A lot can happen in one night. Or nothing.

In a metropolis with a population of one million, the former tends to be more likely than the latter.

However, in the days when the new emperor had just exercised his throne, he was safe for several nights in a row.

On the one hand, it was Kaifeng Prefecture that strengthened night patrols on the streets and alleys.

On the other hand, it is also Zhilu Dao that the most taboo thing in the court now is that someone makes trouble, and a group of heroes in the market who don't want to be the first bird have shrunk their tails with interest. No one wants to send themselves to the knife in a momentary way.

"Much cleaner." Feng Congyi looked out of the car window, "There are so few people on East Cross Street, I have been to the capital several times, but I have never seen it." ”

"Since the villain came to the capital, I haven't seen a quiet time on East Cross Street before the third watch." He Ju, who was in the same car, was gossiping, his attitude was still respectful, and he didn't dare to indulge in front of Feng Congyi.

After the new Son of Heaven ascended the throne, there was a curfew for several days. It's not like in the Tang Dynasty, when the doors of the city were closed and locked, and when they saw someone walking in the street at night, they would catch them. However, in the past few days, several vertical and horizontal streets in Beijing have been very strictly controlled, and people have been sent to guard the street entrances, and people, horses, and cars passing by will come forward to inquire about them.

Feng Congyi's carriage was also stopped at the intersection, but the companion outside the car flashed the sign and was immediately released. He didn't go with the name of Han Gang, the name of Feng Si in Yongzhou was as loud as in the yamen of Kaifeng Mansion.

"I won't be able to hold it for a few more days." The carriage restarted, and He Ju said, "Today, when I met Lin Qingbo and Zhou Jiuyanei, they were all complaining. The curfew is very good, it's just inner meditation, and it's not that ......."

Even in private, He Ju didn't dare to directly say rebellious words such as the death of the Son of Heaven.

Feng Congyi nodded appreciatively. In fact, it won't be good to talk about it, presumably Lin Qingbo and Zhou Jiu have said it. But as a businessman, it is necessary to be cautious in words and deeds. Sometimes it may be just a matter of one or two sentences, and people will be offended. He Ju can be cautious in his words and deeds in the capital and keep his duty, which is more reassuring than the long-sleeved shopkeeper who is good at dancing.

"It's not been a few days." Feng Congyi lowered the curtains of the car windows, and the heat outside no longer seeped in, "When the top is settled, then you should drink and drink, gamble on the game, and do whatever you want." ”

Feng Congyi didn't have any interest in talking, he had just negotiated a business, which was an agreement on the long-term lease of the Xiangzhou warehouse.

At that time, Han Gang came forward to restart the Xianghan Cao Yun, and Feng Congyi, on behalf of SF Express, together with many members of the Yongqin Chamber of Commerce, as well as the Zhang family and other Fujian counterparts, occupied a large piece of riverbank land near the port of Xiangzhou. Now the east is divided into the west, and the land has shrunk a lot, but in terms of value, it is ten times that of the old time.

In recent years, the impact of the opening of the Xianghan Cao Canal has been deepening, and the commercial goods from Jinghu and Bashu have increased by more than twice as much as when the Caoyun was just opened, and the income brought by the Fangcheng track to the imperial court every year has also increased rapidly, and the cash income of five or six hundred thousand guan has been directly grasped by the government hall through the Xianghan shipping envoy. It is evident that smooth logistics stimulates the development of business.

The warehouse area of Xiangzhou Port, opened up by SF Express and its allies, and the warehouse composed of hundreds of major small courtyards, are full of traffic every day, even during the New Year's Festival, there will be no shortage of people to rent. Coupled with the surrounding restaurants, green buildings, carriages and horses, quality warehouses, money numbers, shops and houses for rent, as well as the freight track connecting the port, the total income of the year is not inferior to the port outside the water gate in the east of Kaifeng City.

As far as SF Express is concerned, today's agreement to rent a warehouse for a long time is not a big deal, but the identity of the real owner behind the other party is special, and I am looking for an opportunity to contact my feelings.

However, in the negotiation just now, the topic has completely deviated from the direction. More often than not, Feng Congyi was asked about the so-called treasury bonds, rather than the buying and selling that he is now discussing.

This embarrassed Feng Congyi, who hadn't gotten the news from Han Gang yet, for a night.

Han Gang returned to Beijing, and although Feng Congyi had a house in Beijing, he still moved to live in it, so that he could discuss the next development of SF Express with Han Gang nearby. It's just that last night, Feng Congyi had other things to do, and he didn't go back to live, so he didn't know what Han Gang had done.

When he returned to Hanfu, he got out of the car in front of the court, and several servants came over to drive the carriage and horses to the stables.

"Lu Si, has the privy come back?" Feng Congyi stopped a limping groom and asked him.

"I'll be back for a while." The groom who was held back replied, "After the privy came back, he also told the family, saying that the Empress Taishang had allowed the privy council to resign, and asked the family to call back the bachelor. ”

Feng Congyi nodded, he already knew about this matter when he was talking about business with people just now. It seems that after going to the palace, he first asked Empress Taishang to agree to his resignation before he continued to speak. This forced the monarch to allow resignation, and I have never heard of it in my life.

