Chapter 248

Gazing at the ragged little Eunuch, Su Qiao smiled.

"Brothers, what would you like to eat? My treat."

The leading craftsman immediately laughed.

"Hey, my lord, we're all friends here. Who is this person, running to the Jusiya Sect to cause trouble? I think he doesn't want to live!"

Great Ming has so many Jusiya Sects.

The Baochao Jusiya is the only Jusiya Sect with craftsmen.

These officials never imagined.

That someone so blind would run to the Baochao Jusiya to cause trouble.

Hearing the craftsman's question.

Su Qiao smiled and said.

"Nothing much. I heard it's an Eunuch sent from the Inner Treasury to collect this month's Baochao receipts."

"Look how much the Baochao has depreciated, yet they still print it recklessly here, everyone acting like they've gone mad."

As soon as Su Qiao finished speaking.

The entire Jusiya Sect fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Su Qiao in disbelief.

Is this the Eunuch sent from the palace?!

Su Qiao threw down the door bolt in his hand, clapped his hands, and said.

"Done. It's fine. Go back to your work."

Having said that, Su Qiao completely ignored the crowd of Yamen Runners outside the gate and quietly walked into the Viceroy Yamen.

Only the group of officials, frozen in shock, remained outside the Viceroy Yamen, staring at each other.

"Brother, did we just beat up the palace's Eunuch?"

"Hmm..."

"Then, are we in trouble?"

"Should be fine... right?"

Just as the few stood uneasily outside the Viceroy Yamen.

Su Qiao had already spotted the two storehouses behind the Viceroy Yamen.

The entire Baochao Jusiya is divided into the Paper Banknote Bureau and the Printing Bureau, plus the Baochao Treasury and the Circulation Treasury.

In other words, the Printing Department and the Procurement Department; the so-called Baochao Treasury stores "Semi-finished product" Baochao that have been printed but not yet reported to the Ministry of Revenue, while the Circulation Treasury holds the "real money" Baochao that have been reported, stamped, and officially effective...

What Su Qiao saw at this moment were the two storehouses of the Baochao Jusiya.

Opening the main door of the storehouse.

What came into view were bundles of printed Baochao ready to be released to the public.

The credit of Great Ming paper money.

Was destroyed by these paper notes!

Looking at the Baochao before him, Su Qiao's gaze inevitably fell on the candle flame nearby.

He slowly raised the oil lamp in his hand and gently loosened his grip.

"Crack!"

The oil lamp fell with a sound, crashing inside the storehouse.

Even though the Baochao bore Old Zhu's "Imperial Decree" and the Ministry of Revenue's "Great Seal".

In the end.

The Baochao was ultimately just extremely flammable paper.

Once exposed to an open flame.

Before long, the entire storehouse became a sea of fire.

Then Su Qiao walked outside the storehouse and cleared a firebreak.

At this moment, the craftsmen still gathered outside the Viceroy Yamen, at a loss, smelled a strange odor.

"Brother, what's that smell?"

"Hmm? Sounds like something is burning and getting scorched?"

"Don't tell me it's our books?! Our kids' tuition is due next month!"

The group of craftsmen, originally stunned outside the Viceroy Yamen, immediately became restless.

Before these craftsmen could rush into the Viceroy Yamen.

Su Qiao blocked them.

"Where are you going? No need to rush."

"My lord, that's our kids' tuition! We have three kids!"

"It's fine. It's not your books."

Hearing this.

The group of officials from the Jusiya Sect immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what is that smell?"

"The storehouses behind."

"Oh, the storehouses. I thought... the storehouses?!"

The group of officials could no longer care about Su Qiao.

They immediately rushed quickly into the Viceroy Yamen.

"Water! Hurry and find water!"

Su Qiao said to the panicked crowd in the distance.

"No need to panic; the fire won't spread, it will only burn down the warehouse."

Is that human speech?

Is there anything in the entire Jusiya Sect more valuable than the warehouse?!

"My lord, this is over thirty-eight million Wan Guan!"

Hearing this.

Su Qiao almost laughed out loud.

What's burning is thirty-eight million Wan Guan!

This is even less than what was burned.

Su Qiao remembered having seen records of the issuance of Baochao during the Hongwu era.

By the twenty-third year of Hongwu, Old Zhu had printed a total of roughly one hundred million Wan Guan of Baochao.

The most fatal thing was that this one hundred million Wan Guan of Baochao was initially only circulated in the Jin Ling area.

Almost every time Old Zhu issued Baochao.

the Baochao in the Jin Ling area would depreciate!

……

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Inside the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang was still discussing with the group of Emperors in the chat group on how to use Baochao to "generously redistribute the wealth of the local gentry across the realm."

Just at this moment.

Jiang Huan ran into the hall, covered in soot and dust.

Seeing Jiang Huan 0.3, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately picked up his tea cup, moistened his throat, and then asked.

"Jiang Huan, you've come at the perfect time. How did that brat Su Qiao do today at the Baochao Jusiya? What exactly did he do?"

"Tell us everything without missing a single thing!"

As soon as Old Zhu said this.

Jiang Huan looked at Zhu Yuanzhang and spoke incoherently.

"Your... Your Majesty, Lord Su has burned down the Baochao Warehouse and the Xingyong Warehouse!"

"Over thirty-eight million Wan Guan of Baochao, all burned!"

With a "Zeng" sound.

Old Zhu leaped up from the Dragon Throne.