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Chen Tao felt disoriented, vaguely seeing the Da Qian Region, where the Lanky Old Man, the numb middle-aged man, and the Weak Child were cursing at him. They condemned his overly abundant conscience and blamed him for caring for the Barbarians while neglecting those who were still hungry.
This feeling of being scorned was merely Chen Tao's personal fantasy, yet it still shook him to the core. He clutched his heart and stepped back a few paces. No, no, no! This isn't how it is!
Chen Tao managed to regain his composure and looked directly at Xu Lie, his eyes still reflecting some shock. "We should have a better way!" he exclaimed. "For instance, Your Highness, you could completely follow the previous approach! Hiring the Barbarian tribes to cultivate Fortune Land—wouldn't that work just as well?"
When Xia Cheng was repairing the docks before, Your Highness, you had done it once already. This method is much better than using the Barbarians as laborers! It benefits everyone, doesn't it? The people of Da Qian can eat their fill, and the Barbarians won’t suffer so much; they would also help with the cultivation!
Xu Lie stared at Chen Tao in exasperation, as if looking at a fool. Did this guy really think that his money came from thin air? Even if one could use points to purchase gold and silver at a company for a mere pittance, one shouldn’t be so extravagant and wasteful.
How precious are company points? How could they be squandered like this? Not to mention the National Treasury funds from the Ministry of Revenue—those are the hard-earned resources of the people of Da Qian! To hire Barbarians with all that money? That would be like having one's brain kicked by a donkey.
In an Industrial Age scenario, there would be no problem because there would be a large output of crafts. One could easily pay the Barbarians first and then industrially reclaim it later. The issue is that Da Qian is still in an Agrarian Era. To act like that would be courting disaster!
In the Agrarian Era, there isn’t a significant industrial output. If too much silver were given to the Barbarians, what would they buy? Food? Fortune Land has plenty of that. Luxury goods? Silk and ceramics? The local Noble Lords of Da Qian have already monopolized those; there’s nothing extra to sell to the Barbarians.
Even if there were a little surplus, how much profit could be made? The wealth accumulated by the Barbarians would inevitably lead them to target Salt and Iron.
Merchants pursue profit, and local merchants in Da Qian will transport goods as long as there is money to be made, without caring much about the consequences.
What would be the outcome of this? The prices of salt and iron would skyrocket, making it increasingly unaffordable for the locals in Da Qian, causing them to turn entirely to Fortune Land. With iron in hand, Fortune Land might even descend into chaos, disrupting the current situation and essentially shooting themselves in the foot.
How foolish must Xu Lie be to engage in such actions? After a moment of contemplation, Xu Lie nearly burst into laughter at Chen Tao's words.
In the end, he couldn't hold back and clapped his hands: "If that's the case, why don't you invest that money?"
Huh? Chen Tao was momentarily stunned, having lost track of the argument so many times: "I... I... I have no money."
"Pfft, hahahaha! Chen Tao, this protagonist is killing me! You have no money, so what are you talking about?"
"Is this a debate or are we looking for a sucker?"
"What started as a serious discussion turned into a hilarious scene here; I couldn't help but laugh out loud."
"Chen Tao, you owe me a new screen! I was just eating when this happened! I'm crying—my screen is covered in soup!"
Not only did Xu Lie struggle to keep his composure, but even the audience couldn't hold back their laughter. Everyone was entertained by Chen Tao's antics, with all sorts of comments flooding in. In an instant, the atmosphere transformed into a sea of joy.
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