could only listen to He Yan's answer for them——

"Looking at their clothes, they are actually just ordinary people, but they choose to go out to buy clothes... Don't they find it strange?"

China has been a self-sufficient small-scale peasant economy since ancient times.

The usual rule is that men plow the land to fill the family's stomach; women weave and weave clothes for the family... This has always been the case for thousands of years.

Buying and selling is something only wealthy families do. Children from poor families will most likely wear clothes spun by their mothers, wives, and daughters throughout their lives, without exception.

Under He Yan's suitcase, Yang Biao and Yang Xiu finally discovered something unusual.

Yang Xiu was very smart and was happy to discuss with He Yan: "Marquis Shen, why does that woman go out to buy clothes instead of making them herself?"

"You two, follow me."

He Yan took them to his textile factory again.

As He Yan's wealth grew, the size of the textile factory, which initially had only a few dozen textile machines, had expanded several times, occupying almost half of He Wu's space.

The sound of textile machines inside was constantly ringing, and countless female workers were working on it, spinning pieces of cloth.

"Have you two seen it?"

He Yan pointed to the female workers: "Their salary for working here for five days is 50 five baht coins."

"In this way, if you do it for twenty days in a month, you will get 200 five baht coins."

"Two hundred five bahts are enough for them to buy a brand new set of clothes. But if they make it themselves, it will probably take them two months or even longer."

"The common people know how to settle accounts themselves. If you compare it to this, these women will naturally not choose to make clothes at home, but will choose to work in textile factories."

"Do Yang Gong and Dezu understand my explanation like this?"

Yang Biao's mind was groggy at this time, and he obviously couldn't keep up with He Yan's thoughts.

Yang Xiu seemed a little excited: "Marquis Shen means that the reason why these female workers come to work in the textile factory is because the benefits they get from working here are more than the benefits they get from working at home?"

"With this large amount of benefits, they can not only buy clothes for their own family, but also save some spare money to buy food, livestock, and even houses, carriages and horses?"

This was the first time for Yang Xiu to see such a magical operation method, but he still grasped the key point: "Marquis Shen, I have some doubts."

"Dezu, please speak."

“Why do these women earn so much money in textile factories?”

Yang Xiu gave an example: "Just take these clothes. Suppose they can produce one piece of clothing a month, which is worth two hundred five bahts. Then if you give them two hundred five bahts, wouldn't it be a loss-making business?"

"No loss."

Seeing that Yang Xiu finally got to the bottom of the matter, He Yan smiled happily: "This is the most important thing - efficiency!"

"When they weave at home, it is inevitable that their weaving time will be delayed by other things, such as taking care of children, cooking, etc."

"But in the textile factory, there is only one thing they have to do, and that is weaving!"

"In addition, I have improved the textile machines to make them more efficient... which is far better than the efficiency of weaving at home!"

"So, when the efficiency is improved... they can actually make two pieces of clothing every month! Not one piece of clothing as Dezu said!"

"So, does Dezu still think I will lose money?"

Having said this, Yang Biao could no longer keep up with He Yan, and Yang Xiu also looked at He Yan with a confused look on his face.

Too cruel!

Isn't this exploitation?

They can produce two pieces of clothes, but He Yan only gives them half the money?

If you calculate this... isn't it much more than the hard-haha bully tenants?

For ordinary land rent, the government takes 30%, and the tenants keep 30% for themselves. The landlord can't even get half of it, and he will be called "Zhou Bapi". How can He Yan be so upright and rightly demanding?

Yang Xiu was a little confused: "Marquis Shen, this... I think there is something wrong, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"It always feels like...it goes against the way of a saint?"

"Which saint? Do I know him?"

"..."

He Yan took Yang Xiu to the previous stall again and asked him to observe it carefully.

"What are you looking at this time?"

"Look at freedom."

"free?"

"Yes! Freedom!"

First, a pretty girl came over to choose a brightly colored dress, and then a sturdy man came over to buy a robe specially produced for a figure like his...
To be continued...