Zhu Yijun was too lazy to see these people booking sanatoriums here. However, Zhu Yijun knew that this time, the hospital had another way to make money.
Once the Honours moved in, Zhu Yijun could imagine how fierce the sanatoriums would be.
Daming actually had a lot of rich people. Zhu Yijun had seen a statistic in his previous life.
Daming during this period, the private economy was much stronger than in the West. When British merchants and factory owners had tens of thousands of pounds, they were considered wealthy. In the Ming Dynasty, it was normal for merchants and capitalists to use millions of taels of silver for trade and production.
Zheng Zhilong Maritime Trading Group had an annual income of tens of millions of taels of silver. The Dutch East India Company could not compete with it.
After transmigrating to this world for 15 years, Zhu Yijun had a deep understanding of this. Not to mention other things, it was normal to confiscate a few hundred thousand taels of silver from an ordinary salt merchant.
This did not include farmland, shops, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. Big merchants would have millions of taels of silver.
It should be known that the best doctors in this era were all in the Imperial Hospital. In addition to his great investment in the past few years, the medical skills of the Imperial Hospital had improved greatly. Once it was established, the Royal Hospital would definitely become a place that everyone would want to enter.
The sanatoriums of the Royal Hospital would definitely become the standard equipment for the rich.
It was very likely that even if you had money, you would not be able to enter. You also needed status. In this world, monopoly industries were the most profitable.
Especially monopolized industries that were related to the people's livelihood. People ate grains and got sick.
For the rich, they were willing to spend money to buy their lives. Of course, that was except for a very special kind of miser.
However, Zhu Yijun also knew that such people were rare in this world.
In this era, if you had status and money, it was a universal value to enjoy the treatment that you deserved. You would not be scolded by people who hated the rich.
On the other hand, if the hospital could make a lot of money, it could give appropriate medical treatment to the commoners.
There was still a long way to go before everyone could enjoy the benefits of the hospital. He might not even see it until he died.
However, once the foundation was laid, the future development could wait and see.
After visiting the Royal Hospital, Zhu Yijun returned to the palace. On the way, Zhu Yijun sighed.
Although the Royal Hospital was one of the top hospitals in this era, it was still inferior to the township hospitals in the future.
Now that he thought about his own economic circle in the Great Shun Prefecture, Zhu Yijun felt that it was more like targeted poverty alleviation.
The complacency from a few days ago was swept away. Zhu Yijun knew that he had a long way to go!
Back in the palace, Zhu Yijun learned that someone was waiting for him.
The person who came was none other than Liao Bin. He was sent by Zhu Yijun to inspect the roads.
Zhu Yijun was preparing to build a concrete road from Beijing to Tianjin, and Liao Bin was going there to inspect it.
Ever since he got the order from Zhu Yijun, Liao Bin was busy.
When Zhu Yijun knew that Liao Bin was back, his expression changed. He nodded and said, "Let him in!"
Not long after, a travel-worn Liao Bin walked in from outside.
His official uniform was still stained with dirt. Obviously, he didn't change his clothes before coming to see him.
Of course, there was an element of acting in it.
However, Zhu Yijun was already used to it. As a leader, it was normal for subordinates to show off their achievements.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand to signal Liao Bin to get up. Then, he said, "You have worked hard. You seem to have a card up your sleeve. I'm afraid that you have already done the budget. Tell me about it!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Liao Bin answered quickly.
"If we build a concrete road from Beijing to Tianjin on the current road, we can save a lot of manpower and material resources.
The width and thickness of the road must be three meters wide and one foot thick to meet Your Majesty's requirements. "
Listening to Liao Bin's words, Zhu Yijun calculated in his mind.
A concrete road that was more than three meters wide and thirty centimeters thick would be a proper cement road in a village in the future.
However, it would be a great project at this time.
Zhu Yijun nodded and said, "How much manpower and money will it cost?"
"Your Majesty, I plan to hire five thousand people and spend three years to build this road."
Liao Bin said seriously, "As for the expenses, from the sand to the cement, it will cost about 2.8 million taels of silver."
Zhu Yijun almost spat out the tea in his mouth. He put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Liao Bin hesitantly.
This look made Liao Bin's hair stand on end. Did I say anything wrong?
Zhu Yijun was speechless. Three years? Not to mention three years, he couldn't even wait for a year.
If it would take three years to build a cement road from Beijing to Tianjin, what about the other roads?
As for the budget of about three million taels of silver, Zhu Yijun didn't find it strange.
The production efficiency of this era was too low. Not to mention other things, just the production of cement was a big problem.
It required a lot of manpower and time. In addition to the cost of five thousand people for three years, the three million taels of silver was probably the result of Liao Bin's compressing.
If he recruited people for labor, he probably wouldn't need to spend so much money. However, Zhu Yijun wouldn't do that.
