Chapter 566: Zhuer is Awesome

Chapter 566: Zhuer is Awesome

How clever is Nan Yu?

"Sister-in-law, don’t worry, I know the fiefdom also needs money for development, and I won’t have any ideas."

It’s easy to say nice things, but He Zhiran doubts anyone can resist the lure of high profits.

Anyway, she and Mo Jiuya have nothing to worry about; they have a stockpile of bombs, which Nan Yu knew six years ago when they defeated the southern border and the barbarians.

Nan Yu chose not to inquire, showing he’s smart, because even if he did, Mo Jiuya and his wife wouldn’t hand over the method of making bombs, and it would only make people suspicious.

They walked on, and along the way, Nan Yu kept asking questions.

"Sister-in-law, is the white paper sold in the market made here?"

"Yes, there are two paper mills in the Northwest. The white paper you mentioned is for writing, and a new paper mill has been established recently, making tissues."

Speaking of tissues, Nan Yu is not unfamiliar.

Because Tang Mingrui is on the ball, as soon as he obtained the agency rights for tissues, he immediately sent samples of each type to Nan Yu.

Tang Mingrui thinks tissues are incredibly useful, especially in the bathroom...

"Tissues are indeed a good thing," Nan Yu couldn’t help but praise.

They kept walking and asking questions.

"Is this where they make canned goods?"

"Yes, the Northwest mountains produce a vast amount of fruit, and to sell them to more distant places, I thought of this idea."

"Is this the place that makes that fine sugar?"

"Exactly, I found that the land in the barbarian areas is not suitable for growing crops, but sugarcane has a high yield, so I got the locals to plant more sugarcane to make fine sugar."

Nan Yu nodded along, and he clearly understood that Mo Jiuya doesn’t have such a mind; these ideas must have come from He Zhiran. With a wife like her, what more could a man want?

Thinking of his own harem, although the number is not large, those women just know how to dress up and flirt with him...

It can’t be helped; he’s also doing it to grow the royal family, otherwise, he wouldn’t care for those ordinary women.

Nan Yu’s thoughts flipped quickly; he knows his role and acts accordingly. Now is not the time to think about those things. He came to the Northwest partly because he felt he had no one in the court to talk openly with, so he thought of Mo Jiuya. Although they don’t talk often, they always maintain an equal attitude.

Moreover, he has heard many rumors about the Northwest, some saying that the Northwest’s economy has far surpassed Great Shun’s.

Others told him that the business sources of the imperial merchant Tang Mingrui now all come from the Northwest. He wanted to see how Mo Jiuya and his wife pulled this off in just a few years.

The most important purpose is that he also wants his subjects to live better. Many things he hadn’t considered might click in the Northwest.

Indeed, in the Northwest, he saw factories producing refined salt, clothing factories, pickle factories, wineries, tea factories, and so on.

Not only these factories and workshops that can create unlimited profits, but the environment of the Northwest is also incomparable to Great Shun.

Moreover, in the Northwest, he couldn’t see any idle land; even the surrounding mountains were fully utilized.

The houses where the people live are all brick and tile structures, and they’re as grand as the wealthy areas of the Imperial City.

Of course, such grandeur refers only to the style of the houses; in terms of size, these residences still cannot compare to the mansions of the nobility in the Imperial City.

This is sufficient. What does he, as emperor, strive for daily with all his heart and effort?

Isn't it to ensure the people of Great Shun live well?

Though he can't fully copy Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran's money-making methods, there are still many aspects worth learning from.

When he returns, he'll encourage people to reclaim more wasteland, turning those abandoned lands into valuable resources quickly.

Mo Jiuya and He Zhiran have never been stingy with these high-yield grain varieties. As long as it doesn't harm the Northwest's economy, they're happy to do Nan Yu a favor.

In fact, they've already done this. Now, these high-yield grains are also grown in Great Shun. In recent years, both households and the national treasury have stored grain.

Even in famine years, the court can allocate relief grain, and the people can fend for themselves.

So, during Nan Yu's reign, no one has starved to death.

Though Great Shun hasn't developed as fast as the Northwest, the lack of starvation shows Nan Yu's success.

Plus, Great Shun has grassland areas. When he returns, he'll follow Mo Jiuya's example, encouraging people to raise more horses, cattle, and sheep.

As the number of horses, cattle, and sheep raised in the Northwest and barbarian territories has grown, Nan Yu has lifted the ban on slaughtering plowing oxen.

Mo Jiuya once reported that their cattle are beef cattle, raised for eating.

He's also tried Northwest beef jerky several times, and it's superb, far tastier than the usual pork.

Nan Yu learns from others' strengths to improve himself, never letting outdated rules cloud his judgment.

He plans to discuss raising beef cattle with Mo Jiuya during this Northwest visit, aiming to bring in calves so Great Shun's people can start livestock farming.

After touring the Northwest with Mo Jiuya and his wife, Nan Yu has gained a lot.

Though he traveled incognito, as the nation's supreme ruler, Mo Jiuya naturally treated him with utmost hospitality.

Despite the many delicacies on Northwest streets, everyone knows they can't match the royal kitchen's creations.

Nan Yu will stay in the royal residence, where his meals will also be served.

After a long walk, everyone's a bit tired, so Mo Jiuya suggests heading back to the royal residence to rest.

As they enter the royal residence and walk through several corridors, they hear children cheering.

"Brother Zhuer is strong..."

"Brother Zhuer is amazing..."

In the center of a vast open space, on the martial arts stage, stands a little boy who looks about six or seven years old.

Zhuer stands tall and straight, holding a long sword that matches his stature, his face serious as he gazes at the group of children of various sizes below the stage.

"Who else dares to challenge?" Although the voice is still childish, it carries a solemn air unique to those in authority.

More than twenty children below all look up at the stage, their eyes filled with admiration.

At this moment, Yu'er walks over carrying a basket of fruits.

"Prince, you've been training the young masters and ladies all afternoon. Come and have some fruits to quench your thirst."