The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 55 Volume King
To what extent is the prince's illness now, Zhu Gaochi hesitated in his heart. If history does not change, the prince can still live for a few months.

"Did something happen?" Zhu Gaochi asked tentatively.

Hearing his son's question, Zhu Di hesitated for a while, thinking that his boss had performed well during this time, so he no longer concealed it.

With the intention of teaching his son, he said calmly, "Your uncle is sick and can't get out of bed."

"Ah." Zhu Gaochi exclaimed to cover up his thoughts.

The prince must die.

But Zhu Gaochi couldn't show it, even in front of Zhu Di, otherwise it would arouse suspicion.

Moreover, he couldn't remain indifferent to his uncle's condition. Would Zhu Di feel cold-blooded after seeing it?

Human nature is so complicated.

However, it is difficult to pretend to be true in front of Zhu Di, and it cannot be too exaggerated. Silence is the best way. After Zhu Gaochi exclaimed, he lowered his head worriedly.

Unable to see the eldest son's expression, Zhu Di couldn't help touching his chin.

It seems that the reaction to his uncle's illness is not very big, or he may be at a loss. Does the boss know what the prince's illness means.

Zhu Di was a little disappointed that he didn't get what he wanted to see.

"Should my father send someone to visit uncle? Although Beiping is not as prosperous as Yingtian Mansion, there are famous doctors."

Zhu Gaochi brought up what happened in the future and tried to speak as little as possible.

"I've asked Ge Cheng to hire famous doctors." Zhu Di didn't hold out hope for famous doctors. Even Yingtian Mansion couldn't cure him, let alone Beiping Mansion.

Whether the eldest brother can survive this hurdle, although I heard from Dao Yan that the prince is very ill now, but, who can say for sure about this kind of thing.

Zhu Di solemnly explained: "Your uncle is ill. Don't make any bad things happen at this critical moment, lest someone impeach you to the capital."

"Father, don't worry, my son never bullies others outside, he always abides by business rules, nothing will happen." Zhu Gaochi assured.

In the past few months, Zhu Gaochi has never used power to overwhelm anyone, except when he first promoted steam engines, he overwhelmed Zhang Dehui.

But soon even Zhang Dehui joined his team, there is no hidden danger, just for now.

Sure enough, Zhu Di was not worried when he heard the boss's assurance, after all, the boss did a good job.

Moreover, the boss earned a lot of wages outside, and gained a good reputation. Thinking of this, Zhu Di suddenly thought of something, and he forgot to ask the boss.

"I heard that you and the handyman paid three renminbi a month. Although the handyman doesn't have much skills, compared with other wages, it's a bit too stingy."

It seems that although Zhu Di has never asked himself about the factory, it is not that he does not pay attention, and Zhu Gaochi understands it.

"The handymen in the engineering team do different jobs." Zhu Gaochi quickly explained, "I only do some laundry and cooking, which is all the work that women and children can do. There are craftsmen and workers for serious work, so there is no need to hire many handymen."

With Zhu Di's intelligence, halfway through the hearing, he already understood his son's intentions, and his doubts were all gone, but he didn't interrupt the boss, but listened patiently.

"The emperor's grandfather worked hard to rectify the government, and the father carefully governed Beiping, so that the Ming Dynasty is in a state of prosperity." Zhu Gaochi patted the horse half-truthfully.

"But Daming is too old, and my son still sees a lot of poor people in Beiping Mansion. Their lives are very difficult. These people can be workers, but there are still some women and children who are old and weak, and they can't do heavy work."

"Set a salary of three qian, one can prevent other people from competing with old and weak women and children like them, and two can recruit a large number of people because of the low wages."

What's the matter with the father, doesn't the father care about his son's good words?

On the contrary, compared with outsiders, the son's recognition of himself is what makes his father more proud. Whether in public or private, Zhu Gaochi needs to raise his weight in Zhu Di's heart.

In the past, with the memory of the original owner's body and the level of trust between the two fathers and sons, Zhu Di would not let it go so lightly.

It's not that Zhu Di didn't have deep feelings for the former Zhu Gaochi, but the degree of trust in his ability. Even if Zhu Di could train Zhu Gaochi, he would take the time to share it. It is impossible to do it when the current situation is the most unstable.

Sure enough, just after Zhu Gaochi finished speaking, he saw Zhu Di's face showing approval, and he admitted it in a rare way: "You have thought about this matter very well, and you have lived up to our expectations."

Zhu Gaochi was proud of himself.

At the age of 14, he is still in junior high school in later generations, even in Daming, he is only half a child, and at most he helps the family with work, which is the norm this time.

And at the age of 14, he was able to work outside under the banner of King Yan's Mansion, which was a critical juncture.

What does it say?
It shows that volume is the right way.

Even if you travel to Daming and become a nobleman, you have to work hard and work hard, otherwise, what else can you do besides inheriting the family business.

Even if it were Zhu Gaoxu who was praised by everyone in the school, would Zhu Di trust him and let him go?

Thinking about it, Zhu Gaochi's face collapsed.

Build a factory by yourself, and let the Ming people drive the screws hundreds of years in advance. Is it the ancestor of King Juan?
The boss's thinking provided Zhu Di with an idea, and he couldn't help asking his son, "Is your factory still hiring?"

Zhu Gaochi was stunned.

Who can make Zhu Di speak?And as Zhu Di, do you need to stuff people into the factory?
"Father, do you want to?" Zhu Gaochi looked cautious.

Zhu Di sighed.

"We have led the army to the Northern Expedition several times over the years. Although we have won many times, the casualties are not small. Although there are military doctors who have rescued many people, it has also added a lot of disabled people to the army."

"Although the imperial court pays compensation, it can still control these disabled soldiers for a lifetime, and they can't eat military rations. Whenever we think of these people, we always feel uneasy."

Zhu Gaochi breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to intervene in his own factory, and said indifferently, "How many people are there?"

"Thousands of people." Zhu Di said lightly.

……

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Di in a daze.

How many workers are there in total in his factory?How can he deal with thousands of disabled soldiers all at once?

"It's better for the son to give the money, three dollars a month." Zhu Gaochi said in a dilemma, he could afford the money, but it was only a few hundred taels of silver, and he took it as his own to support them.

"Too little."

Zhu Di shook his head, three coins won't win people's hearts, but it will make the soldiers in the army feel at a loss.

Did they give up their lives to get three denarii a month for the rest of their lives?

Zhu Gaochi was speechless.

It can't be that there are more people who don't work in the factory than there are people who work. How can this be a long-term solution?

(End of this chapter)