The reason why he built the infrastructure was to let the people earn money. If he recruited people for labor, it would be against the purpose.
Knocking on the table, Zhu Yijun said, "If it's not possible, we can subcontract it!"
Zhu Yijun thought of a construction method in the future, which was subcontracting.
Every section of the road would be subcontracted to different people, and then the construction would start at the same time.
Although it might cause the quality of the project to be uneven, it was the fastest method.
"Have you chosen the location of the cement factory?" Zhu Yijun looked at Liao Bin and asked.
They definitely needed to build a cement factory in Beijing, but they couldn't use all the cement to build the road from Beijing!
This would greatly increase the transportation cost, and they needed to build the cement separately.
"Your Majesty, I have chosen four places to build cement factories."
"One in Beijing and one in Tianjin, and two in the middle with convenient transportation." Liao Bin quickly replied.
Zhu Yijun nodded. "How about this? Build a cement road from Beijing to Tongzhou first and train some skilled craftsmen."
Without skilled craftsmen, it was impossible to talk about subcontracting. This was very important.
First train the craftsmen with the cement road from Beijing to Tongzhou, and then subcontract.
In this way, the road would probably be completed by next year.
However, there was one thing that Zhu Yijun thought of, which was the problem of the workers in the cement factory.
In this era, there was no mechanization, and the smoke and dust could kill people when they tamped the cement manually.
Although the Industrial Revolution sounded good, it was the blood and tears of the people at the bottom of society.
The United States relied on black slaves to build roads, and Chinese laborers to build railways. Many people died in the process.
Zhu Yijun didn't want his people to work in the cement factory. It was a dangerous place.
Although it was tiring to build roads, it was still good if they paid enough money.
"Just focus on building the road. I will send someone to take care of the cement factory!" Zhu Yijun thought for a while and said.
Liao Bin nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty. I will take my leave now."
After Liao Bin left, Zhu Yijun glanced at Zhang Jing next to him and said directly, "Go and find Liao Bin from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I have something to tell him."
Liao Bin had been busy building the farm recently, which was ordered by the Emperor himself. He didn't dare to slack off and kept an eye on it all day long.
After being summoned by the Emperor, he didn't dare to delay and hurried to the Imperial Palace.
When he saw Zhu Yijun, Liao Bin was still a little breathless, but he quickly knelt on the ground and saluted Zhu Yijun.
After glancing at Liao Bin, Zhu Yijun said, "I plan to let the Ministry of Internal Affairs handle the construction of the cement factory. Can you do it well?"
"Your Majesty, I can do it!" Liao Bin promised immediately.
Zhu Yijun nodded. "Then I'll leave this matter to you. However, there's one thing I need you to listen to.
The workers in the cement factory are not allowed to use the Daming people. "
"I will ask Dongchang to keep an eye on you. If there is a person who Daming people in the factory, you will be sent to the mines!"
Hearing Zhu Yijun's words, Liao Bin was stunned. What did he say?
Zhu Yijun didn't intend to explain to Liao Bin at all. He turned around and walked to the harem.
As the Emperor, Zhu Yijun naturally wouldn't tell Liao Bin to buy slaves!
This wasn't in line with his status. All he needed to do was to give the order, and his subordinates would do it for him.
Seeing that Zhu Yijun had left, Liao Bin was still confused. Seeing that Zhang Jing hadn't left, Liao Bin quickly walked over and said with a smile, "Eunuch Chang, please enlighten me. What does Your Majesty mean by this?"
Zhang Jing looked at Liao Bin and said with a smile, "Didn't the Imperial Majesty say that he can't use the Daming people? Then there's no need!
In this world, aren't there other people besides the Daming people? "
Hearing Zhang Jing's words, Liao Bin immediately understood and nodded. "Thank you, eunuch!"
Zhang Jing nodded. "Master Liao, don't blame me for not reminding you. Since the Imperial Majesty said to keep an eye on it, I'll definitely keep an eye on it. Take care of yourself!"
"Don't worry, eunuch. I understand." Liao Bin quickly said.
Seeing that Zhang Jing had returned, Zhu Yijun asked calmly, "Did you instruct them?"
"Imperial Majesty, yes!" Zhang Jing said quickly.
Zhu Yijun sighed. He didn't know if he would set off a wave of slave trading in the Great Ming Dynasty after opening the door to the slave trade.
In fact, he didn't want to do this, but he had no choice.
The roads had to be repaired, and he couldn't bear to harm the Daming people.
Thinking about the future England, where slave traders and bandits were still called a country of gentlemen. He hoped that his Daming could be called a country of etiquette in the future!
In fact, in Zhu Yijun's mind, the best source of slaves was the Japanese Empire. There were many people there, and if he could capture all of them, he could even occupy the territory.
However, he wasn't able to reach the Japanese Empire yet. They would come knocking on his door soon.