Chapter 737 Moriyati's War Bond
"Survey, and chase!" A mercenary in a ragged leather armor, with a bald head and a beard, cursed in a strong accent, "I have been chasing for seven miles, and I still chased!"
But the old Laver and others behind him still had no intention of stopping, and still held a saber and spear, chasing the defeated robbers on the wasteland.
Soon, the gravel mercenaries whose will and physical strength were far inferior to those of Lao Laver and others were blocked by a collapsed dead wood and mud pond.
In helpless, these mercenaries had to turn around, raise their hands, and shouted angry and helplessly: "Surrender!"
However, in the "Holy Couplet Infantry Practice", it is clearly required that war monks strictly control unarmed prisoners.
So Lao Laver and others divided into two groups, one pointed a spear at their key points, and the other went forward to disarm.
Highing his head slightly, letting his throat deviate from the tip of the spear. The leading mercenary, the original mercenary, could clearly feel the difference between the spearmen and the soldiers holding sabers.
How many years of battlefield experience made him recognize the person in front of him as a real mercenary. "Ten dinars a month?" Spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and the mercenary gasped, "What are you doing?"
"Ten dinars? How many can you get?" the old mercenary said with sighing, "We will give you enough."
In the state of war, Moriati issued 30 dinars of full silver coins to each mercenary at the beginning and mid-month.
Many mercenaries who came from Non cried and had never seen such a generous customer in their life.
You must know that for the sake of the 30,000 to 50,000 pounds, Prince Kong Dai had to release knights to plunder everywhere.
In the end, it led to the nobles' half-heartedness and the final defeat.
But after the Horn Hundred Houses system, the situation has changed dramatically.
Under this system, a large number of nobles and knights left the fiefdom and took away the terrible feudal oppression.
Although the big head of the Fengmill financial war was eaten by the Megdi Chamber of Commerce, the big head of the Black Snake Bay War was eaten by the Holy Mechanic Court.
But both of them almost never save money, either repaying bonds or using them to expand reproduction.
The specific method is to first use agricultural mutual assistance, iron agricultural tools and livestock sharing in Baihu District, and then a large amount of people are spared to engage in industry, commerce and construction.
Either go to Sidu Town to work as a construction worker, build canals and roads, or go to the dock to work as a porter.
Relying on these civil engineering and supporting industries, everyone has some money in their pockets.
Apart from some Grande's characters, everyone will spend more or less.
As a result, the strong demand brought by vigorous consumption gave birth to strong municipal trade and considerable market taxes and tariffs.
The established infrastructure such as roads, small canals, and houses began to feed back to industry and commerce, reducing trade costs.
The original market was one episode of ten days, but later it appeared one episode of eight days or even five days. Now many stalls are just set up.
This has made many ordinary craftsmen and even labor groups make money in this wave.
However, the current situation in the imperial market is the rise of prices and the depreciation of precious metal currencies.
In addition to the hot money brought by the Black Snake Bay War and the Windmill Financial War, Flan Wangjia Thousand River Valley Trading Company also brought stable cash flow.
White sugar, spices, ready-to-wear, alchemy potions, especially white paper and printing industries, are popular with flanges because of their low prices.
Because publishing books in China is too expensive, many flange scholars specially sent people to send manuscripts to ask Qianhe Valley to help publish and print.
So, due to the influx of large amounts of precious metal currencies in the Shenglian, prices rose, and the money in hand depreciated slowly.
People who make money have three choices. First, consume it quickly, second, invest it and re-production, and third, consider financial investment.
If you still buried in the backyard like before, you will be depreciated.
The large amount of funds that Horn spent on infrastructure flowed back into his hands, turning into bonds, stocks and boxes of goods.
Therefore, the people of Qianhe Valley are not very conflicted with financial investment, and the three major exchanges, Summer Greentown, Rapids City and Fort Joan of Arc, were overcrowded. Taking advantage of this east wind, Moriyati followed suit and began issuing war bonds with the Saint Bank as a guarantee.
Muriati gave 7% high-value short-term two-year bonds, issuing 9,000 bonds, with the minimum amount of each bond being 5 gold pounds.
It is almost equivalent to the surplus of a small landlord family in three to five years.
Anyway, this price is to accurately harvest grassroots citizens and small landlords.
There are nearly 20,000 citizens in Hotam County alone, not to mention the noble knights who were forced to gather around Xia Greentown.
These aristocratic knights even started playing with "old businesses", raised funds to build the financial industry, and established several small banks.
They would buy these war bonds in large quantities and use them to distribute 5% interest rate bonds of about 1 gold pound to small landlords and self-cultivated farmers in the country.
Then use the raised money to continue to buy war bonds, and then continue to distribute small-degree bonds.
In just one week, Moriyati sold nearly 4,000 war bonds and raised 20,000 pounds.
Prince Kong Dai worked hard for a month, which made people angry and resentful, and was not as fast as Moriyati.
After tied up these wailing prisoners, Old Laver and other mercenaries escorted them and began to slowly march towards Feldheim not far away.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
They first returned to the avenue along the wilderness and continued to return along the avenue.
These so-called avenues are definitely not as good as the Holy League Road, and there are a lot of potholes and large and small stones.
But at this moment, the dirt road was still shaking its body and splashing countless mud spots.
The wheels jumped back and forth between potholes and gravel, and did not slow down the coachmen at all.
Looking at the mud spots on the boots and the calves, Old Laver and others were not annoyed.
Because they all knew that this was a carriage that transported wool.
In order to boost confidence and raise more funds, Moliati directly sent troops to occupy the town of Feldheim.
What Lao Laver and the others didn't know was that the "Megdi Business", "Cold Spring Weekly" and "Iris" all praised Meliati's victory and the mountains of spoils.
From the perspective of Old Laver, I didn’t see the mountains of spoils, but there were some piles of wool.
You should know that in the gravel dialect, small towns and taxpayers mean the same.
As soon as the shaving season (April and September) happened to be over, the Duke's warehouse in Feldheim was filled with wool sent by shepherds.
When Old Laver opened the warehouse yesterday, the dark black wool on the edges was sleeping in the warehouse like the uncooked snow in winter.
Many wool merchants from mountain counties rushed to the scene day and night, and moved the wool to the carriage from the warehouse in the town like they were moving cabbages.
They had their eyes that had not been asleep for several nights, and quickly went to Laden Castle to take a boat to Gaobao City and then headed north to send the wool to the Ibe River Channel.
The Nanmandt County Textile Production Council, who had been hungry for more than four months, ate the wool like a dog that hadn't eaten shit for a long time.
The squeaking sound of spinning echoed again in the night sky of Nanmander County.
Along with the downstream of the industry, the originally sluggish textile factory of Santiago and the garment factory in Fort Joan of Arc have become busy again.
Now, Pravda, which was originally critical, has gradually shifted its position to neutrality.
These complex situations are something that senior management should consider and have nothing to do with ordinary soldiers such as Lao Laver.
They only have one thought in their minds now - when will they be able to eat?
When Lao Laver and others rushed back to Feldheim, it happened to be time for supper.
(This chapter ends)