After returning to his courtyard to wash and change clothes, Feng Congyi asked his subordinates to go over to report first, and then slowly went to the main courtyard.

After passing through the second gate, I saw a low-grade official being led out, with thick hands and feet, a dark face, and he didn't look like an official, but like a craftsman.

Is it the Ordnance Supervisor? Or will they be the prisoners?

Feng Congyi guessed in his heart and walked into the courtyard where Han Gang's study was located.

"Coming back?"

Han Gang had just received a guest and was pacing around the courtyard, as if thinking about something.

"I'm back." Feng Congyi nodded, bowed half-bowed, and asked, "Who passed by just now?" It's like a fresh face. ”

"Li Quan, who will supervise the railroad tracks, was still the head of Dajin when he was in the ordnance prison for his brother."

"My brother is looking for him for coinage?"

"Heard of it all? It's really fast enough," Han Gang said with a smile, "Actually, I talked to him about the Firearms Bureau." If you want to talk about coinage, it is more appropriate to go to the person who made the little gold. ”

"The younger brother just heard about it." Feng Congyi said, "In fact, the money of the money supervisor in the same state has always been the best. My brother really wants to run a mint, so he should find them first. ”

"Iron money is the best in the same state, and copper money is the most refined in Raozhou. Brother Wei has also heard for a long time, if the Mint Bureau takes measures, it will definitely come back from the two supervisors. ”

The finer the coinage, the better, and the more exquisite the layout, the more the people recognized the value of the coin. The reason why the money supervisors in Tongzhou and Raozhou are exquisitely made, loved by the people, and the currency value is stable, and the craftsmen inside are the key. The craftsmen in the money prison are all craftsmen inherited from father to son, and the craftsmanship is also several generations from father to son.

In the early years, there were several batches of cast iron coins in Shaanxi Province because of their exquisite production, so that their market price and copper coins could reach one to one. Later, because the people loved to use it, there were officials who wrote to request that the new money be changed to one piece and two coins to use.

Han Gang's plan is to use a more elaborate production process than in the past, so that coins that are only brass and red copper can be marked with a face value of ten or twenty wen.

This is not impossible, the copper round that Han Gang has seen in his later generations can be marked with the face value of a hundred pieces because it is extremely exquisitely made. And the new money that Han Gang wants to make, there is no need to be so delicate - the copper yuan of the later generations does not seem to be minted - as long as it is a little better than the previous small flat money, it is enough.

"But what about the cost?"

Skilled craftsmen can cast a hundred flowers on a copper incense burner the size of a vase. But only a few of the prices of such copper belong to the copper itself, and more are the cost of labor itself.

It is gold and silver jewelry, the value of gold and silver itself is partial, and the rest, there is labor. The more elaborate it is, the higher its price.

The finesse of a coin depends on the craftsmanship of the minting craftsmen and the mother coin. The finer the fan, the more delicate the coins produced. But the finer the parent money, the higher its cost and the fewer times it can be used. Lines that are too fine will quickly wear off during use. This is to strengthen the hardness of the mother money, but the production of the mother money is carved, and the toughness must be paid attention to, which is actually very demanding.

Therefore, the cost of making a model money must indeed be taken into account. Feng Congyi's concerns are also normal. But Han Gang is still very confident. After all, the craftsmen he could find should be one of the most skilled people before the industrial society. If they can't, then there won't be anyone else.

The key is to develop their own craftsmanship, just like when Han Gang was in the weapons prison. It is necessary to explore the potential based on itself, and attract craftsmen to give full play to their talents, reduce labor costs, and strengthen the level of craftsmanship through various rewards, rewards and even competitions.

For example, starting from the alloy itself, the hardness of different proportions of alloys is also different. On the other hand, quenching, annealing and other means can also strengthen the hardness or toughness of the mother model

Han Gang had seen ancient coins from the West, only a few hundred years later than now, and they had not yet entered the industrial age, but the gold and silver coins produced were still exquisite, and the portraits on them were clearly visible. Although the larger number of copper coins made the requirements for the cost of the process more stringent, it was still possible to make a difference with the craftsmanship of today's craftsmen.

If Han Gang's plan can be successful, it will be able to promote the development of manufacturing technology to a large extent, and at the same time, there will be a great improvement in industrial management.

In the future, it is also possible to develop machine coinage, change the minting to pressing, and even change the silver and gold stored in the imperial court into gold and silver coins for use.

However, that will have to wait for a later date, and the current mint, its process still falls on the minting.

"Little brother understands." Feng Congyi nodded and was taught, "If you can really do the same thing as my brother who presided over the weapons supervision and developed the plate armor and spaceship, the Mint will be a hot fat difference in the future." ”

Han Gang smiled and shook his head, this kid only cared about this.

"But what about the national debt?" Feng Congyi asked softly, he only cared about this question.